Starforce Warriors

Chapter 18: Do You Still Have The Balls?

Wu Potian had extensive combat experience and relied on his extremely fast movement technique to launch continuous attacks. Meanwhile, Dugu Que remained as stationary as a rock in a raging stream, meeting each attack with his curved blade. One was quick, the other steady. They had exchanged nearly a hundred blows within a few minutes.

Li Xiaofei watched in awe, utterly mesmerized. This was undoubtedly the most spectacular fight he had witnessed since arriving in this era. It provided him with tremendous inspiration.

After several hundred exchanges, Wu Potian began to fall into a disadvantage. His continuous use of a movement technique similar to instant steps clearly consumed a lot of starforce. Moreover, since he was old and physically declining, his vitality was not as robust as Dugu Que's. Since he couldn’t defeat his opponent quickly, his starforce consumption was immense, and his speed gradually decreased.

Meanwhile, Dugu Que repeatedly used the transplanted starforce technique, the Electric Light Blade. Electric currents surged, and the blade's force was unmatched. Wu Potian was forced to retreat repeatedly. If not for the treasured Dragon Fang Sword in his hand that countered the electricity, he might have already been defeated.

"Old fool, you're too weak," laughed Dugu Que as he began to go on the offensive and aggressively pressed forward.

The blade's light slashed wildly. Wu Potian tried his best to dodge but was under immense pressure. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as he was forced to retreat towards the edge of the arena.

Dugu Que's frenzied attacks were accompanied by mocking laughter. "This is the so-called Great Xia martial lineage you keep clinging to? It's truly worthless... The number one expert of the slum? Trash, you disappoint me greatly."

Dugu Yilong laughed heartily below the arena. "Hahaha! My son is invincible. Today is your time to make a name for yourself. Don’t hold back. Kill the old dog."

The other Blackblood Gang experts cheered as their morale soared. Meanwhile, the members of the Dragon Fang Gang looked worried, holding their breath. Wu Tengkong looked particularly anxious as he almost gnashed his teeth to pieces.

Li Xiaofei noticed some subtleties in the fight. At the beginning of the battle, Wu Potian had intended to end it quickly, using his best techniques right away. However, it had not worked. When he lost the rhythm, his situation had quickly become precarious. Yet, for some reason, Li Xiaofei had a feeling that Wu Potian had another trick up his sleeve.

Just then, an unexpected change occurred in the arena. A strange, crackling sound erupted from within Wu Potian's body, like popping beans. His previously sluggish movements suddenly changed as he turned into a blur in three steps. He had moved so quickly that the naked eye couldn’t track him.

"What?" Dugu Que was shocked. He only saw a flash before a cold gleam was at his throat. The Dragon Fang Sword was pressed against his neck. A millimeter further, and it would pierce his throat.

"Great Xia martial technique, Three Steps Cicada Catch," Wu Potian asked coldly, "Now, do you understand the profundity of Great Xia martial lineage, young one?"

Dugu Que opened his mouth to speak several times but remained silent, his face ashen. The crowed erupted around the arena. He had lost. Despite having the upper hand, Dugu Que had lost. The members of the Blackblood Gang stood in stunned silence, while the Dragon Fang Gang warriors cheered joyfully.

Many martial artists in the slum couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect. After so many years, the first hundred-victory champion of the Martial God Arena had been born, Wu Potian of the Dragon Fang Gang. He truly deserved to be number one on the Combat Rankings. From now on, the name Wu Potian would become a living legend in the slum.

"I won't kill you today," Wu Potian withdrew his short sword and said, "But remember this, the Great Xia martial lineage is a treasure left by our ancestors. Without it, someone like you would have long become star beast dung. Don't think that a few so-called high-tech modifications can create true strength. You have a long way to go."

He turned and walked off the arena. Dugu Que was a troublemaker, but he was close to the Ye family, so he couldn't be killed. Killing him would bring disaster to the Dragon Fang Gang.

Suddenly—

"Father, watch out..." Wu Tengkong's shout echoed from below the arena.

But it was too late. A grappling hook attached to a steel chain pierced through Wu Potian's chest from behind.

Crack.

Three bloodstained claw blades sprang open and dug into Wu Potian's chest. Dugu Que was holding the other end of the long black chain.

"Hahahahaha..." Dugu Que laughed maniacally. "You seem to have forgotten, the duel isn't over yet, old man. You were too careless!"

He viciously yanked the chain back.

Squelch.

The blades sliced through Wu Potian's sternum. He fell to the ground, his internal organs shredded by the claws. He had died instantly.

"Father!" Wu Tengkong went berserk as he charged toward the arena.

"No, Little Wu, leave the green hills and you'll have wood to burn another day," The Thunderfire Gang General Manager Chen Wenxian grabbed Wu Tengkong desperately. "Today's plan has failed. This arena battle was a trap. The Blackblood Gang intends to exterminate us. Get the brothers out of here."

"Uncle Chen, even if we leave, we can't abandon my father's body... huh?" Wu Tengkong's words were cut short as his body suddenly stiffened.

Looking down, he saw the blood-drenched tip of a sword protruding through his chest. Chen Wenxian was holding the long sword.

Wu Tengkong gasped in disbelief, "Uncle Chen, you... why?"

Chen Wenxian's expression twisted into a sinister grin as he said, "I'm sorry, Little Wu. Your father lost, so it's all over. I'll take your head as my offering."

He swiftly withdrew the sword and beheaded Wu Tengkong in a swift blow. Cries of shock and anger erupted nearby as the Thunderfire Gang members launched a surprise attack. The Dragon Fang Gang experts were caught off guard and fell one by one.

"Hahaha, everything is under my control. Kill them all," Dugu Que shouted from the arena. "Don't let a single Dragon Fang Gang member escape. Exterminate them."

Xie Jing, Zhuang Huiyuan, and Hong Jiusheng led their followers into the fray without any hesitation. The Dragon Fang Gang was finished. This faction that had ruled the slum for over sixty years was eradicated within moments and the Blackblood Gang achieved a complete victory.

Corpses littered the ground. Dugu Que stood on the arena, one foot on Wu Potian's body, surveying the area like a new king overlooking his domain. No one dared to meet his gaze as all heads stayed bowed. Finally, Dugu Que's gaze fell on Li Xiaofei.

"You little bastard, didn't you boast about making my Blackblood Gang pay compensation to some lowly commoners?" Dugu Que sneered from his elevated position. "Do you still have the balls to demand it now?"

In that instant, Zhong Ling, Zhong Yang, and Chu Yuntian, along with the other Cloudy Sky Gang experts, paled in fear. The worst-case scenario was about to unfold.

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