Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 243 03-25 - 123 Feng San: How is this possible (10,000 words, please subscribe)_6
Chapter 243: Chapter 123 Feng San: How is this possible (10,000 words, please subscribe)_6
After hearing this, Nan Batian said, “My brother makes a good point, but looking at the two now, they seem to be evenly matched—it’s likely to be difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time!”
Elder Liu Laoguai also said, “Indeed, it might take some time to decide the winner.”
On the side, Zhang Liye, Qiao Hongyan, and several other masters of Energy Transformation also thought the two were at an impasse, believing it would take some time to decide the victor.
But just then, the crowd suddenly let out a gasp!
Damn!
Then everyone saw Feng San, who had been on the offensive, suddenly fly backward, spitting out blood, and crash heavily to the ground.
...
At this scene, everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
What happened!
At this moment, Feng San, lying on the ground, pointed at Chen Jie shakily with his hand and said, “You, you, ah—”
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Another burst of blood followed.
Then the old beggar smashed the table with a slap and furiously exclaimed, “Stone Breaking Hand, Peng Shizhong, you actually passed Stone Breaking Hand to him!”
Hearing this, everyone looked at Peng Shizhong in astonishment.
Stone Breaking Hand was indeed Stone Breaking Hand. Everyone knew this was Peng Shizhong’s signature technique, and by passing on Stone Breaking Hand, it meant that Chen Jie was recognized as Peng Shizhong’s heir, with a position in the succession even above Feng Xuan and Zheng Chuan.
Feng Xuan and Zheng Chuan had been raised by Peng Shizhong from the age of seven or eight, and everyone had thought these two were the certain heirs. But now, within just a few days, Chen Jiusi had popped up.
At this, Feng Xuan’s and Zheng Chuan’s faces looked awful.
Feng Xuan said, “It is Stone Breaking Hand!”
Zheng Chuan said, “Our adoptive father actually passed on his signature technique to him, what does that make us?”
Feng Xuan said, “Ha, maybe our adoptive father has his difficulties. After all, White Tiger Hall is facing life and death!”
Zheng Chuan glanced at Feng Xuan, then followed with, “Our adoptive father is never wrong. I’m happy for Fifth Brother getting this opportunity!”
Feng Xuan said, “I’m happy for him too!”
Although the two spoke of happiness, there wasn’t a trace of joy on their faces.
Meanwhile, the audience below erupted.
“Damn, how, how is this possible? That Chen Jiusi is too sly, hiding Stone Breaking Hand, a technique of utter yang and hardness, within his defensive moves. Feng San didn’t notice and got seriously injured!”
“But Chen Jiusi’s timing was impeccable. I even feel like, even if I knew he was about to ambush me, I still wouldn’t be able to guard against it!”
“Chen Jiusi, he’s truly a monster!”
“This round, Chen Jiusi is going to win!”
At this moment, the betting changed completely, with the odds for Chen Jie versus Feng San becoming 1:2. Now, Feng San’s winning became a long shot.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Chen Jie on the stage.
At this time, Feng San, coughing and sprawled on the ground, seemed unable to move, while Chen Jie was stepping closer to him. If you don’t remove the roots when you chop the grass, the spring breeze will bring it back to life.
He was about to kill.
Now Feng San, clutching his chest and looking at Chen Jie approaching, took out an elixir from his chest and tossed it into his mouth.
This was the Golden Crow Pill his master had given him, which, once taken, allowed one to ignore all injuries and recover peak combat strength.
As he secretly took the pill, he continued to cough and feigned great pain.
But his eyes were turned toward the audience; the disciples below caught his gaze and understood.
Chen Jie was now approaching Feng San slowly, raising his hand, ready to strike with Stone Breaking Hand. If he hit his forehead this time, his head would explode like a watermelon.
Chen Jie stepped closer.
Just before he reached Feng San, Feng San suddenly looked up with a golden glow on his face. His eyes, shining with golden light, looked at Chen Jie and said, “Can you spare my life?”
“Can’t,” responded Chen Jie after hearing his words.
Feng San suddenly smiled, “What if I beg you?”
“Then I definitely can’t!”
After hearing this, Feng San said, “You really are ruthless and heartless!”
Chen Jie said, “One can’t help but be under the control of others in the Jianghu. Meet your death!”
As he spoke, Chen Jie slapped towards Feng San with a palm.
Feng San, seeing this, sneered, “Hahaha, unfortunately, you’re not worthy to kill me!”
“Knife!”
Swoosh!
Immediately, someone from below threw up Golden Saber Feng San’s knife, and Feng San directly made a sweeping cut towards Chen Jie.
Chen Da was shocked and quickly scattered back.
With a ripping sound, Chen Jie’s left shoulder was slashed open, and blood instantly began to flow.
“Ah!”
Seeing this scene, Su Yunjin almost fainted from fright, exclaiming aloud.
Meanwhile, the audience below started cursing loudly, “Despicable, resorting to sneak attacks, shameless!”
“Lowdown, shameless!”
…
The sounds of shouting and cursing were endless, but did Feng San care? He didn’t. What damn reputation? He only knew the victor was king; Chen Jiusi, meet your death!
Saying this, the golden knife in his hand frantically chopped towards Chen Jie.
At this time, Chen Jie’s left shoulder was injured, and he could only retreat continuously as his blood stained his clothing red.
At this moment, Peng Shizhong on the stage angrily said, “How dare you play dirty!”
The old beggar glanced at Peng Shizhong and said, “Our Beggar Sect’s Golden Saber Feng San is an expert in using the knife, yet you insisted on comparing hand-to-hand combat, which was unfair from the beginning. Where have we cheated?”
“You!”
Peng Shizhong was furious but powerless, as the other several did not take a stand, and with his own serious injuries, he was not a match for the old beggar.
At this moment, the scene was incredibly out of control, and just then, below the stage, Zhou Chu saw this scene and immediately noticed Chen Jie’s large gun.
“Jiu Si, catch!”
Chen Jie, continuously dodging and extremely annoyed by the opponent’s sneak attack, saw the long gun flying towards him and leaped up to catch it.
With the long gun in hand, Chen Jie immediately exhibited “Thirteen Breaking Tribulation Strokes.”
The first stroke!
[Bone-Deep Longing—Longing!]
Clang!
Chen Jie’s gun pointed directly at the blade of Feng San’s knife, a bone-penetrating force causing Feng San’s previously injured abdomen to suffer damage once again.
The second stroke!
[The setting sun on the river, the lonely smoke rises straight, flying geese send old friends—Separation!]
Clang!
Another stroke sent Feng San’s internal energy tumbling, causing him to stiffen up involuntarily.
Seeing this, Chen Jie wielded the long gun!
The third stroke!
[Dream shattering at the fifth watch, the heart nearly broken, horn sound blows off the plum blossoms of the moon—Wandering Soul!]
Swoosh swoosh swoosh…
The long gun conjured up countless illusions, and at this moment, Feng San desperately blocked, but it seemed as if there was a great fog before his eyes, obscuring Chen Jie’s moves.
Swoosh!
But when he could see clearly, the long gun had already pierced through the clouds and dense fog.
A ruthless thrust to his throat, piercing straight through the back of his neck!
In an instant, the whole place went silent, the entire audience was in an uproar, everyone’s eyes widened in shock at the scene before them!
