Not only had Gu Jingman realized the problem, but the other three influences had also realized the problem. The Triad Gang's leader, Du Pingsheng, had a cold expression. He had thought that only Gu Jingman had a problem, but he had not expected the Black Leopard Gang to be involved as well. Among the five influences, two of them were like this. How could they win the underground fight?
Jiang Guhuai and Widow Wang only furrowed their brows. Their expressions were not as bad as Du Pingsheng's. The organizers of this underground fight had always been the Fei Ying Sect and the Triad Gang. The two of them had only agreed to participate in this underground fight because of morality and justice. As for the outcome of the underground fight, they did not care at all.
The Three-Pass Group's drug trafficking in the Hua Dong region had nothing to do with them. As long as there was no conflict of interest, there was no need to fight to the death.
"What a good Feng Yuan. Just now, when you reprimanded Gu Jingman, I thought you were righteous. I did not expect you to be a selfish person."
Du Pingsheng clenched his fists tightly. His face was full of resentment.
"Senior Yuan Kuang, I'm afraid the burden of this underground fight will be on you. If you lose, I'm afraid you will also lose this underground fight. "
Du Pingsheng sighed and cupped his fists at an old man in a Tang suit beside him as he said respectfully.
Now, the two of them had been defeated. Gu Jingman, who had originally been regarded as the backbone, had changed her mind at the last minute. As for Widow Wang's Red Sparrow Gang, they could not be counted on at all. Thus, only the Triad Gang could make a difference in this underground fight.
But the Triad Gang could only send out Senior Yuan Kuang alone. How could he fight against the Yamaguchi-gumi?
"Don't worry, Sect Leader Du. I understand. I will do my best."
Yuan Kuang sighed. He did not want the Yamaguchi-gumi's drugs to reach Hua Xia, so he had agreed to Du Pingsheng's participation in the underground fight. But now, he could only do his best. He did not dare to make any guarantees.
In the third match, the Red Sparrow Gang was sent out on the side of the five influences.
The person sent out by the Red Sparrow Gang was an ancient martial art practitioner. However, his cultivation was only at the beginning stage of the Sea of Qi realm. In just a few moves, he was defeated by the middle-aged martial art practitioner from the Yamaguchi-gumi.
Just as Du Pingsheng had thought, the Red Sparrow Gang could not be counted on. Among the five influences, the Red Sparrow Gang was the weakest. Widow Wang's attitude towards this underground fight was not firm. Naturally, she would not do her best.
One person from Yamaguchi-gumi had already defeated three people from the five major forces.
"I knew it. We can't count on them for this underground fight."
Although the influence of the Red Sparrow Society was the smallest among the five big influences, it was impossible for them to only send out ancient martial art practitioners at the beginning stage of the Sea of Qi Realm. It was obvious that they had not given their all.
"So, you are counting on me?" Mo Wen said with a faint smile.
"It's good to have someone to count on. I've said it before. With me around, we'll definitely win this underground fight. "Gu Jingman smiled like a flower.
"Could it be that you have the ability to predict the future? If I don't appear on the cruise ship, who do you expect to go? "
Mo Wen said, amused. She spoke as though she had already grasped the situation, but he had only met Gu Jingman halfway. If he didn't appear, wouldn't Gu Jingman's previous promise be nonsense?
"Tsk, if I can't count on you, can't I count on someone else?" Gu Jingman spat.
For the fourth match, it was the Triad Gang's turn.
"Senior Yuan Kuang's strength isn't weak. He isn't any weaker than Elder Chen. He should be able to defeat one of them." Gu Jingman said softly. The leader of the Triad Gang was open and aboveboard. He had even invited this person to participate in this underground fight.
"Not necessarily." Mo Wen shook his head.
"Do you think that the middle-aged martial arts practitioner from Yamaguchi-gumi can win?"
Gu Jingman frowned. Senior Yuan Kuang had quite a reputation in their circle. His cultivation was second only to the martial arts practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm. He was stronger than the normal martial arts practitioners in the acme of the Sea of Qi Nucleation realm.
Mo Wen smiled and didn't say anything.
On the lawn, the fourth match began. Mitsui-kun from Yamaguchi-gumi had defeated three people consecutively. His complexion looked good, as though he hadn't exhausted much energy.
"Yuan Kuang, a martial arts practitioner in the acme of the Sea of Qi Nucleation realm. I know you."
Mitsui-kun glanced at Yuan Kuang. This was the first time he had spoken, so he obviously regarded him highly.
"It's my honor," Yuan Kuang said plainly.
"You Hua Xia people like to boast shamelessly. You have always regarded yourselves as the orthodox martial arts practitioners. You look down on our Fu Sang Country martial arts. Today, I would like to see exactly what level your Hua Xia martial arts practitioners are at."
Mitsui-kun slowly pulled out his katana. The cold light of the blade shone on Yuan Kuang's face, interfering with his vision.
"You people from Fu Sang Country merely stole a little of our Hua Xia martial arts teachings. Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also belittle our Hua Xia martial arts. You don't even respect your own ancestors. Do you think that your Fu Sang Country is the orthodox martial arts practitioner?"
"I, Yuan Kuang, am just a small figure among the Hua Xia martial arts practitioners. I can't be considered to have any standards. If your Fu Sang Country really wants to compete, do you have the guts to issue a challenge to our Hua Xia? At that time, there will be no need for you to clamor. Naturally, there will be martial arts practitioners from Hua Xia who will come out to fight with your Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioners. Then, it will be clear who is stronger and who is weaker. "
Yuan Kuang laughed coldly. They were not proficient in martial arts, yet they didn't know they were boasting shamelessly. They even blamed others. He really didn't believe that the Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioners would dare to issue a challenge to the Hua Xia Country martial arts practitioners.
