Chapter 166 Debunking Them Cruelly!

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How could Wang Zheng let go of such an opportunity The moment Xie Pingan rose up from his spot, Wang Zheng also leaped into the air to follow him. With both hands gripping onto Xie Pingan's shoulders, he delivered a powerful knee strike right onto Xie Pingan’s waist.

Xie Pingan was already aware of the attack coming from behind. The moment Wang Zheng’s knee connected with his waist vertebrae, his right elbow simultaneously hit Wang Zheng in the chest!

"Thud! Thud!"

Two dull thuds echoed as they instantly separated.

Wang Zheng was sent flying backward by this elbow strike while Xie Pingan staggered a few steps from being hit.

Mitsuhiro, with his left shoulder rendered useless, slowly got to his feet from the ground. It would take him at least three months of recuperation before he could recover, but he did not give up yet. Instead, he held his sword with his right hand and glared coldly at Xie Pingan.

Wang Zheng lay on the ground, clutching his chest as he coughed loudly. That old man’s blow was indeed too heavy; the force had penetrated through his skin, causing a burning pain in his chest cavity!

Even though he had impressive well-defined pectoral muscles—okay, these weren’t shields either.

This old man was far too formidable. His knee strike just now felt like hitting against iron plates. He could feel excruciating pain shooting up from his knees!

Wang Zheng lowered his head to look at himself; there was already quite a bit of blood seeping out around his right knee, and a large tear had appeared in his pants.

How did he sustain such injuries

Xie Pingan stood still after the exchange, with rage burning in his eyes as he stared at Wang Zheng. Two people whom he considered mere ants had actually managed to injure him, a super expert. This made Xie Pingan extremely angry.

He pulled out a thin plate covered in bloodstains from behind his waist and gave a mocking smile: "You're quite impressive; if I didn’t have this thing, my vertebrae would definitely be broken by your strike, leaving me to spend the rest of my life confined to a wheelchair."

"But I had this." Xie Pingan threw the plate in front of Wang Zheng and said coldly: "This is a pure titanium protective plate with spikes on it. The more force you use, the greater your injuries will be. Your knees won't be able to exert any strength for quite some time."

"You’re truly vicious." After testing his knee, finding it still in excruciating pain, Wang Zheng couldn’t help but curse.

“But you should feel lucky that I didn’t poison the plate.” Xie Pingan shot a cold glance at Wang Zheng and said: “Relax, I won't kill you. Instead, I’ll cripple your limbs before taking you back with me.”

"You're almost in your coffin, yet you still have so much to say." Wang Zheng covered the wound on his knee and coldly remarked: "I've never heard before that the Spring Chant Warrior is a chatterbox"

"Hmph!" Xie Pingan gave a cold snort as he moved once more!

With just two steps, Xie Pingan's body had already rushed to Wang Zheng's front. Just as his foot was about to break Wang Zheng's arm, another blade of light suddenly slashed from behind!

"Looking for death!" Xie Pingan retracted his leg and turned around; his entire body leaped into the air and swept out two whip-like kicks in a row!

The first kick snapped Shimizu Junichi's long sword, while the second one viciously struck Shimizu Junichi on his already cracked left shoulder.

Shimizu Junichi let out a loud roar from the pain and fell to the ground unconscious.

This old man was simply too powerful! Having devoted so many years to rigorous training, he had skills that no one could rival. Even Shimizu Junichi, known as a prodigy of the Mad Sword School, couldn't withstand Xie Pingan's full-power attack!

"Old guy, I don’t believe you still have protective plates!" Wang Zheng’s left leg suddenly pushed off the ground; despite the excruciating pain in his right knee, his body charged straight into Xie Pingan like a heavy artillery shell!

In this instant of lightning and sword clash, Xie Pingan didn't have time to adjust his stance and couldn’t use any leverage mid-air. He could only block with his arms.

This move from Wang Zheng was undoubtedly an aerial Iron Mountain Back Strike; even though Xie Pingan had already blocked the attack angle, at such close range, the impact force generated by Wang Zheng could not be offset!

One knee and one elbow hit directly into Xie Pingan’s palms, but that immense power still penetrated through his hands to reach his body.

The two men separated immediately upon contact. Wang Zheng was brutally pushed back by Xie Pingan and flew backward again; this time, he started coughing up blood mid-air!

And Xie Pingan wasn’t in great shape either; Wang Zheng’s attack had been fierce and used all his strength. Unable to leverage off anything mid-air, Xie Pingan could only take the blow head-on.

Xie Pingan barely stood on the ground, feeling a sweet taste in his throat; he knew that this young man's collision had injured his chest!

The Spring Chant Warrior was thoroughly enraged. He originally came with an attitude of catching chickens like an eagle would do for Su Tianran’s capture, only to be pecked by the chicken! How could he not be furious

Xie Pingan realized that Wang Zheng might have lost his combat capability; taking advantage of this opportunity to strike him down, Xie Pingan was about to exert force when suddenly a sense of extreme danger arose in his heart!

This was a premonition of danger he had developed from years of fighting. Xie Pingan trusted this intangible feeling as much as Wang Zheng trusted his instincts.

