Close-Quarters Combat

Seeing this, Xiao Wang immediately retreated behind the vehicle to avoid the enemy's gunfire.

At his current speed, he could barely dodge bullets.

When the eight attackers saw Xiao Wang retreat, several of them sneered. "They said the people delivering the goods were all experts. Looks like this guy's just a coward."

Linghu Ke and Zhang Jian, who had seen the situation here, also dashed over and took cover behind the second vehicle.

Before long, the two sides clashed.

Sister Hua wanted to raise her gun and take aim, but figures from both sides were darting about, and she could no longer tell friend from foe.

A Qiang, Xiang Menqing, and Ding Hanlin were in the same predicament. They held up their pistols and aimed for ages, yet could not find an opening.

At the same time, gunfire continued to ring out.

Xiao Wang shouted to Sister Hua, "Sister Hua, Brother Qiang, take out the ones with guns first."

As he spoke, he wrapped up the bullets and threw them to Sister Hua.

Sister Hua caught the bullets and assessed the situation. When it came to close-quarters fighting with fists and feet, she knew she would not be much help, so she followed Xiao Wang's instructions and led A Qiang and the other two to deal with the remaining four gunmen.

For a time, the dull thuds of fists and kicks mingled with the bangs of firearms, echoing throughout the forest.

In the firefight, Sister Hua's powerful weapon and superb marksmanship quickly took down two of the four men on the other side.

Just as she was preparing to aim at the third gunman, two of the eight close-combat enemies broke away and charged straight at Sister Hua and the other four.

Seeing this, Xiang Menqing immediately raised his gun and fired. But the distance was too short, and the two martial artists moved with incredible speed. With a few sidesteps, they dodged the shots and reached them.

One of them gripped a dagger and rushed straight at Xiang Menqing. Xiang Menqing was shocked and began firing with his pistol, but none of the shots hit. Several nearly struck his own people instead. The enemy was completely unharmed and had already closed in on him.

Although he had learned some hand-to-hand combat, he could crush ordinary people. Against someone on the martial path, though, he was far outmatched.

His magazine was quickly emptied, and he had no time to reload. He could only swing the pistol down hard, aiming the butt at the man's head.

But the enemy was much faster. Just as Xiang Menqing swung down, the man drove a fist upward at his elbow joint.

Their forces collided.

Crack.

Xiang Menqing's right arm bent forward directly at the elbow.

It was broken.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out.

But the martial artist did not stop. Amid Xiang Menqing's screams, the dagger in his hand was already slashing toward his carotid artery.

Xiang Menqing was horrified, but his reaction speed could not keep up. Dodging was no longer possible.

Fortunately, Ding Hanlin raised his pistol and fired several times.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Though he failed to hit the man, he forced him back a fair distance.

The other martial artist charged directly at Sister Hua.

When he saw the sniper rifle in Sister Hua's hands, his eyes flashed. He knew it was the greatest threat, and he also knew it was a valuable weapon.

In close combat, a sniper rifle did not even have the advantage of a pistol. It was worse than a wooden stick, since a stick could at least be swung freely. A sniper rifle, on the other hand, was so heavy that even using it as an iron bar was awkward.

The martial artist closed in on Sister Hua in a few strides, then drove two heavy punches into her abdomen. Sister Hua doubled over in pain.

Then the martial artist pressed down on Sister Hua's head, preparing to snap her neck.

Seeing this, A Qiang immediately opened fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Only then did the martial artist let go of Sister Hua and dodge aside.

But at that moment, the two remaining gunmen on the other side rushed forward and shot A Qiang in the shoulder.

The four of them were being attacked from both sides. The situation was critical.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wang, Zhang Jian, and Linghu Ke were facing six enemies, yet they were not at a disadvantage in the slightest. Of course, most of the credit went to Linghu Ke and Zhang Jian.

Xiao Wang observed for a moment and saw that Zhang Jian had also cultivated a leg-combat technique to the level of "Divine."

Anyone Zhang Jian kicked needed quite some time to recover.

"Second Senior Brother, hold these men off for me. I'm going to break the siege."

At Xiao Wang's shout, Linghu Ke immediately stepped forward and blocked the two martial artists entangling Xiao Wang.

After breaking free, Xiao Wang dashed over to Sister Hua and the others. At that moment, the man who had attacked Sister Hua had already closed in on her again, his fist nearing her temple.

Just as Sister Hua felt his fist brush against her skin, Xiao Wang drove a punch directly into the man's humerus.

Boom!

Only because the man was a martial artist did his humerus not shatter under that punch.

After the strike, Xiao Wang continued to use the Tiger Guard Fist and fought with all his strength.

The man he was facing was the same one who had called him a coward when he retreated earlier.

Seeing that it was Xiao Wang, the man did not lower his guard, but he still did not think much of him.

On the martial path, talent was important, but so were years of practice and accumulated experience.

Seeing that Xiao Wang was only eighteen or nineteen, the man believed there was no way he could compete with over a decade of his own training.

But in the next second, he realized that he had underestimated his opponent.

Xiao Wang threw a punch, and he met it head-on. When their fists collided, the Tiger Guard Fist was powerful and heavy, already carrying a distinct "Divine" essence, while its follow-up force surged like a tidal wave.

He naturally recognized it as a breathing technique.

Such powerful force.

After that inward exclamation, his expression immediately turned grave. He knew the young man before him was not the coward he had imagined, but a formidable opponent.

He began facing him seriously as well.

Xiao Wang did not hold back in the slightest. A Tiger Guard Fist shot toward the man's face with tremendous speed.

The man sidestepped, gathered force in his right hand, and swiftly launched a punch toward Xiao Wang's abdomen. Xiao Wang glanced at the bead in his mind and saw that its color was still very light, so he did not dodge. He allowed the man's fist to slam into his abdomen.

Boom!

At the same time, his own fist struck out with full force. An uppercut targeted the chin, while a side punch smashed toward the temple. Every blow went for the man's vital points.

The man was startled by Xiao Wang's suicidal style of fighting without evasion.

"What the hell kind of fighting style is this?!"

Even while attacking, he had no choice but to devote most of his attention to defense.

At first, he could still attack and defend at the same time. But later, he could only defend, because he discovered that his attacks seemed to have little effect on Xiao Wang. No matter how hard he hit, Xiao Wang seemed to have no reaction at all, not even a pained expression.

What the hell is wrong with this kid? Does he not feel pain?

He thought as he defended, retreating step by step.

Sister Hua and A Qiang watched Xiao Wang with equal shock in their eyes.

"This fighting style is way too brutal. The key is that he's brutal to himself."

Both of them could not help shuddering. They had never seen anyone so ruthless toward himself.

On the enemy's side, defeat was already showing. Between two martial artists of similar strength, it was nearly impossible for one side to win by relying solely on defense.

As Xiao Wang watched the bead in his mind grow darker and darker, the force of his attacks continuously increased. Soon, a side hook landed squarely on the man's temple. At the instant it made contact, Xiao Wang deliberately protruded the second knuckle of his middle finger.

When the punch landed, the man's temple caved in on the spot.

His vision went black, the world spun, and he fell.

Seeing this, A Qiang immediately stepped forward and fired two shots into the man's forehead, sending him on his way.

After taking down one man, Xiao Wang immediately turned his gaze to the other. At that moment, the man was driving a dagger toward Xiang Menqing's heart.