Chương 48: Fierce Battle with Feng Han

Yellow Leaf Town, on the commercial street. Seeing his son with a mouthful of bloody, broken teeth, and his two gang elders lying like dead dogs at his feet, Feng Han's eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Song Que, enunciating every word:"Brat! Are you deaf when I told you to stop?!" Having long desired to trade blows with him, Song Que didn't stand on ceremony and sneered:"You didn't call my name. How was I supposed to know who you were talking to?"

"Good... very good! It seems the reputation of my Black Tiger Gang isn't quite loud enough yet!" Knowing the other party was mocking him, one could imagine Feng Han's rage. His eyes widened, and he closed the distance step by step. Just then, another group arrived—it was Constable Lu Ji and Wu Yi. They had heard the ceaseless sounds of martial artists clashing and, fearing trouble, had rushed over with their men. Taking in the scene, Wu Yi hurriedly stepped forward to ask:"A'Que, what's going on?"

"Brother Yi, just a minor misunderstanding," Song Que replied with a smile. Seeing Wu Yi acting so familiar with the opponent, Feng Han paused his advance. He knew Wu Yi's background and didn't want to get into a conflict with the authorities. He asked in a deep voice:"Gang Leader Feng, what is your relationship with this little brother?"

"Gang Leader Feng, this is my sworn brother. I wonder if there's a misunderstanding? Could you perhaps settle this?" He's a member of the Wu family? No wonder he's so young yet possesses such shocking martial arts! Feng Han calculated the pros and cons with difficulty before sighing:"So he's a Wu family disciple. May I ask why you laid hands on my son?"

"Gang Leader Feng, you misunderstand. I'm just from Giant Willow Village; I am not a Wu family descendant. As for the reason for today, why don't you ask your own son?" Hearing him say that, Wu Yi frantically winked at him, but Song Que acted as if he didn't see. Just a wild brat from a village. The anger Feng Han had barely suppressed flared up again. But he was also secretly startled. He had heard of Giant Willow Village—a poor, insignificant backwater. How could it produce such a hero?

This kid looked at most fourteen or fifteen years old, yet he already possessed such martial arts! Give him a few more years, and surpassing him would be inevitable. Since they were already enemies, he absolutely could not leave behind a future threat! Thinking of this, murderous intent solidified in his eyes as he stared at Song Que. Seeing Song Que speak so bluntly, Wu Yi knew it was a disaster. Sure enough, seeing Feng Han's chilling gaze, he hurriedly tried to intervene.

"Gang Leader Feng, Song Que is my sworn brother. I hope you can give me some face and let today's incident slide. I will personally visit your home another day to express my gratitude." Song Que, feeling incredibly touched, decided Wu Yi was truly a man worth befriending. He hurriedly tried to talk him out of it:"Brother Yi, you don't need to do that." Hesitating, Feng Han saw Song Que's interjection as an opportunity to push forward:"Since others don't need it, why must you, Constable Wu, insist on meddling?"

"Song Que is my brother! I ask Gang Leader Feng to give me some face!" Wu Yi's attitude hardened. Song Que still wanted to trade moves with the man; how could he let Wu Yi be troubled?

"Brother Yi, let me resolve this. You help me keep an eye on Xiong Ba and these little guys."

"A'Que, don't be reckless!" Wu Yi urged, anxious.

"Brother Yi, trust me." Seeing that resolute gaze, Wu Yi inwardly sighed: A newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger. After trying to persuade him a few more times and failing, he could only instruct him to be careful, then pulled Xiong Ba aside and whispered to Lu Ji. Feng Han saw this and the corners of his mouth curled up. If this kid wanted to die, he would be happy to grant that wish. He shouted loudly:"For the sake of Constable Wu, I will only use three moves today.

If you can withstand them, we'll consider today's incident wiped clean!"

"Haha! Why limit it to three moves? I've long wanted to experience the martial arts of the Black Tiger Gang Leader. Let's have a proper, thorough fight today!" Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. Everyone shook their heads, thinking he was vastly overestimating himself. Lu Ji shrugged at Wu Yi, who frowned incessantly. Being looked down upon by such a brat, Feng Han was genuinely enraged.

He stomped his feet and lunged toward Song Que, his hands curled into tiger claws. Black Tiger Leaves the Mountain! Song Que had been prepared. His Domain condensed and tightened. Seeing the lunge, he didn't panic; he threw a punch, aiming for a direct collision. Wu Yi's expression changed, wanting to shout a warning, but it all happened too fast! The Black Tiger Gang members looked on excitedly, already imagining the scene of bones shattering and blood spraying everywhere. BOOM!

Like a lightning strike, the paving stones where the two collided shattered, and dust billowed. Everyone stared blankly at the scene, mouths agape in shock. The youth stood motionless, his feet having skidded backward. Feng Han, who had thrown the punch, was forced back three or four steps before he could regain his footing. How is this possible?! Feng Han felt a tidal wave of shock within. What immense strength! He's at least 20% stronger than me! Song Que wasn't feeling great either.

Trading fists felt like smashing into a hard boulder, leaving his hand faintly aching. He truly deserves his reputation as a master of 'Skin and Flesh' refinement! But he was also thrilled. His prediction was correct: his raw strength surpassed the opponent's! Hastily channeling Tesseract energy to heal his right hand, Song Que didn't hesitate and launched an active counter-offensive! Feng Han was still in shock when he saw the opponent charging in. He scrambled to defend, looking utterly miserable.

