Robert Carter's arm went numb and instantly lost all sensation. He tried to pull his hand back, but it was far less agile than usual. His pulse gate was gripped tightly, making it impossible to gather his true energy, and his whole body began to weaken. Clearly, there was still a large reserve of energy stored in his meridians—he was just one step away from reaching the level of condensing a Qi Spring—but with his pulse gate locked, he couldn't release any of it.

Damn it! If he had already condensed his Qi Spring, even with his pulse gate held, he would still be able to summon his true energy! He could counterattack!

Henry Carter clamped down on Robert Carter's pulse gate, his five fingers focusing true energy and tightening their grip! At the same time, his left hand reached through the iron window, steadily catching the wooden bowl filled with porridge that had been tossed into the air.

Robert Carter immediately felt as if his arm was being crushed by iron pincers, a piercing pain rapidly spreading up his arm. He couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Ah!"

"Yi... Yi... Henry Carter! What are you trying to do?"

Robert Carter's body began to go limp from the pain, and his voice trembled. His eyes, filled with resentment, stared at Henry Carter, unable to believe that Henry Carter was actually cultivating two of the family's ultimate techniques at the same time.

[Iron Scroll of Blade and Shield] and [Spear-Sword Battle Art] were the two strongest ultimate techniques of the Yi family! Many talented martial artists would choose only one to practice, and even then, could not fully master it in a lifetime. Cultivating both at once? Besides the family head and a few elders, wasn't it only the once-in-a-generation genius William Carter who had done so?

Another one! Someone else cultivating both ultimate techniques at the same time!

Robert Carter was unwilling to accept this! How could his opponent's changes in technique be so fast? So agile? I have also spent years diligently practicing both Small Grappling Hand and the Spear-Sword Battle Art! How long has he been learning martial arts? His true energy is nowhere near as strong as mine, so how can his technique transitions be so much more exquisite than mine? The family head must have secretly taught him a lot, right? Otherwise, how could he possibly beat me?

Small Grappling Hand and the Spear-Sword Battle Art can actually be combined like this? Henry Carter was a bit surprised. Over the past year, aside from diligently cultivating his internal energy, he had also trained hard in martial techniques. He even dreamed of practicing fists and kicks. In the recent fight, he didn't even have time to think—his body just reacted instinctively.

"Xiao Li, it's never too late for anything in this world. As long as you truly work hard, you can definitely do it! In this world, the thing to fear most is someone who is serious, someone who persists! Remember, the fist can adapt to all changes, and martial arts reveal the true self."

William Carter's advice from his hospital bed echoed once again in Henry Carter's ears.

The fist can adapt to all changes, and martial arts reveal the true self.

Henry Carter savored his brother's words, all while facing the repeatedly threatening Robert Carter.

"Henry Carter!"

Robert Carter mustered all his strength and roared again, interrupting his thoughts: "Aren't you going to let go? Do you want to keep being locked up?"

"Locked up?" Henry Carter's contemplative eyes suddenly lit up, a cold glint flashing deep in his pupils. "You were right before, I am very calm. You insulted my big brother and provoked James Carter, yet escaped the family's punishment. You must feel pretty pleased with yourself, right? Proud of your cleverness?"

Hearing Henry Carter's voice grow colder and colder, Robert Carter felt a chill in his bones, goosebumps rising all over his body. What was this Henry Carter, who had kept a low profile and never caused trouble for a whole year, planning to do? He never seemed scary before, so why did he seem so terrifying now?

"Locked up? I'm really so afraid of being locked up! But..." A ruthless look flashed across Henry Carter's face. "If breaking your arm only means being locked up and taking a beating, then that's a pretty good deal."

Break his arm? Robert Carter's eyes widened in shock, and a wave of excruciating pain shot through his arm. "Henry Carter, you wouldn't dare..."

Crack!

In the quiet corridor of the confinement room, a chilling sound of bone snapping suddenly rang out, followed by... Robert Carter's agonized screams echoing through the entire cell.

James Carter stared blankly at Robert Carter through the iron window, unable to believe what he was seeing. His arm was broken? Brother Li really didn't hold back!

The agonized wails pierced through the thick iron door, drawing the attention of the guards stationed at the confinement room.

The guards rushed into the corridor, immediately shocked by the scene before them!

A hand reached out from Henry Carter's room, casually gripping Robert Carter's arm, while Robert Carter's arm was twisted in a horrifying, unnatural direction. He was kneeling on the ground in pain, screaming nonstop.

What happened? What just occurred? How did Robert Carter's arm get broken by Henry Carter?

The two guards exchanged glances, seeing the same shock and confusion in each other's eyes. Why did Henry Carter attack Robert Carter? And wasn't Robert Carter about to condense his Qi Spring? He was at the true peak of the Qi Activation stage, and his true energy was far stronger than Henry Carter's!

As for technique? The two guards were even more baffled. Robert Carter had been practicing martial arts since he was six, nearly ten years now. Though his talent wasn't great, a decade of hard training should count for something. How could he be subdued by Henry Carter?

"Ah!"

Robert Carter screamed again, snapping the two guards out of their thoughts. Now was not the time to ponder these questions—they had to save Robert Carter first.

"Let go! Let go! Let go!"

The two guards rushed forward, channeling their true energy into their fingers. Their strength instantly surpassed Henry Carter's, and they quickly separated the two entangled figures.

Chapter 10: The Precious Iron Staff