Chapter 62: The Duel

  Someone has done such a test, when the nunchaku is swung at high speed, its impact point can produce 725.76 kilograms of pressure, while human bones only need 40.8 kilograms of force to shatter, so as long as someone is hit by the nunchaku, they will either die or be injured.

  So, when Liu Yitiao's stick tip hit the gun tip of Gongsun He Lan, Gongsun He Lan's gun body shook violently, almost flying out of his hand. However, even so, Gongsun He Lan's hands and wrists still felt numb and sore.

  Gongsun Helan took a step back, borrowing momentum, and no longer dared to underestimate Liu Yitiao. As the saying goes, "a master's move reveals all", with just one blow, Gongsun Helan saw Liu Yitiao as a true opponent.

  Yang Bofang and Gong Sun Wenda also nodded continuously on the side, they were all martial artists, naturally they could see that Liu Yitiao's stick not only hit the right spot but also had an extraordinary force. This time, the one who fought with him was Gong Sun Helan, known for his strong wrist strength, if it were someone else, the spear would have been knocked flying.

  Gongsun Wenda and Yang Baofang exchanged a glance, both of them seeing surprise and delight in each other's eyes.

  Gongsun He Lan concentrated her spirit and calmed her energy, once again rubbing her body upwards, using force in her wrist, shaking the golden Dragon Gun, one gun with five consecutive rings, three dazzling gun flowers attacked Liu Yitiao's upper, middle and lower routes.

  This is the Gong Sun family's ancestral linked gun technique, one gun with five linked rings. When practiced to perfection, it can create five gun flowers that attack the enemy's entire body. Gong Sun Wu Da relied on this gun technique back then, and with one shot opening up five flowers, he gained many merits in battle and won the title of Right Three Military Cavalry General of the old Qin Wang Fu.

  Gongsun Helan was able to master the three-gun flower technique at the age of 20, which is already a rare talent in the Gongsun family tree. When Gongsun Wenda saw his son use the family's secret technique, one gun and three flowers, he couldn't help but smile on his face. This rebellious son may be unruly, but his kung fu skills are still very satisfying.

  Yang Bofang saw Gong Sunhe's spear technique and smiled, praising Gong Wenda: "Brother Wenda, Gong Sunhe's spear technique seems to have improved again. At this rate, in a few more years, he might even surpass Brother Wuda. Hehe..."

  "Haha, Bo Fang is overpraising. This kid has some achievements in marksmanship." Gong Sun Wenda looked at the two people dueling in the arena and said: "However, Xian Sheng's nephew is not inferior either. His weapon is very unusual, short and compact, substantial but not flashy. Each strike seems to have a force of over 100 kilograms. If he were to be hit by it, that rebellious son would definitely not have any strength to resist."

  Yang Bofang said, "Wen Da brother's insight is keen. A clever nephew's weapon excels in its flexibility and variability, which seems more practical for close combat. Look at a clever nephew's movements, agile and lively, perfectly matching the strengths of his weapon. Every time he attacks, it must be to rescue; every time he defends, it must be to counterattack. While defending, he can also deliver suitable counterattacks. Hehe, this time, the outcome of the two nephews' duel is hard to predict."

  When Yang Bo Fang spoke, his mood was extremely comfortable. Before, he had always thought that Liu Ming Zong did not pass on the family's martial arts because he wanted to take care of their Yang family. So he had always felt guilty in his heart. Now seeing Liu Yi Tiao achieve such accomplishments in martial arts, the stone in his heart was finally put down.

  Willow brandished a pair of nunchucks, shouting "Da! Da! Da-da-da!" as he mimicked Mr. Lee's moves from the movies perfectly. He switched between six basic movements - chopping, sweeping, hitting, pulling, lifting and pulling - with ease. Not only did he deflect every single one of Gong Sunlan's sword strikes away from his body, but also occasionally landed some deadly counterattacks.

  Gongsun Healan was getting more and more exhausted, he felt that Liu Yitiao was like a spirit snake swimming in the water, if he wasn't careful during the fight, he would be counterattacked. The several clashes between the spear and the stick made Gongsun Healan deeply wary of the force transmitted through the stick, this power would peel his skin off if it hit him, so he became more cautious and calm as he moved around.

  "Brother Yang," Gong Sun Wenda fixed his eyes on him for a moment, then asked, "In your opinion, who will win this duel?"

  Yang Bofang clapped his hands behind his back and confidently looked at the two people in the arena, saying: "Within five moves, He Lanxian will definitely lose!"

  "Oh? Haha..., Brother Yang, your vision is getting more and more accurate." Gong Sun Wenda didn't mind Yang Bo Fang's evaluation of his son, but instead burst out laughing, apparently he also saw the strengths and weaknesses of the two people in the arena.

  As expected, in the second round after Yang Bo Fang's voice fell, Liu Yi Tiao took advantage of Gong Sun He Lan's return gun and inserted a step to sweep his neck with a stick. Yang Bo Fang and Gong Sun Wen Da were shocked, and at this time, Gong Sun He Lan was in a situation where he couldn't dodge or flash back, and if Liu Yi Tiao really swept him, he would have lost half his life.

  Gongsun Helan was also shocked, his heart almost jumped out. No one knew better than him the force of Liu Yitiao's double-ended staff. If this staff were to land, Gongsun Helan would not have lived to tell the tale.

  At this time, the advantage of the double-headed stick was revealed. When Liu Yitiao saw that Gong Sun He Lan could no longer dodge the stick, he leaned his body forward and moved the sweeping range of the double-headed stick a few centimeters forward.

  One of the three major killing moves of nunchucks, strangulation.

  The nunchaku wrapped around Gong Sunlan's neck in a half circle and returned to Liu Yitiao's hand, the rope between the two short sticks tightly tied Gong Sunlan's neck. With a force from Liu Yitiao, Gong Sunlan obediently leaned into Liu Yitiao's arms.

  Liu Yitiao lowered his head expressionlessly and said: "He Lan brother, you lost!" Then he loosened the stick and laid Gong Sun He Lan flat on the ground.

  Yang Bofang and the other person also walked over at this time, looking at Gong Sunhelan lying motionless on the ground. Yang Bofang opened his mouth to ask: "Yi Tiao, what's wrong with Xianzhong? Was he hurt in a vital spot?"

  "It's all right, you two uncles can rest assured. My nephew has left some margin, and he won't hurt Brother He Lan." Liu Yitiao put away his nunchucks and explained to them: "Just now, Brother He Lan was lightly choked by my nephew, and the blood flow was blocked, so he will feel a bit uncomfortable for a while. It's okay to lie down on the ground for a while, no harm done."

  "Good, this stinky kid always thought he was a genius and looked down on others. It's not bad that he got taught a lesson today." Upon hearing that his son was unharmed, Gong Sun Wenda's heart also felt at ease. He smiled and asked Liu Yitiao: "Yitiao, your martial arts skills are exceptional, and the way you wield those two wooden rods is truly magical. It's really enviable! I wonder what kind of weapon you're using? It seems like I've never seen it before?"

  Liu Yitiao handed the nunchucks to Gong Sun Wenda, saying: "This thing is called nunchucks, it was created by my junior, so it's not surprising that Uncle Gong hasn't seen it before." Not wanting to explain too much to these ancient people, Liu Yitiao directly plagiarized the patent for nunchucks.