Swords and spears clashed, sparks flying. Han Tieshan's spear thrust was extremely powerful, causing Wu Shuangren's arm to go numb.
The opponent's Internal Skill cultivation is even higher than Ma Jun's!
Han Tieshan withdrew his spear and thrust again, this time with three consecutive thrusts, each aimed at the throat, heart, and lower abdomen—three vital points.
Wu Shuangren unleashed the Cloud Tide Returning Wave Steps, his figure rising and falling like the tide, weaving and dodging amidst the shadows of spears.
Han Tieshan consistently maintained a distance of about one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) between himself and the enemy, which was the optimal attack range for the spear.
An inch longer, an inch stronger!
Han Tieshan exemplified this statement perfectly.
He has practiced marksmanship for over thirty years, honing every move through countless trials!
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than thirty blows.
Wu Shuangren remained on the defensive, seemingly suppressed by Han Tieshan's iron spear and unable to retaliate.
But neither Han Tieshan himself nor the West River Gang members in the stands believed that Han Tieshan had the victory in his grasp.
Forty-third move.
Han Tieshan thrust his Wu Shuangren's heart, but Wu Shuangren dodged it by sidestepping. Just as Han Tieshan was about to thrust again, Wu Shuangren suddenly took a step forward, his body seemingly pulled by an invisible rope, tracing an arc and cutting into the inside of the spear shaft.
Han Tieshan withdrew his spear and retreated, but Wu Shuangren was even faster. The Fish-Dragon Saber slid upwards along the spear shaft, its blade slicing straight at Han Tieshan's hands that were gripping the spear!
Han Tieshan exerted force with both arms, causing the gun to shudder violently in an attempt to deflect the slashing blade.
Almost simultaneously, Wu Shuangren changed the direction of his blade, switching from a slashing motion to a horizontal strike.
Bang!
The blade slammed heavily onto the spear, causing the impact to become even more violent.
Han Tieshan's expression changed, his arm muscles tensed as he forcefully steadied the gun while simultaneously retreating rapidly.
But Wu Shuangren was even faster, combining the "Wind Follows the Tiger's Roar's Roar" move with the Cloud Tide Returning Wave Steps, leaping forward and slashing down with his sword!
Han Tieshan hurriedly twisted his waist and turned around, sweeping his iron spear horizontally to the left.
But Wu Shuangren's move was a feint. He changed his footwork again and instantly stopped his forward momentum. It was as if an invisible line was pulling him back from behind!
He dodged the sweeping spear, then leaped to Han Tieshan's right, still ' the Wind Follows the Tiger's Roar '!
A strong gust of wind rushed towards him. Wu Shuangren's change of move was too fast and too unpredictable. Han Tieshan's iron spear, which was sweeping to the left, could not be withdrawn in time, and he could only lean back to dodge.
Brush!
The blade flashed, tearing a gash in Han Tieshan's right chest, leaving a bloody gash on his skin.
Han Tieshan hurriedly retreated, simultaneously pulling back his iron spear and sweeping it horizontally to the right.
But Wu Shuangren was no longer giving him a chance.
Once he successfully closed in, the Fish-Dragon Saber clung to Han Tieshan like a leech, constantly slapping, pressing, picking, and deflecting with the blade to disrupt Han Tieshan's spear thrust.
Every inch shorter, every inch more dangerous!
Han Tieshan was forced to retreat repeatedly, his iron spear struggling to defend itself, its movements becoming disorganized.
In the stands, Li Ming suddenly stood up, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter those two words.
In the brief moment that the leader hesitated, Wu Shuangren had already forced Han Tieshan to abandon his weapon on the arena!
A flicker of despair crossed Han Tieshan's eyes, and in this life-or-death moment, his final ferocity erupted. He threw away his iron spear, abandoning his defenses and leaving himself wide open, and unleashed both fists at Wu Shuangren's face!
Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!
But Wu Shuangren was prepared. The moment Han Tieshan threw his fist after abandoning his spear, he dodged to the left to avoid the incoming double punches, while simultaneously slashing upwards with his Fish-Dragon Saber.
Whirling Gale Shocks the Mountain!
The blade flashed like a cold moon, slicing across Han Tieshan's throat.
Han Tieshan remained in the punching stance, his eyes wide open, a final trace of ferocity still lingering on his face, but his throat had been cut open, and blood gushed out!
Fourth Brother!
"Fourth brother!"
In the stands, several West River Gang stood up in grief and indignation.
Thump!
Han Tieshan's knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the ring, falling forward and crashing heavily onto the wooden plank. Blood quickly spread beneath him, staining a large patch of the plank red.
Han Tieshan, the fourth leader of the West River Gang, is dead!
The entire hall fell silent.
Han Tieshan is the first person today to exchange more than fifty Wu Shuangren.
He was also the first high-ranking member of the West River Gang to die in the arena!
Xie Jingshan stood up, his expression somewhat complicated, and announced again:
"Fourth match, the Fist Academy wins!"
Wu Shuangren won four games in a row by himself.
This was an outcome that no one had anticipated!
"Good--!!!"
The militiamen cheered again, their eyes filled with admiration as they looked at their leader.
In the stands, Li Ming clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. His face turned from ashen to deathly pale, and his chest heaved violently.
Chen Xiao's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Wu Shuangren on the arena, his gaze filled with venom. He desperately wanted to rush onto the stage to avenge his brothers and bring glory to his gang. But the fear surging from the depths of his heart made his legs feel like lead, preventing him from moving even half a step forward!
