Kamii Ichiro's face was a picture of disbelief for a mont.
He simply couldn't believe that his fist had just struck a sixty-year-old elder. That punch felt as though it had hit a steel plate.
"Is that all you've got?" Luv Gang coldly looked at Kamii Ichiro.
"There's... there's no way..." Kamii Ichiro was still very confident in his fists. On the arena, he was known as the man with iron fists, having knocked out many formidable opponents in an instant.
Yet, this gaunt elder in his sixties didn't seem to be affected at all by his powerful punch. On the contrary, he felt pain in his own fist...
"Get lost!" Just then, Luv Gang delivered a direct kick.
Kamii Ichiro was sent flying like a cannonball discharged from its chamber.
Boom... After being thrown backward, Kamii Ichiro crashed heavily against the van, finally coming to a stop.
Crash... Due to Kamii Ichiro's intense collision, the van's windshield shattered...
"This... this old man must know witchcraft... He's using witchcraft..." Kamii Ichiro looked at Luv Gang across from him with a face full of terror.
Kamii Ichiro really had no other explanation. His punch felt like it hit a steel plate, and then, with one kick, he was sent flying so far...
Everything had gone beyond Kamii Ichiro's understanding. Now, the only plausible explanation was that this elder before him possessed witchcraft...
At this ti, the ever-diligent caraman captured the pathetic state of Kamii Ichiro in full detail.
"Kid, stop hiding behind others, co on over," Luv Gang said, pointing directly at Ding Fan.
"Senior, those girls have nothing to do with this matter, please don't hurt them..." Dong Fangshuo snickered while looking at Huan Er and Mu Zi beside Ding Fan.
Luv Gang nodded. "Understood."
At this point, if Ding Fan didn't step forward, others might think he was scared, so he was about to go out there directly.
"Young Master Ding, let handle this person," Huan Er volunteered at that mont.
Ding Fan glanced at Huan Er, then nodded his head.
After all, Huan Er was a disciple carefully trained by Chen Yuanyuan. Although her cultivation wasn't as advanced as his, she was at least at the peak of Earth Level. Moreover, Huan Er had a Spiritual Artifact in her possession.
If Huan Er faced Luv Gang from the underworld, her chances of winning were quite good.
"Be careful," Ding Fan simply warned.
Huan Er nodded, then she stepped onto the arena.
"Brother Fan, can Huan Er handle it?" Mu Zi asked, clearly dubious.
Huan Er also had a Magic Artifact that concealed her cultivation level, so others couldn't discern her power.
"She's more than enough to deal with that old man," Ding Fan said indifferently.
Mu Zi was astonished. She didn't doubt Ding Fan's words. Although Huan Er didn't seem much older than herself, her cultivation was unbelievably powerful...
Kamii Ichiro looked at Ding Fan in disbelief.
"She... she can't be allowed to go up there, that old man knows Great Art!"
"Move aside, or you'll die!" Huan Er approached the arena, her expression calm and full of the poise of a master.
Luv Gang's face was extrely ugly at this point.
First, they sent up a samurai from Japan to mock him, who knew nothing of death. Just after being kicked away by him, now a young girl in her twenties was challenging him.
And the tone Huan Er took on approaching was no less commanding, telling them to 'get lost' directly...
Being disregarded twice in a row... Luv Gang was quite displeased.
"Your chance remains the sa. I'll stand here and only use one hand, one foot..." Luv Gang said coldly to Huan Er.
In Luv Gang's view, one hand and one foot were all he needed to deal with Huan Er.
"Co on..." Luv Gang beckoned Huan Er with his index finger, summoning her.
Huan Er didn't show any politeness as she swiftly moved into action. In a blink, she was already in front of Luv Gang.
Luv Gang was startled. He hadn't expected this young girl to move so freakishly fast.
And what really surprised Luv Gang was just beginning.
With a flick of her hand, a feather fan was already clenched, and with a fierce shout, she swung it forward.
Suddenly, a potent force charged forth with a powerful blast.
The force coming from Luv Gang was like a flood that had broken through a dam, rushing towards him.
"How... how is this possible..."
Luv Gang didn't have ti for any second thoughts as the terrifying force quickly approached him. He hastily extended his right palm to block it.
But it was all too late; Huan Er's Inner Strength was fully unleashed and in the mont of her advantage. With Luv Gang defensively reacting and accounting for his prior injuries...
Boom... An explosive sound roared abruptly.
At the point of collision of the Inner Strengths, dust flew up, and pebbles went flying everywhere.
Long Yi, who had been knocked down and was unable to get up, saw this and opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his mouth agape...
Huan Er, looking frail and pretty...
But she had not expected her fist to be so terrifying...
At this mont, not to ntion Long Yi, even Dong Fangshuo's eyes were wide open. He had always thought of Huan Er as nothing more than a vase. But now, he realized that Huan Er was actually an incredibly strong attacker...
Whoo...
Just then, amidst the rising dust, Luv Gang was suddenly sent flying backward.
