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boom!

Duan Xuan's fingers trembled slightly, and the hidden dart in his long sleeve shot out three times like a bullet.

The impact struck a tree trunk with a rather hard outer bark, the three points aligned perfectly, amplifying the killing power and creating a large hole.

This is a brand new sleeve arrow that Duan Xuan pieced together using some parts over three days.

It can fire in rapid succession, and the arrows fired at short distances can be accurately positioned in the same direction.

Hidden in the cuff, it will catch you off guard and have an excellent effect.

"Oh, this thing actually increased by 30 points on the first test, that's interesting!" Duan Xuan noticed that the panel in his mind had increased by dozens of points.

I was quite surprised.

It turns out that when making those simple traps, the points are only added when the prey triggers them.

However, once it was made, it did not provide any additional benefits.

But now, these three hidden arrows are quite special.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's because the precision of the triple-sleeve dart far surpasses that of the past." It took five days to improve it.

The material Duan Xuan used for the arrowheads of his sleeve arrows was no longer simply wood, but rather covered with a thin layer of metal.

"With the help of the internal ejection mechanism, as long as you seize the opportunity, even a martial artist in the early stage of internal strength can be defeated."

  

There's no way they could react in time, and even if they did, the hit would be devastating!

Duan Xuan felt around in the gap in the tree trunk for a few moments.

The smooth and even surface indicates that the arrow's momentum was uninterrupted and its force was immense.

He then retrieved three thumb-length arrows from the other end of the tree trunk and, as if loading bullets, stuffed them back into his sleeve one by one.

"There are still many areas for improvement, such as range, cornering, kill radius, and muzzle velocity."

Furthermore, the materials and textures used in its production are also important; to penetrate the defenses of a martial artist with internal strength, the arrowhead must be sharp.

At the same time, it is necessary to prevent the hidden force martial artist from noticing the sneak attack, and to crush the sleeve dart by bursting out force at close range.

"Alright, let's leave it at that for today. As for its exact power, we can have Zhao Hui and his sister test it out soon!"

Two days ago, Renhetang sent someone to Duan Xuan's home to inform him that the second boxing match was starting today and to invite him to watch the fight.

Duan Xuan happened to need Zhou Wei's help with something.

……

The medicinal herb garden on the back hill.

When Duan Xuan arrived, both sides had already deployed their forces.

The rules of this competition are very simple: Bai Yutang doesn't even need to act.

The winner takes it all; this has expanded to control of a medicinal garden that is six times the size it was a few months ago.

If they lose, they will only have to give up the competition for the medicinal garden, but Renhetang will not gain any substantial benefits.

The territory that was lost before, Bai Yutang and the other smaller forces would naturally not return.

After listening to Zhou Wei's explanation, Duan Xuan suddenly felt that Bai Yutang and other forces were not much different from the Wolf Village.

One is a force full of wildness, and the other is a force that appears elegant after being packaged, but is actually even wilder.

"The result of the match is so unfair, why should I accept this boxing match?" Duan Xuan asked, puzzled.

Zhou Wei, with his hands behind his back, chuckled and said, "That's why the second boxing match was postponed for more than a month."

Bai Yutang has gained several new partners. With the support of the Scale Python Martial Arts School and the Inner City Golden Jade Hall, they plan to use the last two boxing matches to completely swallow up Renhe Hall.

As Bai Yutang's supporters grew and powerful internal energy martial artists emerged under his command, Renhe Hall had no choice but to agree to a ceasefire in order to find a way to break the deadlock!

Duan Xuan understood that if Bai Yutang did not recruit allies, expand his power, and gain a more proactive voice, they would not delay this fight.

Given that Renhetang could defeat them, it would naturally not agree to delay.

However, the situation reversed again. The longer one side dragged on, the more advantageous it became, while the other side became weaker and weaker, and had no choice but to compromise to give themselves some breathing room.

Duan Xuan looked at Ren Yu in the center of the arena through the crowd. He stood tall and unmoving, but his hands were trembling slightly due to his intense concentration.

But Duan Xuan understood that Zhao Yuan had probably already made up his mind about how to deal with him.

Ren Yun, the young master of Renhetang, and Ren Wanqing, the real person in charge of Renhetang, noticed that Duan Xuan had arrived and nodded in greeting.

But the fatigue on his face and his worry about the game were obvious to anyone.

"How confident is Ren Yu?"

Zhou Wei stood with his hands behind his back, his previously smiling face instantly filled with worry.

He looked up, seemingly in grief and melancholy: "Perfect!"

"Ten percent?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ren Yu and Zhou Yuan had already exchanged their first blow on the arena.

The Lingyuan Tongbei Fist is characterized by its wide, sweeping movements and the use of double whips to unleash powerful attacks.

Even in their first encounter, Ren Yu showed no intention of testing the waters. His hands moved like waves sweeping across mountains, crashing forward wave after wave.

Duan Xuan looked closely and realized that this move was the Hengyue evolution of his own Breaking Mountain Fist.

Zhao Yuan launched a fierce attack immediately, his hands itching from a month of waiting.

Like a serpent, he slipped into the gap in Ren Yutong's fist, about to get close enough to coil around his bones and crush them.

But this strike, similar to the one from Hengyue, was unleashed. Tongbei Fist is inherently fierce, and it actually created a half-circle ripple of force.

Zhao Yuan had to bend over backward, but his legs were not idle.

As the upper body bent down, it wrapped around Ren Yun's waist like a snake's tail.

The scene of him sparring with Zhou Wei at the Renhe Hall training ground immediately flashed into Duan Xuan's mind.

