I Can Merge Techniques-Chapter 130 - 104: Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand Breaking Limit, Zhou Ye Borrows a Knife to Kill, Chu Fan’s Chilling Killing Intent

Chapter 130: Chapter 104: Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand Breaking Limit, Zhou Ye Borrows a Knife to Kill, Chu Fan’s Chilling Killing Intent

The entire crowd fell silent.

Li Xingxuan also fell silent.

Chu Fan silently took the one hundred fifty taels in silver notes from Li Xingxuan’s hand.

Li Xingxuan gritted his teeth, deeply resentful. He tried again, recalling the phrase, "I’m not a dog, I’m a man. A dog won’t eat my ship, I’ll eat a dog’s ship..."

SLAP!

Li Qingxue slapped Li Xingxuan on the back of the head. "Stop making a fool of yourself!"

Li Xingxuan stared up at the sky, starting to question his own existence.

The onlookers desperately stifled their laughter, not daring to make a sound. Their faces turned crimson from the effort.

After all, Li Xingxuan was known as the Little Overlord, and no one dared to cross him.

Chu Fan lightly patted the silver notes in his hand and couldn’t help but remark, "I was a fisherman for two years and endured endless bullying. I never imagined making money could be this easy."

"..."

Zhou Ye and Li Xingxuan glared daggers at him.

The people around them looked at each other in dismay.

Zhou Tianci gave a dry cough and said, "Prepare for the next match. Huanhuan, you’re up."

"Be careful. That Liu Qing from the opposing side is exceptionally skilled. Just like you, he’s at the Bone Tempering Realm."

"I know!"

Xia Huanhuan glanced at Chu Fan, then leaped into the center of the arena, longsword in hand.

The arena fell silent again.

Then, from the side of the Iron Armor Sect, a young man with an unnaturally pale complexion walked out.

He was tall and slender, with a sinister gaze, and wore a loose-fitting gray robe.

He even carried an Iron Fan. Despite the lingering chill of spring, he fanned himself pretentiously as he walked.

After the two exchanged greetings, they attacked almost simultaneously!

Xia Huanhuan wielded a sword while clutching several silver needles in her left hand, flicking them out from time to time in the pauses between her sword strikes.

But her opponent, Liu Qing, wasn’t just incredibly fast with his Body Technique. By channeling his Iron Armor Skills, he could turn his gray robe into Iron Armor. Combined with his Iron Fan, he easily deflected Xia Huanhuan’s silver needles again and again.

Chu Fan silently watched the two combatants in the arena.

He had already read about the Iron Armor Skills in the booklet Zhou Tianci had given him.

It was a Martial Art that allowed one to channel their energy and blood to turn their clothes into a weapon. It excelled in both offense and defense, and was no weaker than the Blood Saber Sect’s Nine Blood Soul Blades or the Seven Stars Gang’s Twelve Forms Fist.

Its only drawback was its immense energy consumption, making it difficult to maintain for long.

When Chu Fan had fought Liang Yuhen earlier, Liang Yuhen had also used this technique, turning his sleeves into sharp blades to attack him.

The only reason he’d been unafraid was because he was faster and possessed the Vajra Iron Fist.

These Iron Armor Skills were the perfect counter to Xia Huanhuan’s Flying Needles.

Xia Huanhuan’s Flying Needles were fast and incredibly difficult to dodge at close range, often allowing her to kill or distract an opponent by surprise.

But Liu Qing knew her tricks and paid her hidden weapons no mind.

Every time Xia Huanhuan threw her needles, Liu Qing’s robe would transform into Iron Armor, deflecting each one.

The Iron Armor, combined with his Iron Fan, created an impenetrable defense.

Neither Xia Huanhuan’s longsword nor her silver needles could break through his defense.

After dozens of fierce exchanges, Xia Huanhuan began to lose her composure, and her rhythm fell into disarray...

’She’s going to lose this match.’

Chu Fan’s eyes narrowed.

Just then, Liu Qing of the Iron Armor Sect smacked away Xia Huanhuan’s Flying Needles with his Iron Fan. He then suddenly threw the fan itself, sending it spinning toward her face!

Startled, Xia Huanhuan quickly sidestepped to dodge the spinning Iron Fan, then executed a flourish and slashed her sword toward Liu Qing.

But Liu Qing just gave a wicked smile. With a quick twist of his left sleeve, he wrapped it around Xia Huanhuan’s longsword.

The next moment, he activated his Iron Armor Skills. The sleeve wrapped around the longsword hardened into Iron Armor, trapping the blade!

Meanwhile, the sleeve of Liu Qing’s right hand sharpened into a thin blade, slicing straight for Xia Huanhuan’s abdomen!

If that blow landed, she would likely be cut in two at the waist!

Xia Huanhuan decisively abandoned her sword and retreated. She threw a handful of Flowing Cloud Flying Needles with her left hand, hoping to stop his advance.

"Watch out!"

From behind, Zhou Ye shouted a warning.

The moment Xia Huanhuan realized something was wrong, it was already too late!

The Iron Fan that had just flown past her had spun around and was now flying back, aimed straight at her neck!

’I’m done for!’

The Sensing Power of a Bone Tempering Realm martial artist is extremely sharp. Feeling the whistling approach, Xia Huanhuan leaned to her right and executed her Flowing Cloud Needle Technique, shifting from offense to defense.

WHOOSH!

The Iron Fan sliced off a lock of her hair, whizzed past her ear, and landed back in Liu Qing’s hand.

Liu Qing chuckled, giving the Iron Fan a twirl. After slapping away the Flying Needles Xia Huanhuan had thrown, he launched a furious assault.

"I concede!"

Knowing the fight was lost, Xia Huanhuan immediately shouted.

Not far away, Zhou Tianci said nothing.

’Xia Huanhuan was right to surrender. Her rhythm was broken, and struggling further would have been useless. If she hadn’t conceded, a single mistake could have gotten her killed.’

SWISH!

Liu Qing stood and folded his Iron Fan. A faint smile touched his lips. "I was lucky," he said.

The members of the Iron Armor Sect erupted in thunderous cheers!

Meanwhile, on the Seven Stars Gang’s side, everyone except for Chu Fan, Li Qingxue, and Li Xingxuan looked grim, their hearts heavy with worry.

The next battle would be Master Zhou of the Seven Stars Gang against Master Lei of the Iron Armor Sect.

Whichever side lost would have to withdraw from Xingning Street for good.

Zhou Tianci strode forward, not even pausing to console Xia Huanhuan. He leaped straight into the center of the arena and declared loudly, "Lei, let’s settle this between us, right here and now!"

On the Iron Armor Sect’s side, Master Lei let out a wild laugh. With incredible arrogance, he landed in the arena like a meteorite. BOOM! The impact sent gravel and dust flying.

The two exchanged no pleasantries. After a single cautious glance, they charged at each other, immediately launching into a flurry of attacks.

Master Lei wielded a saber, and his Sword Technique was fierce and domineering.

Zhou Tianci wielded a sword, his Swordsmanship subtle yet deadly.

As the two masters from the Entering the Realm of Strength clashed, the impact of their blades sent dust and pebbles flying across the arena.

Chu Fan stared intently at the two combatants, as if he himself were a part of the fight...