Chapter 74 What's the point of still being alive if it's no use?

  "You're courting death!" Hong Changqing's face turned ferocious. He suddenly lifted his head and glared at Chu Chan, a cold smile playing on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with an unspeakable killing intent, causing Chu Chan's expression to falter, like a punctured balloon. He didn't dare meet Hong Changqing's gaze directly again, instead turning his head to the side and changing color, "Then I'll wait and see who will go down to hell first, you or me, Hongmen, sinking into the underworld!"

  "It's pointless to say these things now." Lin Yuanfang suddenly chimed in, "Just now, Tang Jie said that the martial arts competition between you and Wang Shifu cannot be settled privately, so if we want to avenge past grievances, it should be done publicly. Therefore, although I'm not talented, I have a proposal - why don't we make this battle a wager?"

  "That's right, the life-and-death duel is set for half a month later, on September 9th, Chongyang Festival. At that time, our Hongmen Zhi Gong Tangmen's Tang Jieshou elder will be at the high seas of Guangdong, inviting all top masters from around the world to witness it in person. The triads from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Macau, Southeast Asia, and even Canada will also set up betting pools. With everyone watching, you don't have to worry about our Hongmen disciples bullying people with their power."

  "In my opinion, why don't we each put in $1 billion and make a big bet? What does everyone think?"

  "Whether you gamble or not, that's your business, it has nothing to do with me. On the stage of life and death, I have staked my only life on it, apart from this, there is nothing else!" Wang Chan suddenly smiled lightly.

  Although he had been in the deep mountains for a long time and didn't quite understand the people and things of the present world, but as for Hong Changqing's distant and reserved attitude towards himself, he was clear-headed and knew exactly what was going on.

  "I know, Master Wang, that you're single-mindedly focused on your martial arts skills, and to you, wealth and fame are just fleeting clouds in the sky, external things not worth mentioning. But for us ordinary people, we can't bear to miss out on this extraordinary gamble. If Master Wang doesn't participate, it would be a pity. How about this: as the person involved, one life can be valued at $50 million, and the remaining half can be offset with the necklace around your neck."

  "Is this your true intention?" Wang Chan sneered, "Unfortunately, your calculations are still wrong. Haven't you heard that Thunder said it earlier? The thing is only temporarily placed here with me, and in two days, it will be returned to him. If you want this thing, you've found the wrong person."

  "Oh? Since that's the case, I wonder what Le Shao has in mind. Of course, if it's something that belongs to Le Shao, our Hongmen won't be too stingy either. Apart from the 100 million US dollars, I can also act on behalf of Tang Zong and put up another Tian Gang stone as a bet. This way, whoever wins will get two Tian Gang stones at once. What's not to love?" The light in Hong Changqing's eyes flashed suddenly, directly looking at Lei Feng beside him.

  Lei Feng didn't seem to find the proposal from Hong Changqing and Lin Yuanfang unexpected at all, but instead turned to Wang Chan and said: "I have no opinion on the conditions they proposed, do you agree or not? A month and a half later, after the life-and-death battle, if you win, not only will you get a large sum of betting money, but also completely end this feud. At that time, I will also participate in supervising them, don't worry about Hongmen being treacherous, although the arena is set up on the high seas, there will be naval patrols when the time comes."

  "Alright, I agree!" Wang Zhen nodded without hesitation. For him, resolving the dispute between them and the Hongmen through a boxing match was also a very cost-effective thing to do.

  The Hung Men sect has been in existence for over 300 years, with the sole purpose of overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming. Its profound heritage is impossible to accurately estimate. Wang Zhen, a lone and friendless man, may not fear death, but provoking such a massive entity would be extremely troublesome. At least from now on, he will likely lose even the slightest bit of peace, and will be constantly pursued and harassed by people everywhere, leaving him no time to practice his fist, let alone pursue higher realms beyond martial arts.

  "Master Wang, you're quite bold. This matter still requires both parties to sign a life-and-death contract in advance. Once the people from the Hongmen General Hall have truly confirmed it, I'll personally deliver it to you. So for now, please don't leave Beijing, Master Wang. You have Lei Shao to keep you company, and you can take this opportunity to relax and enjoy yourself."

  In the end, things still went as he had wished, and an agreement was reached. Lin Yuanfang smiled with joy.

  "So it seems that in this matter, Mr. Hong is no longer of any use?" Wang Chan also smiled immediately.

