All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

This scene not only stunned the people on the fighting stage, but also many of the audience members below the stage were so shocked that they stood up from their seats. What they had just witnessed was too exciting and too bloody!

Fujita suddenly made a move, but the other person only glanced at it and continued to keep his eyes half-closed, making no move to stop him.

Fujita made his move and, without pausing, leaped up and kicked at Huo Ting'en's head, who had just regained his footing.

If that kick had landed squarely, Huo Ting'en would have been either dead or unconscious.

Bai Jiaxuan had already noticed Fujita's sudden attack. He was about to make a move when he stopped, because Sun Lutang had already made his move, and Bai Jiaxuan wanted to see what level the old man was at.

Sun Lutang's attention was focused on Huo Ting'en, so he naturally noticed Fujita's sudden attack. Almost the instant Fujita made his move, he rushed towards Huo Ting'en.

There's no doubt about the power of Fujita Tsuyoshi's flying kick; Akutagawa Ryuichi, lying motionless in the corner, has already proven it to him.

With a powerful kick, quick, accurate, and ruthless, Huo Ting'en stared wide-eyed in horror at the incoming kick.

His reaction speed was not fast enough to avoid the kick. Compared to Fujita Goro, his strength was like an adult bullying a child. The Huo family's secret techniques were indeed good, but Huo Ting'en was far from mastering them.

At this critical moment, a dark figure flashed in front of Huo Ting'en, raising his hands to block Fujita's kick. As their hands and feet collided, Huo Ting'en's body sank, and he took two quick steps back before regaining his footing.

The visitor was none other than Sun Lutang!

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Sun Lutang took several steps back before stopping, while Fujita Tsuyoshi was also pushed aside by the other party's hands, flipped in the air, and came to a steady stop on the opposite side.

Sun Lutang's sudden attack was actually a violation of the rules of the competition. As a result, not only Fujita Tsuyoshi glared angrily, but the middle-aged man also opened his eyes for the first time, looking at Sun Lutang with a cold glint in his eyes.

Not only that, this also caused the audience to boo, and many hot-tempered people stood up and shouted at the stage.

Sun Lutang is indeed very famous in the martial arts world, but no one here gives him any face.

Huo Ting'en looked at Fujita Tsuyoshi with a look of lingering fear, and then gave Sun Lutang a grateful look.

Fujita glared at Sun Lutang and then rebuked him.

"Are you going to break the rules?"

Sun Lutang felt some pain in his hand, then shook his head and said to Huo Ting'en.

"You are no match for them. You should admit defeat as soon as possible. Huo Yuanjia only has you as his son. Don't risk your lives for a moment of anger!"

Huo Ting'en's eyes darted away when he heard Sun Lutang's words, and then he glanced at Bai Jiaxuan behind him.

Bai Jiaxuan's expression remained unchanged, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth gave Huo Ting'en confidence. He then shook his head and said...

"Mr. Sun, this matter concerns my father's reputation, and there are tens of thousands of Chinese people waiting outside. We will not admit defeat, nor can we possibly lose. Thank you for your kindness earlier!"

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, and with Boss Huang already shouting towards the stage from below, Sun Lutang glanced back at him, said nothing more, and turned back to his corner once more.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Huang, who was sitting in the audience, immediately shouted.

"The duel continues! The duel continues!"

Upon hearing the shout, Fujita shook his head, his bones cracking, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips. He took two steps forward and assumed a starting stance!

Bai Jiaxuan shook his head, feeling that it was about time for him to go on stage. Just as he was about to go on stage, he saw a lean figure rushing out like a cheetah. It was none other than his second senior brother, Wang Zhiqiang.

Wang Zhiqiang's sudden burst of speed caught Bai Jiaxuan off guard. It was too late for him to stop him, so he could only take two steps forward, waiting for an opportunity to save him at the crucial moment!

Wang Zhiqiang was incredibly fast, moving like a leopard and moving like a monkey. Before anyone could react, he had already slipped between Fujita Tsuyoshi's legs.

The next second, he appeared behind Fujita Tsuyoshi. His legs were like daggers as he leaped up and kicked Fujita Tsuyoshi in the back several times.

He kicked Fujita in the back with both legs, the sound like flesh hitting a metal plate, dull and silent. Fujita was kicked several times, but he didn't budge.

Although Wang Zhiqiang was lean, he was a long-time martial artist and his kicks were quite powerful; an adult could be knocked down by a single kick. But at this moment, Fujita's entire body felt like an iron plate, and the sensation Wang Zhiqiang felt from the touch of his own feet made him realize that something was wrong.

The next second, Wang Zhiqiang leaped up from Fujita Tsuyoshi's back, landed on Fujita Tsuyoshi's shoulder, and flipped over to be in front of him.

The sensation he felt on Fujita's back reminded him of the Iron Shirt Kung Fu. Since there was no opening in the opponent's back, he decided to attack from the front. He made a grabbing motion with both hands and reached out to grab Fujita's eyes.

Fujita was already fed up with this grasshopper. The moment the grasshopper reached out to grab his eyes, he dodged it and then used a grappling move to grab Wang Zhiqiang's arm.

