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After the expansion of Canglang One Floating Life, there were many large, open grassy areas that often appeared somewhat desolate. However, ever since the return of the Great Victory and the Unification Alliance, the place had become lively.
On one patch of grass, dozens of people sat on the ground, forming a circular space in the center. Everyone's gaze was fixed on a pair of individuals in the arena, and cheers would occasionally erupt from the crowd.
In the center, Liu Xing was fully focused, standing in a ready stance. Not far away, a young man wore a serious expression, showing no signs of relaxing his guard simply because he was sparring against a child.
They had already exchanged blows several times, but he had gained no advantage over Liu Xing. As a member of the Azure Wind Antelope, having been through the trials of concert night, his strength had been thoroughly validated.
However, Liu Xing was also a witness to that night, so he had to take this seriously. Losing to a child—regardless of him being Brother Jufeng's godson—would indeed be quite embarrassing.
As for whether Brother Jufeng would be upset if he lost, he didn't need to worry about that at all; Jufeng was watching from outside the crowd and had promised a reward of ten thousand if he won.
Thinking of that ten thousand reward motivated him to give it his all. He lunged toward Liu Xing.
Seeing his opponent charge in, Liu Xing's eyes sharpened as he deftly moved aside just in time to evade an attack. But Liu Xing wouldn't remain on the defensive for long; while dodging, he swiftly turned and lightly pressed his left hand against the back of the Azure Wind Antelope member.
The member suddenly felt warmth on his back and thought it was bad news. He quickly rolled forward to escape using his momentum.
However, Liu Xing was like a relentless shadow. Although his left hand had left the member's back, he accelerated forward like a shooting star and closed in again.
Just as the Azure Wind Antelope member stood up, he felt a cold wind rush at him from behind and instinctively sidestepped to avoid another strike.
But before he could celebrate his narrow escape, Liu Xing's hand returned mid-air and landed heavily on the arm that the Azure Wind Antelope member had hastily raised for defense. With a sharp shout from Liu Xing, the member was sent stumbling backward.
He staggered across the ground until he reached the edge of the seated crowd and finally managed to stop himself—thankfully without falling.
Typically, sparring matches would conclude quickly after just a few exchanges.
The Azure Wind Antelope member shook his head helplessly and cupped his hands in surrender toward Liu Xing. Liu Xing showed no arrogance as the victor; instead, he returned the gesture with humility and respect.
Alas, that ten thousand reward slipped through his fingers.
The surrounding crowd erupted into enthusiastic applause. There was an inherent respect for these elite talents who had emerged from rigorous selection processes. Moreover, Liu Xing was merely a child at such a young age.
As the applause faded, Liu Xing stepped out from the crowd and approached Jufeng. Chang Guohong signaled for everyone to continue sparring while Liu Xing followed Jufeng outside.
Jufeng held a sword in his hand and passed it over. Liu Xing reached out to take the sword, a lovely smile lighting up his face.
"Thank you, Dad."
Jufeng affectionately ruffled Liu Xing's hair and said meaningfully, "Snow Clear gave this to you, but Star, remember not to draw your sword lightly in front of others. Once the sword is drawn, it means there will be a separation of life and death. Do you understand?"
Liu Xing nodded, somewhat confused but not overly concerned; as long as he remembered it carefully and followed through, he would eventually understand the reasoning behind it.
The father and son walked off the lawn and entered the courtyard of Canglang One Floating Life, where Xue was approaching them. Jufeng patted Liu Xing on the shoulder, and he went into the room alone to familiarize himself with the famous sword.
Jufeng and Xue walked into the courtyard's field, where many fruits and vegetables had already begun to show their brilliance. Some were growing vigorously, and anyone unaware of the details would surely praise whoever tended to this crop as a skilled hand.
Jufeng gently tidied some withered branches and asked Xue, "This morning, Snow Moon officially ascended to the position of leader. Have A-Zheng prepare a comprehensive set of formalities to congratulate Hua Gang."
Xue nodded in agreement, thinking to himself that after all the turmoil Hua Gang had experienced, they had managed to make a comeback. Although Hua Gang was still in need of revitalization, it was far more vibrant and cohesive compared to before; its future prospects were indeed brightening, unlike the previous Hua Gang.
The calamity of the Unification Alliance was not necessarily a bad thing for Hua Gang; after all, only after rebirth can a phoenix truly rise as the leader of all birds.
Hua Gang's momentum was changing rapidly; how could our hurricane not be similar? As Xue pondered this, he felt a bit of a headache.
He said to Jufeng, "I just discussed this with them. We brothers have fought through together; they have great trust in you and me. I subtly hinted at holding down Northeast, and they did not oppose it."
Upon hearing this, Jufeng unconsciously put down his hand that was fiddling with the new branches and sighed, "Our authority still holds sway; they naturally won't say anything outright. However, that doesn't stop them from thinking otherwise. It's no surprise—who doesn't want more power and fame in this world?"
After a pause, Jufeng continued, "In truth, it's still my fault. I initially thought that establishing a small gang in Washing City would be enough. Little did I know that once we embarked on the path of dominance, it's not something you can just stop whenever you want."
Xue understood Jufeng's sentiment; being in the world of martial arts means one is often bound by circumstances.
Jufeng fell silent for a moment; there seemed to be no good solutions at present, so he could only leave it at that.
"Let me think about it some more. It seems we are not suited for living peaceful lives."
The Unification Alliance has fallen, and the Hua Gang, along with the hurricane known as Great Victory, has risen again from the brink of collapse. Once a powerful gang, the Unification Alliance now faces a dismal end after a prolonged war that has lasted since March. This conflict has witnessed the rise and fall of a once-mighty dynasty and the thunderous emergence of a new generation.
The Hua Gang is firmly established in the capital, with half of its strength concentrated around Hebei Province, while the other half is stationed more in the central and western regions. On one hand, they are on guard against their deadly rivals; on the other, they are wary of the chaos from the south spilling over into their territory. As for the Northeast, it remains largely open, which serves as a subtle hint to the hurricane and others about their intentions.
Perhaps Flower Snow Moon means no harm, but even the most natural actions can be spun into elaborate interpretations by those with ulterior motives.
Regarding territorial matters, the hurricane is content in the Northeast and has no immediate plans for further action. After its rebirth, the Hua Gang is preoccupied with various issues and hasn't had a chance to discuss everything openly. Given Flower Snow Moon's friendship with Jufeng, she wouldn't dare say anything that might undermine such a significant gift from the hurricane, even though most members of Hua Gang do not believe they owe anything to it.
Friendship can often be complicated.
Just as everything seemed to be settling down, an unexpected attack by an unknown gang struck the hurricane's branch in Liaoning Province. It seems that trouble never allows the hurricane a moment's rest!
(To be continued)
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