Gritting his teeth, he let out a roar and unleashed 120% of his power to fight back. Only then did the situation stabilize, and the two traded over a dozen moves. The street was already in ruins, the thundering sounds deafening. Everyone was terrified by the sheer martial force displayed by the two. Wu Yi's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Song Que's progress far exceeded his expectations.

"Constable Wu, this youth is truly not a member of your family?" Hearing Lu Ji's surprised voice beside him, he could only smile bitterly:"If my Wu family had such a hero, our elders would be protecting him like a priceless treasure; we wouldn't dare let him out! This really is just someone from Giant Willow Village. My Lord, you're laughing at me; even I didn't think he had such skills." At this moment, the situation was gradually turning perilous for Song Que.

After all, Feng Han's combat experience far surpassed his, and his moves were unpredictable and treacherous. If it weren't for his reflexes far exceeding ordinary people, he would have been struck long ago. But even while dodging, he was beginning to look ragged, desperately trying to keep up. Feng Han, once focused, was terrifying. Seeing that the youth only possessed raw strength and lacked experience, he decided to play the long game, refusing to engage in direct 'clashes of force.'

Swiftly circling behind the opponent, he brought a claw down like a thunderbolt toward Song Que's head, forcing him to lean aside. But that was a feint! His left hand, which had been hiding at his waist, viciously launched a lethal strike! Black Tiger Plucks the Heart! Song Que was leaning away and had no room to generate force. Seeing the claw aiming for his heart, his expression shifted. He hurriedly raised his hand to block, but it was a solid hit!

Five bloody holes appeared on his arm, and he was sent flying backward, rolling several times. Before he could regain his senses, his Domain sent a warning.

"Careful!"

"Roar!" Wu Yi and Xiong Ba were terrified and prepared to rush up, but they were too far away, and how could they be faster than a Second-Grade expert like Feng Han?! Just when everyone thought Song Que was doomed, he rolled with incredible agility, dodging Feng Han's follow-up pounce. Focusing his Domain behind Feng Han, he surged forward, snatching a saber from the ground. Hearing the wind behind him, Song Que hurriedly spun around and slashed horizontally.

Feng Han tried to use his old trick again, but this time, Grandee Song was ready! He wouldn't let him have his way. He used his right hand to firmly parry, refusing to let the opponent get close. The two sides paused, keeping their distance. Too f cking dangerous! Too exciting! * Song Que's adrenaline surged, and he felt immensely invigorated. It was the first time someone had pushed him this far; Feng Han didn't just have an empty reputation.

Escaping death by a hair's breadth, Song Que wasn't afraid but rather thrilled! He hadn't learned formal martial arts, so it was hard to defend against the man. But he had practiced the Wind-Cleaving Saber technique! With the saber in hand, Song Que's confidence skyrocketed. Disregarding his own safety, he continued to charge at Feng Han. The forty-nine moves of the Wind-Cleaving Saber rained down on Feng Han like they didn't cost a cent! The situation turned again, and Old Feng was back to bitterly dodging.

'One inch longer, one inch stronger' wasn't just talk. With Song Que's 7 Horsepower behind every slash, let alone 'Skin and Flesh' refinement, anything hit by him would be sliced in two! After bitterly holding out for a while, Feng Han suddenly crouched down and swept his leg out. Tiger Tail Kick! Song Que's eyes lit up. This was a move he had 'stolen' from Old Feng a few days ago! He remembered the technique vividly.

Immediately seizing the opportunity, he leaped, spun his body, and swept his own leg backward with all his might. Feng Han had just launched his move when he realized the opponent had predicted it and was counter-attacking! He felt a chill in his heart, unable to dodge, and hurriedly raised his hands to block. What was the power behind one of Song Que's kicks? This time, it was Old Feng's turn to be unlucky. CRACK! Accompanied by the sound of bone snapping, Feng Han flew back several meters.

He hurriedly rolled to his feet, blood spilling from his mouth. His wrist was trembling; it was almost certainly fractured.

"Gang Leader!"...

"Protect the Gang Leader!" A group of Black Tiger Gang experts swarmed around him, keeping a wary eye on Song Que. Feng Han's eyes were filled with venomous malice; he hesitated, his mind in turmoil. He still had a trump card, and with the gang members by his side, using it now would give him a seven or eight-tenths chance of keeping Song Que here. However, doing so would drain his vital blood, and he could forget about recovering for a whole year.

"Haha! Is the Black Tiger Gang planning to gang up on him?" Hearing that voice, Feng Han sighed. He knew the matter would have to rest here for today. The person who spoke was Liang Jing from the Iron Saber Guild, who had arrived at some unknown point. Having been observing secretly, seeing his mortal enemy Feng Han trying to pull a dirty trick, he stepped out to mock him—and implicitly, to protect Song Que. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?

Furthermore, befriending such a hero was an opportunity he'd be a fool to pass up. Seeing Feng Han take the loss, wipe the corner of his mouth, and wave his men back, Liang Jing felt secretly elated. At this moment, Wu Yi and Xiong Ba had reached Song Que's side, looking at the Black Tiger Gang with defensive expressions. Knowing the tide had turned, Feng Han slumped his shoulders and cupped his hands:"I admit defeat this time.

'The green mountains remain, and the clear waters will flow forever.' Farewell, everyone!" After glaring at Song Que one last time, he ordered his men to support Feng Hu and the others, then turned and left.