Those who reincarnate must die.

"I believe you won't run away!" Jin Minghui chuckled. "That would be too boring, and I believe you're not a boring person!"

Zhang Lang's face flushed slightly. He wiped his mouth with the wine jar, but when he looked at Jin Minghui, he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Just then, Old Master Shen stood up, announced the start of the competition, and personally struck the opening gong!

Almost instantly, Jin Minghui rushed forward and unleashed his signature sword-drawing slash at Zhang Lang!

"Clang!"

The sound of metal being struck rang out. Zhang Lang blocked the blow with his right gauntlet, while simultaneously taking a swig from the wine jar in his left hand and swinging it directly at Jin Minghui!

Jin Minghui dodged, and the wine jar smashed to the ground, splashing the remaining wine everywhere. Zhang Lang followed up immediately, swinging his fists covered with steel gauntlets and launching a fierce attack on Jin Minghui!

For a moment, the sound of blades clashing against armor was deafening... But compared to Xie Yong's fierce battle with Jin Minghui earlier, Zhang Lang's situation seemed far more dangerous!

Compared to an iron rod that is longer than a person, a pair of iron gloves is far too short. As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger. It is already difficult to block Jin Minghui's blade with two iron gloves. In addition, Zhang Lang is not a martial arts master who has received guidance from a famous teacher. His fighting skills are basically self-developed in actual combat. They are simple and direct, which are naturally effective against laymen. However, when he encounters professional martial artists, his moves become much cruder!

His skills were inferior, his weapons were inferior, and all Zhang Lang had left was his brute strength... But when they started fighting, he found that even in terms of strength, he was not the one with the advantage!

Jin Minghui had obviously drawn a physical attribute enhancement. Although his strength was not as good as Xiong An in his beast form, it was much stronger than Zhuang Sicheng and no less than Zhang Lang, and even slightly surpassed him!

In this situation of being completely overwhelmed, Zhang Lang looked much more disheveled than Xie Yong had been! He only managed seven or eight moves before Jin Minghui kicked him away, causing him to stagger and nearly fall!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jin Minghui sheathed his sword, caught up in one step, and unleashed a quick draw slash!

Clearly, this was an attack skill, and its power far exceeded that of Jin Minghui's ordinary slash. If it hit, even Zhang Lang's Iron Bones would probably not be able to withstand it!

Zhang Lang realized something was wrong and immediately used his fists to protect his vitals, but Jin Minghui's slash was clearly aimed at lower body, not at his head, neck, or torso, but at... Zhang Lang's legs!

He wanted to sever Zhang Lang's limbs first!

A technique for regeneration? I'd like to see how you'll regenerate after being chopped into a human stick!

"Clang!"

Jin Minghui's longsword struck Zhang Lang's thigh, but it was actually blocked! The blade only cut a few centimeters into the skin before it could go any further, and it even made a dull thud similar to metal striking metal!

Jin Minghui's eyes widened in disbelief at the feel of the knife hilt! Just then, Zhang Lang swung his iron fist and punched Jin Minghui in the face!

Boom!

Jin Minghui was sent flying backward, tumbled on the ground and stood up, looking somewhat disheveled, but completely unharmed!

It was his parrying ability that worked! Zhang Lang silently counted in his mind: The first strike!

"What's wrong with you?" Jin Minghui asked with a frown, but Zhang Lang didn't bother to answer him at all. The wound on his thigh had already healed. He grabbed a jar of liquor and gulped it down, then staggered forward again!

"Drinking alcohol can enhance physical strength?" Old Master Shen in the stands frowned. "The Great Reincarnation Mantra has this effect?"

"I've never heard him mention it..." Shen Qianqian shook her head.

As they spoke, Zhang Lang had already rushed in front of Jin Minghui. Facing his opponent's longsword, he directly swung the wine jar. With a clang, the wine jar was shattered by Jin Minghui's longsword, and the clear white wine with a strong aroma spilled out. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Lang crossed his fists, and the metal gauntlets clashed, sparking a string of sparks!

