Infinite Fighting

Chapter 9 Evening
When Zhang Ji rushed to Kratos, he saw that he had taken off his helmet and was sitting next to several corpses, smoking a cigar.

The one leading among them was his former registered disciple, the one he had raised since childhood.

He can also be said to be an adopted son, with the same status as Wu Chen.

"Are you okay now?" Zhang Ji asked.

Although he had only been there for a short time, he had adapted much faster than he had imagined. Now he was used to seeing dead people and corpses.

"It's not over yet."

Kratos looked into the distance, where he could faintly hear the light of car lights approaching.

"Shall we go?" Zhang Ji frowned.

"No need. He could have come just now after receiving the message. Coming now has given us enough time to deal with the traitor." Mr. Kui said, "So, we also need to give him some face and can't just run away."

Zhang Ji seemed to have realized something. It seemed that the traitor under Kratos was not able to take the initiative and was even unwilling to be ordered around by him.

Sure enough, the key to controlling everything is to have your own power!

Soon, a vehicle approached, and then several figures walked out of the vehicle.

The leader was a short-haired man in a sweatshirt, who looked to be in his thirties, with very strong arms and a tattoo on his left shoulder, which seemed to be a Guanyin, but the Guanyin's face was slanted due to the scar.

Zhang Ji heard Wu Chen tell him about the other party.

The leader of Kangcheng District, Hong Kang.

She also has a nickname called Slanted-faced Guanyin.

In the past, we had a cooperative relationship with Kuicheng District and we traded goods with each other.

"Uncle Kratos!" Hong Kang walked up to him and said to him with a smile.

After taking a puff of his cigar, Mr. Kui said, "I really don't want to see you."

"I don't want to see you either." Hong Kang said, "I gave you a chance but you didn't run away and insisted on fighting me."

"Are you willing to be their dog?" said Kratos.

"You don't know who it is. If you knew, you wouldn't have the idea of resisting." Hong Kang said.

"Who?" asked Kratos.

"Five-Shaped Gate!" Hong Kang said softly.

Mr. Kui was silent for a moment, then said: "Impossible."

"It was impossible before, but you seem to have forgotten that half a year ago, the chief disciple of the Wuxing Sect was exiled to the island." Hong Kang said.

Mr. Kui took a puff of his cigarette and said, "It's the same with the Five Forms Sect. I want to negotiate terms with them. I can't just leave like this."

In the distance, Wu Chen also led his men over.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Hong Kang glanced in the direction of Wu Chen and his men, moved his arms slightly, and said, "Don't use your guns. You are also a martial artist, so let's talk according to the rules of our martial arts world!"

"I seem to be at a disadvantage." said Kratos.

Hong Kang did not practice horizontal martial arts, so his body could not withstand bullets, but he was stronger in attack.

So if guns are used, Kratos will have some advantages.

"You don't have many people left." Hong Kang said.

Mr. Kui glanced at Hong Kang and said, "Wait until I finish my cigarette."

Hong Kang saw through Kratos's psychology.

Relatively speaking, Kratos is a little more loyal and doesn't want to see his subordinates die.

Of course, it is also possible that it was because of the three words "Five-Shaped Gate" that gave Kratos another idea.

Halfway through smoking a cigarette, Wu Chen and his men arrived.

Zhang Ji told Wu Chen what had happened, and then the people on both sides stepped aside, quietly waiting for what would happen next.

Soon, Kratos finished smoking and walked under the lights of the vehicle.

In the not particularly spacious venue, Hong Kang and Kui Ye stood opposite each other.

Then, they saluted each other with fists clasped.

"King Kong Sect, Zhao Kui."

"Eagle Claw Sect, Hong Kang."

Almost as soon as the sound fell, the two men punched at the same time.

Kratos's fist hit out, but Hong Kang did not take it head-on. Instead, he raised his palm and pulled his wrist down. The claws that did not look sharp landed on the back of Kratos' hand.

Squeak~!

There was a sound like leather being scratched, and three red marks appeared on the back of Kratos' hand.

However, Kratos also took advantage of the situation to move forward, and his elbow collided with Hong Kang's left arm, knocking Hong Kang back a long way.

The two sides chased and retreated, their hands quickly crossed and they kept attacking.

Zhang Ji looked at everything in front of him, his thoughts changing.

Fighting starts as soon as there is a disagreement. This is a common situation in the late versions of the game.

Fighters use fighting to solve problems. If you are not convinced, just fight. Strength will speak for itself, and the bigger the punch, the more respected.

But this is also a rule that has been passed down in this world since ancient times, otherwise it would not have spread so widely.

Zhang Ji's eyes were serious and he didn't want to miss any details.

