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Chapter 179 - 162 Killing Fist Comes Knocking

Chapter 179: Chapter 162 Killing Fist Comes Knocking

Someone challenged the hall. Naturally, the sparring had to be halted.

Everyone went to the front of the venue, where two groups were confronting each other outside the main gate: disciples of the Martial Arts Hall on one side and the hooligans from yesterday on the other.

"Not these people again!" Huang Wei ground his teeth.

He strode forward to the entrance and asked loudly, "Who wants to challenge the hall?"

The crowd outside dispersed, and a man emerged.

He was bare-chested, wearing black pants and a black belt around his waist.

"Brother Huang, long time no see." The man greeted Huang Wei with a smile.

"Li Youqiang!" Huang Wei said each word slowly, his teeth clenched.

"They seem to know each other. The other side calls him Brother Huang," Wang Xuan whispered to Wu Li.

Wu Li nodded and used System Detection on Li Youqiang:

Muay Thai (Master Level), Yong Chun Fist (Master Level), Killing Fist (Master Level).

Overall Score: B (78%).

Seeing Killing Fist, Wu Li was momentarily startled and immediately remembered the drug dealer he had fought with that night, who also practiced Killing Fist at the Master Level. What connection did this man have with that drug dealer?

"You have the nerve to show up?!" Huang Wei was extremely angry, his face flushed red.

At this moment, Zhang Shicai also walked out. Seeing Li Youqiang outside, his expression darkened.

"Master." Li Youqiang called out with a smirk.

"Shut your mouth! You are not worthy of calling me Master!" Huang Wei pointed at Li Youqiang.

Li Youqiang’s face changed, and his expression turned icy. "You’re right. My current master is Hu Shan, the top master of Southeast Asia, not Master Zhang."

"Scum!" Several masters next to Zhang Shicai cursed in anger.

Wang Xuan quietly translated the conversation for everyone. Wu Li heard the name Hu Shan, which was his primary target for coming to the Southern Country. The man in front of him had learned Killing Fist and claimed to be Hu Shan’s disciple. Could it be that Hu Shan was the creator of Killing Fist?

Remembering the drug dealer he had fought that night, who perfectly integrated Yong Chun, White Crane, and Long Arm Fist, Wu Li felt significantly threatened. If Killing Fist was indeed created by Hu Shan, Wu Li felt he might have underestimated this top master of Southeast Asia.

"Enough talk, I’m here to challenge the hall today. Who will take me on at Jiyun Hall?" Li Youqiang asked.

Huang Wei stepped forward without hesitation. "I will!"

Li Youqiang sneered. "Huang Wei, among all our fellow students, your talent was second only to my master. But the gulf between you and him now is like heaven and earth. Do you know why?"

"Stop talking. Fight!" Huang Wei did not want to hear any more from Li Youqiang and walked right up to him, eyes blazing with anger.

Li Youqiang nodded. "Alright."

The crowd quickly cleared a space for them, forming a circle.

Inside the circle, Huang Wei’s hands were still wrapped in bandages, and his face was covered with plasters from the injuries he sustained in his fight with Ruan Yunming the previous day. However, he was utterly indifferent to his wounds, focused solely on defeating the man before him.

Someone shouted the start from outside the circle, and Huang Wei immediately charged forward.

He stepped into a bow stance and threw a powerful right punch.

Li Youqiang adopted the starting position of Yong Chun and, seeing Huang Wei’s punch coming, immediately used a flat hand to block the punch.

After the first punch, Huang Wei quickly threw a second one, very fast.

Li Youqiang blocked with Yong Chun’s flat hand and counterattacked with a punch, while Huang Wei also used flat hand to block and punched back.

The two exchanged blows at a rapid pace, both blocking and attacking simultaneously. It looked like two practitioners of Yong Chun Fist competing in their own school, and they seemed very familiar with each other’s moves, as if they had rehearsed beforehand. Whatever punch you threw, I could block; whatever punch I countered with, you could also block.

Their punches were fast and powerful. Huang Wei’s hand wraps were now soaked with blood, turning a crimson color.

"Brother Huang’s wounds haven’t healed!" The surrounding students worriedly remarked.

But there was no hint of pain on Huang Wei’s face. His eyes burned with fire, and he had completely forgotten the pain, with only one thought in his mind: to take down the man before him!

Crack! Huang Wei caught Li Youqiang off-guard, broke through his flat hand, and landed a punch on Li Youqiang’s brow bone.

Just as Huang Wei was about to continue his attack, Li Youqiang suddenly retreated, swiftly dodging to one side.

"Crane Return Step!" The disciples of the White Crane Sect immediately recognized the step technique Li Youqiang was using.

As Li Youqiang dodged, he swung his right arm furiously, striking toward Huang Wei’s temple.

This was the Single Whip of Long Arm Fist.

Huang Wei was not panicked; he often sparred with disciples from other martial arts halls and was very familiar with the techniques of White Crane Fist and Long Arm Fist. With a twist of his body, his left hand came up to block, stopping Li Youqiang’s Single Whip. Then, his body sank, his back arched, and his right foot kicked out without warning, thrusting toward the opponent’s abdomen.

Wu Li, watching from the side, nodded silently; to him, Huang Wei’s sudden kick resembled the Chicken Form of Xingyi, which focuses on standing on one foot while the free leg can attack smoothly, aided by a stable center of gravity and the spine mobilizing the muscles and skeleton.

