Martial Arts Livestreaming
Chapter 482 - 446: Battle to the Death

Wu Li, leading eighteen Red Sticks, was running quickly through the woods, heading towards the location based on the GPS signal sent from Lv Jin.

So far, the plan was proceeding smoothly. Lv Jin had made his move and lured Long Yu over. Now it all depended on whether Wu Li and his team could eliminate Long Yu.

If possible, Wu Li would have liked to deal with Long Yu alone, but considering there might be others with Long Yu, he decided to bring Zhang Ziyue and the eighteen Red Sticks.

At this moment, each of them was wearing heavy bullet-proof vests and carrying guns.

Although they were all martial arts experts, they also trained with guns. Due to their strong physical control and quicker, sharper reactions, their combat effectiveness with guns actually far surpassed that of ordinary Special Soldiers.

It could be said that the higher the physical quality of a person, the easier it was to enhance the lethality of firearms. A group of boxers with superb fist skills training with guns was also a way of adapting to the times.

Of course, after the incident with Feng Lin, in Wu Li’s view, Zhang Ziyue and the others had completely given up the possibility of pursuing a higher realm in martial arts. It was a helpless situation. As members of Hongmen, if they had not trained with guns, they might have ended up dead by random gunfire like those martial arts predecessors or comrades they discussed that night.

Sometimes, the world was just like this, without perfect solutions. If Wu Li had wavered during the Feng Lin incident and switched to gun training, his combat effectiveness might be stronger now, but he would never reach the Grandmaster Realm, let alone progress further. Similarly, Zhang Ziyue and others, facing the era of rampant gunfire and threats of life and death, wavered in their beliefs and chose to compromise, losing the possibility of reaching higher, but at least they were still alive.

The path to the peak was never easy. The Red Sticks from Zhiyuan Hall and Zhiqing Hall choosing to train with guns did not mean all Hongmen boxers lacked resolve; it was because most of those with firm resolve had died. Those remaining, like Li San, who persisted in not training with guns and dedicated himself to martial arts, surviving near-death experiences multiple times, maintained their achievements precisely because of such perseverance, which might even allow him to advance further in Wu Li’s view.

Swoosh!

Wu Li suddenly stopped, and the Red Sticks following him also halted their steps.

"What’s wrong?" someone beside him asked.

"It’s just up ahead," Wu Li said.

The locator on the phone was showing just ahead.

"Everyone spread out and be careful. If you spot Long Yu, notify me immediately; don’t try to be a hero," Wu Li instructed.

"Understood!"

The crowd responded, acknowledging Wu Li’s leadership after spending time together.

The group dispersed and continued running toward the front.

...

"Something doesn’t seem right."

Victor suddenly said, as they were now almost reaching the area where Qin Zhengming was located.

Long Yu also furrowed his brows. Compared to other areas, it was too quiet here, no gunfire, no sounds of fighting. If Wu Li really was here, it wouldn’t be this quiet; and if Wu Li had already left, Qin Zhengming would definitely have reported to him.

"What’s the situation now?" Long Yu asked Qin Zhengming through the communicator.

No response.

Could something have happened?

Long Yu wondered. There were at least forty people with Qin Zhengming, and it hadn’t been more than three minutes since he received the message and rushed over. It didn’t make sense for them to be defeated so quickly.

Bang!

Gunfire sounded, coming from nearby.

Long Yu and Victor stood still, looking immediately in the direction from which the gunfire came.

"Group C has spotted the enemy, direction 7 o’clock!"

The voice came through Victor’s earpiece.

"All units, fire at will!" Victor ordered.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At that moment, gunfire erupted from all directions.

"Suzuki, bring a team to me,"

The moment the gunfire started, Long Yu dashed forward, simultaneously pulling out his communicator to issue the command.

He had a feeling that Wu Li was nearby! So, he directly ordered one of his squadron leaders to bring people over.

At this moment, Longhua Association was overpowering Zhiqing Hall, making it easy to divert some forces; Zhiqing Hall couldn’t do the same. Tonight, Long Yu intended to outnumber and annihilate Wu Li at once!

...

Swoosh!

A figure holding a gun crouched in a very standard position and fired toward the front.

Bang! Bang!

Two single shots and a person thirty meters ahead was hit in the arm, immediately retreating behind a tree.

"Group A, direction 11 o’clock, provide fire cover for three seconds."

"Group C, advance!"

"Group D, direction 9 o’clock, ten meters distance, throw five grenades out."

...

Orders were issued one after another, and the combat personnel carried them out meticulously, displaying a high level of military professionalism.

This group of people was brought by Victor, totaling thirty people, divided into six groups of five each.

The ones they were exchanging fire with were naturally the eighteen Red Sticks brought by Wu Li. As soon as the two sides clashed, Wu Li’s men were at a disadvantage.

