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"How dare you!"

Seeing that Fang Chang didn't take him seriously at all, Wu Que was furious and laughed in anger.

This brat, whoever he came from, dares to be so arrogant; he simply doesn't know the meaning of death.

He hated nothing more than these handsome, arrogant pretty boys.

After all, Wu Que himself is that kind of person, so he doesn't allow others to be like him.

Moreover, compared to this pretty boy, Fang Chang is clearly more outstanding in both appearance and temperament.

This fueled Wu Que's jealousy, and he already planned to torment this arrogant guy severely on stage later.

"Oh dear! My brother-in-law is so confused!"

The chubby boy felt extremely guilty and paced back and forth anxiously.

Clearly, he misunderstood something, thinking that it was because he had provoked Wu Que that Fang Chang had to fight him.

But things had come to this point, and there was nothing he could do about it. He could only choose to believe that his brother-in-law could defeat Wu Que.

Thinking of this, in order to boost Fang Chang's morale, he immediately took out several hundred-tael silver notes from his pocket.

"Bang!"

The chubby boy slammed the silver notes on the table. "You're all blind! You can't even tell the difference between a dragon and an earthworm!"

"Since we're going to gamble, let's go big! I'm going to do the opposite of what you're doing and bet that Wu Que can't withstand three moves from my brother-in-law!"

Young Master Wu couldn't withstand three moves from this kid?

The surrounding gamblers were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Has this chubby kid gone mad? He has money to burn and is rushing to give them silver?

Meanwhile, on the river-viewing platform...

Guzha Lama and Yan Lao also noticed the commotion over there.

However, they didn't take it seriously, only glancing at it twice before looking away.

After all, a group of ninth-rank martial artists, no matter how much they make a fuss, are nothing more than ants.

However, Chief Long and Fairy Yao Hong paid special attention to this, and they both looked towards Fang Chang, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

There's no need to elaborate on Chief Long.

Wu Que was, after all, a member of their Fish-Dragon Gang. He had just caused such a commotion that it was hard not to pay attention.

Therefore, Fang Chang's attack, injuring the henchmen of the Fish and Dragon Gang, was all witnessed by him.

He didn't mind at all; on the contrary, he became somewhat interested in the grappling skills that Fang Zhang had displayed.

"What martial art did this boy just use?"

Why do I have this feeling of déjà vu, like I've seen this somewhere before?

Unlike the Dragon Gang Leader, Fairy Yao Hong only glanced at her younger brother because he was below.

She was cold-hearted by nature, devoted to martial arts, and did not value family ties.

But he is, after all, my own younger brother...

Moreover, the reason she was able to join the Gu Sect and wholeheartedly learn martial arts and pursue the Dao was because her younger brother took on the important task of continuing the family line and inheriting the family business.

Otherwise, given her father's personality, he would never have allowed her to practice Gu poison and martial arts.

It will only lead her to start a business, or even arrange a marriage.

That's why, even though Fairy Yaohong disliked this good-for-nothing fool, she still paid him some attention to ensure he wouldn't die here.

She also overheard the chubby boy calling her "brother-in-law."

"What is this idiot babbling about..."

"How come I didn't know he had a brother-in-law?"

The Fairy of Shaking Red had a frosty expression, her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed, clearly showing some displeasure.

Her gaze shifted and landed on Fang Chang.

At this moment, the martial arts practitioners who were watching the show, seeing that this young man was really going to challenge Wu Que, all made way for him.

The sword-wielding youth, who had been unconscious, finally began to slowly awaken.

As luck would have it, he had just opened his eyes when he saw Fang Chang walking toward the stage.

"Cough cough, no..."

The sword-wielding youth wanted to stand up and remind Fang Chang not to follow in his footsteps.

But as soon as he moved, he felt excruciating pain all over his body.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, unaware that he had become a useless person.

As Fang Chang passed by the boy, he did not stop walking at all, and his expression remained calm and composed.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he slowly and deliberately stepped onto the high platform...

"Thump!"

The golden gong rang out instantly.

Wu Que was already impatient and wanted to teach this arrogant young man a lesson.

Therefore, as soon as Fang Chang stepped onto the stage, he stomped on the stage and smashed it, rushing towards him like an arrow released from a bow.

With his ten fingers bent into iron hooks, a fierce and domineering force burst forth from his fingers, and the dragon claws aimed straight for Fang Chang's vital chest!

Wu Que's Dragon Claw Skill was obtained by the Fish-Dragon Gang from a high-ranking Buddhist monk in its early years, and it is ranked as a ninth-grade martial art.

Its claws are incredibly powerful and domineering!

Once hit, one is unlikely to escape the fate of having their skin torn open, bones broken, and tendons snapped.

The previously confident young swordsman was defeated by this very move.

However, faced with this fierce attack, Fang Chang stood still without moving an inch, showing no intention of dodging whatsoever.

"It's over...it's all over..."

Seeing this, the young man with a sword in the audience shook his head, a bitter look on his face.

Clearly, they had already decided that this person would not escape the same tragic fate as themselves.

"Kid, watch your eyes next time!"

Seeing that Fang Chang seemed to be terrified, Wu Que's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he let out a sinister laugh.

However, just as the fierce and domineering dragon claw was about to touch the vital spot on the chest...

Fang Chang moved!

His hand moved like a nimble snake, its strength like coiling silk, deftly gripping Wu Que's wrist.

A gentle, flowing force instantly neutralized the domineering and fierce claw power of the Dragon Claw Technique.

The next moment, however, the softness suddenly turned into hardness, the fingertips gripping the tendons and twisting them forcefully.

"ah--"

Wu Que, who had come on so aggressively, let out a miserable scream like a pig being slaughtered.

His entire right hand was twisted into a pretzel by Fang Chang's dislocated tendons and bones.

His wrist was torn open, revealing gleaming blue veins and bone fragments!

As the saying goes, there's always someone who can subdue another!

The Fang Chang Tendon-Separating and Bone-Dislocating Hand is a superior ninth-grade martial art, even more exquisite than the Dragon Claw Hand.

The Dragon Claw Hand is all about being fierce and domineering, but the Tendon-Dislocating and Bone-Splitting Hand can be both fierce and gentle, combining both.

Faced with a move like the Dragon Claw Hand, which is all offense and no defense, and is extremely powerful, one only needs to use softness to overcome hardness and use minimal force to deflect great force.

Even though Fang Chang's Dislocating Tendons and Bones Technique is only at the beginner level, he can still easily deal with Wu Que under obvious restraint.

"Oh My God!"

"Just one move, and this guy actually broke Young Master Wu's hand with a single strike!"

The martial artists below the stage were all dumbfounded and horrified by the scene.

Those in the martial arts world who had bet on Fang Chang's inevitable defeat panicked instantly, and they were all covered in sweat.

Only the chubby boy was overjoyed and laughed heartily:

"You won't believe me when I say you're blind!"

"See how powerful my brother-in-law is? He let that kid get cocky, serves him right!"

"What's so smug about?" one of the gamblers, who had bet a lot of money, retorted, his eyes red with rage.

"This is just the beginning, isn't there still one hand?"

"Look! Young Master Wu is about to retaliate..."