Huang Wei’s kick was from Yong Chun Leg Technique, specifically the Propping Chicken Foot, characterized by a forceful and sudden deployment of muscle and bone power. Nowadays, many leg techniques from Yong Chun are lost domestically, and this move was a unique killing move passed down in his lineage.

Although he was not at the master level of Internal Fist and could not freely control his muscle and bone movements, nor deliver sufficiently powerful Inch Force in real combat, this Propping Chicken Foot was exceedingly well-practiced by him, allowing him to spontaneously adjust his musculoskeletal force via his spine, resulting in full Inch Force.

The moment Huang Wei kicked, Li Youqiang reacted, having learned the same technique himself, though not as proficiently as Huang Wei, making it unusable in an actual fight.

He had often lost to this move during their past sparrings, and now Huang Wei was using it against him again.

Confronted with Huang Wei’s sudden kick, Li Youqiang’s body sank, his legs turned inward, standing in the Yong Chun coiled yang stance. Then, his body slightly vibrated, humming a sound — the whole body’s skeleton was trembling, and his left arm swayed downward naturally, like a White Crane flapping its wings.

The whole process was incredibly quick, and as Huang Wei struck his abdomen, he also hit Huang Wei’s kicking right leg with his arm.

"This is, White Crane Spreads Wings? No, why does it start with Yong Chun’s power?" questioned the master of the White Crane Fist Club from the side.

Even he didn’t understand, and the other disciples of the White Crane Sect were even more baffled.

Wu Li, who had experienced Killing Fist, found it somewhat familiar. That night, the drug dealer used the power of one martial art to deliver the killing move of another, cryptic and sudden.

Struck by Huang Wei’s kick, Li Youqiang kept retreating, but Huang Wei did not pursue since his right leg was also hit, feeling as if needles were piercing it, the pain in his shin bone so intense that he could hardly muster strength, making it difficult for Huang Wei to stand steadily.

Li Youqiang also suffered from Huang Wei’s kick, feeling as if his intestines were about to split under any substantial strain, yet he was quite pleased inwardly, watching Huang Wei with a cold sneer.

Previously, even though he knew Huang Wei would use Propping Chicken Foot, he could never dodge it and always lost. Today, however, he had finally broken Huang Wei’s killing move.

"See that? That’s the Killing Fist created by master, and today I will use Killing Fist to defeat you, to show you, your Yong Chun is no match!"

Li Youqiang said to Huang Wei, as both needed a moment to recover before continuing the fight.

"Bullshit!"

Huang Wei’s face twisted in anger, teeth clenched, he gathered his strength and lunged at Li Youqiang despite his injured right leg.

Seeing Huang Wei giving no chance to catch a breath and charging straight at him, a killing intent flashed in Li Youqiang’s eyes. He endured the pain and let out a sharp, crane-like cry.

Using the force from his chest to power his move, he launched Double Whip of the Long Arm using the Bounce Shake Force of the White Crane Sect; his left hand brushed in front of Huang Wei’s eyes to disturb his sight, while his right hand quietly jabbed toward Huang Wei’s waist.

Just as Huang Wei responded to clear the hand from his face, he felt a sharp pain in his left waist, struck by Li Youqiang.

He didn’t expect Li Youqiang’s move to be so deceptive. Fortunately, Li Youqiang’s abdominal pain meant his force wasn’t fully concentrated, preventing a severe injury.

Taking advantage of the jab, Huang Wei twisted his body, turning sideways to face Li Youqiang. His right hand’s thumb locked, four fingers together, he used Yong Chun Biao Zhi to stab at his opponent’s chest.

The counter was equally fast. Li Youqiang, injured in the abdomen, couldn’t dodge in time. A fierce gleam crossed his eyes as he intentionally met the attack with his chest.

Bang! Huang Wei’s Biao Zhi hit Li Youqiang’s chest. He was about to bend his fingers to retract and strike forward with an Inch Fist, while Li Youqiang swung his left arm, forming a crane beak with his left hand, quickly vibrating it to strike Huang Wei’s face.

Huang Wei dodged to the side, but Li Youqiang’s left hand suddenly turned into Yong Chun Biao Zhi, pulling back vigorously, then swept horizontally, stabbing at Huang Wei’s eyes!

Huang Wei was startled, in street fights like this, though seemingly ruleless, some rules still needed to be respected, such as not jabbing eyes or hitting below the belt. Li Youqiang’s move was clearly against the rules!

But their clash was a matter of moments, and even if Li Youqiang broke the rules, Huang Wei couldn’t stop to accuse him. He instinctively closed his eyes, ducking, but still got brushed across the right eye by Li Youqiang, the pain fiery, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Distracted, Huang Wei missed his chance to deliver Inch Fist, dodged by Li Youqiang, who stepped sideward.

Seeing Huang Wei close his right eye, Li Youqiang stepped forward into his opponent’s blind spot, his right arm circling around Huang Wei’s neck, then tightly clenching it.

Huang Wei instinctively grabbed Li Youqiang’s arms, trying to pry them open, but once locked in a guillotine position, the brain quickly succumbs to oxygen depletion, leaving the body weak, making it impossible for even an immortal to break free.

"You broke the rules!"

"You’re cheating!"

"Let go of Senior Brother Huang!"

The onlooking crowd finally caught on, angrily shouting and moving to intervene.

Just then, Wu Li, who had been quietly observing, took action.