"Fourth brother..."
Zhao Kui clutched his chest, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes.
Du Jianghe was already somewhat panicked and subconsciously looked at Li Ming.
At this moment, the rest of the West River Gang members, including those on the stands and the onlookers below, all turned their attention to Li Ming.
Given the current situation, only the ' Scarlet Blood Saber, ' the most skilled fighter in the West River Gang, can step in.
Only if he intervenes will there be a last chance to salvage the situation.
Li Ming clenched his fists, staring intently at Wu Shuangren on the stage.
I thought the opponent was my biggest weakness, but I didn't expect to kick a hornet's nest!
Li Ming possessed the highest martial arts skills, so he could see things more clearly than the rest of the West River Gang present.
In his first encounter with Sun Lie, Wu Shuangren's Internal Skill only barely reached the Fourth Rank rank.
However, when facing opponents with even stronger Internal Skill, such as Ma Jun and Han Tieshan, Wu Shuangren's Internal Skill also became even stronger!
Moreover, the opponent's swordsmanship and footwork were becoming increasingly formidable.
Li Ming, of course, did not believe in the possibility of a breakthrough on the spot, so he thought Wu Shuangren was deliberately showing weakness.
To win four matches in a row and still be able to hold on with ease, while conserving strength, suggests that the opponent is very likely First Rate- tier expert!
This speculation plunged Li Ming into an icy abyss!
On the arena, Wu Shuangren stood silently with his knife, awaiting his next opponent.
Finally, Li Ming moved.
Everyone thought he was going to go on stage, but he spoke instead:
"The West River Gang concedes defeat in today's duel."
These words were spoken softly, yet they struck like a thunderbolt!
Everyone was stunned.
Did the West River Gang admit defeat outright?
' Scarlet Blood Saber ' Li Ming actually dared not step onto the stage!
Chen Xiao abruptly turned to look at Li Ming, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Big brother! You—"
"Shut up!"
Li Ming let out a low growl, interrupting Chen Xiao.
He looked at Xie Jingshan, who was equally astonished, and repeated in a hoarse voice, "The West River Gang admits defeat."
On the arena, Wu Shuangren somewhat disappointed.
The most perfect ending would undoubtedly be to kill the leader of the West River Gang directly on the stage.
However, the other party surrendered without a fight and chose to admit defeat. From then on, the prestige of the West River Gang plummeted, and this enemy was no longer so formidable.
Xie Jingshan took a deep breath, suppressed his shock, and announced loudly:
"The Fist Academy has emerged victorious in today's competition!"
"According to the bet, the five hundred strings of cash belong to the Fist Academy!"
"No member of the West River Gang shall ever set foot in the Fist Academy again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the militiamen at the Fist Academy erupted in thunderous cheers.
Everyone stared at the young man standing on the platform, knife in hand.
He won four consecutive matches, killing three and injuring one of his opponents, including two leaders of the West River Gang.
In the end, even the ' Scarlet Blood Saber ' Li Ming was so frightened that he dared not go on stage and directly admitted defeat!
In the stands, Xie Jingshan, Zhang He, and Luo Heng all felt a sense of apprehension.
Whether they want to admit it or not—
From this day forward, the title of the number one expert in West River Market will belong to Wu Shuangren!
Today, the Fist Academy that overwhelmed the West River Gang has also achieved a remarkable leap, stepping on the West River Gang to rise to the top and truly establishing itself in West River Market!
71 After the game
After the martial arts West River Market was like a pot of boiling water that had finally reached its peak.
That evening, a long line stretched from the entrance of the Fist Academy all the way to the end of the main street, the light of the lanterns reflecting on the heads of the thronging people, a dense, dark mass!
Mo Zhengxing stood at the second-floor window, looking down with a broad smile on his face.
"Start construction tomorrow, tear down the back hall!"
He confidently instructed his assistant, "Cover the back of the ring with a cloth. Construction can begin at the back, but the boxing matches in the front will proceed as scheduled."
"Yes."
The waiter nodded and made a note of it.
Wu Shuangren smiled to himself.
In today's competition, the green stats on his Traits increased even more. Most importantly, he perfectly combined the Three Ultimates Tiger Baleful Intent Saber and Cloud Tide Returning Wave Steps using these Traits, enhancing both martial arts!
This also made Wu Shuangren realize that it's not necessary to fight stronger opponents one-on-one to improve one's martial arts skills; the right opponent is the most important.
In terms of threat level, none of the four people Wu Shuangren fought today posed as much of a threat as Wu Dongrong on horseback!
However, against Wu Dongrong, Wu Shuangren's enhancement was that he could better utilize the Cloud Tide Returning Wave Steps and perfect the technique of deflecting force.
Today, when he needs to defeat opponents with different styles, the combination of swordsmanship and footwork becomes very important.
'When Father is on horseback, the real threat he poses is only in that fleeting exchange, requiring no overly complex countermeasures. It's the opponents like Han Tieshan and his men today who demand a much higher level of tactical variation.'
Wu Shuangren habitually conducted a 'post-match debriefing,' recalling the various details of today's competition.
"The West River Gang probably won't let this go easily. We need to be more vigilant. You can continue that night raid drill you organized."
After giving instructions to the waiter, Mo Zhengxing suddenly turned to Wu Shuangren with a serious expression.
Just a moment ago they were full of high spirits, and now they're starting to worry about the future.
Wu Shuangren discovered that this Third Master Mo was a typical pessimist, always able to be happy for no more than three seconds before starting to worry about the future.