Chaotic Battle Red Fish! Iron Skin Shows Might!

The two groups met in a derelict warehouse district west of the city.

The area was open, with piles of old wooden crates and bricks scattered around – a perfect spot for murder and arson.

The Red Fish Gang had already formed ranks, dressed in red tunics.

Leading them was a vice-leader of the Red Fish Gang, wielding twin axes with a brutish face.

"Zhao Tieshan, you brute, we're taking this shipment!"

The vice-leader let out an arrogant laugh.

"Bullshit!"

Zhao Tieshan didn't waste words. He swung his guisword and shouted, "Brothers, hack these red-skinned dogs to death!"

"Charge!!"

The shouts of battle filled the air.

The two groups collided instantly, splashing countless drops of blood.

The clash of weapons, screams, and curses intertwined into a symphony of death.

Lu Chen stood at the edge of the fray, not rushing into the core circle immediately.

That was the battlefield for Innate martial artists, where surging qi could kill anyone caught in the crossfire.

He set his sights on a minor leader of the Red Fish Gang.

The man was skilled with his saber, having just cut down a newcomer from the Black Water Gang and was now proudly looking for his next target.

"It's you."

Lu Chen pushed off the ground, his body darting out. His plain saber whistled through the air, aimed at the back of the minor leader's head.

"Sneaking an attack? You're looking to die!"

The minor leader reacted swiftly, judging the sound and position. He spun around, blocking the incoming strike.

The two blades met, sparks flying.

The minor leader felt a tremendous force surge through his saber hilt, numbing his hand and nearly making him drop his weapon.

"Such strength!"

He was horrified. Before he could readjust his stance, Lu Chen's second strike arrived.

This was Lu Chen's fighting style: simple, brutal, and unreasonable.

If he couldn't match skill with skill, he'd crush them with brute force!

"Innate divine strength?"

The minor leader gritted his teeth, forced to grip his saber with both hands to desperately parry Lu Chen's storm-like assault.

Lu Chen's expression was blank. Each strike was faster and more powerful than the last, forcing his opponent to retreat repeatedly.

Just then, a Red Fish Gang member suddenly attacked from the side.

Wielding an iron rod, he struck at Lu Chen's back while Lu Chen was between strikes.

"Careful!"

A brother from the Black Water Gang shouted nearby.

But Lu Chen seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He didn't dodge.

Because the minor leader had shown a momentary opening.

This was an opportunity to trade injury for victory!

The iron rod landed squarely on Lu Chen's back.

The attacker's face lit up with a hint of triumph; that blow was enough to break a person's spine!

However, the next moment, his smile froze.

Lu Chen's body merely shuddered. His back muscles bulged, and he forcefully absorbed the blow.

The "Iron Skin" trait!

Though it hurt terribly, his bones weren't broken!

Using the momentum, Lu Chen roared, his plain saber accelerating further, turning into a black lightning bolt.

Swoosh!

The minor leader's block was a half-beat too slow. He was struck in the shoulder, half his body split open, blood gushing out.

"You..."

The minor leader's eyes widened in disbelief as he fell.

Having dealt with his opponent, Lu Chen spun around, his cold eyes locking onto the attacker.

"Felt good, didn't it?"

Lu Chen tossed aside his now-chipped plain saber and charged forward.

The attacker, terrified by Lu Chen's imposing aura, turned to flee.

But Lu Chen wouldn't give him the chance.

He took a step forward, his large hand gripping the man's shoulder, fingers tightening.

Crack!

The shoulder blade shattered.

"Ah!!"

The man let out a piercing scream.

Lu Chen's expression was blank. His right palm became a blur, striking the opponent's chest with immense force.

Stone Crushing Palm!

The man's chest caved in. He spat out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, collapsing to the ground.

Two kills in a row!

Lu Chen's series of ruthless and swift actions shocked everyone around.

Friend and foe alike instinctively distanced themselves from this deadly force.

"Who is this kid? So fierce?"

Not far away, Brother Liu, who was still fighting, gasped as he witnessed the scene.

He had initially thought Lu Chen was just a strong, simple-minded youth, but he never expected him to be so brutal in combat. And that hardened body of his clearly showed he had proper training.

The battle raged on for half an hour.

As Zhao Tieshan cleaved the Red Fish Gang's second-in-command with a single saber strike, the Red Fish Gang finally couldn't hold on and began to rout.

"Don't pursue a cornered enemy!"

Zhao Tieshan panted, his body bearing several wounds, but his spirit was high.

"Clear the battlefield and find our goods! Tend to our injured brothers immediately!"

Lu Chen stopped, gasping for air.

His back burned fiercely. Although the blow hadn't broken any bones, it had definitely left a large bruise.

However, looking at the experience points flashing on his status panel, he felt it was worth it.

Real combat was always the fastest way to improve martial arts.

In that last fight, under the pressure of life and death, his Stone Crushing Palm had gained new insights, and its proficiency had increased significantly.

Lu Chen walked over to the corpse of the minor leader he had killed. While no one was paying attention, he skillfully began to search the body.

A heavy coin purse and a small, blood-stained booklet.

Lu Chen's heart stirred. He casually tucked the items into his clothes.

This was the "corpse looting" he had been looking for.

The money was secondary; that booklet might be some kind of martial arts manual?

"Lu Chen, are you alright?"

Brother Liu approached, looking at the bruise on Lu Chen's back with a newfound respect in his eyes.

"I'm fine, thick-skinned and tough. I can take a hit."

Lu Chen grinned, which, combined with the blood on his face, looked particularly ferocious.

"Good kid, you made a great contribution tonight. You killed a minor leader. I'll report it to the hall master truthfully."

Brother Liu patted Lu Chen's uninjured shoulder. "Go back and rest up. You won't need to take on any missions for the next few days."

"Thank you, Brother Liu."

Lu Chen cupped his fists.

This battle had not only established his reputation within the gang but also brought him tangible benefits.

More importantly, he had verified his own strength.

In this world that revered martial prowess, only the strong could earn respect.

Even within a gang, it was the same.