Wang Zhiqiang was indeed agile. The moment the other person's hands touched his arms, he shrank back and broke free from the other person's arms.

However, Wang Zhiqiang clearly underestimated Fujita Tsuyoshi's strength. Not only was his opponent resistant to kicks, but his speed and agility were in no way inferior to Wang Zhiqiang's.

Fujita Tsuyoshi didn't grab Wang Zhiqiang's arm, but with a quick upward pull, he grabbed half of Wang Zhiqiang's shoulder. Fujita Tsuyoshi's arm was like a pair of iron claws, tightly gripping half of Wang Zhiqiang's shoulder.

The moment Wang Zhiqiang was captured, his expression changed drastically. He knew he had miscalculated; this person's strength and physical prowess far surpassed his own, and the other person's speed was no slower than his.

At this moment, he was completely desperate. Sure enough, he struggled to break free, but he was just like a grasshopper in the other person's hand, unable to move an inch.

After Fujita caught Wang Zhiqiang, a cruel look appeared on his face. He wanted to deal with this little grasshopper in the bloodiest way to prove that the Chinese were the sick men of East Asia.

With a swift movement of his hands, he lifted Wang Zhiqiang high into the air. Looking at Bai Jiaxuan and Huo Ting'en opposite him, a look of madness crossed his face, and he slammed Wang Zhiqiang down hard towards the center of the arena.

If that blow had landed squarely, Wang Zhiqiang might have fared even worse than Ryuichi Akutagawa. With his small frame, if Fujita Tsuyoshi had hit him with all his might, he would probably have been reduced to a bloody mess!

Many of the audience members also stood up, their faces filled with fervent excitement as they watched the impending bloodshed.

Everyone has a dark side. For these high-ranking officials and nobles who have a glamorous public image, their dark side can be openly revealed in this era.

This was a crazy era. For many netizens in later generations, it was the most beautiful period of the Republic of China. But for the ordinary people of that era, the Republic of China, which began in chaos, was the most painful and darkest period in their hearts.

Many women in the audience covered their eyes with expressions of fear. Whether they were genuinely scared or trying to show their vulnerability and give the men next to them a perverse sense of pleasure, the atmosphere had reached its peak.

However, they were quickly disappointed; the bloody scene they had imagined did not occur.

Bai Jiaxuan on the stage was a fraction faster than Wang Zhiqiang, and he made his move the instant Fujita threw Wang Zhiqiang.

Wang Zhiqiang's lean body was like a woman's. Bai Jiaxuan put his arm around his waist and he stood firmly. Two meters away, Fujita Tsuyoshi's crazy expression had not yet faded. Then, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

After setting Wang Zhiqiang down, Bai Jiaxuan coldly looked at Fujita Tsuyoshi. He then stood firmly opposite Fujita Tsuyoshi, his hands behind his back. Their eyes met, and the scene fell silent once more.

The audience witnessed this scene firsthand, their eyes filled with mixed emotions—disappointment and relief. The ladies released their hands from their cheeks, looking at the dark-faced man on stage with questions on their faces. What had just happened?

Fujita looked at Bai Jiaxuan, but instead of flying into a rage, he slowly assumed a starting stance. His energy returned to his body. The fact that this person had just caught the skinny man's skill and speed had already explained everything. This man was a master.

The middle-aged man behind Fujita also had a glint in his eyes, staring intently at Bai Jiaxuan. His body trembled involuntarily, and his hand behind his back twitched slightly.

His face was ashen, but the shock in his heart was indescribable. This young man in front of him gave him a feeling of dread. He had only encountered three people in his life who had this feeling, and all three of them were legends in the martial arts world. Why could this man in front of him give him this feeling?

Sun Lutang, who was in the corner, also had a sharp look in his eyes the moment Bai Jiaxuan made his move. Sun Lutang was known as the Martial Saint of the Republic of China and had the title of the best hand in the world. He was surprised that Bai Jiaxuan's speed and the skill with which he caught Wang Zhiqiang had made him unable to figure out what kind of technique it was.

Sun Lutang finally realized that this martial arts competition was not as simple as he had imagined, and that he could not see through the young man in front of him.

Fujita took a stance, his eyes searching for an opening in Bai Jiaxuan's hand, while Bai Jiaxuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him indifferently.

After a standoff lasting more than ten seconds, Bai Jiaxuan suddenly shouted coldly from the other side.

"Still pretending? If you don't make a move, I'm going to start!"

Chapter 32

Bai Jiaxuan's sudden outburst of profanity startled Fujita Tsuyoshi, and the audience members exchanged bewildered glances.

However, Bai Jiaxuan quickly stopped giving him time to think and was ready to take action.

He bought a train ticket for 11:30 this morning. It's already 10 o'clock, and it will take another 40 minutes to get to the train station. Thinking about all the people outside, he figured he would be stuck in traffic for a while. If he missed the train, the danger would increase significantly.

Since Fujita had kicked Akutagawa Ryuichi to death, cutting off his own path to survival, Bai Jiaxuan would no longer wait.

