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Receiving the command from Guan Chao, Ren Hongbo did not dare to slack off. After bowing ninety-nine times, he knew that this last push was crucial. With a single order, the remaining Brothers surged forward, replacing the already battered and bloodied vanguard, showing no mercy to Wu Li and Jufeng, giving them not even a moment's respite.
However, despite the charge, the targets were different. No one was a fool; Wu Li had a fearsome reputation. Both he and his companion had left behind indelible achievements and undefeated records in Zhao City, instilling terror in the hearts of the Unification Alliance and Prairie Wolf's followers. Thus, during the charge, everyone instinctively veered away from them. If they were unfortunate enough to attract Wu Li's attention, they would rather avoid confrontation altogether, weighing their chances against him—no one wanted to stand out at this moment.
So, misfortune turned into fortune. Jufeng, Zhu Yao, and Chang Guohong led the Starlight Ranking members and were met with an exceedingly "warm" welcome from both factions of followers—calling it scorching hot would not be an exaggeration. A vast shadow loomed over them, dimming even the moonlight for a moment.
Yet again, there was a twist. They initially thought that the unfamiliar faces from the two factions would be easier to deal with. However, upon contact, a thought arose—regret for their earlier assumptions! These people were clearly pretending to be weak while hiding their true strength!
The assassins of Starlight Ranking formed two staggered lines, with each person's heel resting on the toes of the person behind them. The first to arrive were a dozen knife-wielders from the Unification Alliance. They raised their blades and swung downwards, thinking they could easily cut down a large swath as if chopping cabbage. However, they were met with an unexpected outcome.
Some movements were fierce; their blades just grazed past but were effortlessly parried by the Starlight Ranking assassins. After their momentum was deflected, the Unification Alliance Brothers felt a slight heaviness in their hearts but did not panic. They continued to swing downwards. Yet this time, they would not have another chance to strike because before they could bring their blades down again, the assassins of Starlight Ranking had already plunged their knives straight into their chests.
Some were slower; before they could even complete their first swing, they found themselves inexplicably stabbed in the chest, staring wide-eyed in disbelief. However, many of those questions would never receive answers.
The assassins of Starlight Ranking moved in perfect unison; their blades pierced just deep enough to target vital areas without killing blows. The front-line assassins struck while those behind stepped forward swiftly, kicking away the already incapacitated members of the Unification Alliance into the crowd behind them, effectively blocking further advances from behind. The flow of people momentarily halted as the Starlight Ranking assassins pressed forward instead of retreating, forming a circle amidst chaos. The surrounding crowd dissipated like mist as they stirred up a storm akin to Steel Blade; they stood firm at the center like an unyielding mountain amidst raging winds.
If Starlight Ranking was formidable in this manner, Jufeng, Zhu Yao, and Chang Guohong would certainly not fall behind. Chang Guohong was seasoned and steady; he resembled a smooth stone polished by years of flowing water—wasting no energy as he dealt with each approaching member of the Unification Alliance with merely a single "gift" of his blade without taking lives. This was not out of mercy but because he understood that killing required more energy in this situation; incapacitating an opponent temporarily was sufficient.
Jufeng and Zhu Yao operated similarly; perhaps the difference lay in Zhu Yao and Chang Guohong's fluid yet simple movements that lacked elegance while Jufeng's strikes could only be described as "artistic."
Jufeng still wielded his knife but used its back to "strike" rather than cut. Among Yanhuang City's eighteen weapon techniques, Jufeng favored staff techniques above all else. His master once said that swords were too beautiful and knives too fierce; other weapons varied greatly in quality but only staffs were truly righteous weapons—not sharp enough to take lives but meant for education. Thus when employing staff techniques, his heart remained clear and bright; standing on principles allowed his strikes to flow smoothly with intent!
Jufeng's Haoran Staff Technique was ordinary—perhaps even mediocre—but it proved exceptionally effective against an unnamed gang like Unification Alliance.
The staff technique flowed like a dragon through the crowd as more members began to realize these unfamiliar faces were extraordinary fighters; yet Jufeng remained inconspicuous among them. As more people surged forward, no one noticed that this seemingly unremarkable figure was rapidly depleting many enemies' strength within a short time.
Those lying beneath his staff kept coming in waves...
Time passed second by second; however, aside from a few brothers from Hua Gang and Starlight Ranking who fell down, everyone else remained tightly bound together as they systematically wore down the living forces of Unification Alliance and Prairie Wolf.