Although Zhou Wei did not use his feet, the entanglement of his hands and feet was an advantage of the snake-python power technique.

He chose to rely on his burst of energy to create distance again, as long as he wasn't entangled by the snake-python's power.

Both Tongbei Quan and Poshan Quan have significant advantages.

However, Ren Yun did not seem to unleash his full power; instead, he did something that Duan Xuan did not expect.

He remained motionless, yet there was a very obvious force at work.

In an instant, he gathered his strength in both hands and lashed out fiercely at Zhao Yuan, who was using his waist strength to wrap around him.

Faced with this attack, a normal martial artist would definitely loosen their legs and move away to find a new opportunity to attack.

However, Zhao Yuan was arrogant and fierce, and the more people opposed him, the more passionate he became.

With a sinister laugh, he suddenly exerted force with both legs, and the Serpent Python Kung Fu was now complete.

Ren Yu's fist slammed down heavily.

click-

boom--

Two loud explosions rang out simultaneously.

Ren Yu's ribs were crumpled into a gruesome mass.

Using the momentum of his punches, he actually knocked out one of Zhao Yuan's eyes.

The skull and sternum were also smashed to pieces and dented inwards.

Bang bang bang.

Despite the excruciating pain, Ren Yun leaned forward with all his might, trying to restrain Zhao Yuan who was about to ride on his neck, and crawled toward the ground.

Upon contact with the ground, Ren Yun's Tongbei Fist descended like a storm.

Zhao Yuan was completely stunned, his pain masking disbelief.

He never expected that someone would be willing to trade injuries or even their life for his.

Ren Yun is even crazier than him!

However, in the heat of battle, even a moment's hesitation can determine the course of the entire battle.

Ren Yu's wild punches rained down again and again. Zhao Yuan tried to cunningly shout "surrender," but his throat was shattered.

Then came the other eye, then the entire head. His legs, which had been hooked around Ren Yu, finally released all their force.

Ren Yu's attack did not stop; from top to middle and from middle to bottom, he smashed every bone in Zhao Yuan's body to pieces.

He only stopped when Ren Yu felt chest pain, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were pierced by bone fragments.

Seeing the tragic scene on the stage, Duan Xuan finally understood what Zhou Wei meant by those two words.

Ren Yu made a sure-win decision: to trade injuries for injuries, to trade lives for lives.

During the month-long rehearsal, he must have failed Zhou Wei several times, but no matter what tricks he used, he could not win 100%.

The only way is to lose eight hundred of your own men to injure a thousand of the enemy!

After both sides announced the result of the fight, Ren Yu had exhausted all his energy, but he still stood there.

He glared fiercely at Bai Yutang and the representatives of other forces, as if he were about to rush up and tear each of them apart alive at any moment.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky. Don't forget our rules: each side has three candidates for the fistfight."

I only lost one of the worst warriors, Zhao Yuan, while you only have the margin for error of one warrior.

Why don't you hand over this medicinal herb garden to me, Bai Yutang, and let your headmaster, Ren Wanqing, come and become my concubine?

"Both sides are happy, how about it?" Bai He, the head of Baiyutang, mocked amidst the crowd's support.

Ren Wanqing did not engage in verbal sparring; her only response was a firm look in her eyes.

"You bitch, you and your Renhetang will be mine sooner or later!" Bai He didn't even look at her.

Zhao Yuan, who won his first boxing match and did a lot of dirty work for him.

He simply waved his hand, casually discarding it as if it were a useless object: "This piece of trash is already dead, so let's find a place to bury him."

Don't bother preparing a coffin or anything like that, it's a waste of money.

Such a resolute and heartless act.

But Bai Yutang and his other partners seemed used to it and didn't pay any attention.

Only Renhetang and Duan Xuan were slightly shocked.

Bai Yutang is so ruthless and cold-hearted. If such a force truly controls the market for martial arts pills, how can things possibly be good?

When Bai Yutang and his group left, leaving only Renhetang's group, Ren Yun could no longer stand and knelt on the ground, wailing loudly.

He won this battle, but he also lost completely, because what difference does it make whether his sternum was shattered or his martial arts career was ruined?

The desire to reach the third threshold of the Transcendent Realm is now hopeless for life.

Everyone stood silently to the side. How could they not understand that Ren Yu, as a martial artist, was capable of such a feat?

He must have made a huge decision, and now he is in so much pain.

Renhetang's disciples carried Ren Yu to the best medical clinic in another county for treatment.

Worry reappeared on the faces of Ren Wanqing, Ren Yun, and other senior executives.

"Bai He is right. They have two more martial artists, and they are definitely stronger than Zhao Yuan."

But we don't have a martial artist stronger than Ren Yu.

"If we encounter another martial artist who fights with injuries, even if we win all three matches, what will we do in the fourth?"

"Why……"

"Nowadays, no martial arts school is willing to cooperate with Renhetang, for fear of losing a fight and leaving a bad reputation for themselves."

"We've also been swept up in this power struggle; Renhetang has reached its most difficult moment!"

Everyone remained silent.

Zhou Wei glanced at Duan Xuan slightly and realized that the young Duan, who always liked to practice boxing to develop his strength, was now a fan.

There is neither an obligation nor an intention to get involved in this boxing match.

However, based on the boxing match just now and the recent voluntary increase in stakes, Zhou Wei believes that the time is approaching, but not yet.

"We have ten days to consider the next boxing match, and this time we have the initiative in choosing the venue."

"There is still room for Renhetang to change its course," Zhou Wei said.

This was both to reassure everyone at Renhetang and to be said to Duan Xuan.

"I hope so!" Ren Yun said with a wry smile.