Chapter 264 I Am the Wind!
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This weight bag had long since become Wang Zheng's habit, to the point where he forgot about its existence until now.
During his last battle with Xie Pingan, even after being beaten until he spat blood, Wang Zheng still didn't remember to remove the lead and mercury weight bag. In his mind, whether he wore it or not made no significant difference; even with it on, his speed had already reached a terrifying level.
But in reality, things were not that simple.
Before resisting Xie Pingan's attack, Wang Zheng finally remembered the sturdy weight bag strapped to his legs.
A twenty-kilogram weight might not feel much when wearing it, but once removed, Wang Zheng's sensation became incredibly intense, as if his legs were weightless and incredibly light.
Meanwhile, Xie Pingan’s right leg was almost back to normal!
"Old man, go to hell."
As soon as Wang Zheng spoke, he pushed off with both feet, launching himself like a cannonball towards his opponent!
The six or seven meters distance seemed to be covered in the blink of an eye, so fast that it was hard for anyone to keep track of him.
Such incredible speed! Like the wind! It was almost teleportation!
Xie Pingan was utterly amazed. He couldn't fathom how Wang Zheng's speed had increased so dramatically!
Before Xie Pingan could pull his recovering leg back, he was already sent flying by a kick from Wang Zheng.
Masters have the ability to predict danger in advance, and Xie Pingan is no exception. Although he didn't see Wang Zheng's exact movements, he had predicted which direction Wang Zheng would attack from and slightly moved aside to avoid his vital chest area.
Wang Zheng’s lightning-fast kick hit Xie Pingan at the spot of his broken arm; such incredible speed coupled with immense force left Xie Pingan unable to make any effective defensive moves, sending him flying.
If we don't count tricks and tactics, this was actually Wang Zheng's first time taking the initiative and gaining an upper hand in their two encounters!
Had Xie Pingan not dodged just a little bit earlier, that powerful kick from Wang Zheng would have broken his ribs.
But despite being sent flying by Wang Zheng’s kick, Xie Pingan still had some skill left; after staggering several steps, he regained balance and firmly planted both feet on the ground to stabilize himself.
However, before Xie Pingan could even gather his thoughts, a dark figure already charged towards him with thunderous force!
Bam! It was as if he had been hit by a steel rod. The excruciating pain in Xie Pingan's right leg intensified, and in his agony, he let out a loud roar!
Feng Zhen felt incredibly agile and nimble, like a swallow. His heart brimmed with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction; he truly felt as if he was about to fly!
What does it mean to be a man who moves like the wind This is what it means!
The speed was unprecedented, and so was the exhilaration. At this moment, Feng Zhen wanted nothing more than to shout at all the beautiful women in the world, "One day, I will be a man who moves like the wind!"
Kicking Xie Pingan's right knee until it bent, Feng Zhen knew he was getting closer to success.
However, Xie Pingan’s horse stance skills were truly remarkable. Even after being kicked and temporarily losing feeling in his leg, he could still maintain a steady posture.
But to Feng Zhen's eyes, the stability of that stance was not as good as it had been before.
When Feng Zhen attacked again, Xie Pingan finally made an early prediction and met Feng Zhen with his remaining hand!
Hand versus foot—despite being stronger, Xie Pingan still suffered a slight disadvantage. At this moment, the pain from his broken arm was excruciating, as was the pain in his right calf; even his last remaining right hand had gone numb.
Snowing him while he's down!
Feng Zhen moved like a ghost, fully utilizing his speed. He never would have thought that fighting without those heavy lead and mercury weight bags would feel so good!
Feng Zhen was enjoying the fight.
After another attack, even before Feng Zhen's body touched the ground, he had already leaped up again to punch Xie Pingan’s left cheek.
The speed—too fast! It was faster than even Xie Pingan’s peak speed; it was astonishingly swift!
For some reason, seeing Feng Zhen's movements made a sense of helplessness rise within Xie Pingan.
Xie Pingan may have predicted Feng Zhen’s actions but couldn’t dodge them. He could only instinctively turn his head to the side; Feng Zhen’s fist grazed past his cheek and collided with his nose!
Spring Finger Death Touch master Xie Pingan felt a sharp pain in his nose, saw stars, and a thick stream of blood spurted from his nostrils!
Feng Zhen followed up on the powerful punch by stomping down hard onto Xie Pingan’s already numb right calf. Finally, with a pained roar, Xie Pingan's body began to tilt sideways.
Feng Zhen wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip away. Pulling at Xie Pingan’s broken arm and taking one step back, he delivered a precise knee strike to Xie Pingan’s ribcage—the standard technique in Muay Thai!
Crack! Xie Pingan's ribs broke!