Bang... After being thrown a good distance, Luv Gang finally crashed heavily onto the ground.
"Good... so beautiful..." Mu Zi was simply in awe of Huan Er at this point.
Huan Er was about the sa age as her, but her cultivation was on a completely different level.
"Pfft..."
Luv Gang tried to get up from the ground, but before he could manage, he spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Go... go..." Luv Gang urgently said to Dong Fangshuo.
Despite his serious injuries, Luv Gang was still clear-headed. He could tell that the opposition's combat strength was too strong. He hadn't even made a move yet and had been beaten half to death; if the opponent struck together, they would stand no chance.
So, the only option was to retreat now; as long as you keep the green hills alive, you won't fear running out of firewood.
Dong Fangshuo was still dumbfounded at this ti. He had originally planned to enjoy himself after killing Ding Fan and taking Huan Er hostage...
But who knew Huan Er would be so damn powerful...
"Young Master, Elder Luv said we should retreat..." At this mont, a follower behind Dong Fangshuo nudged him.
These followers hadn't expected the enemy to be so formidable.
Luv Gang had the highest cultivation among them, and now that he had been beaten, staying would be just presenting themselves as easy targets.
"Retreat... yes, let's retreat quickly..."
Dong Fangshuo hurriedly turned around to flee, followed by several of his followers who quickly ran over to help Luv Gang up from the ground before they all made a very disgraceful escape...
Ding Fan had never considered these people a serious matter. Furthermore, with the harbor getting closer by the minute, he didn't want to attract needless trouble, adding complications...
Therefore, Ding Fan simply left the driver's body behind.
Mu Zi then used the identity of the mbers of the 34567 group to call the local military, leaving them to deal with the aftermath...
Since the van's wheels had been shot out by Dong Fangshuo and his n, they hadn't driven off in their car when they left.
Thus, the group got into the car Dong Fangshuo and his n had left behind.
Mu Zi took the driver's seat, Huan Er sat in the passenger seat, while Ding Fan and Kamii Ichiro sat in the back.
Although Kamii Ichiro had been violently kicked and sent flying earlier, fortunately, Luv Gang hadn't intended to take his life, so Kamii Ichiro could still move around without much issue.
They had co all this way, largely to film the martial arts tournant on Serpent Island. If Kamii Ichiro couldn't win against the elder and now couldn't even get footage of the tournant, then going back would really be problematic...
Without further ado, Mu Zi checked the car, which was in good condition, so she imdiately started the engine without saying another word.
"Beautiful lady, your martial arts skills are really amazing... I'm truly impressed..." As the car started moving, Kamii Ichiro comnded Huan Er, who was sitting in the passenger seat, with great admiration.
Huan Er, at this ti, didn't feel like talking to Kamii much and simply closed her eyes to rest and recuperate.
"Great hero, didn't you say that your Karate School was the most powerful martial art in the world? How co you couldn't even defeat an old man..." Mu Zi teased from the side.
"It's mainly because I underestimated him. Otherwise, that old man would be no match for ... doesn't Huaxia Country have the virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young? I didn't feel right using my full strength against an elder... but I didn't expect him to be so strong..." Kamii Ichiro explained.
Having heard Kamii Ichiro's words, Mu Zi couldn't help but laugh. "I really am at a loss for words with you people from Japan, speaking nonsense with such seriousness..."
Kamii Ichiro quickly replied, "I'm not talking nonsense, I really am powerful, it's just that I was careless..."
At this mont, Ding Fan turned his head to look at the scenery outside.
After chatting with Kamii Ichiro for a while, Mu Zi then focused on driving, and Kamii Ichiro quieted down.
Perhaps he himself could feel that being knocked over by a man over sixty was too embarrassing, so he wasn't keen on continuing to boast about his past heroics.
The car kept driving and soon reached the harbor.
Mu Zi parked the car in the parking lot and then got out with Ding Fan and the others.
This port was actually just a cargo wharf, where usually only large cargo ships docked. Because of the upcoming martial arts tournant on Serpent Island, the place was unusually lively.
"Hello everyone, this is the port that heads to Serpent Island. We can see many people here already, and in no ti, we will be able to set foot on Serpent Island..."
Upon their arrival at the port, Kamii Ichiro started to provide a non-stop comntary to the cara.
Ding Fan took Huan Er and Mu Zi and imdiately separated from Kamii Ichiro. They had no intention of entertaining his antics.
"Are you going to the island?"
At that mont, a rough-looking man approached Ding Fan and asked.
"To the island," Ding Fan nodded.
"It's a hundred thousand per person. No credit..." The burly man rubbed his chin, eyes fixed on Ding Fan.
Ding Fan knew that these n wanted to gauge his reaction to haggle over the price.
"Fine, here's the money. Can you take us to the island now?" Ding Fan had yet to speak when Huan Er took over the conversation.
"Three hundred thousand, pay and we leave..." the rugged man stated.
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