I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1912 - 341: Backbone

Chapter 1912: Chapter 341: Backbone

Ever since Qianqian was born, Tang Luo hadn’t spent much time alone with Yun Xiu. Even though the woman kept repeating that her favorite was still him, it was an indisputable fact that her mind was occupied by the child.

What’s worse, after having the child, Yun Xiu wasn’t as interested in business, let alone martial arts.

This made Tang Luo develop a sense of crisis.

After all, the strongest fortress is always broken from the inside. Who would have thought that the one competing for his wife’s affection would be this little bundle in his arms?

She said she wouldn’t, huh, women really are liars!

Fate must be controlled in his own hands.

After making a secret decision, Tang Luo would take care of the young whenever he had time, wishing he could even take over breastfeeding. As long as he held onto the little bundle, Yun Xiu could only focus on him.

Truly perfect!

With a small scheme in mind, Tang Luo spent time with his family as he served as a combat commentator, explaining to Yun Xiu about the legendary concept of the Houtu Dao Body, something only read about in books.

"Look, my lady, whether it’s the Houtu Dao Body or the Yellow Springs Earth Path, their origin is the earth. As long as they leave the ground, their combat power will decline by at least ninety percent. Unless Di Shen performs an airborne maneuver, that unexpected strike just now should be the greatest result. If we can drag the fight to the air, this battle will be in our favor."

As a renowned Martial Arts Monarch, Tang Luo naturally spotted Di Shen’s flaw at a glance. Of course, this wasn’t exactly a secret.

After all, the entire martial arts world of Zhongzhou knew that when encountering Di Shen, the first thing to do was to take to the skies.

Even the strongest, Yao Gekuang and An Yuheng, would not wish to face Di Shen with their feet on the ground.

Of course, when measuring a martial artist’s combat power, one cannot only look at their strongest point; one must also consider their weaknesses.

But unfortunately, the person listening to the commentary was not focused on martial arts. Yun Xiu’s entire attention was on the ordinary people knocked down and bleeding from their ears due to the fierce confrontation between the powerful individuals.

"Husband, hold Qianqian, I need to go down for a bit."

"What are you going to do?"

"I need to check on the civilians who were knocked unconscious."

"You don’t need to, you don’t need to."

Tang Luo pulled Yun Xiu back and said, "Mr. Mi Bai has already led the central hospital staff to rush there."

"Is that so."

After Yun Xiu nodded in realization, she again tried to rush down: "Then let me move these people out of the street first to facilitate rescue."

"Oh, you don’t have to trouble yourself, my lady, let me handle this."

Tang Luo was unwilling to let Yun Xiu leave after finally coming out with the family to enjoy the excitement. With a twist of his golden eyes, the people who had collapsed in the combat area suddenly vanished.

And Yun Xiu and Mi Bai were not the only ones concerned about the innocent civilians.

In the battlefield, Du Sha was also considering them. After using Xuan Ding to block Di Shen’s attack, the First Star General intentionally shifted the battlefield outside.

Fortunately, the location of the West Guard was on the outskirts of Xiling, so finding an unpopulated area was not difficult for Du Sha to retreat to a mountain wall.

Thanks to this act of sparing the innocent, Du Sha also discovered Di Shen’s martial arts weakness during the relocation.

If Di Shen had shown unparalleled dominance at first sight, the situation improved once pulled into aerial combat.

The aggressive nature of the Yellow Springs Earth Path was greatly reduced in aerial combat. Some long-range methods could not effectively strike Du Sha’s crystal armor. However, similarly, the toughness of the Houtu Dao Body made Du Sha wary of getting too close, so the battle scene became somewhat lackluster.

Though they were trying their best with long-range methods, due to the toughness of both sides, it seemed like they were merely making tentative moves, leaving the audience half asleep.

As the tussle dragged on, even Meng Jiao regained his senses, seeing Du Sha struggling and using poison techniques to assist from the side.

But no matter what kind of Spirit Art he used, Di Shen stood unmoved, allowing toxins to engulf his body without concern.

This attitude infuriated Meng Jiao greatly but left him helpless. Through this probing, he confirmed that Di Shen was the type of martial artist he disliked the most—immune to all poisons.

This also meant that Meng Jiao lost any leverage in this battle. Given that the flaws and strengths of a Poison Spirit Body are equally evident, unless he could forge his own path like the Dao Child of the Heavenly Dragon, he would have to submit to Di Shen.

By this point in the fight, it really was no longer worth watching. As the three moved further away, personnel from the central hospital began to gather the injured innocents.

With no more excitement to watch, Tang Luo and Yun Xiu decided to return to the city. Of course, passing by the city hall, he did not forget to remind everyone to ensure that once Di Shen calmed down, he should not forget to compensate for the damaged streets and residences.

No matter if one is a Saint Child or Dao Child, destroying others’ property must always be compensated.

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Xiling is now a large city with a population of several million, so it couldn’t possibly allow Di Shen and Du Sha to fight endlessly.

After all, people here need to live, so someone quickly came out to mediate.

Most of those with such thoughts were people with high status and warm hearts, so leading the crowd were Swordsmen stationed at the Xiling dojo.

Seeing the three battling relentlessly outside the city, they sent out dozens of sword lights to split the battle and then stepped forward to call a halt.

Seeing the Swordsmen of the Xu Clan coming to persuade them, the anger on both sides subsided a little.

For Di Shen, there was no longer any need to continue this battle. After all, for a Saint Child of the Superior Heavenly Sect of Zhongzhou to fail to overcome a rogue Martial Ancestor was, in a sense, already a defeat.

Through the recent battle, Du Sha and Meng Jiao also found they could do nothing to each other. Under such circumstances, getting the other party to take responsibility could be considered the best effort, so naturally, they wouldn’t cause further trouble.

After mediating, Di Shen re-entered the city, released the Xiao Family clansmen from their earth cocoon, and promised to compensate for the damage to the streets. Du Ting cheerfully came out to ease the atmosphere, believing that his carefully prepared ceremony finally had a place.

Yet he was interrupted by an angry Meng Jiao: "You say fight, and you stop when you please, do you think Xiling is just anywhere? During the fight, hundreds of civilians were injured, bleeding from the ears, possibly going deaf, and you think you can just brush it off?"

"When a lion and dog fight, if bystanders like deer and sheep die, who can be blamed?"

With the same expressionless face, Di Shen was overwhelmingly arrogant, feigning ignorance of the bloody streets.

Such a response obviously couldn’t satisfy the crowd, and as another argument was about to escalate, a lanky middle-aged man stepped forward to face Di Shen: "In that earlier battle, over three hundred civilians bled from their ears, with nearly half possibly losing their hearing. This wasn’t because they overestimated themselves, but because they didn’t expect someone as notable as Mr. Di Shen to act so recklessly and disregard the innocent!"

Di Shen looked expressionlessly at the man and said coldly, "Then what do you propose?"

"I hope Mr. Di Shen can find a way to preserve these people’s hearing, and if it’s really impossible, provide compensation."

Mi Bai lifted his head to look directly into Di Shen’s eyes, speaking seriously.

Perhaps not expecting anyone to dare make such demands, Di Shen’s hairless brow furrowed slightly as he asked coldly, "What if Di Shen does not agree?"

"Then Xiling will not welcome a guest as arrogant and rude as you, sir."

Mi Bai spoke firmly, meeting Di Shen’s gaze without any fear.