One arm broken, severe pain in the calf, fractured ribs, and nose bleeding. Even from decades ago when Xie Pingan entered the martial arts world until now, he has never been in such a sorry state!
Moreover, he is currently facing a test of life and death.
Xie Pingan is no pushover either; under such passive circumstances where he was constantly being hit, he completely abandoned his defense. Just as Wang Zheng closed in on him again, using the single intact right arm he had left, Xie Pingan turned his fist into a palm and heavily struck Wang Zheng's chest!
At the same time, Wang Zheng's attack arrived as expected, landing a punch directly onto Xie Pingan’s fractured rib, sending this once revered elder of Chinese martial arts flying away.
This was an exchange that left both parties injured.
Wang Zheng, focused solely on how satisfying it felt to hit him, didn't realize that someone as highly regarded by the Chinese martial arts world as Xie Pingan must have his reasons. Even in retaliation while heavily wounded, he was still enough of a challenge for Wang Zheng.
The palm struck right at his chest, and Wang Zheng's ghostly figure immediately slowed down, retreating several steps with his hand over his chest, the pain scorching inside him. His insides churned violently as a thick smell of blood rose to his nostrils.
Wang Zheng’s face turned red; after holding it back for quite some time, he finally swallowed this mouthful of blood.
However, at this point, Xie Pingan's condition was even more grim.
The moment Wang Zheng suddenly increased his speed and unleashed a flurry of attacks, turning Xie Pingan into a severely injured state. It is precisely how 'chaos beats the master' (lit. random punches can beat an expert). Moreover, given that Wang Zheng himself is a rather powerful expert, if such an expert could instantly increase their speed to twice its original level, then the strength they could unleash would definitely grow exponentially. For Xie Pingan, who had lost one arm and was already severely injured, it wasn't surprising at all.
Seeing Xie Pingan lying on the ground, nearly losing his fighting capability, a smile flashed across Wang Zheng's blood-stained lips.
Never before has he had such an excellent opportunity to personally end Xie Pingan’s life and completely sever one of Su Family's main limbs.
According to the information gathered beforehand, Wang Zheng knew that in the final battle, Xie Pingan participated as well. There was a possibility that this person's hands might be stained with the blood of Dragon Scale Special Forces members.
The chance for revenge was right before him; an era-defining grandmaster was lying on the ground, and severe pain in his waist had already left him unable to breathe deeply.
Wang Zheng stepped forward once more, kicking Xie Pingan's broken ribs with his foot.
"Ah!"
Xie Pingan let out a pained scream and immediately went unconscious as he saw stars.
This kick from Wang Zheng had caused the broken rib to pierce through Xie Pingan’s lung. In less than half an hour, infection would likely set in for Xie Pingan's lungs.
Wang Zheng pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Xie Pingan's forehead.
"It seems that I came too late and missed a good show," said Li Minghao as he ran over, panting heavily. It was clear from the breathlessness that he had expended considerable energy in this chase.
"No, you haven't missed the climax of the story yet."
Wang Zheng looked at his good friend rushing over and smiled slightly, about to pull the trigger.
But right then, something unexpected happened!
"A grandmaster like me can’t die such a miserable death."
A raspy voice that sounded like sawing wood rang out behind Wang Zheng, making all his hairs stand on end!
When did this person appear behind him
Wang Zheng was just about to turn around when he only caught a glimpse of a black figure darting past his eyes at incredible speed.
The speed was at least half a grade faster than Wang Zheng’s top speed!
The dark figure swept past Wang Zheng and Xie Anping before vanishing into the night, leaving behind an ethereal voice echoing around that made people’s skin crawl as if they were watching a horror movie.
"Killing you is simply a matter of moving my finger."
The echo gradually faded away, and in the night, it seemed nothing had happened at all.
But then, Xie Anping’s still-living body suddenly exploded outward with flesh flying everywhere!
Li Minghao and Wang Zheng, standing nearby, were splattered head to toe.
The two men stood there in shock for a full minute before shouting in unison, seemingly unable to believe what they had witnessed: "Let’s go!"
Saying this, the duo flagged down a private car and dragged out the driver, forcing him to drive them away.
The driver saw Wang Zheng and Li Minghao covered head to toe in blood and was already too scared to resist.
"Leave Japan."
This was all that Wang Zheng and Li Minghao could think of now. Just as they had finally dealt with Xie Anping, the biggest threat to their plans, a far more formidable figure appeared out of nowhere and killed him in one blow!
Who else in the world could have such terrifying strength—able to appear behind Wang Zheng without making any sound
Other than the leaders of the three major dark forces from the West, Wang Zheng couldn’t think of anyone who had this kind of power!und, with a dark look in his eyes!What a damned woman! How dare she deceive me!She just said that she had no time when faced with my invitation and wanted to rest well at the hotel. Yet less than two...