Chapter 1560: Xia Qing's Evolution Forest General Practice Clinic

"Boom!"

After kicking Xia Qing flying, Yan Long pushed off with both feet and surged forward, intending to land another killing blow before she hit the ground and put her down for good.

Flying backward, Xia Qing forcefully snapped her legs back in a kick at Yan Long. If Beard Feng's squad were here, they'd surely recognize it — Xia Qing was using Boss Yang's signature move.

"Smack!"

Yan Long blocked Xia Qing's leg with her elbow while simultaneously raising her leg to slam into Xia Qing's abdomen. Watching from the side, Tan Qi and Little Eleven both covered their little mouths at the same time. Standing beside them, fourteen-year-old dual-system Evolver Lu Fangchun — Level 5 Endurance and Level 5 Speed — and fifteen-year-old Level 5 Visual Evolver Wang Bo both stared wide-eyed, afraid of missing a single move from either side.

Xia Qing's reaction was fast too — she reached out and grabbed Yan Long's leg on contact. Her speed really wasn't as fast as Yan Long's, but her strength was far greater. As long as she could grip Yan Long's leg, she could hurl her away!

Jiao Dragon Special Ops captain Yan Long certainly couldn't be easily caught by a Strength Evolver. She swiftly pulled back her leg and pivoted her foot, her toe precisely striking the outside of Xia Qing's thigh.

Xia Qing's kicked thigh went numb and tingling, unable to exert force. She could only flail her hands awkwardly toward the sharp edge of the stone wall behind her, trying to keep her back from slamming into the stone ridge.

A cold glint flashed in Yan Long's eyes. She stepped in close and delivered a vicious elbow strike straight at Xia Qing's jaw.

If this one landed, the fight would end immediately.

At the critical moment, Xia Qing, relying on her Level 9.5 dynamic vision, caught a fleeting opportunity. As she leaned back, her right fist — like a cannon shell leaving the barrel — drove upward in a fierce uppercut straight into the armpit gap Yan Long had exposed by throwing the elbow!

"Boom!"

The fist landed solidly!

Yan Long's movement froze for an instant, her body swaying almost imperceptibly — but that was all.

Using her extraordinary core control, Yan Long took the hit head-on, then exploited the huge opening Xia Qing had exposed after throwing the punch. Her other hand clamped onto Xia Qing's punching arm like an iron vise, her body cut in smoothly, and with a powerful twist of her waist and abdomen she executed a clean over-the-shoulder throw!

"Boom!"

Xia Qing crashed hard onto the ground. The tremendous impact turned her vision black, instantly squeezing all the air from her lungs. She couldn't muster a fraction of strength anymore, only gasping for breath.

Yan Long, whose breathing remained steady, pulled her up and gave an objective assessment: "Your taking-a-hit skills have improved a lot. That last read was very accurate. If this were on the battlefield, my arm would definitely be ruined."

A punch from a high-level Strength Evolver would absolutely mean a fracture.

Xia Qing, still panting, didn't let it go to her head. "If... you hadn't held back several times, I wouldn't... have had the chance to throw a punch at all."

Yan Long nodded, turned, and called out to Tan Qi, "Sister Qiqi."

"Yes!" Tan Qi stomped hard on the stone beneath her and launched herself forward like a black shadow.

Tan Qi, who had just turned eleven today, had already surpassed her father to become a Level 4.5 Speed Evolver. She studied and trained hard every day, improving at a tremendous pace.

When fighting Xia Qing, Yan Long had used sixty percent of her combat power; when fighting Tan Qi, she only used forty percent — so the two of them exchanged blows evenly.

Xia Qing, aching all over, sat propped against a rock, quickly adjusting her condition.

Little Eleven walked over to Xia Qing, looking at her with heartache in her eyes. Auntie Qing had just taken thirteen kicks and sixteen punches, and been thrown to the ground four times — she must be in tremendous pain.

Xia Qing smiled at the little one. "I'm not hurt, just out of strength... I'll be fine after resting a bit. Eleven, start loosening up your legs... In a bit, we're starting speed training."

Little Eleven obediently nodded and began stretching her little arms and legs beside Xia Qing using the methods taught at school.

"Boom!"