  "What do you mean?" Lin Yuanfang was taken aback at first, and then his face suddenly changed greatly. "Wang Chan, how dare you?!"

  "Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? Since it's no longer useful, naturally it shouldn't stay and take up space." Wang Chan suddenly let out a cold laugh, raised one hand, and with a loud "thud", struck the chest of Hong Changqing, who was standing in front of him, still completely unaware of what had just happened.

  This time, Wang Chan was not a temporary idea, but had been building up for a long time.

  A true martial artist will not normally provoke trouble, but when faced with it, they will not back down and lose face either. A practitioner of martial arts must also be able to withstand humiliation.

  Everyone has bullied me to the bottom of their eyelids, and if I still want to tolerate it, that would be a coward.

  Before, Hong Changqing had always been verbally provocative since they met. When the conversation didn't go as planned, even after having both arms broken, he still refused to back down. Enduring extreme pain, he created an opportunity for Shao Nanhuai, diverting his attention and allowing him to use the Seven Star Needle to launch a sneak attack and kill him.

  All of these have already touched the bottom line in Wang Chan's heart. The reason why he hasn't made a move yet is that he wants to settle the life-and-death struggle while he is still alive. Moreover, Hong Changqing is a ruthless and cunning person who only knows himself and not others, a typical example of someone who will seek revenge no matter what, and has already formed a deadly feud with Wang Chan, leaving him behind would be a disaster sooner or later.

  It wasn't until now, when the dust had settled, that Wang Chan finally made his move, his fist as powerful as a mountain.

  Hong Changqing only felt a sudden shock in his chest, a surge of great power that was hard to control, rushing over.

  The next moment, only a faint cry of "ah" came out of his mouth, followed by a series of cracking sounds! Amidst the mournful cries, accompanied by the shattering of ribs, inch by inch breaking off, until they pierced the heart, the brittle sound of chest and abdomen turning into mush echoed through the room.

  With a single move, Wang Chan lightly withdrew his fist, the expression in his eyes was one of utmost delight. Lin Yuanfang only had time to exclaim "Ah!" before he saw Hong Changqing's face turn red as if dripping with blood, and on the center of his chest, a clear and distinct fist print was embedded into his flesh, almost directly sinking into his entire chest cavity.

  Hong Changqing stood still, let out a mournful cry, and tried to raise his arm but couldn't. He fell to the ground with a thud, spitting out large mouthfuls of dark red blood and chunks of internal organs that looked like mud. His eyes were wide open, his neck twisted at an odd angle on the ground. From bottom to top, he stared fixedly at Wang Chan, his lips opening and closing twice as if wanting to say something. Unfortunately, Wang Chan's fist had already condensed its power and penetrated deep into his internal organs, only exploding outward after a moment, instantly destroying his vitality. Even if he wanted to struggle, it would be in vain.

  But with just two breaths, his pupils were completely dilated.

  Die with one's eyes open!!!!!

  Witnessing this scene, Lin Yuanfang, who was excited just a moment ago, suddenly became calm and stood aside, coldly looking at the corpse of Hong Changqing on the ground. He then lightly sighed and said slowly: "Master Wang, you are indeed too arrogant! Although your boxing skills are divine, after all, you are only one person. In half a month, you will still have to fight for life and death with the Hongmen. At this critical moment, how can you repeatedly take lives? It's true that Shao Nanhua plotted against you first, but killing him is one thing. However, Hong Changqing was also a key figure in the domestic affairs of the Hongmen and a heroic character. By killing him, you have brought trouble upon yourself."

  Wang Chan looked at Lin Yuanfang: "In all things, there must be a reason. If he wants to join hands with others to kill me, he should naturally be prepared to be killed by me. My actions are based on gratitude and resentment, not other considerations. You can tell the people in the Hongmen who have connections with him that I will take care of this matter in half a month. What I don't understand is why there are so many people in this world who don't know what's going on, relying on their power to bully others, and don't they know that a single angry outburst can lead to bloodshed just five steps away? Is it because they think they can do whatever they want just because of the forces backing them?"

  "What a great opportunity, right in front of me, everyone is an enemy! Master Wang indeed has such strength. But you might as well try to move me here. Go ahead, if you can knock me out with one punch, I'll admire you, and we'll be on the same page."

