owlsbooks Chapter 53 Great Victory
Chapter 53 Great Victory
"Ahhh..." Liu Changfeng screamed in agony on the platform, his hands and feet broken, the pain unbearable.
More painful than physical pain is heartache. If your hands and feet are broken and your bones are crushed, it is only possible to reconnect and restore them with the most precious medicine.
But how could a mere martial artist like him afford top-tier medicine?
Therefore, his path in martial arts was completely ruined, and all his achievements, fame, wealth, and status today were earned through the sword in his hand.
The knife is broken; can he still maintain everything he has?
Can the Viper Gang provide for him in his old age?
If he had known the other person was so terrifying, he would never have gone on stage!
The opponent did indeed use the Taizu Changquan style of weapon techniques, which were simple and unadorned, yet they dealt terrifying damage.
Compared to his shrill roar, the two gangs below the platform fell into a deathly silence.
The Black Tiger Gang and the Viper Gang were enemies before, and now everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
fast!
The outcome was decided in just over ten moves.
ruthless!
The loser, his hands and feet shattered, rolled and screamed in agony on the stage.
迷！
The winner was someone no one expected to succeed: a newly promoted martial artist who practiced the Taizu Long Fist!
"Alright!" Li Erhu was the first to react and shouted!
The Black Tiger Gang members finally came to their senses. Everyone shouted, brandishing their swords and knives, their emotions running high, letting out all the pent-up frustration they had been holding back.
The members of the Poisonous Snake Gang opposite them had frosty expressions on their faces, looking as if their parents had died. The arrogance they had just displayed was now replaced by deep frustration.
Widow She was so angry that her face turned deathly pale. Her two long, narrow, alluring eyes turned into copper bells as she glared fiercely at Yang Silang, all traces of her former gentleness and charm gone.
Leader Shang laughed heartily as he stepped forward, transforming from a sick tiger into a laughing worm.
He originally wanted to pat Yang Silang on the shoulder and give him a big bear hug, but when he saw that the fierce killing intent in Yang Silang's eyes had not yet dissipated, he changed it to a few dry "good"s.
"Good brother, from now on, the Black Tiger Gang will receive monthly offerings. As long as the gang survives, the Yang family's share will not be less!"
"Our gang owes you a huge favor!"
Shang Laohu solemnly agreed, then leaned closer and asked in a low voice.
"Brother Yang, are you still able to fight? Let me provoke them and see if I can get Iron Palm Covering the Sky to come up as well."
Yang Silang was already somewhat annoyed that the matter had ended too quickly, so when he heard about this good thing, he naturally nodded in agreement.
The game we just played.
One was unaware of his own strength, and the other was unaware of his own weakness. The fight ended in a dozen or so moves, and neither of them had even recovered from the shock.
If we can trick another one into coming up, we can hold back our strength and exchange some moves with them.
Seeing that he nodded, Shang Laohu felt reassured, so he pointed to Widow She, whose chest had turned into a bellows and whose peach-blossom cheeks had turned into ice.
"Widow She, don't say I'm bullying you..."
"As long as you still have Copper-Skinned Warrior, we agree to another round to determine the winner."
"Iron Palm Covering the Sky" seems like a good idea, what do you think?
Behind Widow She, Iron Palm Covering the Sky turned pale upon hearing this. Seeing Widow She turn to look at him with pleading in her eyes, he immediately lowered his head.
He and Liu Changfeng were evenly matched in strength. If it weren't for the tempting bait that Widow She offered, which led him to her bed, he would never have agreed to betray her; it would have been too damaging to his reputation.
Now that Liu Changfeng is just a pile of mud on the ground, his going up there won't change anything.
Disappointment flashed across Widow She's face.
She turned her head, gritted her teeth, and simply waved her hand.
"withdraw!"
Before leaving, she glared at Yang Silang a few times, making a mental note of this new troublemaker.
Yang Silang showed her his face openly and made sure she remembered it.
