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"He's practically a humanoid weapon! How is that possible?!"

Everyone stared in disbelief, their faces turning ashen.

This battle was a huge blow to them; the gap in strength was far beyond their expectations.

Ah Zha nimbly jumped off the ring, came to his two younger brothers, and said with a smile, "One round is over, please move on to the next one!"

Another uproar erupted from the audience. Everyone looked at each other, hesitant to step forward and accept the challenge...

The scene was extremely awkward, and for a long time no one dared to step forward.

Seeing this, Azha laughed and said, "It seems my second brother will have to take action. Please, everyone, do as you please!"

Upon hearing this, the second brother, Ah Hu, immediately strode confidently onto the arena, displaying the demeanor of a domineering arena champion.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face stepped forward, volunteered to jump onto the ring, and grinned at Ah Hu, saying, "I'll play with you!"

This man was named Iron-Faced Knife, a trusted master under a veteran of the Triad.

He wore a black trench coat, his expression was cold and stern, and he held a gleaming steel knife in his hands, exuding a chilling aura.

"Tch, you're using a knife? Why don't you show me your fists!" Ah Hu scoffed.

"Enough nonsense! Die!" A cold glint flashed in Iron-Faced Knife's eyes, and he appeared in front of Ah Hu in a flash, his steel knife stabbing towards Ah Hu's throat like a silver snake!

The attack was as fast as lightning, its sharpness fully revealed, and everyone was so shocked by the speed of the Iron-Faced Blade that they gasped in astonishment.

Just as the steel knife was about to pierce Ah Hu's throat, Ah Hu suddenly dodged to the side, and the steel blade of the iron-faced knife only grazed the corner of his clothes.

"That was close!" Everyone present gasped.

Ah Hu's face darkened, and he stared at Iron-Faced Knife, sneering, "Is that all you've got? Watch how I deal with you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ah Hu suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Heavenly Thunder!"

With a deafening roar, Ah Hu clenched his fist and punched Iron Face Knife in the chest.

His punch was incredibly fast and powerful, creating a whooshing sound that sent chills down everyone's spine.

Ah Hu seized the opportunity, charged forward, clenched his right fist, and unleashed a thunderous punch.

His punch came with ferocity and lightning speed, full of explosive power.

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As Iron-Faced Knife watched Ah Hu's iron fist about to strike his chest, his face turned deathly pale. Knowing there was no time to dodge, he could only raise his steel knife horizontally across his chest, attempting to use the blade to block the blow.

With a deafening bang, Ah Hu's fist slammed heavily onto the blade of Iron Face Knife like a cannonball.

The force of this punch was so great that it sent Iron Face Knife flying.

Iron-Faced Knife felt a heart-wrenching pain from the steel knife in his hand, as if it were about to break his arm.

At the same time, his chest felt as if it had been bombarded by a thousand-pound hammer, causing all the true energy in his body to surge violently.

"Ouch!" he cried out in pain as the knife flew out of his hand and backward, and he himself flew backward rapidly like a kite with a broken string.

With a loud "boom," Iron Face Knife crashed heavily onto the ground outside the arena, looking utterly disheveled.

The fall made him dizzy and lightheaded, and it felt as if his internal organs had shifted.

"This is truly terrifying power!"

Iron-Faced Knife curled up on the ground in agony, unable to get up again.

Ah Hu's powerful punch was far beyond what he could withstand.

All the members of the Sanlian Gang present were dumbfounded, their faces turning ashen.

They had never seen such overwhelming power, and an unprecedented fear rose in everyone's heart.

Ah Hu stood on the arena, looking down coldly at the disheveled Iron Mask Knife, and snorted coldly.

In this match, Ah Hu easily defeated his opponent with just one punch.

This domineering power undoubtedly had a huge psychological impact on everyone in the Sanlian Gang.

Chapter 202 The Formidable Strength of the Three Brothers

"Oh my God!"

"This power is too strong!"

The people present were both terrified and impressed, and they were all speechless and incredulous.

Ah Hu raised his hand, glanced contemptuously at the iron-faced knife on the ground, clapped his hands, jumped off the stage, and came to his two brothers' side.

"I also won the second game, so it's a best-of-two series, and we've won the first round!"