Although he has practiced martial arts, he lacks technical skills and relies more on brute force. It is easy for him to defeat those who are weaker than him, but he has a hard time defeating someone with the same level of skill as him, like Kratos.

He had exchanged two moves with Kratos before, and they were easily resolved.

“Pah pah pah pah~!”

The sound of collision was heard, and the two men had retreated to the wall.

Kui Ye kicked at Hong Kang, but he dodged and the kick landed directly on the wall. In an instant, a footprint appeared on the cement brick wall.

Hong Kang's eagle claw swept across, and Kratos raised his hand to block.

"Stab~!"

Along with the sound, Kratos' clothes were torn in an instant, and even part of his flesh and blood was taken away.

The battle was still going on, and Zhang Ji had already seen some clues.

Kratos's moves were powerful but slow, making it difficult for him to launch an effective attack on Hong Kang.

But Hong Kang was agile, and his attacks were swift and penetrating. Kratos's "Iron Shirt" was not fully protected and he was already at a disadvantage.

Want to lose?

Zhang Ji frowned slightly. He didn't want to see this result.

After all, he has placed his bets on Kratos.

“Pah, pah, pah! Sizzle!”

Kratos's coat was torn, and his bulletproof vest was also torn open. God knows what the opponent's fingers were made of.

Zhang Ji's eyesight was relatively good, and he could see that Hong Kang's nails were faintly gray and black.

It looks like some kind of disease, but the color is more like the polish of some kind of jade, and it's even a little reflective.

Before, Hong Kang introduced himself as a member of the Eagle Claw Sect?

So what he practiced should be something like Eagle Claw Kung Fu?
Zhang Ji was somewhat tempted. If he learned this kind of martial arts, he would be able to attack and defend.

It doesn't matter if you have less skills.

Just take the damage and deal damage.

"Pfft~!!"

Suddenly, Hong Kang hooked Kratos' left arm with two fingers, and a piece of flesh was torn off.

In an instant, Kratos's movements became distorted a lot.

Hong Kang took advantage of the victory and pursued Kratos, leaving some marks on his arms with his claws.

It must be that Kratos was wearing a bulletproof vest, otherwise his chest would have been ripped open by a claw.

After several moves, Kratos' neck was caught and he could no longer raise his arms to knock away Hong Kang's claws.

"I lost. It seems that you haven't neglected your martial arts over the years." Mr. Kui said weakly, "Go ahead!"

"stop!"

Wu Chen and the others' expressions tensed, and they immediately drew their guns and pointed them at Hong Kang.

Hong Kang's men also aimed their guns at them, as if they were going to start a fight if they disagreed.

"Don't shoot and don't avenge me. This is our rule. I lost." Kratos said.

He is still a warrior, still remembers those rules, whether civilized or uncivilized, and still respects them secretly in his heart.

He was even a little relieved to see her die in this way. Hong Kang raised his lips slightly, and was about to clasp his claws tightly.

"Stop!" Zhang Ji suddenly said.

Hong Kang turned around and looked at Zhang Ji.

"I fight you, and if I win, Master Kui will not die!" Zhang Ji said, "Isn't this your rule?"

He couldn't let Kratos die so hastily.

How should he cope with the death of Kratos?
Take refuge with Hong Kang in front of you?
Is Hong Kang willing to believe him?
Can he be given the same treatment as Kratos?

Hong Kang looked at Zhang Ji and said, "Let's decide who's better and who's better, and decide life and death."

"Determine the winner and decide life or death!" Zhang Ji nodded slightly.

Faintly, he felt the blood burning in his heart.

Perhaps, he was born to yearn for such occasions and longed for fighting!

Hong Kang threw Kratos aside, and Wu Chen and others quickly came over to help Kratos up.

Zhang Ji took off his helmet and walked to where Kratos had stood before.

The expressions of Wu Chen, Kui Ye and others all changed differently.

Especially Kratos, his eyes are very complicated.

He never dreamed that his casual behavior would lead to the current situation.

Wu Chen couldn't imagine that after practicing for so many years, he was actually not as good as someone who had only learned martial arts for less than two months.

"Do you want to take a break?" Zhang Ji asked Hong Kang.

He knew that if he let Hong Kang get enough rest, he would definitely face a stronger opponent.

But he just said this.

Bullying the weak is not what he desires.

He is more eager and the challenge is stronger!!!
Zhang Ji followed his instinct and did what he felt like.

"Interesting." Hong Kang smiled and said, "No need."

After saying this, he bowed slightly to Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji also returned the greeting.

"歘~!"

The sound of eagle claws breaking through the air was heard, heading straight for Zhang Ji's neck.

Obviously faster and more brutal than before.

Zhang Ji had seen the miserable state of Kratos just now, so he didn't dare to use his arms to block it and could only step back.

