Chapter 63: The Fierce Thirteenth Aunt!
Chen Jie had already prepared to back down and endure the humiliation, but the other party had no intention of letting the matter rest.
"What do you think you are? Do you have the qualifications to speak to me? Get lost—!"
Wan Jinpeng let out a cold snort, then said with a sneer:
"Ghost-Foot Liu, aren't your legs very fast? Aren't you quite a fighter?"
"Today, I'm going to cripple your legs and let everyone know the consequences of going against the Humen Guild!"
Swish—!
The moment the words left his mouth, he stamped his foot on the ground and lunged fiercely toward Liu Qi.
A sweeping kick!
As he charged forward, he aimed a ferocious kick directly at Liu Qi's legs.
Clearly, his intent was to completely and utterly destroy Liu Qi's legs in a single blow!
Bang!
At that very instant, a cracking explosion echoed through the air!
Chen Jie only felt a blur before his eyes, a figure flashing past in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, a scene that left everyone dumbfounded unfolded before their eyes.
Thud, thud, thud—!
Wan Jinpeng actually stumbled backward five or six steps, nearly falling flat on his face.
"Wan Jinpeng! The Humen Guild and our Ximen Transport Agency have always kept to our own territories without interfering with each other!"
"Today, you've come to our doorstep to set up a life-or-death arena and pushed us into a corner. Since that's how it is, you and I will settle this once and for all!"
"For three years! I, Ji Yusha, haven't fought anyone in three years. You brought this upon yourself!"
Thirteenth Aunt retracted her leg after repelling Wan Jinpeng and said expressionlessly.
The surrounding crowd instantly erupted in commotion, everyone stunned into speechlessness.
"What's going on? What just happened?"
"I have no idea! I didn't see clearly. I only saw Wan Jinpeng suddenly retreat a few steps and almost fall over."
"I didn't see it either, it was way too fast!"
"Who is this woman? I saw her lift her leg and block the kick Wan Jinpeng aimed at Ghost-Foot Liu."
"No way? Was it this woman who just kicked Wan Jinpeng back?"
"I don't know, I really didn't see it clearly. Did anyone catch what happened?"
"——"
Chen Jie looked up at Thirteenth Aunt, completely dumbfounded!
Never in his wildest dreams had he expected that Thirteenth Aunt, who usually carried herself like a refined young lady from a prestigious family, could be so fiercely formidable.
Practicing martial arts is not the same as actual combat; a high state of mastery does not necessarily translate to strong combat effectiveness!
Although Thirteenth Aunt had been teaching Chen Jie martial arts for some time now,
in Chen Jie's subconscious, he had always assumed that Thirteenth Aunt merely possessed a high theoretical mastery, while her actual combat prowess certainly couldn't match Liu Qi's ferocity.
The reason was simple: from a biological standpoint, a woman's physical constitution has quite a significant gap compared to a man's.
Liu Qi was naturally combative, treating fights like an everyday occurrence with top-tier practical combat skills.
Chen Jie had never once seen Thirteenth Aunt get into a physical altercation with anyone, so he had always assumed her real-world combat ability was weak.
Much like a martial arts academy instructor—even if their teaching skills are decent, it doesn't necessarily mean the instructor can actually fight well.
Yet right now,
suddenly witnessing Thirteenth Aunt make a move, her fierce and ruthless style completely shattered Chen Jie's perceptions.
"Hmph! The peak of External Force realm, very good! It seems Ghost-Foot Liu's backer is you!"
Wan Jinpeng burst into a wild laugh and said, "Little beauty, if you want to save Ghost-Foot Liu's legs, you can—how about becoming my third concubine?"
Thirteenth Aunt said coldly, "Defeat me in a fight first before you talk!"
"Ha, ha—very good, I like your attitude!"
Bang!
As the words fell, Wan Jinpeng let out a wild laugh that resounded like a lion's roar.
He stamped his foot, leaped forward, and soared across the space!
His entire body surged into the air, closing in with lethal speed in a split second!
The moment he pounced toward Thirteenth Aunt, his right hand clenched into a fist, muscles tightening like iron, veins bulging violently, brimming with explosive power as he punched fiercely outward!
At this moment,
he resembled a ferocious African lion tearing into its prey.
He smashed a punch straight toward the vital center of Thirteenth Aunt's chest, showing no hesitation or mercy for the fair maiden.
Although this punch looked overwhelmingly ferocious in its attack, his center of gravity remained very low, while his other arm dropped downward to form a defense.
Offense and defense integrated into one!
Iron-Arm Fist!
The exertion of power at the peak of the External Force realm caused the muscles throughout his body to vibrate, using sound to bolster his momentum.
He had already trained the Iron-Arm Fist to the realm where 'the body moves in accordance with the mind.'
