Yuan Wubin initially acted so arrogantly, even looking down on Gao Meng for being a girl.
As his opponent, Gao Meng naturally wouldn't show him any mercy.
Because he was the enemy!
Gao Meng had too many reasons to kill him.
Yan Sui Liu and Song Qiao had a long-standing feud, and they were involved in the ambush during the escort of Deng Hui last time.
Moreover, Yuan Wubin's talent was formidable; he was not called a genius for no reason.
Therefore, Gao Meng knew very well that if he were given time to continue growing.
He would eventually become a second Sheng Xiong!
One must remember that the opponent was a Japanese devil, far more dangerous than Sheng Xiong.
Coupled with Yuan Wubin having just crippled one leg of his companion, Li Chong!
With all these reasons combined, even if it meant exhausting her internal energy.
Gao Meng had to compress the not-so-abundant true qi within her body to unleash her master's move, Giant Python Spitting Pill.
The goal was precisely to crush Yuan Wubin to death!
Giant Python Spitting Pill consumed a tremendous amount of internal energy and true qi.
Even for Song Qiao, whose true qi was as vast as the sea, he would feel unsteady on his feet after using it.
Let alone Gao Meng, she felt as if her entire being had been drained, her head light and her feet unsteady.
She was only holding on, preventing herself from passing out.
But she was still spirited, hands on her hips, and declared triumphantly.
"Hmph! I won!"
"Next genius youth, please!"
Although Gao Meng was in a bad state, Yuan Wubin was worse off.
He had already fainted, clinging to life by a thread.
Even if he were fortunate enough to survive, he would likely be a cripple forever!
Guan Shanming, standing beside him, knew this all too well, and a flicker of pain crossed his eyes.
In the end, he had hesitated for just a moment.
It was one thing to trust Yuan Wubin too much, and another that they were engaged in a fair duel.
But he never expected that his hesitation would lead to the destruction of his years of cultivation!
His feelings at this moment were unimaginable.
Guan Shanming was unusually silent now, not arguing with Song Qiao and his disciple.
Instead, he quietly walked to Yuan Wubin's side, wanting to reconfirm his condition, hoping for a miracle.
Chunshan Long, hearing Gao Meng's continued taunts, trembled with rage.
He gritted his teeth and roared, "You bitch! How dare you try to kill him!"
Gao Meng was now extremely weak and feared Chunshan Long might suddenly attack her.
She quickly hid behind Song Qiao before daring to retort.
"Fists and feet have no eyes. Wasn't that what he said when he crippled Li Chong's leg?"
"Are you Yan Sui Liu sore losers!"
"You! You guys!" The veins on Chunshan Long's forehead bulged, his expression terrifying.
Unable to argue further with them, he quickly turned to his master, anxiously asking.
"Master Uncle, how is he? Can he be saved, Master?"
Guan Shanming knelt beside Yuan Wubin, his gaze somewhat lost.
As if he couldn't hear Chunshan Long's worry, he simply lowered his head and remained silent.
Gao Meng snorted and replied, "He's beyond saving!"
"His heart meridians were shattered by my punch. He cannot possibly live!"
"Good!"
Hearing Gao Meng's words, Li Chong, leading the way, shouted with immense satisfaction.
Following him, thunderous applause erupted from below.
The crowd clapped and cheered, their emotions running high as they shouted.
"He died well!"
"These Japanese devils should all be killed!"
"Gao Meng is amazing!"
"Too strong!"
Surrounded by applause and cheers, Gao Meng's expression became joyful.
It was as if her previous exertion had been instantly replenished.
She looked at Song Qiao with a proud grin and asked.
"Am I amazing?"
Her smiling face revealed a very obvious intention.
Praise me, praise me quickly!
Song Qiao was a little speechless, but as her master, he still felt very proud.
Turning back, he gave Gao Meng a thumbs-up and praised her earnestly.
"Awesome!"
Gao Meng frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing across her face.
"It sounds weird, but never mind. It's your turn now."
Song Qiao stared at the enraged Chunshan Long, then glanced back at Guan Shanming, who remained silent, squatting beside Yuan Wubin's corpse.
He naturally understood what Gao Meng meant.
These two would not simply stand by and watch Yuan Wubin be beaten to death.
Therefore, this matter was far from over!
"Hold on a bit longer, stay by my side for now."
Song Qiao leaned close to Gao Meng's ear and whispered.
Chunshan Long was full of defiance, and it was clear he intended to avenge Yuan Wubin next.
Song Qiao was worried that Guan Shanming might suddenly lash out and attack Gao Meng.
Although he always felt that Guan Shanming, considering himself a Grandmaster of Yan Sui Liu, cared more about his reputation and would not do something so disgraceful.
This was evident from the fact that he had restrained himself from participating in the previous fight.
However, the other party was still Japanese, with the potential to be utterly shameless.
Bloodline awakening could happen in an instant.
Regarding Gao Meng's safety, Song Qiao dared not be careless.
"Okay, I can still hold on!" Gao Meng understood her master's concerns and nodded heavily.
Then she dutifully stood by his side.
"You!"
As Song Qiao had expected, Chunshan Long then raised his hand and pointed at him furiously.
And issued a challenge.
"I want to sign a life-and-death pact with you to avenge my junior uncle!"
Song Qiao did not immediately accept or refuse.
Instead, he looked at Chunshan Long with a half-smile and said.
"Yan Sui Liu should properly inherit its own martial arts. You don't do the honest work of taking students and earning tuition fees."
"Instead, you cross the ocean to meddle in other countries' affairs. It's no wonder if you all die out!"
"Huh? You mean to say!"
Chunshan Long's heart jolted at his words, and he suddenly thought of something.
Recently, there had been frequent reports of deaths within Yan Sui Liu.
He and his master already found something strange about it, which was why they came to Shanghai, China together.
Firstly, it was to spread their teachings overseas and make Yan Sui Liu flourish.
Another important reason was to investigate this matter and avenge their deceased fellow disciples!
They were all killed by this guy!
Sensing this, Chunshan Long's murderous intent surged like a breached dam.
He no longer wanted to waste words with Song Qiao; he only wanted to kill him quickly for revenge and to vent his anger!
"I'll ask you one question today: do you dare to fight me?"
"If you don't dare, then kneel before my junior uncle and beg for forgiveness!"
"Otherwise, don't blame me for turning this place upside down!"
Hearing Chunshan Long's threat, Tao Jie quickly stepped forward to advise.
"Helmsman, please don't be influenced by him. The people they sent to challenge have already lost."
"If they want to challenge again, they need to submit a formal request. Otherwise, this will become a street brawl."
"Shanghai will not tolerate such incidents, so you can confidently refuse."
Tao Jie knew Song Qiao was injured, and Guan Shanming was lurking behind, potentially to attack at any moment.
So he was a bit worried about Song Qiao's condition.
He was afraid Song Qiao would be attacked by the master and disciple duo and meet with an accident.
Song Qiao had already anticipated what Tao Jie could think of. For instance, Gao Meng was still closely by his side.
As long as it was like this, he had no more worries and spoke directly.
"Don't worry. Seeing my disciple fight with such enthusiasm, I, as his master, have long been itching for a fight!"
Saying that, he sent Gao Meng to a position far from Guan Shanming, letting her sit down and rest.
Then he leaped onto the stage and made a gesture to Chunshan Long, saying, "Please!"