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Chapter 20: Kill them all, you don't mind, right? (Please read on! Please vote!)
Although Huo Dongge resolved the crisis and appeared calm during the standoff, his heart was in turmoil.

He was in a completely unfavorable situation. His opponent knew the Secret Sect Fist very well, and all eight of his killing moves were neutralized, but he did not know that Miyagi Chōjun also had the White Crane Fist.

Know yourself but not your enemy!
Gongcheng Changshun didn't give Huo Dongge much time to catch his breath. He suddenly exhaled, then focused his energy in his dantian and shouted loudly.

"what!"

Miyagi Nagashun channeled his Qi into his dantian, and his movements were guided by a unified flow of Qi.

Each move was accompanied by a shout, creating a terrifying atmosphere!
Now Huo Dongge could only defend himself, dodging back and forth on the stage, unable to fight him head-on.

After parrying more than a dozen moves, Huo Dongge became anxious when he realized he couldn't gain any advantage. Being suppressed like this was turning into a contest of strength, and his chances of winning were slim.

Suddenly, he unleashed a "spy kick," spreading his legs wide and sweeping them towards Miyagi Nagayuki's legs, but the opponent neither dodged nor avoided, allowing himself to be hit.

Huo Dongge felt as if he had struck a hard iron rock. His undercover mission to divide the gold was hasty, and he was unable to exert his full strength.

Not moving at all!

It can't be swept!
Southern Fist uses the body to regulate Qi, and uses Qi to generate power.

The lower body is solid and strong, incredibly stable!
This also shows that Miyagi Chōjun's Southern Fist skills are very high. He has practiced hard and solid stances to this extent, which means he has definitely received the true teachings of White Crane Fist!
"broken!"

Zhao Yuting, who was standing next to Sun Yulong, shook his head, realizing that something was wrong.

Miyagi Chōjun's Southern Fist is too solid. As long as he remains calm and composed, he will be invincible.

Huo Dongge's defenses are difficult to break, and he will only become more and more anxious as the fight progresses.

Chen Zhan also saw this point. It was only a matter of time before Huo Dongge was defeated and fled. He could only hope that it would not damage the foundation and sever the martial arts path.

Unable to achieve his goal with the "Fenjin Tui" technique, Huo Dongge attempted to use the "Lidi Dengtian" technique to turn over, hoping to use Gongcheng Changshun's strength to get up.

Gongcheng Changshun was in no hurry to determine the winner. He punched Dengtian with his fist, took a half step back, and Huo Dongge took the opportunity to do a somersault.

My foot was throbbing with pain. After turning around a few times, my right foot was already swollen.

The two were roughly equal in strength, both possessing the power to channel energy throughout their bodies, and were not far from unleashing their hidden strength.

Which part of the body is stronger when used as a weapon—fist, palm, foot, or elbow? There's no single answer; it all depends on how you prepare.

A punch delivered with full force is far more powerful than a hasty kick.

Huo Dongge made a hasty move and lost.

Miyagi Nagayuki continued to apply pressure, using Tang Shou's heavy upper body skills and Nan Quan's stable lower body, combining them to parry, deflect, block, and strike.

The pressure was so intense that Huo Dongge could hardly breathe.

The people below had stopped breathing, staring intently at the stage. The Jingwu School was very famous, and Huo Yuanjia was once the best in Tianjin, a fact known to everyone.

Huo Dongge was Huo Yuanjia's direct descendant and also his biological son.

Even his fellow martial arts practitioners in Tianjin didn't want him to lose at this point.

Internal strife is the substance, while fighting the Japanese is the face; we share both glory and loss.

Zhao Yuting shook his head, then turned to look at Chen Zhan and shook his head again.

In his view, since Huo Dongge lost, Chen Zhan should step in, but Chen Zhan was thin and occasionally coughed, so he was obviously just there to make up the numbers.

Chen Zhan's hair covered his forehead, making him look somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen this style of dress before.

"Alas, the Jingwu School."

Sun Yulong understood what his senior brother meant when he heard him sigh.

Huo Yuanjia's illustrious reputation, built up over many years, will be ruined in an instant.

We cannot withstand the guns and cannons of imperialism. This is a torrent, a torrent that can only be resisted by the united efforts of the entire nation!

"Oh!"

White Crane Fist moves through the hall and across the line, employing techniques such as "punching hands," "throwing hands," and "stepping legs," advancing simultaneously from top to bottom and attacking from both sides.