The members of the Viper Gang retreated from the mountain like a tide. Shang Tiger shouted from behind, "Widow She, since you have admitted defeat, I will send people to take over the territory after you come down the mountain."
Widow She paused, but without turning around, she led her followers down the mountain in silence.
Today's life-or-death arena has been decided by both gangs, who have invited a neutral party with no vested interest in either of them to attend. This person is also from a local gang.
Whether you win or lose, you have to accept the consequences of your bet. If you go back on your word, you will be ostracized and ridiculed by the local underworld.
The Viper Gang suffered a crushing defeat and fled in disarray, while the Black Tiger Gang emerged victorious and was in high spirits.
"Brothers..." Shang Laohu's face was flushed with pride, "It's all thanks to my brother Yang's righteousness and superb martial arts that we achieved this victory today!"
"Let's set up a grand banquet at the headquarters, and all the brothers will celebrate for Brother Yang!"
The followers below joined in the shouting and yelling.
Li Erhu was also very excited and happy. He had only brought his brother over to be a quiet background figure, but unexpectedly, his brother became the main character in no time and stole all the spotlight!
From now on, everyone will know that I, Li Erhu, have an extraordinary brother.
But—oh no, Silang and I are brothers, and the gang leader and master also call Silang brothers.
Then I'll become Silang's nephew?
This is inappropriate!
He temporarily put aside these thoughts and rushed in. He was so excited that he wanted to punch Yang Silang in the chest or slap him on the shoulder, but he felt that neither was appropriate. Brothers were still brothers, but it was different if brothers killed the Copper-Skinned Warrior.
In the end, all he could do was hold Yang Silang's hand and smile foolishly.
night.
The headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang.
The last time Yang Silang came here, he could only stand outside the door as a porter, glancing enviously inside before asking the gatekeeper to go in and find Li Erhu.
Now, he is the most honored guest sitting in the very center of the main hall.
At this moment, the air inside and outside the headquarters was thick with the smell of alcohol, and apart from those on guard duty, many of the gang members had flushed faces.
Fortunately, Tiger Shang remained vigilant and did not allow anyone to get drunk.
Inside the main room, the atmosphere of the banquet was lively.
Almost all of the Black Tiger Gang's senior and middle-level members were present and toasted Yang Silang. Yang Silang accepted all the toasts and drank quite heartily.
Li Erhu, who was standing next to him, was all smiles. Just now, the gang leader had publicly accepted him as his last disciple.
Li Erhu joined the gang late, so he couldn't be the senior brother, but he could be the junior brother.
Everyone knows that the eldest brother and the youngest brother hold the most special positions and are both likely to succeed as the leader of the Black Tiger Gang in the future.
Yang Silang also benefited greatly.
The Black Tiger Gang respectfully presented five hundred taels of silver notes, which was cashed out on the spot after the fight; they also promised to provide the Yang family with twenty taels of silver every month thereafter. As long as the Black Tiger Gang existed, they would provide these twenty taels of silver every month without requiring Yang Silang to pay anything else. It was quite a show of sincerity.
The group drank until late at night before finally dispersing.
Yang Silang, as the greatest contributor of the day, was urged to drink the most and was already drunk. He settled down in the guest room, while Li Erhu was arranged to stay in the next room.
late at night.
He stood in the narrow space of the room, and after an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of drunkenness left; he was perfectly sober.
Yang Silang slipped out the door and went to the next room.
Li Erhu was sleeping soundly when someone patted his face, forcibly waking him up. Still grumpy from being woken up, he groggily opened his eyes and was about to start cursing.
In the candlelight, Yang Silang sat on the bed, staring at him, his face half-hidden in darkness, his eyes gleaming eerily.
When Li Erhu saw that it was still dark, he was startled and instinctively crossed his arms and hid in the bed.
"Fourth Brother..."
"No, Fourth Uncle, why are you in my room instead of sleeping at night?"