  It's unclear whether Lin Yuanfang was suddenly inspired by Hong Changqing's death to summon the courage hidden deep within his heart, or if he had other plans in mind. The normally timid and fearful Lin Yuanfang suddenly spoke out directly to Wang Chan, saying this one sentence.

  "No hurry, no hurry. Although I don't want to see you either, you still have to help me contact the Hung Men Society. And I'm also quite interested in that gambling session you mentioned. If you want to die, just wait until after the Double Ninth Festival and see if I dare not kill you."

  From a certain perspective, Lin Yuanfang's danger level is even higher than that of the overseas Hongmen, after all, Wang Chan is now in the country, and if he really wants to deal with Lin Yuanfang, a powerful young master, he will definitely be restricted. Fortunately, due to the Tian Gang stone, he still has the power of Lei Feng's faction supporting him from behind, which can be considered as having reached a balance with Lin Yuanfang.

  But such things are hard to predict, and it's not possible to think that there won't be other variables. Especially Lin Yuanfang is not an ordinary "spoiled rich kid". Not only is he deep and calm, but also clever and knows how to endure, knowing when to advance or retreat, making him even harder to deal with.

  Wang Chan smiled slyly at Lin Yuanfang, finished speaking, and ignored him, walking out. However, in the instant they brushed shoulders, one of his palms had already secretly reached out and lightly pressed on Lin Yuanfang's waist, at the vital point.

  Inner explosion of the hidden hand!

  Another internal explosion!

  Although it has been made clear that he will come to kill him after the Double Ninth Festival, Wang Chan is not at ease with leaving Lin Yuanfang behind.

  So this move of his can also be considered a "stone-asking-road" trick.

  When it comes to martial arts, Wang Chan is confident, but he dare not say that he is invincible in the world. At least in Beijing, this place has been a gathering place for officials and nobles since ancient times, and it is also one of the places with the most top-notch martial artists. For example, Dong Haichuan, the founder of Baguazhang, and Yang Luchan, the creator of Yang-style Tai Chi, are famous in later generations not only because their martial arts skills are indeed superb, but also because they have connections with powerful people, which is another important reason.

  The Lin family is one of the top families in the country, with a presence in the capital for three generations and influence all over the world. To say that there are only a few true masters of boxing among those who come and go would be laughable. At least Gao Qiuru was one of them.

  Wang Chan's internal explosion was just a kind of power technique that could be performed when the inner family kung fu was practiced to its peak. In fact, it wasn't mysterious at all and could be solved in the same way as the ancient martial arts masters' acupointing techniques. As long as Lin's family could find a fist master who had practiced the true internal energy of the inner family to perfection within three days, Lin Yuanfang would not die.

  On the other hand, if Lin's family can't find such a person, then there is nothing that can make Wang Zhen worry about it anymore. Lin Yuanfang, even if he dies, will just be dead.

  "What do you want to do?" Lin Yuanfang's face changed instantly as he felt Wang Chan's hand suddenly touch his waist and then quickly withdraw. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he suddenly darted forward, afraid that Wang Chan really was going to come and kill him.

  He had just swallowed the words in his heart, after Hong Changqing's death, Wang Chan would rely on himself and the connection between him and the Hongmen to take action, and wouldn't easily lay hands on himself, so he spoke out to test Wang Chan's bottom line, also to lay a foundation for future events. Who knew that this Wang Chan actually really took action and pressed him once, suddenly scaring his small face pale.

  "Don't worry, you won't die for the time being. Go back and find someone to take a look at you. If they understand what's going on, then there's nothing to worry about. If not, then go ask them yourself."

  Wang Chan burst out laughing, pushed open the door and walked straight out. Leaving Lei Feng to glance at Lin Yuanfang, whose face was covered in cold sweat. This matter was temporarily resolved, but Wang Chan definitely couldn't stay in the capital for long, it's better to find an excuse to send him away quickly.

  "Ah, no good!" Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Lei Feng remembered what Wang Zhenlin said before he left. Li Xuan also recalled that he was hit by an internal family's true energy and entered his body. How could he not know that Lin Yuanfang was also in a similar situation? He shook his head sympathetically towards Lin Yuanfang and quickly turned around to chase after him.

  "Wang Chan, I've arranged a place for you to stay tonight. Since things have been settled, you should also fulfill your promise."

  Thank you all for your support, Lao Lu bows to you!!!!!!!