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"I knew it all along, otherwise do you think I would dare to come to you so blatantly?" Blood Phoenix glanced at Wu Xu with amusement and said.

"Hehe," Wu Xu laughed dryly, but inside he was extremely happy.

"By the way, how did you suddenly unleash your potential that night? Do you know how strong the potential you unleashed was?" Blood Phoenix asked Wu Xu with a serious expression.

Regarding this, Wu Xu really didn’t know how to answer; he instinctively felt that he shouldn’t tell others about the superpower and enormous strength his body possessed. It was his foundation.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Xu said, "I really don’t know about that. I just remember seeing that Bai Ma wanting to die alongside you, and I felt really angry and anxious, then suddenly felt power filling my body. You saw what happened next." Wu Xu’s explanation was somewhat vague, but the meaning behind it was clear.

Brother, this is all for you.

Blood Phoenix was stunned; what kind of explanation was that? It almost sounded like a confession.

However, there was still some sweetness in Blood Phoenix’s heart.

Although he hadn’t been in contact with Wu Xu for long, every encounter felt fresh and surprising, and the mysteries about Wu Xu were really numerous, always shocking.

"Ah, in the future don’t be so impulsive. Martial Artists must avoid a chaotic heart as it leads to downfall; few can stimulate their body’s potential, and more often than not, the moment the potential bursts forth, they end up blowing up their own hearts first!" Blood Phoenix said seriously.

Wu Xu immediately concentrated and kept these words silently in his heart.

In the path of Martial Arts, Blood Phoenix was a senior, and his words were invaluable and should not be taken lightly.

"However, this burst of potential also comes with many benefits. Once you’ve fully recovered, you’ll be able to feel it. This is indeed a rare encounter," Blood Phoenix said with some envy.

Wu Xu could only smile foolishly; good people receive good karma, and he considered himself a good person.

"Alright, it’s been quite a time; I should get going. Take good care of yourself, and keep pondering over the Martial Scripture whenever you can; it’s always beneficial for you." Blood Phoenix, who was severely depleted of Hidden Force, didn’t chat much and quickly left Wu Xu’s hospital room.

After Blood Phoenix left, Wu Xu didn’t feel loneliness or emptiness; instead, he continuously recalled the Martial Scripture Blood Phoenix had once taught him, pondering them in silence.

It must be said, Wu Xu was exceptionally spirited now, his memory was strong, and since there was nothing else to do lying in bed, he focused fully on delving into the Martial Scripture. His understanding progressed rapidly; many techniques, ways of using strength, and cultivation methods that he previously didn’t understand were now much clearer.

However, the more he understood, the more itching he felt to try these techniques out; his body was not cooperating for the time being, so he couldn’t use his strength to demonstrate his understanding.

Thus, two days passed. On this day, after Blood Phoenix helped Wu Xu with massaging and activating blood and left, a group of people suddenly entered Wu Xu’s room.

Wu Xu, who was pondering various applications of Hidden Force, was slightly taken aback and then saw that these people were all acquaintances.

Leading them was He Baoqiang, followed by Hu Lingzhu and Xie Binglan, along with several attendants carrying a lot of gifts. However, the annoying female secretary was nowhere to be seen.

"Friend Wu!" As soon as He Baoqiang entered, he called out warmly and then sat beside Wu Xu’s bed, seriously saying, "You really put in a lot of effort this time!"

Wu Xu quickly responded with a smile, "Oh, President He, it’s nothing much; it’s just exhaustion, and I’ll recover after a few days of rest."

Wu Xu greatly admired He Baoqiang; the head of a large group, daring to use himself as bait to lure out the assassin, truly courageous.

"My life was indeed saved by you, and now you are injured like this, which really weighs on my conscience," He Baoqiang shook his head, then continued earnestly, "So, Friend Wu, I’ll handle the procedures to send you to the United States for treatment, where the technology is more advanced. I believe you will recover faster and healthier there. Would you then come and work for the Flying Dragon Group?"

This is indeed a great opportunity, perfect medical services, coupled with an enticing affluent career.

With He Baoqiang’s personality, these words are spoken very sincerely, completely from the heart.

Wu Xu was moved, glad that saving someone was not in vain, but going to the United States is still out of the question, no matter how incredible the United States might be, it couldn’t compare to the perks of having an assassin girl around.

Shaking his head, Wu Xu said, "Thank you, President He, for your kind offer. Saving you was a mission I agreed to with the Junshan police, and it had to be done. Besides, I like it here, so there’s no need to go to the United States."

"Ah, Friend Wu, why refuse so quickly? Could it really be harder to help me than to help the Junshan police?" He Baoqiang said despondently.

"It’s not that, I’m someone who values freedom, and heavy constraints don’t suit my temperament. Moreover, assisting the Junshan police to protect you was a favour I owed, and now it’s been repaid. I feel quite relieved now," Wu Xu hurriedly explained.

"Since you insist so much, Friend Wu, I won’t say more. But remember, you are my savior, He Baoqiang. Should you face any troubles in the future, feel free to seek me out, I will not shirk," He Baoqiang asserted seriously.

"You are too kind, it’s just a small matter," Wu Xu modestly replied, but his heart was beaming – it seems having Martial Arts prowess is still very viable today. In future, once I help more people, no matter where I go, there will be people offering to host me, and I can have followers and recognition all over.

"Mr. Wu, don’t be modest yet, I also want to thank you. Uncle He is one of my closest relatives, and if anything had happened to him, I don’t know how heartbroken I would have been," Hu Lingzhu also stepped forward to give her heartfelt thanks.

"Miss Lingzhu, there’s no need to be so formal, we are all friends. If you insist on thanking me, just invite me out for a meal sometime," Wu Xu said indifferently.

"How could one meal be enough? It has to be at least three times," Hu Lingzhu playfully said.

This is you bringing it upon yourself, three times should be enough for you to take a liking to me, Wu Xu thought wickedly. Yet he smiled and said, "Well then, I won’t stand on ceremony."

He Baoqiang and his party did not stay long; this visit was a farewell, as they had been in Junshan for a long time and big companies were busy.

Afterwards, many people familiar with Wu Xu visited him daily, from former colleagues at the gymnasium to a few friends he knew from Junshan University, comforting the younger side of Wu Xu’s spirit.

In a hurry, another week passed. That day, just after the assassin girl completed massaging and activating Wu Xu’s blood circulation, she then saw Wu Xu lifting his hands, intertwining and twisting them.

This scene left the assassin girl dumbfounded.

"Can you move now?" Blood Phoenix asked incredulously.

"Yes! Isn’t it a surprise?" Wu Xu blinked his eyes, radiating charm.

"But you..." Blood Phoenix found herself at a loss for words.

The conditions of Martial Path’s potential overdraft include varying degrees of aftereffects depending on the intensity of the eruption.

This has been understood ever since ancient Demon Sects invented techniques like Heavenly Demon Disintegration, which involve overdrafting one’s potential.

In Blood Phoenix’s view, Wu Xu’s potential overdraft was extremely terrifying, almost frighteningly so.

The power he released, busting an assassin’s head open with a single punch, was a level of strength that even a Force Transformation master would hesitate to claim possession of.

Logically, with such high levels of force overdraft, even if Wu Xu could recover, it would take a significant amount of time, and despite Blood Phoenix’s every other day sessions of Hidden Force massaging and activating blood, short-term recovery seemed impossible.