Chapter 36

Straight punches, hooks, uppercuts, stomps, sidekicks, knee strikes...

A series of simple and direct attack methods, accompanied by a continuous and fierce wind, caught Yan Zhendong off guard. Under Lin Sha's sudden and fierce offensive, he was somewhat at a loss and in a difficult position.

This simple set of Sanda techniques, when used by him, exerted power no less than that of a typical early-stage Mingjing expert, because he was too familiar with them.

Lin Sha felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration, as if his entire body was surging with blood. He hadn't fought so comfortably in a long time, and he couldn't help but roar repeatedly to vent his joy.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

But an expert is an expert. The initial discomfort soon passed. Yan Zhendong's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He simply tore off his tattered short jacket, revealing his strong and muscular body. He did not dodge, allowing Lin Sha's punches and kicks to land on him, producing a series of dull thuds like drumbeats.

On the contrary, Lin Sha was shaken by the powerful defensive force of Yan Zhendong's Iron Shirt, causing his blood to surge and his limbs to ache. Although he managed to push Yan Zhendong back several steps, he was also exhausted and panting, unable to continue.

His strength is too weak!

Lin Sha bitterly smiled in his heart, feeling unwilling.

"Boy, the fight ends here!"

Yan Zhendong was both ashamed and angry, feeling that his face was at stake. He, the famous Yan Zhendong of Shandong Iron Shirt, had actually fought for so long with an unknown boy from Baozhi Lin, and still hadn't won!

Whoosh!

The muscles in his right arm suddenly bulged, making the entire arm seem a size larger. He swung his fist like an arrow, aiming straight for Lin Sha's chest.

Bang!

Lin Sha's eyes narrowed slightly. He dared not directly confront Yan Zhendong's powerful punch and instantly moved back half a meter. His right leg whipped out like a whip, and the collision in mid-air produced a dull explosion.

Roar!

Yan Zhendong roared, retracted his fist, and kicked forward fiercely, aiming straight for Lin Sha's heart.

Slap!

Lin Sha took a deep breath, raised his left hand to block Yan Zhendong's kick, and lifted it up to defuse the fierce attack.

It's impolite not to return a favor!

Just taking hits without retaliating wasn't Lin Sha's fighting style. Despite the obvious strength gap between him and Yan Zhendong, he still endured the discomfort and kicked out with both feet, aiming for Yan Zhendong's relatively weak waist and ribs.

Good boy!

Yan Zhendong's hands moved swiftly, easily blocking Lin Sha's consecutive kicks. His powerful and muscular legs, accompanied by a whistling sound, kicked and swept at Lin Sha's vital upper body areas.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lin Sha's feet slid back and forth, but he still couldn't completely avoid Yan Zhendong's fierce attacks. He was hit twice in the chest and once in the abdomen.

Ah!

His body flew backward like a broken kite. Lin Sha felt his internal organs burning, and a sweet taste rose in his throat. He couldn't hold back and spat out several large mouthfuls of blood, then fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

"Boy, surrender! You have no strength left to fight!"

Yan Zhendong retracted his powerful kick, standing in place with the demeanor of an expert, calmly looking at the fallen Lin Sha and speaking softly.

"Who, who says I have no strength left to fight?"

Lin Sha chuckled, struggling to get up from the ground. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the pain, and lightly moved his limbs. A series of bone-cracking sounds, making one's scalp tingle, echoed again.

"Alright, if you want to die, I'll help you!"

Yan Zhendong's last bit of patience vanished, replaced by impatience and a fierce expression. He took a few large steps, easily covering several meters, and his iron fists, accompanied by a fierce wind, slammed towards Lin Sha's chest.

"I'm not easy to bully either!"

Lin Sha suddenly roared, mustering his last bit of courage and stretching out his hands. His palms opened wide and caught Yan Zhendong's two iron fists, ignoring the powerful counterforce. He tried to separate Yan Zhendong's arms, even if it meant breaking his own, and prepared to kick him in the heart with all his strength.

The two were almost in close combat, and he could clearly see the shock in Yan Zhendong's eyes...

Unexpectedly, he managed to catch Yan Zhendong's iron fists, but the shock to his chest made him cough up more blood, which he had anticipated. What he didn't expect was that his hands, which caught Yan Zhendong's iron fists, suddenly trembled, and a familiar tearing pain spread.

Hidden Force!

Lin Sha was terrified. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late. His arms went limp, and Yan Zhendong easily pushed them away. The well-prepared heart kick couldn't be delivered, and instead, he was kicked in the heart by Yan Zhendong's fierce kick.

Bang!

Lin Sha was hit hard, his body flying backward like a broken kite. His chest felt as if it had been struck by a giant hammer, making it hard to breathe. Blood spurted from his mouth uncontrollably. Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear his master's angry shout.

...

When Lin Sha regained consciousness, three days had passed!

From Ya Cha Su, who was taking care of him, he learned that his master, Huang Feihong, had already avenged him, directly using stronger martial arts to defeat Yan Zhendong!

He felt a bit regretful, not having seen his master's skills firsthand, missing a great opportunity to learn. What a pity.

When his fellow disciples arrived, he learned about the battle between his master and Yan Zhendong.

At first, his master, though angry at Yan Zhendong for injuring two disciples, still followed the rules and offered tea. Unfortunately, Yan Zhendong was too arrogant and started fighting in the main hall, where patients were lying.

His master first used his excellent Hongmen skills, fighting Yan Zhendong to a standstill. Later, Yan Zhendong used the old Iron Shirt technique, and his master, caught off guard, almost suffered a major setback, leading to a lot of cold and hot ridicule from Yan Zhendong.

His master was thoroughly enraged and no longer held back, directly using his famous skill, the Foshan Shadowless Kick, to send the arrogant Yan Zhendong flying out of Baozhi Lin, spitting blood continuously.

The fight ended there. Yan Zhendong, being an expert in external martial arts, managed to get up despite the severe injuries and ran away with his face full of shame.

Although Lin Sha was annoyed with Yan Zhendong, he also knew his master's character. As long as his bottom line wasn't crossed, he wouldn't easily kill anyone, even if his disciples were beaten.

At the same time, he learned about his own injuries, a mix of internal and external injuries that would take several months to fully recover. His fellow disciples told him to rest well and not be impatient, saying many kind words.

Lin Sha naturally didn't mind. He understood better than anyone the importance of a healthy body.

This crushing defeat not only dealt him a heavy blow but also made him completely清醒过来. He secretly resolved to participate less in trivial matters and to reach new heights in his martial arts...

What surprised him even more was that during the three days he was unconscious, the once powerful Shahe Gang, except for a few lucky members who escaped, was completely wiped out by the authorities. At the same time, the merchant ship of the American businessman Sassoon, for some unknown reason, suddenly left the Foshan dock yesterday evening and disappeared.

Truly, the winds of change were blowing...