Chapter 62: Shouyi! We Can't Win!
"Fight then! Wan Jinpeng, you think I, 'Ghost-Foot Seven', am afraid of you!"
Liu Qi let out a cold snort.
Bang!
He stamped his foot against the ground and charged straight at Wan Jinpeng, taking the initiative to attack.
Strike first to gain the upper hand!
His temper was naturally fiery, and he could never stand being provoked!
Seeing Wan Jinpeng's arrogant and overbearing expression, how could he possibly hold back?
Thirteenth Aunt's expression changed, and she wanted to call out to Liu Qi to stop.
However, according to the rules of life-and-death arena matches between rival gangs, since Liu Qi had accepted the challenge, she could not intervene to stop it.
Besides, she knew Liu Qi's personality all too well.
Even if she wanted to stop him at this moment, it was impossible.
Hoo!
Thirteenth Aunt couldn't help but take a deep breath, her eyes locked firmly on Wan Jinpeng.
Chen Jie and Liu Bamei were currently so nervous that their palms were slick with sweat.
Swoosh!
Liu Qi's leg speed was astonishingly fast, resembling an arrow loosed from a bow string, aiming directly at Wan Jinpeng's vital centerline.
A charging forward kick!
A continuous thrust-kick lethal combo!
This was the fierce attacking leg technique of the Thrust-Kick Sect, launched unexpectedly and swift as lightning!
Using a fierce backward push off the ground to instantly generate explosive force, while his thigh muscles tightened and his lower leg snapped forward like a battle blade unsheathed, accelerating in an instant!
The movement was vicious, the angle tricky, and the offensive exceptionally ferocious.
Most importantly, Liu Qi had long been known as 'Ghost-Foot Seven'. His leg speed was unimaginably fast, shifting unpredictably without a trace.
Power arises from the feet, is generated through the waist, and rolls forward like a tide!
Kick after kick followed in rapid succession, seizing every initiative!
Clearly,
Liu Qi knew Wan Jinpeng's strength was formidable and did not dare to harbor the slightest bit of contempt.
At this moment,
he held nothing back, taking the initiative to unleash a ferocious onslaught.
The continuous kicking techniques of the Thrust-Kick Sect were fully unleashed, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by his leg mastery, emitting a low, roaring hum.
Once Liu Qi entered combat mode, his fighting spirit became terrifying.
To look at him,
he was like a wild beast—fierce, ruthless, and brutal.
His thrust-kick offensive was as torrential as a rainstorm, with a blindingly fast rhythm that made it impossible to defend against.
Bang!
The next moment, a scene that shocked everyone present unfolded before their eyes.
Crack!
With a sharp, explosive sound, the granite paving stones on the ground were actually cracked apart by a single stomp.
Hisss!
All the onlookers widened their eyes in utter shock and disbelief.
"It cracked! What terrifying strength, truly living up to the name Ghost-Foot Seven!"
"Too strong! Ghost-Foot Seven seems even stronger now than during his fierce battle with Fat Dragon of the Blue-Gown Sect!"
"His leg speed is insane! That is the kung fu of the Thrust-Kick Sect!"
"Such fast legs! No wonder he managed to defeat Fat Dragon of the Blue-Gown Sect. But defeating Wan Jinpeng of the Tiger-Gate Workshop this time won't be so easy!"
"Wan Jinpeng is a master who has reached the Great Accomplishment realm of Copper-Skin External Force! His Iron-Arm Fist is the ultimate counter to leg techniques!"
"——"
Iron-Arm Fist!
This was an extremely fierce and domineering martial art with terrifying destructive power.
Wan Jinpeng had practiced the Iron-Arm Fist for many years, and his fists had even become deformed from the training.
Although this martial art inflicted immense—and irreversible—damage to the body,
one had to admit that its offensive power was exceptionally formidable.
At this moment,
Liu Qi unfolded his continuous thrust-kicks, and his assault grew increasingly ferocious.
On his feet, he wore the reinforced labor protection shoes given to him by Chen Jie, equipped with steel toe caps for protection, making his striking power immensely lethal.
To all appearances,
he seemed intent on overwhelmingly suppressing Wan Jinpeng with his leg techniques, giving his opponent no opportunity to counterattack.
However,
before a master of the Great Accomplishment External Force realm like Wan Jinpeng, Liu Qi's leg techniques seemed to find no effective outlet.
Fifteen seconds of relentless offensive.
Bang, bang, bang—!
Liu Qi held nothing back, pushing his thrust-kick techniques to their absolute limit.
The vicious, tricky leg trajectories were as swift as thunder, terrifying to behold.
