Silence fell over the stands.
On the surface, it seemed that Sun Lie and Wu Shuangren were evenly matched, with Sun Lie even having a slight advantage. But unexpectedly, the outcome was reversed in the blink of an eye, and the battle was decided!
No more than three people present could understand the subtlety of Wu Shuangren's sudden change of move.
"The Fist Academy wins the first match!"
Xie Jingshan stood up and announced loudly.
"Good!"
The standing militiamen cheered in unison, and the ten men raised their spears and brought them down heavily with a drum-like thud.
Thump!!!
Mo Zhengxing loosened his clenched fist, leaving red marks on his palm.
"Please invite the second member of the West River Gang to the stage."
Xie Jingshan looked at Li Ming.
Li Ming's face was gloomy.
Sun Lie's agility ranks second in the West River Gang, and combined with his swift knife skills, his combat strength is second only to the five leaders of the West River Gang.
Sun Lie thought that even if he lost, he could at least fight Wu Shuangren for more than a hundred moves, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even last thirty moves!
Li Ming turned around and looked at his subordinates behind him. Several of them lowered their heads and dared not meet his gaze.
"Ma Jun, this kid's Internal Skill isn't that strong. You go! Don't fight him with his moves, force him to fight head-on and test his Internal Skill!"
Li Ming gave an instruction to one of them.
"Yes!"
A tall, thin man stood up and walked towards the edge of the stands.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
With each step Ma Jun took, the wooden planks of the stands vibrated.
His skin turned rosy, veins bulged, and steam rose from his head!
In just a few short steps, Ma Jun had already pushed his Internal Skill to its limit!
"Such profound Internal Skill!"
Bai Jinhuan couldn't help but say.
He was most proud of his Internal Skill cultivation, and seeing Ma Jun's performance, he judged that the other party's Internal Skill was probably no less than his own.
Ma Jun took a step and easily leaped onto the ring.
By this time, people had already carried Sun Lie's body away.
Ma Jun stood opposite Wu Shuangren, stretched his legs, and his knees and ankles made a series of cracking sounds.
"Ma Jun of the West River Gang, please!"
Ma Jun cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
Wu Shuangren sized the other person up and down.
Ma Jun had long legs, wore black cloth shoes, and his black trousers were bulging, suggesting he was wearing something underneath.
This person is a master of using their legs.
Wu Shuangren made a judgment in his mind.
Although armor is not allowed in martial arts competitions, martial artists who practice fist and foot techniques can equip their fists and feet with protective gear to use as weapons.
"Please."
Wu Shuangren and assumed the starting stance of "Crouching Tiger".
Ma Jun did not rush to attack. He moved slowly around Wu Shuangren, his steps light and airy, as if he were walking on cotton, without making a sound.
As he circled around to Wu Shuangren's left, he suddenly moved. His right foot sprang up without warning, like a venomous snake darting out of the grass, its toe aimed straight for Wu Shuangren's left knee!
Wu Shuangren his left leg back to avoid the kick. But Ma Jun's leg technique was a series of consecutive kicks. When his right foot missed, his left foot followed closely behind, the instep pointed, like a sickle cutting grass, sweeping across Wu Shuangren's waist and ribs!
Wu Shuangren downwards in a slash.
Bang!
The Fish-Dragon Saber struck Ma Jun's calf with a muffled thud. Wu Shuangren felt a tremendous force come from the blade, and his arm went slightly numb.
This person has incredibly strong legs!
Furthermore, the opponent must have had iron bars strapped to both of their calves, which is why they were able to withstand the blade.
Ma Jun's kick was blocked, but he immediately followed up with his next kick, unleashing a barrage of kicks, one after another, like two iron whips lashing out at Wu Shuangren!
His leg techniques were wide and powerful, each kick accompanied by a whistling sound.
Wu Shuangren head-on, but chose to retreat, quickly reaching the edge of the arena.
A hint of joy flashed in Ma Jun's eyes. He stomped his right leg hard on the ground, breaking the wooden plank beneath him and causing it to cave in. Then, his left leg shot towards Wu Shuangren's chest like a cannonball!
Unlike most people, his left leg was the heaviest.
Wu Shuangren was backed against the flagpole in the corner of the arena, with nowhere left to retreat.
Just as Ma Jun's leg was about to hit his chest, the Fish-Dragon Saber slashed diagonally upwards, aiming for the opponent's thigh.
Ma Jun only had iron bars strapped to his calves; his thighs, being flesh and blood, couldn't withstand the blow.
But a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he didn't change his move at all, continuing to kick!
While Wu Shuangren might cripple one of his legs, Wu Shuangren would also inevitably be kicked off the stage and lose the match.
Ma Jun was actually willing to sacrifice one of his legs to ensure Wu Shuangren's defeat!
At the critical moment, Wu Shuangren suddenly turned to the side, his body falling straight to the right.
He dodged Ma Jun's kick, but it also affected his own sword strike. Ma Jun quickly retracted his leg, bent his knee, and blocked the incoming Fish-Dragon Saber in a one-legged stance.
Bang!
Sparks flew as Wu Shuangren struck the iron bar on the opponent's calf.