As the chief leader of the Humen Guild, his reputation was certainly well-deserved!
Whoosh—!
Meeting speed with speed, breaking raw force with agility!
Thirteenth Aunt tapped her foot on the ground, retreating at extreme speed while arching her upper body backward, her waist twisting with boneless flexibility.
Simultaneously,
her leg struck out diagonally downward, grazing past Wan Jinpeng's knee.
Bang!
A muffled impact rang out; Thirteenth Aunt's snapping kick was blocked by Wan Jinpeng as he leaned forward and brought his fist down to parry.
Thud, thud, thud—!
Wan Jinpeng retreated a few more steps, his expression turning grave.
Poking Feet martial art versus Iron-Arm Fist!
Wan Jinpeng's heavy punch had not been pushed to its absolute limit; instead, he had reserved strength for defense.
The moment Thirteenth Aunt's snap kick targeted his knee, his heavy punch instantly shifted its trajectory, transitioning from offense to defense.
Crack, snap, pop—!
The joints throughout his entire body erupted with crisp cracking sounds like popping beans.
The tendons and bones resonating in unison!
Although he had been forced back several steps by Thirteenth Aunt's kick, Wan Jinpeng leveraged this rebound force, clenching his fist to generate a terrifying explosive power.
At that instant, his fist seemed to transform into an indestructible iron hammer.
Bang, bang, bang—!
The next moment, both parties erupted into the most intense exchange of blows!
Thirteenth Aunt truly lived up to her reputation as a top-tier master at the peak of the External Force realm; her leg speed was even faster, more ruthless, and more fierce than Ghost-Foot Liu's!
Although in terms of extreme explosive power, her kicks weren't much stronger than Liu Qi's,
at this moment, her 'Nine-Turn Mandarin Duck Kicks' possessed a terrifying lethality.
False mixed with true, shifting unpredictably!
Thirteenth Aunt's leg techniques had been cultivated to the pinnacle state of microscopic precision.
Both of them were masters at the peak of the External Force realm, locked in a life-or-death battle where everything changed in the blink of an eye.
Victory or defeat hung by a thread, and no one could predict the outcome of this fierce clash.
The surroundings fell completely silent as everyone held their breath, fixing their unblinking gaze upon the two fighters.
Bang!
After exchanging a blow, Thirteenth Aunt retreated five steps in succession, stamped her foot down, and sank her center of gravity to neutralize the overwhelmingly ferocious rebound force.
Crack!
To everyone's surprise, the granite slab beneath her foot shattered completely from the stomp.
Wan Jinpeng similarly retreated, his arms shielding his vital points as his feet seemed to slide backward across the ground.
When he had backed up five meters, he slanted one foot down and likewise shattered a piece of the granite flooring with a single stomp.
Utilizing the rebounding force, he lunged toward Thirteenth Aunt once again.
In terms of physical build and raw power, the two were completely out of each other's league.
In modern combat weight classes, Thirteenth Aunt was at least five weight classes below Wan Jinpeng.
Not to mention, Thirteenth Aunt was a woman!
Therefore,
this was entirely an unequal 'life-or-death arena'!
However,
what shocked Chen Jie beyond measure was that as the combat progressed, Thirteenth Aunt actually appeared increasingly at ease and resourceful.
She seemed capable of anticipating all of Wan Jinpeng's attacks in advance, striking first by launching her counterattacks after his moves began, faintly seizing the upper hand.
"Hmph! The late stage of 'Mind-Unity'!? Your artistic conception has actually reached the late stage of 'Mind-Unity'! It seems I, Wan Jinpeng, underestimated you!"
Wan Jinpeng shook his tingling arms, speaking with a grave expression.
Swish!
His offensive did not halt; instead, he kicked off the ground and once again pounced toward Thirteenth Aunt with the momentum of a lion capturing a hare.
Thirteenth Aunt swept one leg diagonally upward at an exquisitely tricky attacking angle.
Her waist twisted in an unbelievable rotation, causing her entire body to suddenly flip around like wringing out a towel.
Bang, bang!
At this moment, her body was parallel to the ground, and her legs lashed out like agile serpents striking toward Wan Jinpeng's throat.
Twin serpents emerging from their cave, vicious and deadly!
Her legs possessed incredible dexterity; following the twist of her waist, they struck out like cobras leaving their lair, aiming straight for Wan Jinpeng's fatal throat vitals.
This lethal technique of the Poking Feet style—vicious, ruthless, fast, and venomous—embodied the very essence of the Poking Feet fighting method!
Venomous snakes leaving their cave, tendons and bones snapping in unison!
A fierce gale seemed to whip up around them, and the piercing murderous intent was enough to make anyone's heart palpitate with fear!