Nine Flying Dragons defeated, self-blame and painful crying, tears of He Gang's victory in righteousness, destroying the contract.

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  Someone took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Gao Feilong and He Gang wrote down the contents of the agreement on the paper, then signed their names respectively, and finally pressed their handprints. Jiang Zhifei couldn't hold back his temper anymore. Jiang Zhifei said: "He Gang, don't be so arrogant, I'll teach you a lesson." Gao Feilong said: "Big brother, He Gang and I have already made an agreement in writing, signed and stamped it. How can you intervene? Even if you win against He Gang, others will say you won unfairly." Jiang Zhifei almost got his nose twisted in anger. Pointing at Gao Feilong with his finger, Jiang Zhifei said: "You...you...are simply unreasonable!" Gao Feilong ignored Jiang Zhifei, and Jiang Zhifei could only retreat back to his original position in frustration. Gao Feilong made a fist at He Gang and said: "Mr. He, although I highly respect your character, for the sake of the Divine Knife Sect, I will still fight with all my might." He Gang said: "Likewise, for the sake of the anti-Japanese cause, I will also fight with all my might. Young master, please make your move!"

  At this time, He Gang had just taken off his green shirt and revealed a black outfit. Gao Fei Long's posture didn't change, but he kicked towards He Gang's chest with one foot. He Gang dodged it and the two of them started fighting, each displaying their skills. Gao Xing Zhou asked, "Zhi Fei, can you see if Fei Long can win?" Jiang Zhi Fei replied, "Master, you don't understand He Gang. Although he looks gentle and refined, his martial arts are extremely powerful. In the Jianghu world, he is known as the 'Godly Fist Little Zhuge'. This young man is a master of both literature and martial arts. With his skills and intelligence, I think it's unlikely that we can defeat him." Gao Xing Zhou disagreed, saying, "Zhi Fei, how can you praise others while belittling our own? My son Fei Long isn't weak either!" While the two were discussing, He Gang and Gao Fei Long were fighting intensely. Gao Fei Long thought to himself that he must defeat He Gang no matter what, in order to avoid bringing shame to their family and the Shen Dao Gate. In reality, He Gang was thinking the same thing - this victory or defeat would determine whether they could recruit the Shen Dao Gate, so he also wanted to defeat Gao Fei Long. Therefore, both of them were using all their skills to fight each other.

  Gao Fei Long was as fast as the wind, his body as swift as lightning, his palms like knives and his fingers like swords. He was light as a leopard and agile as a monkey, quick as a dragonfly touching water, and powerful enough to overturn the seas and move mountains. Even ghosts and gods would be chilled to the bone by him. He Yung was even more extraordinary, fast as a shooting star and swift as lightning, like a ghost or a demon, truly mysterious and hard to discern. He was steady as a rock, calm and composed, yet his movements were as quick as a ghost, appearing and disappearing suddenly. A hungry tiger pouncing on its prey would be unable to escape, an eagle swooping down on a rabbit would be unable to catch it, heavy as Mount Tai crushing the top of ghosts and gods, fierce as overturning mountains and seas, thousands of pounds of force in an instant. Light as a ghost, quick as a spirit, surrounding Gao Fei Long, spinning around him wildly.

  The two of them fought with all their might, evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand. All that could be seen was their fists and feet flying about, their bodies twisting and turning, everyone watching was mesmerized, cheering and clapping. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a hundred moves, yet still no winner or loser emerged. At this point, He Yung began to feel somewhat exhausted, thinking to himself that Gao Fei Long's physique was robust, his strength formidable, if he continued fighting like this, he would surely lose. What could he do?

  He Gang suddenly had an idea, He Gang remembered that his master had said before, "When you encounter a strong opponent, use your intelligence to take advantage of their weakness and capture them alive. I can use this strategy to win against him." Thinking of this, He Gang intentionally slowed down his pace, panting heavily, and pretending to be exhausted. Gao Fei Long saw this and was overjoyed, thinking: "He Gang, you're running out of energy, aren't you? If I just add a bit more strength, you'll be finished. Although I won't hurt your life, but you will lose face, and from now on, you can forget about recruiting me into the Divine Sword Sect." Gao Xing Zhou saw this and felt relieved, thinking: "He Gang is indeed formidable, fortunately my son Gao Fei Long's martial arts skills are high, if it were someone else, they would have been knocked down long ago." Even Jiang Zhi Fei felt at ease, thinking: "He Gang, if you lose this time, you can forget about recruiting the Divine Sword Sect. What face will you have left to recruit them?" Only Gao Wan Kuai had a furrowed brow and remained silent. Suddenly, He Gang's foot slipped, and his body almost fell to the ground. Gao Fei Long saw the opportunity and was overjoyed, throwing a punch at He Gang with all his might, followed by a Golden Vajra Sweep that aimed straight for He Gang's legs. Gao Fei Long's fist and leg struck simultaneously.