“Shush, shush, shush~!”

After three consecutive scratches, the fourth time, Zhang Ji had nowhere to retreat and could only raise his hands to resist.

"呲呲~!"

The clothes on his left arm were torn, revealing three red marks underneath, with blood oozing out faintly.

But it is much better than having a piece of Kratos' flesh torn off.

Zhang Ji also took advantage of the situation and thrust forward with his right elbow.

However, he hit nothing. Hong Kang was very experienced in combat. After a successful strike, he immediately avoided the opponent's attack and did not take the credit for himself.

After retreating to a distance, Hong Kang looked at Zhang Ji and said, "It turned out to be you. Zhao Kui is quite resourceful and has quietly cultivated a disciple like you."

Hong Kang thought through some of the unreasonable things that happened before.

However, he could never have imagined that it took Zhang Ji just over a month to develop this set of horizontal training skills.

So he felt in his heart that Zhang Ji was a person that Kratos had been secretly cultivating and hiding.

Zhang Ji touched his left arm and felt a little wet.

Tick ​​tock~!

Blood oozed out and dripped onto the ground.

Zhang Ji's eyes brightened up a bit.

Looked at Hong Kang opposite.

He felt it.

After being here for so long, this is the first time I feel that I am truly alive!!!

"Come again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ji rushed directly towards Hong Kang.

"Huhuhu~!"

Zhang Ji didn't have much rules, he just punched, and punched again and again.

But Hong Kang didn't dare to take it head-on. He could only evade and occasionally use his cleverness to deflect Zhang Ji's fists and arms.

But even so, he felt that the power was a little beyond his imagination.

Although it is said that young and strong people are more powerful, this one is a bit too strong!

Zhang Ji's moves were very wide and wide, and soon Hong Kang found a flaw and landed a claw on Zhang Ji's right arm.

It's like falling on thick and smooth leather or hard stone. It's hard to put force on it.

"Pfft~!"

Several bloodstains appeared, but Zhang Ji also took the opportunity to turn around and punch.

"Bang~!"

Hong Kang flew backwards two meters, and after landing, he took three steps back and barely stopped.

The sleeves on Zhang Ji's arms were torn, blood was dripping from his hanging fists onto the ground, and his eyes were filled with aggression.

Hong Kang took two deep breaths, put his hand on his chest, assumed the starting posture again, then took the initiative to attack and rushed forward.

“Shush, shush, shush~!”

He swung his claws several times in a row, all hitting Zhang Ji's face and neck. Hong Kang also knew how to use the method of exchanging injuries for injuries.

He could even grasp Zhang Ji's weak spot more accurately.

Faced with such an attack, Zhang Ji could either block it with his arms or evade it.

It is true that one can defeat ten with one's strength, but when he hits Hong Kang, Hong Kang's claws can also tear the flesh on his neck and cut off the artery.

Zhang Ji's arms had been scratched to a bloody mess, and even though his defense was better than Kratos's, his bones were almost injured.

“Clang! Puff!”

Zhang Ji retreated to a rusty water pipe, which was easily broken by Hong Kang's five claws, causing water to gushed everywhere.

Only with such claw power can one easily break Zhang Ji's "Iron Shirt" of twelve levels of strength.

"You're too slow!" Zhang Ji suddenly said in a gap.

Kratos is not a common fighter. Hong Kang first beat Kratos, and then he took the initiative to beat Zhang Ji, a master of the same level or even stronger than him. In the end, he was a little exhausted.

“Tsk, tsk~!”

In response to Zhang Ji, two claws gathered their strength.

But the two claws missed.

If a full-strength attack fails, it means a flaw is exposed.

Zhang Ji had seen how Kratos dealt with this kind of situation before.

Progress, straight punch!
"Hoo~!"

“Bang! Crack!”

Hong Kang was hit in the chest, and several of his ribs were broken in an instant. His body flew out suddenly, and after landing, he took two steps back and lay on the ground, blood already oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Although martial artists' bodies are very resistant to blows, Hong Kang is only slightly stronger than ordinary people. At most, he can compete with the Iron Shirt at 30% of its strength. This punch is enough to injure his bones and make him lose his combat effectiveness.

In fact, if Kratos had been able to hit Hong Kang with a real punch before, it would have been enough for him to suffer.

Hong Kang tried hard to get up, but failed.

Zhang Ji stepped forward, and Hong Kang's men quickly drew their guns and pointed them at Zhang Ji. Wu Chen also reacted and prepared for a gunfight.

"It's even!"

Zhang Ji did not take any more action, but said this.

When Kratos lost, he was not killed by Hong Kang. When he won, he didn't kill Hong Kang either. So it's a draw!

(End of this chapter)