Chapter 14: Extreme Joy Begets Sorrow

  "How dare you jump up and grab me, aren't you looking for death!" Another palm strike missed its mark, Sun Changfeng saw Wang Zhen burst out of the ground, not surprised but delighted.

  In Chinese martial arts, apart from the usual routines used to practice physical flexibility and suppleness, the actual techniques used to kill are rarely seen in this kind of aerial posture. This is because the ground is the source of power, and once both feet leave the ground, the fundamental force is lost. Although it looks good, it's actually not worth a hit. In Bajiquan, there are techniques to deal with this situation.

  Seeing Wang Zhan committing a major taboo in martial arts, Sun Changfeng secretly rejoiced in his heart. His body instantly retreated half a step backwards, followed by turning sideways, with the strength of a bear and the stability of a tiger. He twisted his waist and hips, without leaving any room for error, concentrating all his power on his shoulders and back. Just as he caught a glimpse of Wang Zhan's feet touching the ground out of the corner of his eye, before his lower body was stable, Sun Changfeng suddenly charged forward with a loud crash.

  This move was exactly the same as the one he used to kill Lei Lao Hu with a shoulder strike earlier, the Eight Extremes Killer Move "Tie Shan Kao".

  "This guy is also a personal talent, still sporting a shaved head. Who knows if he's not a disciple from the Shaolin Temple who has returned to secular life? Unfortunately, he insists on opposing me. With this thick wooden stake as wide as a sea bowl, I can snap it in two with one strike, let alone you, a mere mortal."

  Sun Changfeng thought that he would surely win completely with this move, and immediately end Wang Chan's life. So, without holding back, he used all his strength to strike, determined to make Wang Chan die on the spot.

  He had just turned this thought over in his mind when Sun Changfeng felt a shock run through his entire body, as if he had suddenly crashed into a wall of bronze and iron. With a loud clang, it was as if the thousand-pound bell hanging in the temple had suddenly struck beside his ear. In an instant, Sun Changfeng's eyes were filled with golden stars, his ears buzzing loudly, and half of his body had lost all sensation. A moment later, a cracking sound entered his ears, and his shoulder and back felt a burning pain, as if the bones there had already cracked.

  His feet moved in rapid succession, but the sudden change didn't make Sun Changfeng give up his last hope. He used the Eight Extremities Fist's retreating footwork to violently shake his head, clearing his mind instantly. All he saw was that one side of his shoulder was severely swollen and red, and with just a slight movement, half of his body, including his shoulder and back, emitted a bone-scraping sound like grinding teeth in the middle of the night.

  "Oh no, this guy has the Golden Bell and Iron Shirt technique!" In his heart, Sun Changfeng had just retreated a step back, but before he could even steady himself, Wang Chan was already standing in front of him, his legs bent like a bow, his fists as strong as arrows. With a single punch to the chest, Black Tiger Pierces Heart! Without any fancy moves, it was an ordinary and simple technique, yet the fist wind was fierce, and it actually produced a deafening roar similar to that of a cannonball being fired."

  Sun Changfeng's face changed drastically as he hastily struck out with a palm, barely blocking Wang Chan's fist that was about to break through his middle gate. With a loud "slap", Sun Changfeng felt like he had been electrocuted and stumbled backward in a daze. In the chaos, he had forgotten that his right wrist had already been torn apart by Wang Chan's tiger claw, ripping through skin, flesh, and tendons. As their fists and palms clashed, Sun Changfeng only felt an intense, heart-wrenching pain suddenly surge up to his head, followed by a force transmitted from Wang Chan's fist that was like a solid steel rod, sending his entire body flying into the air in an instant.

  With one move, Wang Chan's face remained expressionless, and his hand didn't show any intention of letting go. He took a step forward, his body moving like a mad wind, and then pressed down with a single palm, releasing his energy! It was the "Crossing the Tiger to Climb the Mountain" move from the Tiger Claw Fist style. Sun Changfeng's body was still in mid-air when he heard a series of cracking sounds coming from his ribs, and his heart turned cold as he realized that after his shoulder blades, wrist bones, and palm bones, the ribcage on this side of his body had also been broken by Wang Chan.

  His idea flashed through his mind, and then Sun Changfeng's whole body shook, his throat was sweet, and he flew up again in mid-air, more than one person high, like a withered leaf in the autumn wind, and was thrown out far away. With a loud bang, he slammed into the hard ground of the cave. Large amounts of blood splattered and flew everywhere, and this eighth extreme senior brother didn't even have the strength to say a word before losing consciousness and passing out.

  Wang Chan dodged the predicament and flew away with Sun Chengfeng's gun, Sun Changfeng made a move and rushed up, Wang Chan used the tiger claw technique from his horizontal training, crossed the tiger and climbed the mountain, and knocked down this wolf-toothed special forces martial arts instructor with one palm, causing multiple internal injuries throughout his body, and nearly all the bones on one side of his body were broken.