  At this time, Little Chen next to him was so scared that he let out a loud cry; the political commissar said that when it's time to act, you must be quick. Suddenly, He Gang sprang up like a bird taking flight, his body leaving the ground in an instant. As he fell back down, both legs shot out at the same time. In the blink of an eye, He Gang's right leg kicked Gao Feilong's forehead with great force, while his left leg kicked towards Gao Feilong's chest. This series of movements took He Gang only one second to complete. Gao Feilong was shocked and had never imagined that He Gang would use such a trick to lure him into making a mistake. In his haste, Gao Feilong quickly made an iron bridge with his body, tilting it backwards to narrowly avoid the fatal blow. By this time, He Gang's body had already landed on the ground. Before Gao Feilong could steady himself, He Gang suddenly stretched out both hands, one grabbing Gao Feilong's neck and the other palm raised high, chopping down towards Gao Feilong's chest with great force. At this moment, Gao Feilong knew that it was too late to dodge and closed his eyes waiting for death. Just then, Zhang Zhou shouted out: "Mr. He, spare him!"

  He Gang helped Gao Fei Long up, and He Gang said: Young Master, please stand steady for a moment. Gao Fei Long opened his eyes to see He Gang and Yan Yuese looking at him, and he quickly steadied himself. He Gang said: Young Master, I won by luck, you don't need to feel ashamed or guilty. Gao Fei Long stared blankly at He Gang, knowing that He Gang had shown mercy. Gao Fei Long bowed his fist to his chest and said: Mr. He, please don't say any more, I am willing to admit defeat. He Gang said: Young Master, this is just a coincidence, you don't need to hold onto it. Gao Xing Zhou glared at Gao Fei Long, his body shaking with rage, and he shouted hoarsely: You...you...you ungrateful son! You didn't practice your skills well before, now look what's happened! Now you've lost the Divine Knife Sect! How can you face your grandfather? How can you face all the disciples of the Divine Knife Sect? How can you face the entire Gao family?! Gao Fei Long immediately knelt down and wailed: Father, I'm useless! I deserve to die a thousand deaths! Gao Xing Zhou's eyes welled up with tears as he said: Fei Long, you've lost the entire Divine Knife Sect. From now on, it will belong to someone else. You two made a vow in front of everyone, and there are witnesses and written evidence. Even if we want to back out now, it's too late. If we try to back out, what face will I have left in the Jianghu?!

  He Gang hastily stepped forward to help up Gao Fei Long, He Gang said seriously: "Gao Shixiong, young master, you don't have to be sad. I'll say something from the heart, I really dream of recruiting Shen Dao Men, and my recruitment of Shen Dao Men is not to satisfy my personal desires and vanity. I want Shen Dao Men to become a truly anti-Japanese backbone force, like a sharp knife deeply stabbing into the heart of the Japanese devils, and also kill the Japanese ghosts until they cry out for their fathers and mothers, flee in fear, and lose their souls. A great man has something to do and something not to do, but at this critical moment when the Chinese nation is facing life and death, all hot-blooded men with backbone should take up arms to protect their homes and defend their country." At this time, Jiang Zhi Fei suddenly walked over and said excitedly: "He Gang said it well. The ancient saying goes that 'the rise and fall of a country is the responsibility of every individual'. In times of national crisis, we should all unite and jointly resist foreign enemies and fight against the Japanese devils."

  Jiang Zhi Fei grasped He Gang's hand and said, "He Gang, I know you're wholeheartedly devoted to the country and the people, and you want to save them from water and fire. But I don't know what's going on, my heart just doesn't accept you, there's always a knot in my heart that can't be untied." He Gang smiled and said, "That's because our Nationalist and Communist parties are not united, so your heart feels uncomfortable and uneasy." Jiang Zhi Fei laughed and said, "He Gang, don't be deceived, I was sent by the 11th Division Commander to come and recruit the Shen Dao Men." He Gang smiled and said, "What commander's order? Is it actually your father-in-law's order?" Jiang Zhi Fei burst out laughing and said, "That's right, that's exactly what happened!" He Gang shouted loudly, "Old Master Gao, Elder Gao, I, He Gang, absolutely have no personal desires! I just want Shen Dao Men to become the most powerful and bravest anti-Japanese armed force. You don't need to worry, if you really don't want Shen Dao Men to join the Eighth Route Army, I won't force it. The Eighth Route Army will never force anyone. As for today's martial arts competition, let's just treat it as a game."

  He Gang came to the table, picked up the document and said loudly: "To all of you present, I, He Gang, declare once again that today's martial arts competition is just a game. Since it's a game, don't take it seriously, let's pretend this never happened." After finishing speaking, he tore the document into pieces with three to two movements. He patted Gao Fei Long's shoulder and said seriously: "Young master, don't be too hard on yourself or too sad. From now on, Shen Dao Men will still have you in charge, but it would be best if you handed over Shen Dao Men to Jiang Zhi Fei. He is wise and has many strategies, only he can lead Shen Dao Men well." He then said: "Alright, nothing more to say, let's go, Xiao Chen!" Xiao Chen unhappily said: "Director, we used all our strength to win, how can we just leave like this?" He Gang said: "What's with all the nonsense? Let's go!"