"Be careful, these people are very accurate shooters!"

Huang Wei shouted through his headset; he was a close friend of Zhang Ziyue and practiced Baji Fist, just a step away from reaching Master Level.

Just now, he had barely poked his body out and hadn’t even managed to shoot before his shoulder was struck by a bullet. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and pulled back immediately, otherwise he might have been dead by now.

Even though he was wearing a heavy bullet-proof vest, being shot in the shoulder was still unpleasant. Huang Wei took cover behind a tree for a few seconds, his ears twitching, and he heard footsteps masked by the sound of gunfire.

The enemy was charging!

In that moment, Huang Wei judged that these people were no ordinary foes. Compared to the mercenaries of the White Reaper he had encountered before, whether it was the accuracy of their shooting or the speed at which they sent men charging in, these new opponents were a cut above!

"Be careful, these people are tough!"

He reminded again through the headset and stood up, his legs powering him toward a large tree to his left rear.

As he dashed, he fired his gun.

The two large trees were less than three meters apart. With Huang Wei’s explosive power, it would take him less than half a second to cross, and at this speed, he didn’t expect to hit anything; he just wanted to take the opportunity to assess the enemy situation.

Two people!

In a fleeting glance, Huang Wei saw two men charging toward him, the distance now less than ten meters.

Bang!

Huang Wei ducked behind another tree, but his waist was still struck by a bullet.

This marksmanship...

Huang Wei frowned. As a Kung Fu expert, his combat effectiveness had multiplied since he had taken up a gun. His movement and reaction speeds far exceeded those of ordinary people, even many special soldiers. Coupled with strong arm strength and control, he could maintain stability and suppress the gun’s recoil, so as long as he was willing to practice, his shooting skills naturally wouldn’t be poor.

But to say his shooting was exceptional would be an overstatement. To some extent, that depended on talent, and not every Kung Fu expert could become a Spear King like Feng Lin.

Even among the troops, Huang Wei’s shooting was outstanding, but it was still not on par with the real King of Soldiers. At this moment, Huang Wei felt he might have encountered a King of Soldiers; the enemy’s marksmanship was too precise, too quick!

"Phew!"

He exhaled deeply, suppressing the fear and trepidation in his heart. An experienced warrior, he knew that the more you feared in a life-and-death situation, the more likely the Grim Reaper would claim your life.

He didn’t rush out from behind the tree, because the enemy was now even closer. Given the enemy’s marksmanship, the closer the distance, the higher the probability of being hit. Huang Wei didn’t dare to gamble.

He listened intently to the footsteps. Fortunately, he had practiced the Great Saint Posture since childhood and had good hearing. He could use the footsteps to pinpoint the enemy’s position in this environment.

They split up... one left, one right...

Three meters, two meters...

At this crucial moment, Huang Wei actually closed his eyes. He tilted his head slightly and listened carefully.

One meter... the one on the right is closer...

Snap!

The sound of a tree branch being forcefully snapped on the ground painted a picture in Huang Wei’s mind: a person aiming a gun in his direction, slightly squatting with one foot pressed against the ground and ready to charge.

The enemy was charging!

Huang Wei suddenly opened his eyes, and as the enemy on the right leaped forward, he also charged out!

Whoosh!

Bang!

Huang Wei rushed out, and the enemy’s reaction was also incredibly fast, firing a shot directly.

Relying on his years of life-and-death combat intuition, Huang Wei slightly moved his head before the enemy fired, and the bullet grazed past his ear, trailing a streak of blood in the air.

Bang! The two collided heavily, and at that moment, Huang Wei’s gun was slung on his back, his right hand wielding a dagger.

Using the Mountain Pressing technique to repel the opponent, he simultaneously plunged the dagger fiercely toward the opponent’s neck!

However, the opponent’s response surprised Huang Wei. Despite taking a solid hit from the Mountain Pressing, he managed to react in time, throwing away his gun without hesitation and extending his left hand to block his neck.

Pfft!

Huang Wei’s dagger pierced through the opponent’s palm but was blocked, failing to deliver a fatal blow.

Originally, Huang Wei had planned to deal with this person in one move, then turn around, using the opponent’s body to block the enemy on the left. But now, the situation had changed. Although he swiftly pulled out the dagger and turned, he was still grabbed by the enemy in front.

Bang! Bang!

The enemy on the left fired two shots, one hitting Huang Wei’s arm, and the other hitting his waist, blocked by the bullet-proof vest.

"Ah!"

Huang Wei roared, his body now positioned to the other side of the enemy, temporarily using the opponent’s body to shield himself from the rear gunfire.

Knowing the critical moment had arrived, and unable to use his right arm, which had been hit by a bullet, he raised his left elbow and swept it toward the neck of the enemy in front.