"You have a sharp tongue. If you can defeat me, then you can talk big again."
Mitsui-kun's face was cold. He took a step forward and suddenly unsheathed his saber. The snow-white saber light instantly slashed towards Yuan Kuang.
The two of them immediately started fighting. Their Qi flew everywhere. Both of their cultivations were not low, and they were evenly matched. Once the battle started, it was hard to tell who would win …
As time passed, the battle began to tilt.
"I said, how can that Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner be a match for Senior Yuan Kuang? I reckon that in less than a quarter of an hour, that Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner will be defeated."
Gu Jingman's mouth curled into a smile. Right now, even she could see the situation in the arena. That Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner was obviously not as good as Yuan Kuang.
Not to mention that Senior Yuan Kuang's cultivation was deep, his martial techniques were even more exquisite. Although he didn't cultivate a ranked martial technique, every single move he made had the demeanor of a great master, and he had the taste of turning something rotten into something magical.
Although that Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner's cultivation was not much weaker than Yuan Kuang's, in terms of martial arts attainments, he was far from Yuan Kuang.
Gu Jingman raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Wen. She seemed to be saying, "Look, I was right just now."
However, just a moment ago, Gu Jingman was still very proud. The next moment, her expression suddenly froze. She stared blankly at the battlefield.
That Senior Yuan Kuang, who was about to defeat the Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner, was actually sent flying. One of his arms was broken at the shoulder, and he fell to the ground far away.
"That …"
Gu Jingman simply couldn't believe her eyes. What exactly was going on? Just now, victory was clearly in his grasp. How could it be now … Everything had changed too quickly, giving people a feeling that it was unreal.
Du Pingsheng stood up from his chair. His eyes were cold. Senior Yuan Kuang had actually lost, and he was even seriously injured.
Widow Wang and Jiang Guhuai were very calm. Seeing that Yuan Kuang had lost an arm, there was a faint excitement in their eyes. After all, Yuan Kuang was an expert of the Triad Sect. Now that he had lost an arm, his ability was greatly reduced. To them, it was naturally beneficial.
"You Hua Xia Country martial arts practitioners are indeed very weak."
Mitsui-kun slowly sheathed the samurai sword that was still dripping with blood. He looked at Yuan Kuang with a mocking gaze. Was the Hua Xia Country martial arts practitioner very strong? Humph, at least he had used his actions to prove his previous point.
"You … shameless person …"
Yuan Kuang struggled to crawl up from the ground. With one hand, he pressed down on his broken arm, which was still bleeding profusely. His eyes stared fiercely at Mitsui-kun. Previously, he had been clearly in his grasp. Just as he was about to defeat the Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner, a frightening power suddenly surged out of that person's body and sent him flying with an unstoppable force.
He could be sure that that was not Mitsui-kun's power. Because that power belonged at least to a Qi Nucleation realm martial arts practitioner. It was impossible for a Sea of Qi realm martial arts practitioner to possess it. That Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner's cultivation was only comparable to his, or even lower.
"What shameless person? Humph, anyway, a loss is a loss. You Hua Xia Country martial arts practitioners not only like to boast shamelessly, but also like to find excuses for yourselves. In the words of our Fu Sang Country, you are trash that has tarnished the martial way. "
Mitsui-kun laughed coldly and said, "However, our Fu Sang Country has always been reasonable and values etiquette. Even if you lose, I will not kill you. However, I hope that you will behave yourself and know what gratitude is. Don't be ungrateful. "
"Good. Our Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioners not only surpass the Hua Xia Country martial arts practitioners, but they are also magnanimous and broad-minded. They are true martial arts practitioners."
Yoshida Ichiro stood up from his seat and clapped continuously. The surrounding people also echoed and cheered incessantly.
"Bullsh * t! When did I admit defeat? Do you think you have won? What a joke. I only lost an arm. I will not admit defeat. You can only win the underground fight if you kill me. Come on, I will risk my life. I want to see what kind of monster you are and whether you still have that power from before. "
Yuan Kuang stretched out his hand and pressed on his acupuncture point. After stopping the bleeding, he stood up again and picked up the long sword on the ground before walking towards Mitsui-kun again.
He had made up his mind that even if he had to risk his life, he would die in front of this Fu Sang Country martial arts practitioner. The power just now was definitely not normal. If he could use it again, then he would die. If he could not … humph!
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Mitsui-kun's expression was gloomy. His pupils constricted slightly. He could only use the power just now once. After using it, he would not have any more.
This person had obviously lost an arm, but he was still prepared to fight him with his life. Was he crazy?
"Afraid of death? We still don't know who will die first. "
Yuan Kuang quickened his pace and circulated all the Inner Qi in his body. He was prepared to kill Mitsui-kun at the cost of his life. He could lose the underground fight, but his country and Hua Xia Country martial arts could not be humiliated.
"Madman."
Mitsui-kun took a step back slightly. A hint of retreat flashed in his eyes. If Yuan Kuang wanted to die with him, then he would most likely die with him.
However, he definitely could not admit defeat at this time. Otherwise, what he said just now would be like slapping his own face. Moreover, with the big shots of the Devil Saber-kai watching, he did not dare to do something like admitting defeat.
"Wait."
Just as Mitsui-kun was faced with a dilemma and hesitated, a voice rang out. Then, a young man walked out. (To be continued.)
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