  The eagle soars and the rabbit runs; victory and defeat are already decided!

  For these twenty years, Wang Chan has never fought with anyone except Lao Yezi, but that doesn't mean he hasn't had the same life-and-death, kill-or-be-killed experiences as Sun Changfeng. The ferocious beasts in Daxinganling are far more numerous than anyone can imagine, and for many years, to prepare various secret medicines for his own practice, Wang Chan has been hunting tigers and killing bears alone since Wang Dalians death, starting from the age of fifteen or sixteen, he doesn't know how many times he has walked between life and death in an instant.

  A three to five meter long Siberian Northeast tiger, a giant black bear weighing over 1,000 kilograms. These ferocious beasts that grew up in the deep mountains and ancient forests after countless rounds of natural selection are far superior to ordinary warriors in terms of their thick and powerful energy. They were born to be killers, capable of taking down all living things. To have survived until now under the claws and teeth of these creatures is enough to demonstrate just how incredibly strong Wang Chan himself is.

  Day after day, year after year, Wang Chan practiced the Thirteen Taibao Quan skills, and with the help of the legendary elixir Jin Gang You Suo, his physical strength became incredibly powerful, beyond anyone's imagination. It was precisely because he misjudged this point that Sun Changfeng ended up in this situation.

  Moreover, Wang Chan didn't have any intention of holding back from the start. If he didn't move, then so be it; but once he did, it would be a fight to the death. As for why he didn't kill Sun Changfeng on the spot and left him with a breath of life, it was only because Wang Chan wanted to give Zhou Lin an explanation.

  After all, this matter today is directed at Zhou Lin, and it also involves his "family affairs". Putting himself in others' shoes, Wang Chan also believes that there won't be any man in the world who would completely ignore the "debauchee" who seduced his wife. At the very least, psychologically, there will be some surging anger.

  A fierce battle finally came to an end, the cave was littered with corpses, only Wang Chan and Zhou Lin were left standing, exchanging a smile.

  When he learned that he might be kidnapped and killed at any time, Zhou Lin was still able to calm himself down and not be scared, but now that the crisis is over, after witnessing a life-and-death battle with his own eyes, seeing one corpse after another that were beyond recognition, he couldn't help but feel a wave of dry heaves, feeling weak in the limbs, lacking strength throughout his body, and covered in cold sweat from head to toe.

  "Wang Chan, just like that year, you saved my life again in the mountains. Only last time you killed that old red-haired beast that was almost a spirit, this time you killed so many people." After more than half a day had passed, Zhou Lin finally stumbled to his feet, although he still felt as if he was standing on clouds, soft and weak, without any energy, but he could still take two slow steps.

  "You're exhausted, your blood is not circulating well, it's better not to move!" Wang Chan chuckled and ignored the corpses all over the ground. Zhou Lin was still an ordinary person after all, able to withstand great changes, witnessing life and death, his emotions fluctuating greatly several times in such a short period of time, being able to do so was already quite difficult.

  "People say I, Zhou Lin, am the big boss of the underworld in this area, and that I've even smuggled goods to the Russian mafia. They must think I'm a ruthless killer. Even I thought I was a heartless, cold-blooded guy, but after seeing so many dead bodies, I still want to vomit. How embarrassing."

  Zhou Lin's face turned pale as he dryly laughed twice, then picked up a handgun that had its safety off from the ground and walked to Wang Chan's side with heavy breathing. He looked at Sun Changfeng who was lying on the ground not far away, bleeding profusely from the corner of his mouth, and said in a hateful tone: "Brother, is this kid dead or what?"

  "Half of his bones were shattered by me, and several ribs were inserted into the internal organs. He's definitely not going to make it, but I know you're uncomfortable, so I left a breath for you." His gaze quickly swept over Zhou Lin's 54-style pistol, and Wang Chan took a small step back without any signs of alarm. Although Zhou Lin was certainly in no danger, this handgun was just too deadly. After the intense battle earlier, he had narrowly escaped Sun Changfeng's tens of bullets, and the perilous moments were simply unspeakable to outsiders. Even now, Wang Chan still felt a lingering sense of unease whenever he thought about it.

  It is true that one cannot be too careful, and it was from this time on that Wang Chan's heart became filled with apprehension towards the firearms of modern society.

  "Hmm!" Just then, Sun Changfeng's face covered in blood suddenly let out a groan, and his eyes which had been tightly closed snapped open, and he actually woke up just in time.

  "You damn bastard, you seduced my wife and made me wear a green hat...!" Zhou Lin's ears moved, and he saw that Sun Changfeng had actually woken up. His old face turned bright red in an instant, and with a swift movement, he pulled the trigger, raised his hand, and fired a shot, which hit Sun Changfeng's thigh with a loud bang.

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