Xie Anping couldn't determine the source of danger and, without time to think further, his body immediately twisted to counteract the forward momentum and turn around to quickly evade!

But it was too late!

In that instant, Yip Man Martial King Xie Anping felt a tremendous force hit his arm.

When he looked down, his right elbow joint and below were missing. Blood was gushing out of the wound like a fountain.

A sniper!

Xie Anping didn't have time to look for the severed half-arm; suppressing the intense pain, he rolled on the ground ungracefully before flipping over the fence and disappearing into an alley under the night sky.

In a building a kilometer away, dressed in black, Li Minghao released the trigger of his sniper rifle. He smiled slightly as he watched Xie Anping disappear from the scope: "Even martial arts are no match for a cleaver."

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In fact, Li Minghao fired three shots consecutively, with three bullets forming a triangular formation to seal off all of Xie Anping's evasion angles. But this elderly man who had immersed himself in Yip Man martial arts for decades managed to counteract the inertia and forcefully twist his body, thereby dodging Li Minghao's lethal shot.

Such acute intuition was truly astonishing!

If he hadn't reacted so quickly, Li Minghao's bullet would have hit Xie Anping in the chest instead of his arm!

But this outcome wasn't bad. Severing Xie Anping's right arm meant that this old man who was known as the Yip Man Martial King would lose a significant portion of his cultivation, and the Su family would have one less powerful ally.

However, the price paid was somewhat severe.

Mitsuji Junichi lay unconscious on the ground, with his left arm most likely completely severed. Even if he rested well, it would take at least three to four months for recovery. Wang Zheng was still clutching his chest and coughing; having been hit in the chest several times by Xie Anping, there were presumably significant internal injuries. Additionally, the titanium protective plate from Xie Anping had left a noticeable dent on his knee, requiring some time off.

Sitting in the car, Li Minghao watched Wang Zheng sitting to one side and removing his pants to bandage his wound; he shook his head with a sigh: "Captain, although I don't know your backup plan, I really can't understand you. You've been beaten up like this, yet you still haven't removed the lead and mercury weight bags from your legs."

Li Minghao looked at the weight bag tied to Wang Zheng's leg. Although it was only a thin layer, its weight was an astonishing ten kilograms! Yes, each of Wang Zheng's legs carried a ten-kilogram lead and mercury weight bag.

This meant that when fighting Xie Anping, Wang Zheng had twenty kilograms of additional weight on him.

Wang Zheng took out a small bottle of ** medicine from his body, opened his mouth and drank it. A refreshing sensation instantly filled his chest and abdomen, significantly reducing the scorching pain.

He pursed his lips and said, "I did that purely to numb him. I pretended to be in great pain so he would become careless and give you an opportunity to act."

"Really" Li Minghao laughed with amusement, "You wouldn't know when I was going to move."

Wang Zheng raised his head and saw the mocking gaze of Li Minghao. He immediately turned around and sighed, "Alright, I admit it. I've been wearing this weighted bag for too long and momentarily forgot about it."

Li Minghao was silent. Although he had left Dragon Scale several years ago, the new capital's black market emperor also wore a similar weighted bag on his legs. However, Li Minghao’s weighed five kilograms each while Wang Zheng’s were twice as heavy.

Except during summer, Wang Zheng and Li Minghao would always wear such weighted bags, which had become an integral part of them, just like what Wang Zheng said — they wore it for so long that they momentarily forgot about it.

Recalling past events, Li Minghao and Wang Zheng exchanged a look, shaking their heads with a rueful smile. The two men’s smiles contained considerable bitterness.

In the past, when they were first selected into the special forces unit, they wore weighted bags on their legs as well. Back then, the bags were filled with sand that couldn’t be removed even while sleeping. However, such sandbags would easily get damp; after ten days or so, they had to take out the sand and roast it dry before putting it back in, otherwise, wet sand covering the leg for a long time could easily cause eczema or open wounds.

Later on, with advancements in technology, they started using lead-mercury alloy weighted bags. Suddenly removing these items would feel strange.

But if an ordinary person had to carry ten kilograms of weight on each leg, they wouldn’t even be able to take a step!

However, Wang Zheng could still wear such sandbags and achieve speeds that even the Spring Boxing War King Xie Pingan found impressive.

Li Minghao simply couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying speed Wang Zheng would achieve if he removed his weighted bag

"We've gained quite a bit this time," Li Minghao pointed at the lying Min Shinichi behind them and said, "Not only did we incapacitate Xie Pingan, but also acquired an expert on par with Lin Xijue."

Wang Zheng nodded and said, "He and Lin Xijue each have their strengths. But I haven't truly subdued this young man yet."

"What about this" Li Minghao pointed at a plastic bag containing half an arm covered in blood, "Why did you make me pick it up"

Wang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "I'll have it sent to the Lixin Estate tomorrow by courier." I want to slap them in the face.ng around to lie facedown on the couch with her buttocks high up.As Zhu Hui arched his back, his little brother plunged deeply into the muddy depths.Seeing Zhu Qingqing beside him with her eyes tightl...