In the midst of the chaotic battle, there were naturally spectators outside the arena. Guan Chao's brow furrowed deeper, and his fists clenched unconsciously. To his surprise, the strength of these thirty or forty individuals was terrifying; they could still operate like machines under the pressure of hundreds. Especially those unfamiliar faces—these seemed to be Hua Gang's greatest reliance.
As the fight progressed, he had to consider his retreat. Although it appeared that both sides still held a significant advantage, the disappearance of Yu Jianyuan and Tang Haoran posed hidden threats. He had sent some brothers to scout the surrounding area, but so far, there had been no signs of movement. Should he feel relieved? Guan Chao dared not think that way; the unknown was always the most frightening.
"Wolf General, the situation is not looking good. These individuals possess strong personal abilities, especially with Wu Li still in play. I think we should invite a Wolf Guard to join me in suppressing their momentum; otherwise, we might suffer heavy losses."
Ren Hongbo shared Guan Chao's concerns. With Guan Chao volunteering to join the fray, he felt it would be unwise to withhold a Wolf Guard, especially given the current dire situation.
"Alliance Leader Guan, you can take two of my Wolf Guards with you. The sooner we resolve this, the better we can avoid future troubles. We shouldn't delay."
Guan Chao had thought along similar lines; Wolf Guards were elite fighters from Prairie Wolf, each a seasoned warrior whose combat prowess was not much inferior to Hua Bang San Long. Prairie Wolf had five major Wolf Generals and nine Wolf Guards, and now Ren Hongbo had two by his side, demonstrating Prairie Wolf's commitment to this battlefield!
However, Guan Chao remained wary of the missing Yu Jianyuan and Tang Haoran. He said sternly, "No. With Yu Jianyuan and Tang Haoran absent, I worry there may be hidden moves. While it's unlikely for more personnel to appear out of nowhere, we cannot afford to be leaderless; we must guard against ambushes. One Wolf Guard should stay here to protect you while Hugeson accompanies me."
Ren Hongbo did not insist further and politely invited Hugeson, one of his Wolf Guards, to join him as they led a team of elites into the battle.
Although Ren Hongbo held some admiration for Jufeng, it was not enough to warrant a personal confrontation. Upon entering the battlefield, he immediately sought out Wu Li.
Wu Li was in high spirits as he fought fiercely; he truly lived up to his reputation as Hua Gang's god of slaughter, having taken countless lives along his path. The number of Hua Gang brothers around him gradually dwindled, but those who remained continued to show remarkable potential. Therefore, Guan Chao could not allow this situation to persist; if their leader fell, the rest would surely follow suit in defeat.
Guan Chao had risen to become the Northeast Alliance Leader of the Unification Alliance during an era filled with talent and had earned Mu Zhongde's recognition not only through his clever mind but also due to his exceptional skills. His cunning plans often overshadowed his martial prowess, making it easy for others to overlook him. However, despite not being as formidable as Hua Bang San Long, he was certainly comparable to a Wolf Guard.
"Wu brother," he called out, "we have brushed past each other several times recently without having a chance for a proper duel. Today may very well be your last appearance on the battlefield; let me have a good fight with you."
Upon hearing Guan Chao's words, Wu Li burst into laughter. He had been frustrated that he couldn't fully enjoy himself against these lesser opponents; how could he let Guan Chao slip away? For someone like him who knew nothing of fear or death, as long as there was a chance to fight—he would seize it!
"Good! Good! Come on then! Let me serve you well!"
Wu Li swept away a group of enemies with a single move, charging toward Guan Chao. As the Steel Blade clashed against his, Guan Chao dared not be arrogant; he reined in his verbal insults, his expression grave as he approached the situation with caution.
Hugeson did not follow Guan Chao; instead, he turned toward Jufeng but did not engage him directly. Instead, he faced Chang Guohong, whose movements were exceptionally skilled—an expert could tell at a glance that his abilities were extraordinary.
Jufeng and Zhu Yao's approach was too wild, making it difficult to attract attention. Chang Guohong remained composed, casting a glance at Jufeng. After receiving a nod of approval, he calmly engaged Hugeson in combat.
The moonlight played tricks, flickering between darkness and brightness, leaving one uncertain whether the final outcome would be light or shadow.
(To be continued)
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