Without any unnecessary words, Xiao Yifeng threw a punch and sent the man weighing over 200 jin flying, smashing heavily onto the ground as he continuously spat out blood.
Seeing this scene, the members of the Black Stone Gang were all shocked, clutching their weapons tightly, and staring at Xiao Yifeng with guarded expressions.
The bearded man was the strongest among them, usually unmatched by ten or more people, but now he had been sent flying by Xiao Yifeng with a single punch, which was hard for them to believe.
"How dare you come to the Black Stone Gang’s territory and stir up trouble, fuck his mother!"
A Black Stone Gang member shouted loudly, and a group of them, waving their weapons, charged over.
Xiao Yifeng did not make a move, but Erhu rushed out. Although he had sustained several knife wounds previously, they hardly caused any harm to Erhu, who was still as ferocious as a tiger.
Erhu, not being restrained this time, displayed all his strength. Furthermore, driven by the fury of previous events, his attacks were even more powerful. He was like a human tank, rendering the weapons in these men’s hands utterly useless.
In less than a minute, Erhu had put all twenty or thirty people in the hall on the ground, each lying there groaning.
Xiao Yifeng went straight to the second floor, while the waitstaff hid on the side, shivering.
Meanwhile, someone had gone to the fifth floor to inform Shou Hou about the incident.
"Who has such audacity to come to my territory and cause trouble," Shou Hou said angrily, a cold glint in his eyes.
"Boss, I’ll go check it out," Qiangzi said, and immediately went out.
At this moment, Xiao Yifeng and Erhu had already arrived on the second floor, where they were met by even more members of the Black Stone Gang. Erhu, still taking the lead, swung his fists like hammers, wildly knocking all the opponents out, causing them to vomit blood and fly through the air.
Suddenly, a man in black burst forth, throwing a powerful punch that collided with Erhu’s fist. Both men were pushed backward, Erhu retreating only three steps, but the other man was forced back five or six steps.
The man looked at Erhu and Xiao Yifeng with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
Erhu roared furiously as he charged forward, unleashing a punch like a cannonball, with tremendous force smashing forward. The man’s expression tightened as he watched Erhu approach, gathering all his strength to meet the attack.
This man possessed late-stage Ming strength and was considered a master. His power was enough to shatter gold and break stone, but against Erhu, a man with Innate Divine Strength, he was completely outmatched.
Their fists collided, like Mars hitting the Earth. This time, Erhu held nothing back, his muscles tensed together, releasing all the power in his body.
The man only felt an overwhelming force storm into his arm, instantly bursting it open, his bones protruding out directly, as he let out a scream, his body flying backward and landing heavily on the ground, spitting blood.
This scene was witnessed by Qiangzi as he rushed down. When he saw Erhu and Xiao Yifeng, his face changed drastically.
"You two..." Qiangzi pointed at them, his expression filled with astonishment.
Erhu’s eyes fixed on Qiangzi, a flash of anger passing through them as he charged forward, throwing a punch at his opponent.
Qiangzi knew about Erhu’s ferocity and quickly dodged with a twist of his body, but Erhu’s speed was not to be underestimated. Withdrawing his fist, he charged again at Qiangzi.
After several dodges, Qiangzi still ended up being hit by Erhu’s punch, stumbling backward.
"What’s going on here?" A man with a solemn face stepped forward, followed by several men holding long sabers, each one with a fierce aura and an icy, ruthless gaze. They all seemed like experts, especially the leader, whose strength had already reached the Great Perfection of Ming strength.
"Brother Hao, you’re here, quick, take down these two."
Seeing the man appear, Qiangzi’s face lit up with joy, and he ran over, calling out. This Brother Hao, after all, was the strongest presence in the Blue Sky KTV aside from Shou Hou.
"You guys have some nerve, causing trouble here." Brother Hao’s eyes coldly swept over Xiao Yifeng and Erhu.
"I came here today just to tell you that you’d better not set foot in the shantytown again, otherwise..." Xiao Yifeng spoke with a chillingly cold voice.
"Or what? It’s the first time I’ve seen someone dare to threaten the Black Stone Gang," Brother Hao scoffed.
"Otherwise, I’ll flatten this place!" Xiao Yifeng enunciated each word clearly.
"I really want to see if you have the guts. Get them, take him down!"
Brother Hao gestured, and the men behind him rushed forward, bursting out with tremendous auras, wielding their long sabers and striking at Xiao Yifeng.
Without saying another word, Erhu charged again, aiming a punch at one of them. The latter, moving incredibly fast, dodged and thrust the long saber towards Erhu’s ribs.
Erhu reacted just as quickly, swinging his right fist and grabbing the man’s saber, then throwing another punch directly at the man’s chest.
At that moment, another long saber came slashing toward Erhu. With a darkened expression and a roar, Erhu’s left fist, aimed at the chest, changed direction and smashed toward the incoming long saber.
The fist and the blade clashed with a hard collision, and unbelievably, Erhu’s punch shattered the long saber. At the same time, the man whose saber Erhu had grabbed also swung his fist, hitting Erhu squarely in the back.
Erhu’s expression didn’t even change; he turned around and hurled a punch that landed on the man’s jaw, sending him flying.
Meanwhile, several men wielding long sabers charged at Xiao Yifeng, a long-missed murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Xiao Yifeng’s body swayed, and he struck out with a palm, the first attacker falling to the ground, spitting out blood, his sternum caved in from Xiao Yifeng’s strike.
Three long sabers then thrust at him simultaneously. Xiao Yifeng leaped up, flicking a kick in mid-air, which whipped out like a long lash, crashing onto the three long sabers. The powerful force transmitted caused the hands holding the sabers to go numb, as if they were about to split at the base.
With a double stomp, he shot forth, swinging three punches in rapid succession. The three men, all at the peak of Ming strength, were sent flying backward, groaning in pain as they lay on the ground.
On the other side, Tiger had several new wounds on his body, but the three men attacking him were all on the ground, practically lifeless.
In less than two minutes, six men, each comparable to the peak of special forces kings, were knocked out, a scene that stunned all the members of the Black Stone Gang present.