Ah Zha and Tony both patted Ah Hu on the shoulder with smiles, celebrating their victory in the first round.

The three brothers' strength far exceeded everyone's expectations, making all the high-ranking members of the Sanlian Gang present tremble with fear.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

"They are simply not human!"

Everyone looked at each other, deeply shocked by the powerful strength displayed by the three brothers.

"It seems we must go all out in the second round," a veteran figure said in a deep voice. "We can't let them look down on the Triads like this!"

The others nodded in agreement. Although they were afraid, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for the sake of the Triad's prestige.

"Brothers, as you've all seen, the strength of the three of us is not to be underestimated. I advise you not to act rashly, lest unnecessary bloodshed occur," A-Zha said with a smile.

"Let's end today's contest here. Let's all take a step back and not let the blood of our brothers stain this martial world."

Ah Zha's tone was calm, full of the demeanor of an elder brother.

But no one cared about that anymore.

"What a joke! How could we tolerate outsiders like you shitting on our heads!"

"Trying to take over our Sanlian Gang's territory? Dream on!"

Enraged, everyone drew their weapons, preparing for a second round of melee.

"Brother, it seems they're determined to fight," Tony said in a low voice.

"Since they're courting death, let's show them what our brothers are capable of!" Ah Hu clenched his fists, his killing intent palpable.

"Good, if we beat them into submission, they won't dare to cause trouble again." Azha nodded: "My brothers, let's go!"

"Ahhhh!"

Seeing that everyone had picked up their weapons and were ready to fight them to the death, the three brothers were not afraid at all. With a roar, they charged onto the arena like three ferocious tigers.

Ah Zha's eyes were bloodshot, and all his muscles bulged, like a live volcano about to erupt.

He clenched his fists, exuding a murderous aura that made any weapon seem utterly insignificant in his presence.

Ah Hu's eyes blazed with fury, his entire body radiating an overwhelming aura of evil. His fists were like iron hammers as he stared menacingly at his enemy's vitals.

His punches could easily shatter large rocks.

Tony's eyes were icy cold, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura, as sharp as a blade. Every strike was like an ice arrow piercing to the bone.

He exuded an endless killing intent that chilled people to the bone.

At the same time, everyone roared in anger, picked up knives, spears, and clubs, and rushed onto the stage, eager to tear the three brothers apart alive.

The two sides collided instantly on the arena, creating a deafening roar.

All that could be heard was the incessant sound of impacts as the three brothers' fists and feet rained down on their enemy like a storm.

A burly man was reduced to a tattered puppet under their fierce onslaught, instantly blasted away by the three brothers' punches, crashing heavily off the stage and falling into a heap.

The three brothers cooperated seamlessly, echoing each other, and their combat power far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Ah Zha punched away an enemy who tried to sneak up on him, then turned and kicked away another expert who was wielding a sword.

At the same time, Ah Hu shattered one enemy's blade with a single palm strike and kicked another enemy in the chin like an arrow.

The man was kicked so hard he tumbled three times and fell off the ring.

Tony moved like a ghost, grabbing the necks of his two enemies with eagle claws and throwing them both off the ring.

The three are incredibly powerful and their teamwork is flawless; any enemy can only be utterly crushed.

Seeing that Ah Zha was fighting fiercely, a fat man rolled his eyes and decided to seize the opportunity to ambush Ah Zha.

He crept up behind Azha, raised a thick wooden stick, and aimed it at the back of Azha's head, ready to strike.

"Go to hell!" the big man grinned maliciously and swung the wooden stick down forcefully.

At this critical moment, Azha suddenly turned around, grabbed the big man's wooden stick with his right hand, and then punched the big man's stomach heavily with his left fist like a cannonball.

With a deafening roar, the burly man's vision went black instantly, and his internal organs were shaken violently.

He was sent flying as if he had been struck by an angry bull. His body traced an arc in mid-air, flying a full ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

After the big man fell to the ground, he was unable to get up. He saw stars, clutched his stomach and groaned incessantly. Finally, his whole body convulsed a few times and he passed out.

Ah Zha withdrew his fist, sneered, and plunged back into the melee.

Everyone present was stunned and no longer dared to underestimate A-Zha's power.

Even A-Zha's two brothers couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: