The news that Su Xin was going to have a life-and-death duel with Meng Changhe's disciple spread throughout the entire Chang Ning Mansion in three days.
If it was in the past, all the major gangs would have thought that Su Xin would definitely die, but now it was different.
Su Xin had defeated Dong Chengwu in public. Dong Chengwu was a veteran Houtian Middle-stage warrior who had been promoted for several years. Although his strength was not that great, it proved that Su Xin at least had the qualifications to fight with Li Zhonghe.
Now, some of the major gangs of Chang Ning Mansion had even opened bets to bet on the odds of Su Xin and Li Zhonghe's victory.
Li Zhonghe's odds were one to one, and Su Xin's odds were one to three. Most people favored Li Zhonghe.
Meng Changhe was responsible for teaching martial arts in the Three Heroes Association. As long as he found a talented gang member, he would immediately accept him as a disciple. Therefore, he had more than ten personal disciples in the Three Heroes Association.
Among these disciples, the strongest was Li Zhonghe. It was said that he had already opened more than ninety acupuncture points. His martial arts were all passed down by Meng Changhe.
After three days, Su Xin came out of seclusion early and led his people to Chang De Lane.
For this life-and-death duel, the Three Heroes Association had directly booked an entire street and built an arena that was a hundred feet in size. The surrounding area was reserved for other gangs.
When Su Xin and his people arrived, the people of the Three Gangs and Four Societies of Chang Ning Mansion had already arrived.
The people of the other gangs looked at Su Xin and Sha Feiying with a trace of playfulness in their eyes.
Su Xin was now a member of the Eagle Gang, but he and Sha Feiying had come separately. It seemed that the division between them was quite obvious.
More than ten chairs were built on the high platform in front of the arena. These were prepared for the leaders of the Three Gangs and Four Societies. The seat in the middle was still empty. This seat was reserved for Tie Wuqing.
It was only when it was almost noon that Tie Wuqing finally arrived with a few constables under him in a swaying manner.
"Yo, you're all quite early." Tie Wuqing greeted them and sat in his seat.
The others secretly cursed, "This is such an important matter. Apart from you, Chief Constable Tie, who dares to arrive on time?"
Meng Changhe couldn't wait any longer. "Since Lord Tie has arrived, let the deathmatch begin."
Tie Wuqing waved his hand and interrupted Meng Changhe, "What's the hurry? There are some things that haven't been made clear yet."
"Could it be that Lord Tie wants to go back on his word?" Meng Changhe's complexion immediately turned extremely ugly. He was afraid that Tie Wuqing would intervene at the crucial moment.
Tie Wuqing sneered. "Who do you think I am? How can I go back on my words? However, there were some things that had to be made clear.
Since Su Xin has agreed to have a life-and-death duel with your disciple, then this matter will be considered settled after the life-and-death duel. If you continue to cause trouble for Su Xin, then don't blame me for interfering. "
"No problem, as long as he can survive!" Meng Changhe sneered. Would Su Xin still be able to survive after the deathmatch? What was the point of finding trouble with a dead man?
"Alright then, let the deathmatch begin."
As soon as Tie Wuqing's voice fell, Li Zhonghe immediately walked to the center of the arena.
Li Zhonghe looked like he was just over 30 years old. He was tall and looked extremely powerful.
As for Su Xin, when he walked onto the arena, his figure appeared somewhat thin and weak. In comparison, just based on appearance alone, Su Xin was a notch inferior.
When the people below saw this scene, they immediately shook their heads, especially those who were prepared to burn the stove and bet on Su Xin to win. They regretted it even more. From the looks of it, Su Xin didn't have much hope of winning.
There were also some who used Su Xin as a negative example to warn their disciples to be smarter in the future and clearly recognize who they could provoke and who they couldn't provoke.
In any case, there were voices of pessimism in the arena. Not many people were optimistic about Su Xin. Even Huang Bingcheng and the others were somewhat lacking in confidence.
"I say, Li Bo, what are the chances of Boss winning this time?" Huang Bingcheng poked Li Bo beside him and asked.
"I don't know, but I believe that Boss will win."
Huang Bingcheng looked at Li Bo speechlessly. Ever since he was subdued by Su Xin's martial arts, he had completely become a die-hard fan of Su Xin. He was so blindly confident.
Li Bo looked at Huang Bingcheng and understood his gaze. He said faintly, "You are not a martial artist, so you don't know what Boss thinks. In a deathmatch, it is better to advance than to stop. If you don't have the confidence to win, you have already lost half the battle.
I am very weak now, but if I were to fight with the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang, I also believe that I can win. "
Huang Bingcheng shook his head. Just as Su Xin said, he only cultivated his inner force to strengthen his body. He didn't understand the battle between martial artists at all, nor did he want to understand it.
In the arena, Li Zhonghe looked at Su Xin and shook his head slightly. Actually, he didn't have any ill feelings towards Su Xin. In fact, he was grateful to Su Xin.
In the past, with Meng Chong around, the successor of the Three Heroes Society would definitely be Meng Chong. At that time, he would most likely be the leader alone.
Now that Meng Chong was dead, the younger generation of the Three Heroes Society would have the opportunity to rise. In the future, they would most likely be the only leader.
Even so, Su Xin still had to die. Only by killing Su Xin would he be able to obtain Meng Changhe's approval and have a more stable position in the Three Heroes Society.
