Chapter 427: Don’t fight anymore.

If things truly returned to normal, how would these people face those giant beasts and monsters?

Would they rely on those Modified Humans?

Liang Yu didn’t think they were that kind-hearted.

If they were willing to shelter ordinary citizens, they wouldn’t have turned around and invaded Qu Baoguo and his people.

Furthermore, it was clear that this group held strong grudges; Su Lan had just told him about it yesterday, and the very next day, he discovered the team of Modified Humans heading out for revenge.

Liang Yu didn’t have much goodwill towards such people.

He glanced at the time; it wasn’t early anymore, and he figured Su Lan and An Jintong should be awake by now.

He unhurriedly went to Su Lan’s room on the third floor and symbolically knocked on the door.

“Thump-thump.”

“Thump-thump-thump.”

He heard rhythmic knocking, but received no reply from inside.

At this moment, Liang Yu had only one thought: could these two still be asleep?

So, more vigorous knocking resounded again. Liang Yu thought that even if they weren’t awake, Yi Yi, with her regular routine, should have heard it.

A few minutes later, Liang Yu opened Su Lan’s door and then believed that she wasn’t still asleep; on the contrary, she was awake but not in the room.

The problem was, he had also glanced into the laboratory on his way, and hadn’t seen any sign of them, so he was very curious where these three—two adults and one child—could have gone.

As he pondered, he suddenly thought of something.

Last night, he had accidentally created that body-strengthening medicine for Su Lan, and that gave Liang Yu a clue.

He gently closed Su Lan’s door, turned, and left, his footsteps echoing in the quiet corridor.

With a certain premonition in his heart, he walked directly towards a certain direction on the third floor.

His destination was the training room on the third floor, which had been abandoned and unused for a long time.

Before he even got close, he could faintly hear movement from inside, just as he had guessed; the two of them had already started sparring.

Liang Yu was very curious about one thing: after using that medicine, could An Jintong’s ordinary human body contend with Su Lan’s serpent-transformed body?

With curiosity, he pushed open the training room door, and sure enough, the three—two adults and one child—were inside.

In the training room, Su Lan and An Jintong moved with agile grace, trading blows in a fierce sparring match.

Su Lan’s movements were nimble, her attacks swift and powerful, her fists whistling through the air, each move carrying formidable force.

An Jintong was equally impressive, responding calmly, skillfully deflecting Su Lan’s attacks, her defense airtight, and occasionally finding openings to swiftly counterattack.

Their movements flowed like water, their offense and defense seamlessly transitioning, showcasing their deep foundation and making one’s blood boil just watching.

Beside them, the little girl Yi Yi’s eyes were wide as copper bells, filled with admiration and longing.

She stared intently at the two figures in the arena, her small mouth slightly agape, occasionally letting out gasps of amazement as they moved.

Her feet unconsciously bounced lightly, and her hands gestured in the air, as if she herself were immersed in this exciting sparring match.

An Jintong and Su Lan faced each other, neither noticing Liang Yu’s quiet arrival.

Initially, they were still verbally sparring, sparks flying in their exchanged glances. An Jintong subtly raised her chin, a faint smile playing on her lips, while Su Lan’s brows were slightly furrowed, her gaze sharp, equally unwilling to back down.

However, they gradually became more and more serious, and the exchange between them quickly transformed into a pure clash of strength.

An Jintong was the first to attack, her figure like lightning, lunging towards Su Lan, her right fist carrying a whistling wind.

Su Lan was no less, sidestepping and simultaneously raising her arm to block, followed by a spinning kick aimed directly at An Jintong.

The two exchanged blows, fists and feet meeting, the dull thud of impacts echoing in the air.

Their movements were swift and powerful, every move and every stance unleashed without holding back.

Soon, Yi Yi, watching from the side, also noticed that something was off with the two of them; they no longer looked like they were just sparring, but rather fighting with full force, more like testing their physical limits.

But what did this little girl Yi Yi know about such things? She only noticed that something was wrong with the two of them, and without even thinking much, she abruptly rushed forward, shouting loudly.

“Stop fighting!!!”

But the two of them were in the thick of it, so engrossed that they didn’t pay much attention, and didn’t hold back. When they finally reacted, they saw Yi Yi caught between them.

Their fists were about to strike the little girl. If she took a punch from both of them, Yi Yi would likely die on the spot, and Liang Yu could already announce the funeral feast.

Just at this critical moment, Liang Yu made his move.

Liang Yu extended both hands to his waist, palms together, right hand above, left hand below, palms facing upwards, fingers spread.

This was the Time Stop Technique—Zen Meditation Seal, which could briefly stop the flow of time within a specified range.

The area where he paused time was between Su Lan, An Jintong, and Yi Yi.

At this moment, Su Lan and An Jintong were both throwing extremely fierce punches at each other, with no intention of defending; in Liang Yu’s eyes, it was purely a mutual beatdown.

Yi Yi, fearless, rushed directly into the middle of the two, and was indeed hit by a punch from each of them.

If Liang Yu hadn’t been there, even Su Lan’s recovery spray probably wouldn’t have saved the little girl.

After pausing time, Liang Yu directly swapped Su Lan and An Jintong’s positions before releasing the Zen Meditation Seal.

When time resumed, Yi Yi remained between the two, just as before, her hands outstretched to the sides, trying to block them.

However, what Yi Yi imagined didn’t happen; Su Lan and An Jintong’s fists didn’t land on her. At this point, she looked up with some unease.

She found that Su Lan and An Jintong were several meters away from her.

The two, realizing what had happened, also felt a surge of fear; they had almost killed the little girl just now, especially Su Lan.

Her fist was aimed directly at Yi Yi’s small head.

Even the head of an Underground Monster could be shattered by her with one punch, like a watermelon, let alone Yi Yi’s.

Su Lan and An Jintong’s faces instantly turned pale, cold sweat trickling down their foreheads.

Su Lan quickly ran over and hugged her; she had been with Yi Yi for so long, to say she had no feelings would be a lie.

Su Lan said with a trembling voice,

“Yi Yi, I’m sorry.”

An Jintong also looked full of remorse, her eyes red; she had gotten carried away just now, losing control, and almost caused an accident.

Yi Yi looked at their self-reproaching expressions, and there was a hint of lingering fear in her eyes, but now she was acting like a little adult, continuously comforting Su Lan, who was holding her.