With a whoosh, the highly concentrated liquor ignited instantly, splattering all over the two men! Jin Minghui felt his body on fire and hurriedly raised his hand to pat it off, but Zhang Lang didn't care at all. Despite being covered in flames, he rushed forward and punched Jin Minghui again!

boom!

The punch landed squarely on Jin Minghui's chin, sending him flying backward. But Zhang Lang knew that the punch hadn't caused any damage; it had only triggered the block effect!

The second time!

Using the momentum of his backward flight, Jin Minghui rolled on the ground to extinguish the flames on his body. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Lang rushing towards him again, clasping his fists together and slamming them down with all his might!

Jin Minghui's current posture wasn't suitable for dodging, but seeing Zhang Lang rushing closer, he suddenly sneered, "Did you think my Draw Sword Strike needed to wait for its cooldown?"

Only then did Zhang Lang realize that in the time it took to roll over, Jin Minghui had already sheathed his longsword and was now kneeling on the ground, in a stance ready to draw his sword and strike! Judging from the guy's appearance, he clearly intended to rely on his parrying ability to fight him head-on, trading injury for injury!

However, Zhang Lang showed no sign of stopping, and with all his might, he smashed it down directly onto the top of Zhang Lang's head!

At the same time, Jin Minghui drew his sword!

Clang!

boom!

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously!

Zhang Lang's all-out attack knocked Jin Minghui to the ground, but it still didn't cause any damage!

On the other hand, he himself was also sent flying sideways by the immense force of the sword draw, only managing to avoid falling by grabbing the ground with his hand! That sword draw had just slashed across his neck, cutting off a large chunk of flesh, leaving it bloody and revealing the metallic sheen beneath, making him look utterly wretched…

Wait, metallic luster?

The onlookers then noticed that within Zhang Lang's bloody and mangled wound on his neck, a silvery-white metallic luster was gleaming! It seemed to be... a steel bar embedded in the flesh, but it had been severed!

"So that's why you're so hard!" Jin Minghui laughed as he stood up. "You rascal, you actually had something like that hidden inside you?"

"The steel bars he wanted were for this..." Miss Shen gasped, covering her mouth in surprise. "He actually implanted metal inside his own body?"

Zhang Lang frowned, raised his hand to touch his neck. The wound was writhing, and the strip of cloth that had been wrapped around his neck had been cut off, breaking the rubber band hidden inside... Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the broken piece of steel bar was being pushed outward by the writhing flesh!

Zhang Lang gritted his teeth, stuffed the steel bar back in, then untied a few leather ropes from his waist, endured the excruciating pain, wrapped them around his neck, tied a tight knot, and firmly secured the steel bar under his skin. Then he picked up a jar of wine, tilted his head back, and gulped it down!

This series of actions made everyone on the scene, from the audience and contestants to even the experts from the Shen family, break out in a sweat...

Regardless of how painful and dangerous it was for him to have steel bars implanted in his body, just the fact that he had a rubber band tied around his neck... Didn't this guy need to breathe? Wasn't he afraid of going into shock?

"I see..." Miss Shen gritted her teeth and said, "To withstand Jin Minghui's slash, he implanted metal under his skin, relying on his regenerative abilities to survive! But the power of regeneration also expels foreign objects from his body, so he needed leather ropes to secure them! As for the alcohol, was it to relieve the pain? Perhaps, it was also to use his drunkenness to mask the strange gait caused by the steel bars inserted into his body... This guy actually went to such lengths!"

As they were talking, the battle on the field resumed.

"I admire your fighting spirit, but unfortunately, such tricks won't work on me!" Jin Minghui sneered as he charged forward. Now that he knew the other party's tricks, he was no longer afraid. He swung his knife with wide, sweeping strokes, aiming specifically at the areas where the other party couldn't easily block!

Since he has steel implanted in his body, his movements will definitely be clumsy, and he can only take a beating!