His hand passed through Huo Dongge's tightly guarded center line, and with outstretched arms, he slammed his hand into Huo Dongge's chest.

Huo Dongge suddenly leaned back, his chest tight and his lungs filled with pent-up emotions, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Strangely, despite being struck hard, Huo Dongge's body only leaned back and did not fly backward, which was clearly wrong.

"Underfoot!"

Chen Zhan said calmly.

Duan Wu looked down at the feet of the two people on the stage and saw that Gongcheng Changshun had actually stepped on Huo Dongge's left foot, pressing him down with the force of his fall. The force of this step was so great that it shattered the bluestone below even through Huo Dongge's foot.

Huo Dongge's face was flushed. His dignity and reputation prevented him from crying out in pain, but in reality, he was already on the verge of collapse.

Gongcheng Changshun looked reluctant, but then gritted his teeth, kicked out with his left foot again, and kicked Huo Dongge's leg hard, while releasing his right foot at the same time.

"Click, click,"

The sound of bones cracking was exceptionally clear, echoing throughout the stage and the audience.

Huo Dongge slid down the stone platform like a kite with a broken string, and was caught by Sun Yulong.

There was silence.

Moments later, the Japanese side erupted in cheers, and various unintelligible Japanese phrases filled the air.

Gongcheng Changjun shook his head, sighed, and returned to the second floor of the teahouse without saying anything.

At the Jingwu School, Huo Dongge was carried off the stage; his leg was broken!
But he remained silent, not because he wasn't in pain, but because his inner suffering was even greater.

The veins around his eyes were bulging, his gaze was lifeless, his hands were clenched so tightly they were white, and his nails dug into his fingers; it was unclear what he was thinking.

The crowd gathered around, unsure how to comfort them.

There's no way to comfort her.

This is a catastrophe.

Handing over the land deeds and the Jingwumen plaque is fine; the former can be moved to another location to reopen the school and rebuild the school.

But the signboard is the face!

If the face is gone, the sect will perish.

With no one to apprentice him and no one to take him on as a disciple, he could only practice his skills at home for fun.

If it were a small sect, it would be fine, but this is the Jingwu Sect!
The best in Tianjin, the greatest hero of Tianjin, Huo Yuanjia—any one of these titles is prestigious and renowned, making him a figure of great renown.

It was ruined by him.

Huo Dongge was utterly despondent at this moment.

The disciples of Jingwu School were saddened, and the younger children began to sob quietly.

The other boxers shared the same sentiment, recalling the countless times during the Eight-Nation Alliance invasion of China that mountains were destroyed and temples were looted.

Many of them have experienced it firsthand.

However, at this moment, a voice broke the somber atmosphere.

"Wait, there's still one game left, right?"

When everyone turned around, they saw that Chen Zhan's face showed no sadness, but rather some excitement.

Chen Zhan really didn't feel anything. Huo Dongge's leg was broken, but in a martial arts competition, it wouldn't be considered a serious injury, right?

People were often beaten to death or maimed.

As for what happens next, it hasn't happened yet, so why be sad in advance?
Huo Dongge's voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Brother Chen, the Jingwu School has failed. We cannot fulfill our previous promises. I'm sorry."

Chen Zhan nodded, somewhat puzzled: "Brother Huo wants me to admit defeat?"

Huo Dongge was stunned, somewhat bewildered.
Why should I tell you to admit defeat? Do you still want to go up there and die?

"Brother Chen, is that not your plan?" Sun Yulong asked, seeing that Huo Dongge was having difficulty speaking.

Chen Zhan stood up, walked over, and looked through his hair at Huo Dongge, then at Sun Yulong and Zhao Yuting beside him.

"Is this Master Huo's first disciple?" Chen Zhan asked Zhao Yuting.

I had heard Sun Yulong call him senior brother before, so he must be Zhao Yuting, who challenged me to a duel in the newspaper.

The conversation suddenly shifted, catching Zhao Yuting and Sun Yulong off guard before they replied, "Exactly."

"Two members of the Bajiquan sect are also here. I have something to say to you all."

The three were puzzled; Chen Zhan hadn't used the word "discuss" but rather "instruction."

"But it doesn't matter."

Chen Zhan said slowly, "You don't mind if I kill them all, do you?"

(End of this chapter)