A short moment later,
everyone present finally realized that while Liu Qi's leg techniques were incomparably fierce, Wan Jinpeng remained entirely composed.
Meeting every move with a counter, matching speed with speed!
His offensive and defensive rhythm did not waver in the slightest, his gaze cold and steady.
In the span of those fifteen seconds, Liu Qi had delivered at least fifty kicks.
Yet,
not a single kick had managed to threaten Wan Jinpeng.
The gap in their martial arts cultivation realms was crystal clear at a glance!
Wan Jinpeng was a master of the Great Accomplishment External Force realm, exerting an utterly crushing advantage over Liu Qi's Initial External Force realm.
At this moment,
Wan Jinpeng appeared completely calm, almost nonchalant, as if he hadn't taken Liu Qi's attacks seriously at all.
"Copper-Skin External Force Great Accomplishment, mental focus unified!"
Swish!
Liu Qi abruptly halted his kicking offensive, his expression changing drastically.
The fact that Wan Jinpeng could accurately predict the trajectory of his kicks meant that the opponent's martial arts state of mind had broken through to the realm of 'Unified Focus'!
I can't beat him!
Liu Qi felt a sudden ringing sensation in his head.
If Wan Jinpeng were an ordinary master of the Great Accomplishment External Force realm, Liu Qi believed his Nine-Turn Mandarin Duck Kicks could have torn through the opponent's defense.
However,
the opponent's mental realm cultivation had actually reached 'Unified Focus'!
There was simply no way to fight this!
Just as Liu Qi halted his assault,
Wan Jinpeng let out a cold snort and said, "Hmph! Overestimating your own capabilities! You can go die now!"
Bang!
With a stamp of his foot, he erupted with sudden force, thrusting a heavy punch forward.
In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Liu Qi.
A heavy uppercut strike!
Iron-Arm Fist!
The speed of this uppercut was unimaginably fast, devoid of any superfluous fancy movements, arriving with brutal swiftness.
Judging by the motion, it was a very simple heavy punch, seemingly lacking in technical skill.
However,
the power behind this uppercut was Wan Jinpeng's lethal ultimate technique—the Iron-Arm Fist!
His fists had long since been deformed through training, hard as iron and indestructible!
With his Great Accomplishment External Force realm strength instantly unleashing the Iron-Arm Fist, the destructive power could well be imagined.
"Oh no—!"
Liu Qi was shaken to the core, forced to watch helplessly as the opponent's heavy punch hurtled directly toward his head.
At this juncture,
he desperately wanted to dodge backward, or counter-attack to block the heavy blow.
However,
he couldn't block it; the power was too fierce, the speed too fast!
The speed of this Iron-Arm Fist completely surpassed Liu Qi's reaction capacity.
In martial arts, out of a hundred countering methods, only absolute speed remains unbeatable!
Against speed, any lethal technique or movement was rendered entirely useless.
Bang!
Thud—!
The powerful Iron-Arm Fist erupted with a horrifying wave of force.
Even though Liu Qi, in the most critical moment, brought his arms down to redirect the force and partially block Wan Jinpeng's heavy blow,
his body could not withstand such ferocious impact, and he was sent flying five meters away, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Puff—!
A mouthful of blood spewed from Liu Qi's lips, his face turning deathly pale.
Though his crossed arms had managed to form a block, saving his vital head from being smashed, both of his arms had been broken by the single punch.
At this moment,
the surrounding area fell into a dead silence, where the dropping of a pin could be heard.
Everyone stared in utter horror at the scene before them.
A single punch!
Too savage!
The sheer destructive power of Wan Jinpeng's punch delivered a terrifying visual impact!
Liu Qi's domineering leg techniques had been crushed by Wan Jinpeng in one strike!
"Liu Qi—!"
"Seventh Brother!"
Thirteenth Aunt and Liu Bamei rushed forward, positioning themselves protectively in front of Liu Qi.
Chen Jie also stepped forward to shield them, gazing at Wan Jinpeng as he took a deep breath and said:
"Chief of the Tiger-Gate Workshop, you've won!"
"Starting today, our Ximen Garage will pull out of Ximen Street!"
Circumstances dictated submission; as long as they could save Liu Qi's life, what did leaving this place matter?
Now was not the time for empty threats!
When they returned from elsewhere later, armed to the teeth, it wouldn't be too late to settle accounts.
One must always recognize the reality of the situation!
Chen Jie was no longer at the age of an impulsive youth; he had passion, but he was far more rational.
Swallowing his pride at this moment was the wisest choice.