Without hesitation, Ma Jun continued to exert force, raising his left foot and stomping down hard on Wu Shuangren, who had completely lost his balance and was falling over.
If he were to step on it firmly, he could crush Wu Shuangren's chest completely with one stomp!
Just as Wu Shuangren's back was about to touch the ground, his right leg suddenly kicked off the flagpole in the corner.
With a snap, the flagpole was kicked in half by the immense force!
At the same time, Wu Shuangren slammed his left palm down onto the ground, leaving a dent in the wooden board with a loud crack!
Using these two forces, he shot forward like an arrow.
Bang!
brush--
The sound of Ma Jun's left foot breaking through the wooden plank and the sound of flesh being sliced by a blade rang out almost simultaneously.
However, just as Wu Shuangren brushed past Ma Jun, almost skimming the ground, he struck Ma Jun's right thigh, which was standing on one leg!
Wu Shuangren slammed his left palm on the ground again, and with the simultaneous exertion of his spine, his body sprang back up from the ground.
Ma Jun's thigh injury slowed his turn, and just as he turned, the Fish-Dragon Saber came slashing towards him, its ' Tiger Baleful Intent Severs the Soul ' cutting through his neck!
Whoosh--
A head flew off, and blood spurted out.
A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd watching below.
Wu Shuangren shook the blood off his Fish-Dragon Saber and turned to look at the stands.
Thump!
Behind him, Ma Jun's headless corpse fell off the stage.
"The Fist Academy wins the second match!"
Xie Jingshan's voice rang out again.
"Good!!!"
On the stage, the militiamen cheered in unison again and slammed their spears into the ground.
Wu Shuangren was just forced to the edge of the ring and then suddenly collapsed, looking like he was about to lose.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Wu Shuangren cleanly and decisively beheaded his opponent!
For our own people, this scene was absolutely thrilling!
On the West River Gang's side, the five leaders had grim expressions.
"Third brother, you go!"
Li Ming gritted his teeth and said.
Without saying a word, Zhao Kui, the third leader of the West River Gang, stood up, stretched his neck, and cracked his bones.
He took out a pair of iron boxing gloves from his pocket and slowly put them on.
Be careful.
Li Ming cautioned, "This kid's agility is superb; don't fall for his tricks."
Zhao Kui nodded and leaped onto the arena.
"The West River Gang, Zhao Kui!"
Zhao Kui's voice was low and deep.
Seeing that one of the five leaders of the West River Gang had finally stepped up, everyone in the stands and the onlookers perked up.
Wu Shuangren looked at Zhao Kui's hand.
Those hands were a whole size larger than normal, with a bluish-black color, like two iron plates. The fingers were short and thick, with protruding knuckles.
Zhao Kui practiced the "Stele-Splitting Hand," a relatively common martial art in the martial arts world, which wasn't particularly advanced.
However, Zhao Kui had a special physique, and his muscles and bones were particularly suited to this martial art. In addition, he had mastered some special power-generating techniques, so he secured his position as the third leader of the West River Gang with a seemingly ordinary "Stele-Splitting Hand".
Wu Shuangren switched the target of [Match for One Person] to Zhao Kui.
The flow of qi and blood within his body slowed down slightly, and the Internal Skill boost he received was not as strong as that of Ma Jun before.
This means that Zhao Kui's Internal Skill is weaker than Ma Jun's.
However, Wu Shuangren didn't care much about the Internal Skill enhancement he had received.
The night he ambushed the Mist Hidden Temple cavalry outside the city, his "Method of One Person" improved to a new level.
Later, he fought against Liao Yu and Wu Dongrong, who were riding horses, every day.
Before coming to West River Market, Wu Shuangren secretly tested his internal energy cultivation with a stone lock. He estimated that his current Internal Skill cultivation level had reached the peak of the Eighth Rank, close to the Seventh Rank rank!
Theoretically speaking, regardless of whether Wu Shuangren possesses Internal Skill or not, his Internal Skill would be elevated to a level second only to his opponents when facing Sun Lie, Ma Jun, and others, making no difference to him.
However, the combat power he unleashed when wielding Internal Skill at the same level was completely different from that of someone who didn't know Internal Skill and someone Internal Skill was already close to the Seventh Rank!
The higher one's Internal Skill cultivation level, the more one can control the enhanced and higher-level Internal Skill, and unleash greater combat power.
Therefore, compared to defeating Wei Laohei and Luo You in the past, Wu Shuangren's victory over Sun Lie and Ma Jun today was faster and easier!
The Three Ultimates Tiger Baleful Intent Saber and the Cloud Tide Returning Wave Steps were originally two unrelated martial arts, and the Cloud Tide Returning Wave Steps was clearly more suitable for use in conjunction with swordsmanship.
However, with the enhancement of [Match for One Person], Wu Shuangren improved these two martial arts in the two battles just now, combining them almost perfectly!
Even before winning today's competition, this achievement had already brought Wu Shuangren great joy.
Therefore, he was quite looking forward to Zhao Kui bringing him more pressure.
He casually set up a knife stand and beckoned to Zhao Kui:
"Come!"
PS: This chapter is also a two-in-one.