Not far away, Man Niu heard the Qin Chuan’s team making fun of him and gambling for drinks. He was furious.
He bared his teeth in a ferocious grin, watching Zheng Cheng Dao slowly approach.
Man Niu was of average height, about 1.75 meters tall, lean, and most importantly, he was very old, likely nearing forty, with a weathered face.
Looking at this man, he didn't seem to pose much of a threat. To put it bluntly, Man Niu could crush him with one hand!
However, as one of Han Shi Fei's right-hand men, Man Niu was not just a simple brawler.
His intelligence was also sharp. Since this weathered old man was placed on such high expectations, he must have some skills.
"Old man, show me what you've got! I'll make you pay the price for provoking me!"
Man Niu beckoned to the approaching Zheng Cheng Dao, simultaneously drawing a dao from his back. He was also a master of the saber.
At this moment, all eyes were on Zheng Cheng Dao and Man Niu. A wide area was cleared for them.
Both Man Niu and Zheng Cheng Dao were masters of their respective teams, among the strongest. This duel would determine the outcome of the night.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the two moved almost simultaneously. Under the lights, two dark figures instantly collided, the sound of sabers clashing piercingly, sparks flying.
Qin Chuan's gaze was also fixed on the arena. However, unlike the tension of many, he watched with curiosity.
He knew his elder brothers Qin Yang and Qin Gang very well.
He was also familiar with Yao Dong and Bai Xiao Guang, one skilled in boxing, the other in throwing knives. He had seen their prowess before.
To date, Qin Chuan had never seen Zheng Cheng Dao's fighting skills. He had only heard that Zheng Cheng Dao had sparred with his elder brother Qin Yang.
Zheng Cheng Dao had lost, losing due to stamina.
According to Yao Dong and Bai Xiao Guang, in a real life-or-death fight, Zheng Cheng Dao would not be the first to fall.
This statement carried significant weight. Qin Chuan had always been curious about Zheng Cheng Dao's skills, and tonight, his curiosity was about to be satisfied.
As Qin Chuan's thoughts wandered, the fight in the arena grew more intense. The disparity in height and build between Man Niu and Zheng Cheng Dao seemed to vanish as the fight became increasingly bizarre.
Man Niu, known for his strength, had his heavy chops blocked by Zheng Cheng Dao, who could even counterattack with ease. Zheng Cheng Dao had only attacked twice, yet Man Niu already sported two bleeding wounds.
One was on his wrist, the other on his neck. A slight shift upwards or a deeper cut would have been life-threatening.
As Man Niu moved violently, blood continued to gush from the wounds, staining his clothes. Half his body was drenched, and he was consumed by a violent rage.
Except for a few individuals, everyone else was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.
The word "impossible" echoed in their minds!
How could someone as formidable as Man Niu be defeated by a man in his forties? Han Shi Fei's face turned pale as paper, his body trembling.
He knew Man Niu had lost!
Even without Zheng Cheng Dao's further attacks, Man Niu would bleed to death. His current ability to fight was solely due to his fierce spirit.
"Stop! No more fighting!"
Han Shi Fei, unable to bear it any longer, finally shouted sternly.
If the fight continued, Man Niu would bleed to death.
In the arena, Man Niu seemed to have entered a state of madness, heedless of his surroundings, hacking wildly with his saber without any pattern. As he moved, blood splattered, turning the ground crimson.
Suddenly, a sharp saber flash streaked past, aimed at Man Niu's head.
The crowd gasped in shock and alarm.
Everyone in Qin Chuan's team also stared, their faces etched with tension.
Then, they saw Zheng Cheng Dao strike Man Niu's face heavily with the flat of his blade. With one blow, Man Niu's mouth and nose caved in, blood splattering from his face, revealing white, granular fragments.
*Thump!*
Man Niu collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Zheng Cheng Dao stood with his saber, his face not flushed, his breathing steady, as if he had just performed a trivial task.
"Boss, I shattered all his front teeth!"
"He won't be able to curse for a while!"
Zheng Cheng Dao dropped his dao and reported to Qin Chuan. He remembered Qin Chuan's earlier words about breaking Man Niu's teeth.
"Well done, I'll buy you a drink when we get back!"
Qin Chuan beamed and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Brother Dao is mighty!"
"Brother Dao is awesome!"
"Brother Dao is indeed the strongest!"
Flattery rained down from the team members, many impressed by Zheng Cheng Dao's exquisite saber skills.
Zheng Cheng Dao's saber work was not only fast but also delivered from incredibly tricky angles, making it impossible to defend against. It was clearly honed for killing, demonstrating absolute dedication.
In contrast, Han Shi Fei's team looked even more terrified. Many were completely demoralized.
If even their strongest, Man Niu, was no match, who else in their team could contend with Qin Chuan's formidable fighters?
"Han Shi Fei, do you have anyone else who wants to step into the ring? Many of my brothers are just watching, they haven't even made a move yet!"
Qin Chuan asked loudly to Han Shi Fei.
"Qin Chuan!!"
Han Shi Fei gritted his teeth. He had lost face completely tonight. He believed that after tonight, morale would further dwindle, and his defeat would spread throughout Yongnan County.
"I'll ask you one more time, are you going to establish the 'Chu River Han Boundary' or not!!"
Qin Chuan's voice echoed through the night air of the estate, clearly audible to everyone.
"If you dare to say no again, then don't even think about doing your shady business anymore. I'll have your establishments swept clean!"
This was no longer a negotiation, but a blatant threat.
It was also the first time Qin Chuan had turned the tables and retaliated against Han Shi Fei, a move that signified a great deal.
If Qin Chuan weren't aiming for higher ambitions than these illicit businesses, tonight would have been the perfect opportunity to replace Han Shi Fei. In the future, there might be no such person as Han Shi Fei in Yongnan County, replaced by Qin Chuan.
Under everyone's gaze, Han Shi Fei's old face darkened menacingly, his eyes practically spitting daggers.
"Qin Chuan, don't push your luck too far!!"
Finally, Han Shi Fei's voice was squeezed through his gritted teeth.
As the renowned "King Han," to be forced to back down and admit defeat in front of so many people was worse than death.
For those in the underworld, face was paramount. Once lost, it was incredibly difficult to regain.
"Fine, then I'll give you a chance tonight!"
"I hope you know what's good for you!"
Qin Chuan did not push too hard. His objective for the night had already been achieved.
Even a cornered rabbit would bite. Much less an old rogue like Han Shi Fei, who had been in the underworld for decades.
Pushing him too far, leading to a desperate fight where both sides suffered, was not worth it.
Three cars turned around and, under the watchful eyes of Han Shi Fei's men, slowly drove away.
Suddenly, the Tiger Head Ben stopped after driving a short distance, causing Han Shi Fei and his relieved men to tense up once more.
"Boss Han, I almost forgot to tell you something!"
Qin Chuan poked his head out and shouted to Han Shi Fei, who was dozens of meters away.
"You had someone destroy the road leading to my sand mining operation. I'm a man who never forgets a slight. Tonight, I also had someone smash all your sand pumping boats at one of your sand mines!"
"We're even again!"
With that, the Tiger Head Ben sped away, leaving Han Shi Fei at the manor gates fuming and vowing, "Qin Chuan, I will never let you off! Never!"
The people around him trembled in fear...