Fujita also sensed Bai Jiaxuan's preparation to make a move, and decided to strike first. The two were only two meters apart, and it was almost possible to hit each other with a single movement. Fujita did not hesitate for a moment and kicked Bai Jiaxuan in the chest.

Bai Jiaxuan instinctively blocked the attack, dodged to the side, and then used the opportunity to grab Fujita Tsuyoshi's leg and flung him to the ground.

The moment Fujita's leg was grabbed, his expression changed drastically, but Bai Jiaxuan's strength and speed were greater and faster than his.

The middle-aged man opposite him suddenly opened his eyes, took two quick steps to run up, and then leaped up, kicking towards Bai Jiaxuan's chest.

Bai Jiaxuan was holding Fujita Tsuyoshi, preparing to throw him to the ground, when he saw the middle-aged man kicking at him. Unable to exert any more force, he could only let go of Fujita Tsuyoshi and then raised his fist to punch the leg that the other man was kicking at.

When fists and legs collide, who suffers the most?

Without a doubt, the middle-aged man was punched hard in the right ankle by Bai Jiaxuan. His right foot twisted, and the pain immediately struck him. He groaned, rolled on the ground, and ended up behind Bai Jiaxuan.

He glanced down at his ankle, a look of shock appearing in his eyes; the opponent's strength was far greater than he had imagined.

At this moment, Fujita Tsuyoshi and the middle-aged man sandwiched Bai Jiaxuan between them, while Huo Ting'en and Wang Zhiqiang were behind the middle-aged man. Upon seeing this, the two instinctively wanted to make a move.

But Bai Jiaxuan immediately shouted.

"You all go back, leave this to me!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Ting'en and his companion slowed their pace and subconsciously took a few steps back to a corner.

The two of them are no longer of any help in this level of combat; going up would only be suicide. Battles between experts are not so flashy, but a slight lapse in attention can be fatal.

For example, the middle-aged man and Fujita Tsuyoshi each only made one move, and Bai Jiaxuan didn't even take the initiative to attack, yet they had already suffered a painful lesson.

Both men looked at Bai Jiaxuan with apprehension, exchanged a glance, and then stretched their bodies and began circling around him, looking for an opportunity.

The middle-aged man's right leg was clearly abnormal, but after moving his leg, he quickly recovered and seemed to be fine, jumping around Bai Jiaxuan as if nothing had happened.

Bai Jiaxuan was also astonished. This person's ability to withstand blows was even more impressive than Fujita Tsuyoshi's. If it were an ordinary person, that punch would have resulted in a comminuted fracture, which would be the least of their worries. How could this person withstand it so hard?

The two of them were jumping around Bai Jiaxuan, which was annoying to watch. Bai Jiaxuan didn't know to wait any longer. He shook his head, narrowed his eyes, and then suddenly rushed out and kicked Fujita Tsuyoshi in the chest!

Fujita was still looking for an opportunity when Bai Jiaxuan suddenly attacked. The opponent was so fast that he didn't have time to react and was kicked hard in the chest. He flew back seven or eight meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then crashed to the ground. The solid wood floor was smashed with a drag mark of nearly one meter, and Fujita's whole body twitched in the broken wood.

Several seconds later, Fujita struggled to get up, but as soon as he moved, he spat out mouthfuls of blood again. The blood flowed involuntarily down his mouth to his chest, eventually staining his white kimono red.

He tilted his head back, his eyes wide open, staring blankly at the roof. The pain in his chest told him that he was seriously injured, and his ribs might even be broken. The madness in his eyes vanished instantly, and a look of confusion appeared on his face. He had been invincible in the army and was known as the Army Robot. Why couldn't he even withstand a single kick from his opponent?

This kick not only made Fujita Tsuyoshi question his existence, but everyone present questioned their existence as well. The middle-aged man opposite him subconsciously took several steps back, looking at Bai Jiaxuan warily.

Sun Lutang, who was in the corner, was startled and trembled. He even took a half step back without thinking until he was right next to the edge.

His mind was buzzing. What kind of power and speed was that? If he were to face it, he would actually be unable to react.

Huo Ting'en and Wang Zhiqiang were dumbfounded, their mouths agape. What kind of kung fu was this? This...this was too terrifying!

The audience below looked completely bewildered and confused. What had just happened?

But they quickly realized that the formidable little Japanese soldier was now lying on the broken floor, unable to get up.

He spat out blood as if it were free, which horrified them. At this moment, not a single one of the three hundred spectators below the arena cheered or made a fuss. This scene made them feel a chill down their spines. Was this the power of a human being?

Bai Jiaxuan glanced at Fujita Tsuyoshi, a disdainful look on his lips. What a piece of trash. I thought he was so strong.

However, his own body was quite ordinary. He had kicked an ordinary person with all his might, yet the person hadn't died instantly. Bai Jiaxuan was secretly dissatisfied with the strength of his body.

However, the disdain on his lips was seen as a terrifying mockery from the middle-aged man opposite him, like that of a great demon king!