Sure enough, after a few moves, Zhang Lang had several wounds on his body. Although they healed almost instantly thanks to his regenerative ability, people could still see a silvery-white flash under each wound as the sun rose!

Not only his neck, but also his thighs, lower back, calves, and chest all had metallic appearances. This guy is practically risking his life to win!

It was clear that Zhang Lang was being beaten back step by step and had already reached the edge of the ring!

"You're really tenacious, but I won't let you fall off the ring so easily!" Jin Minghui sneered. "I want to see how you manage to stick a steel bar in your head!"

With that, he raised his long sword and slashed it straight down at Zhang Lang's head!

Just then, Zhang Lang's steps suddenly became firm, and he swung his left fist, striking Jin Minghui, who was wide open!

Jin Minghui did not dodge or evade at all. Obviously, he had not used up his parry attempts and was confident that he could take the punch!

Boom!

Zhang Lang's fist struck Jin Minghui in the chest!

puff!

Jin Minghui's long sword struck Zhang Lang's forehead!

The skull is the hardest and thickest bone in the human body. With the support of the Iron Bone, Zhang Lang's skull is especially hard. Perhaps Jin Minghui's knife can cut off his arm or even his thigh, but it is not so easy to cut open his skull!

The knife slashed into Zhang Lang's forehead, but got stuck in his skull!

"That's really tough!" Jin Minghui cursed, preparing to draw his knife and slash again!

But at that moment, Zhang Lang suddenly took off his right glove, revealing his right hand, and a small pistol hidden under the glove's arm guard!

This is the pistol Zhang Lang found after killing those three people the night before last! It's small and compact, perfectly concealed within a retractable gauntlet! As the gauntlet fell off, the pistol also dropped, landing right in his right hand. He pressed it against Jin Minghui's chest and fired repeatedly!

These shots forced Jin Minghui to retreat repeatedly. The first few bullets were blocked, and only one hit Jin Minghui!

The gun is out of bullets! The shot that hit didn't cause a fatal wound... The gun is too weak. Jin Minghui's body has obviously been enhanced, and he only suffered some superficial wounds!

But it succeeded in depleting all of Jin Minghui's shields!

The moment he was injured, Jin Minghui realized that his defensive measures had been exhausted. A hint of fear appeared in his originally arrogant expression, but then he saw that Zhang Lang's gun was out of bullets, and a murderous intent surged in his heart!

We can't give him any more chances, kill him immediately!

Thinking of this, Jin Minghui accelerated and instantly rushed in front of Zhang Lang, launching a sword-drawing slash!

Without dodging or avoiding, Zhang Lang raised his hands and lunged at Jin Minghui!

With a sharp sneer, the blade struck Zhang Lang's ribs, severing the bone and penetrating several inches into his body. Even as he was struck, Zhang Lang endured the excruciating pain, grabbed Jin Minghui, and held him tightly in his arms.

"You think I only have knives?" Jin Minghui suddenly opened his mouth, and a burst of flames shot out, instantly engulfing Zhang Lang's head!

This is his secret weapon, a rare skill with great power and a long cooldown. Most importantly, it is unexpected. When encountering a strong enemy, he can suddenly use it in melee combat, which is enough to turn the tide of battle!

Like now!

So what if you can regenerate? So what if you can't be killed? I'll burn your head to a crisp and see how you can regenerate or revive then!

But just then, a loud bang rang out!

boom!

Jin Minghui's flames came to an abrupt halt. His face was filled with disbelief as he looked down and discovered a hole the size of an apple in his chest! His heart had been shattered, and his spine broken…

With his last vestiges of consciousness, Jin Minghui looked at Zhang Lang and saw that the area on the other man's abdomen, corresponding to his own wound, was also a bloody mess...

"What...is...it..." With these last words, Jin Minghui's body collapsed to the ground with a thud, his long sword falling to the ground with a clanging sound.

Zhang Lang remained standing on the ground, one hand outstretched, the other resting on his side, fingers intertwined with two rubber bands. His head was charred black, his hair still sparkling, making him stand there like a bizarre sculpture…

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