Yan Long set the unable-to-rise Tan Qi down beside Xia Qing, looked calmly at Wang Bo, and said, "You first."

"Yes, please instruct me generously, Auntie Yan."

As fellow Ability Users and classmates, Tan Qi, Wang Bo, and Lu Fangchun had become good friends. When the two learned that Yan Long had come to give Tan Qi special training, they applied to join as well.

Of course, their participation in Yan Long's special training, just like Xia Qing's, required payment.

Little Eleven didn't pay — because she was too young and hadn't yet had any Evolver abilities detected; she was just tagging along.

After Wang Bo and Lu Fangchun were also beaten to the ground, Yan Long gave each trainee an individual critique, pointed out their weaknesses, then rested on the spot for ten minutes before starting the endurance run.

Although Little Eleven, only six, had grown up in the Evolution Forest and was good at running, she was still young after all, and after three minutes she could no longer keep up with the group.

Before Xia Qing could even stop, Yan Long extended her hand toward this very unusual little girl. "Eleven, I'll carry you on my back."

Compared to the sharply magnetic Auntie Yan, Little Eleven would rather climb onto the gently magnetic Auntie Qing's back. But Auntie Qing had just taken a beating and her back was surely sore, so Eleven obediently thanked Auntie Yan and climbed onto her back.

Yan Long whipped out a binding strap to secure the little girl to her back and ran with the extra weight.

After running for a while, Xia Qing also took on a load. A little flat-top from Mountain 49, Zone Three, poked out of the trees and blocked the path, demanding food. Xia Qing simply hoisted the chubby little fellow onto her shoulders and ran all the way to Zone Eight, the territory of another male honey badger, before putting it down and letting the two of them fight it out.

Ever since it could no longer beat Boss Yang, the little flat-top had stopped going to the northern iron-net wall of Territory Three to provoke Boss Yang, and switched to challenging the other honey badgers on this stretch of mountain.

This honey badger in Zone Eight was its formidable rival. In just over a month, spring would arrive — whether the little flat-top could become a father depended on whether it could defeat this male honey badger in Zone Eight and win the heart of the female honey badger in the adjacent territory.

After finishing the morning's intensive training, Xia Qing — bruised purple and green, limping — returned to her own territory. After eating lunch and recovering, she drove to Territory Seven to play the generous benefactor.

"Third Brother, Yang Jin and the others, with the wolves' help, found the score cards and valuable supplies Deng Yufeng had hidden in an underground cave." Xia Qing pulled out two stacks of score cards. "This stack is your twenty-percent share — 59.356 million points total; these 20 million are my share — you take them too."

Zhang San's benevolence was almost saintly. "You don't need this much. Hui Three will transfer ten million over in the next couple of days, and Red Eleven will transfer five million as well."

Territory Seven's laboratory now had three partners: Hui Three, Red Eleven, and Xia Qing. Per the cooperation agreement, Hui Three invested forty million into Territory Seven annually, and Red Eleven invested twenty million — both paid quarterly.

Xia Qing's investment? No upper limit!

Hao Qing pushed the two stacks of score cards in front of her idol. "I've still got more on my end — you take these. Buy the best research equipment. When you spot promising researcher talent, recruit a few more to share your workload. From now on, all you have to do is wag your tongue. There are over twenty kinds of potions in here — I'd need you to appraise them for me."

After the appraisal, the four of them could split the proceeds properly.

"Good." Zhang San was even happier seeing the potions than the score cards, but he had a more pressing question. "How many points did Little Four get?"

"It got thirty percent: twenty million Yishi stones and over sixty-nine million points — all brought back to its territory." Xia Qing knew what her idol was worried about and answered, "Don't worry — they don't trust others, and these points won't be swindled away by other humans."

Zhang San was curious. "They don't trust Zhang Ten?"

Xia Qing answered sincerely, "Zhang Ten is my employee. She only handles consultations, not payments. I just reached an agreement with Old Four and the Broken-Waist Wolf last night — they've taken a stake in my clinic. Old Four is responsible for protecting Zhang Ten's safety, and Broken-Waist is Zhang Ten's assistant. The points Zhang Ten earns from consultations in the Evolution Forest, the three of us split sixty-twenty-twenty."

Zhang San...