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Boom!

Wang Longhu's fist shook, and a cloth bag shattered in response, with a large amount of powder exploding instantly, enveloping the area where Wang Longhu stood.

Feeling a spicy stimulation in his eyes, Wang Longhu immediately closed them tightly, and through the smell, he realized it was a bag of lime. If it got into the eyes, he might be unable to see for a while.

Such despicable ambush tactics, Wang Longhu encountered for the first time, instantly provoking intense anger within him.

No time was given to react. The next second, a wave of murderous intent rushed towards Wang Longhu's face, and although he quickly dodged, his opponent was even faster.

Even though he reacted promptly, Wang Longhu's shoulder was harshly hit by a golden rod, causing him to stumble in pain.

Thanks to Wang Longhu's strong physique, had it been another Dark Force Martial Artist absorbing this blow, their shoulder bone might have shattered instantly.

"Huh?"

Seeing Wang Longhu unharmed, the attacker couldn't help but let out a surprised sound. Wang Longhu, with his keen senses, quickly seized the opportunity and charged towards the direction of the sound.

With a twist of the waist, the punch strikes with force, forming the tiger shape of the Beng Fist, and though the punch hasn't landed, there's already a crisp explosion of sound.

Guo Yunshen's Beng Fist conquered the world with half a step; Wang Longhu's tiger-shaped Beng Fist is not something a typical Martial Artist can withstand.

Boom!

Yet what Wang Longhu struck wasn't flesh, but something extremely hard, emitting a clang of metal.

The person holding this item instantly retreated, stepping back multiple times on the ground, leaving several deep impressions before barely stabilizing their body.

"Ha~hmm!"

Wang Longhu exhaled deeply, and the lime powder in the air instantly dispersed. As he opened his eyes, he finally saw the surrounding situation clearly.

Not far away, a robust man holding a three-section golden rod, with a visible fist mark on one section.

Clearly, he was the one who ambushed Wang Longhu.

The man wore a white warrior outfit, with slightly flowing black hair, cold eyes fixed on Wang Longhu, and a fierce expression on his face.

In another corner of the courtyard stood two Japan Island men, one tall and fat, the other short and thin, sharing the same river sprite hairstyle.

They seemed not to intend to join the battle, observing Wang Longhu with lifeless fish eyes, expressionless.

"To have killed Ohta Ichiro, you're indeed remarkable." The Japan Island Warrior holding the three-section golden rod licked his lips, slightly arching his waist.

He wasn't hunching; he was accumulating power.

The human spine is akin to a large bow, and when Martial Artists prepare to exert force, they leverage this bow's power for maximum strength.

Though Wang Longhu had just achieved Dark Force harmony in the brain meridian, he hadn't advanced to Huajin, making overconfidence unwise.

From the words of Elder Wu, the Heaven and Earth Alliance is a renowned overseas Martial Artist organization with vast influence. This time, they've issued a bounty on him, and who knows how many experts have accepted it secretly.

Inclusively considering the opponent in front and the two in the corner, it couldn't be ruled out that more experts might be hidden out of sight.

Having no intention of unnecessary conversation, Wang Longhu adjusted his energy to fill his entire body. His shoulders and back instantly broadened, muscles bulged, and veins pulsated under his skin like earthworms.

Initially lean, Wang Longhu seemed to grow sturdier in this moment, noticeably transformed.

A Martial Artist who has refined muscles and bones can preliminarily control some bodily changes.

Wang Longhu's spine cracked as he quietly grew four or five centimeters taller, with his arms also lengthening slightly.

Boom!

Instantly, Wang Longhu moved, like a raging dragon, disappearing from his spot in the blink of an eye.

When the Japan Island Warrior spotted Wang Longhu again, there was merely one step between them.

A fierce gust blew over—it was Wang Longhu's fist, in the form of a chopping punch.

The Japan Island Warrior raised his rod to resist, seemingly about to block the fist, but Wang Longhu abruptly changed his move, propelling his knee towards the opponent's abdomen.

In Baji Fist, punches, knees, and elbows are each a Martial Artist's most suitable weapon. One successful hit opens the gate wide, subsequent attacks like a storm, overwhelming the opponent.

Just as Wang Longhu's knee was about to hit, a section of the golden rod suddenly dropped, effectively blocking his attack.

The Japan Island Warrior skillfully maneuvered the three-section golden rod, applying one section deftly to barely defend against Wang Longhu's strike.

Yet Wang Longhu's strength wasn't comparable to an ordinary Martial Artist; the golden rod noticeably bent and then smashed against the Japan Island Warrior's waist.

Despite this power drain, the Japan Island Warrior successfully mitigated the danger.

"What speed, you're remarkable, seems my choice not to come alone today is correct. Remember, I am Rod Demon; if you die, tell your death god my name."

The Japan Island Warrior spoke in awkward Mandarin, and his three-section golden rod began to twist, the ends lunging like venomous snakes towards two weak points on Wang Longhu's body.

Although the two came from different countries and cultures, their martial arts share the focus on vulnerable points.

Wang Longhu pushed horizontally with both palms, his hands as mighty as weapons, forcefully slamming the golden rod sections aside.