"Su Xin, don't blame me if you die. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for killing the wrong person!"
As Li Zhonghe's voice fell, he directly pounced towards Su Xin.
As a disciple of Zhou Dingfang, a layman disciple of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Changhe was not only taught the incomplete move of the Great Monument Breaking Hand, one of the 72 Ultimate Skills, but also some basic martial arts and techniques of the Shaolin Temple.
Meng Changhe imparted these things to Li Zhonghe. He didn't use any weapons, but directly used the Arhat Fist of the Shaolin Temple. Although each move looked simple, it was incomparably fierce.
Although the Arhat Fist was a basic martial arts technique of the Shaolin Temple, it was chosen by the Shaolin Temple as the Arhat Fist that everyone had to learn. It had its own powerful reasons.
Su Xin cautiously stabbed out with his sword, but Li Zhonghe's fist force was abnormally fierce. Like a Arhat subduing a tiger, Li Zhonghe pressed forward. This simple and fierce fist force forced Su Xin to withdraw his sword and retreat.
Clang!
The thin sword slashed on Li Zhonghe's arm, but it produced the sound of metal colliding. Even with Su Xin's current strength, he could only leave a white mark on Li Zhonghe's arm.
"Shaolin Golden Bell Cover!"
The people below the stage who knew what it was exclaimed in a low voice.
Although the Golden Bell Cover was the lowest grade body tempering technique of the Shaolin Temple, it was the most widely spread technique in the pugilistic world. Although the cultivation speed was slow, the foundation was extremely stable.
"Your sword is fast, but if you can't injure me, it's useless no matter how fast your sword is!"
Li Zhonghe roared and pounced forward. Arhat Subduing the Dragon, Arhat Subduing the Tiger, Arhat Carrying the Pagoda, all kinds of moves came one after another. The fierce fist force instantly forced Su Xin to retreat to the corner of the stage.
Fighting was always the best way to test one's strength. When Su Xin was fighting against Dong Chengwu, he felt very relaxed. But now, facing Li Zhonghe, he felt a trace of pressure.
What was the difference between him and Li Zhonghe? It wasn't because Li Zhonghe had opened more than 20 acupuncture points than him, but because of his strength.
Inner force was the foundation of a martial artist. What he cultivated was the "Complete Reality Sect's Elementary Internal Skill", which belonged to the entry-level technique. It was only rated half a star.
He didn't know what kind of technique this Li Zhonghe cultivated, but there was no doubt that it was much higher than his half-star technique.
The more acupuncture points opened, the greater the difference in the technique. Just as Li Zhonghe said, no matter how fast his sword was, if he didn't have enough strength, he would still be frustrated. Now, Su Xin was looking forward to the "Purple Sun Divine Art" rewarded by the system.
"Die!"
Li Zhonghe's expression turned cold. His left fist was like a tower, blocking Su Xin's ruthless sword. His right fist was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, directly blasting towards Su Xin's chest!
But at this time, Su Xin did something that Li Zhonghe didn't expect. He suddenly put away his sword.
Su Xin had a scabbard on his waist, but when ordinary martial artists fought, unless they won or lost, they would not suddenly put away their sword. But Su Xin did this.
A sheathed sword was more terrifying than an unsheathed sword, because you didn't know where it would stab from, and which hand it would stab from!
Li Zhonghe was wary of Su Xin's fast sword, because his fast sword had killed Dai Chong, Boss Chen, and many people. Su Xin was famous in Chang Ning Prefecture because of his fast sword.
As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Su Xin had obtained Li Zhonghe's information from Tie Wuqing, and similarly, Li Zhonghe had people collect information on Su Xin.
He knew that Su Xin's sword was very fast, and not only was he proficient in using his left hand, but he was also proficient in using his right hand. This was very rare in the pugilistic world.
But he didn't know that Su Xin was not only good with the sword, but also with the fist!
A punch was blasted out, filled with monstrous hatred, until death! Extreme Hatred Fist!
The two fists collided, and Li Zhonghe was pushed back a few steps in horror. Su Xin's punch was extremely evil, using the power of hatred as the fist's power. The hatred was continuous, and the fist's momentum never stopped!
On the spectator's stand, the people in charge of the triad and triad were shocked by Su Xin's fist technique. They had never seen such an evil fist technique, but in their eyes, the power of this fist technique was quite amazing. It was not on the same level as Li Zhonghe's Arhat Fist.
Su Xin had actually used the Extreme Hatred Fist many times after he obtained it, but unfortunately, it was always overlooked.
No one saw it when he was facing Old Wolf, but he used it when he was killing Meng Chong and the others. Unfortunately, Meng Changhe did not give his subordinates a chance to explain and directly killed them all.
In the end, Su Xin also used it when he was fighting Dong Chengwu, but Sha Feiying and the others were shocked and angry at that time, so how could they have the mood to think about the fist technique?
Tie Wuqing had a faint smile on his lips, and he thought to himself, "Where did this kid learn this fist technique that contains the essence of martial arts? I've actually never seen it before.
However, this fist technique is really interesting. Using hatred as the core essence of the fist technique, who exactly did the person who created this fist technique have such a deep hatred with to actually create such a fist technique? "
In the arena, Su Xin turned the tables and attacked with the Extreme Hatred Fist. The gap in strength could be made up for with a powerful martial arts technique!
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