Starforce Warriors

Chapter 195: Unstoppable Domination

The arena fell into a stunned silence. Most people hadn’t even processed the earlier exchange before the battle was already over. The so-called strongest Golden Bell Shield in the gang world, Fan Bing, hadn’t been able to withstand a single punch from Li Xiaofei.

In that single blow, Fan Bing's once-proud and formidable body had proven as fragile as paper.

"Second Brother..." Fan Jun let out a heart-wrenching scream, "You died so horribly!"

He rushed toward the now-reopened octagonal arena.

"Second Brother, wait for me... Don’t go alone, wait for your big brother..."

Fan Jun charged into the arena, unleashing all his strength as he lunged at Li Xiaofei. But just as he stepped inside, Li Xiaofei raised his hand and unleashed the One Yang Finger. His middle finger extended, and the force of his strike shot out like a sword.

Swish.

A bloody hole appeared in the center of Fan Jun's forehead as he collapsed mid-stride. He didn’t get a chance to say anything more.

"No need to wait; you two can go together," Li Xiaofei said calmly, retracting his middle finger as he looked down at the fallen body.

Silence reigned over the terrace. Fan Jun had rushed onto the arena with such ominous words. However, his actions did show a deep brotherly bond, since he seemed unwilling to live on without his sibling.

"Third Leader!"

"Third Master!"

The members of the Daxing Gang cried out in shock and dismay. Surrounded by his subordinates, Fan Tong witnessed the scene and let out a loud cry. His eyes rolled back as he spat out a mouthful of blood before fainting on the spot, causing chaos among his followers.

In stark contrast, the members of the Cloudy Sky Gang erupted in cheers, raising their arms in triumph.

This is our president! Unstoppable!

A flicker of coldness went through Ye Changlin’s narrowed eyes as he straightened in the VIP section.

This Li Xiaofei is indeed troublesome. He cannot be allowed to live.

"Next," Li Xiaofei called out, gesturing towards the waiting area with a hand.

Guan Shanyue and Zhen Santong once again looked to Ye Liushuang. But Ye Liushuang was still engrossed in his light core like an addicted youth lost in the virtual world, paying no attention to the tense situation around him.

They then looked at Ye Changlin in the VIP section. The elder met their gaze with a dark, ominous look. Zhen Santong gritted his teeth and stepped into the arena.

He approached with a more respectful demeanor, bowing slightly as he said, "President Li, the disputes over gang interests don’t always have to end in life or death. How about we treat this match as a friendly contest and stop before things get too severe?"

"How about I stop your nonsense?!" shouted Li Xiaofei.

He sprang forward, unleashing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. His hands were as sharp as talons as they struck out in rapid succession.

Zhen Santong was a master of the Iron Palm technique. Combined with his ninth stage Limit Breaking Realm, his iron palms had earned him a formidable reputation in the gang world. When they were fully activated, his hands turned black as ink and were as hard as iron. They were capable of breaking stones and shattering monuments.

But those once-invincible hands crumbled like rotten wood under Li Xiaofei’s Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Crack.

Li Xiaofei only needed a single exchange to shatter Zhen Santong’s iron palms.

"Ahhh!!" Zhen Santong screamed in agony.

He was utterly horrified.

How can such a young man be so terrifying? Has he been cultivating since he was in the womb?

"President Li, please spare me! I surrender..." Zhen Santong desperately retreated, shouting for mercy.

But—

Slash!

Li Xiaofei’s five fingers slashed downward. The Nine Yin White Bone Claw, known for its unparalleled destructive power, pierced through Zhen Santong’s skull and forehead. It was an instant kill.

"What good is there to surrender?" Li Xiaofei slowly retracted his fingers. "You can atone with your death."

A violent killing intent radiated from him and spilled out from the arena. Every gang leader present felt the overwhelming ferocity emanating from this young man.

Many of the experts in attendance knew they could also defeat the Fan brothers or even Zhen Santong. But to do so with such brutal, overwhelming force? That was beyond them.

"Your turn." Li Xiaofei beckoned Guan Shanyue with a slight curl of his finger. "Heh, you thought you were important, but you’re nothing more than toilet paper to be used and discarded. It’s truly pathetic... Now come up and die."

Guan Shanyue, steeling himself, reluctantly stepped into the light cage of the arena.

"Do you dare duel me with swords?" said Guan Shanyue as he unsheathed his sword, which shimmered with a cold, lethal light.

His sword was a renowned blade named Flying Dragon. Guan Shanyue, at the eighth stage of the Acupoint Opening Realm, had eight Inscribed Treasure Bones from the Grade Two star beast Swordfang Wolf implanted in his body. These bones allowed him to unleash the secret battle technique Razor Fang Sword Qi and master the ancient true legacy sword technique Cold Mamba Seven Phantom Sword. His strength was formidable.

He was within the top five fighters in Liuhe Base City and well known for his swordsmanship. Thus, he tried to taunt Li Xiaofei into a sword duel.

Li Xiaofei responded, "A sword duel? Fine."

Guan Shanyue was overjoyed.

"Where is your sword?" he asked.

Li Xiaofei replied, "The sword is in my hand."

"Why can't I see it?" Guan Shanyue frowned.

Li Xiaofei calmly said, "Since you claim to be a master of the sword, do you know the Three Great Realms of Swordsmanship?"

"I..."

Guan Shanyue was taken aback. He had never heard of the Three Great Realms of Swordsmanship.

Li Xiaofei slowly raised his middle finger and explained, "The first realm, the sword is seen, but the person is not; the second realm, the person is seen, but the sword is not; the third and highest realm, neither the sword nor the person is seen... Which realm have you reached?"

Guan Shanyue scoffed, "Swordsmanship is about the tangible art of killing. Who are you trying to fool with this pseudo-philosophical nonsense?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Li Xiaofei began to channel his starforce qi.

A wisp of sharp and unyielding sword energy flickered at his fingertip. This was not the typical sword energy unleashed in an attack. Instead, it was a real, palpable sword aura that was condensed and pulsing at the tip of his finger. It was as if his finger had become a sword.

Guan Shanyue's face filled with shock. It was not unusual to unleash sword energy with a strike, or summon blade energy with a slash. But condensing sword energy at one’s fingertip and turning one’s finger into an invisible sword was extraordinary.

Can there truly be such a thing as the realm where the person is seen but the sword is not?

As Guan Shanyue reeled from this revelation, Li Xiaofei struck without warning, releasing a burst of sword energy from his fingertip.

The Six Meridian Divine Sword, Middle Chong Sword.

The sword energy surged forth, as powerful as the dawn of creation. By the time Guan Shanyue realized what was happening, it was too late to evade.

Swoosh.

The powerful, invisible sword energy pierced straight through Guan Shanyue’s forehead. He hadn’t even drawn his sword. The battle was over before it began. His body trembled slightly, and his pupils dilated rapidly.

As death approached, Guan Shanyue, filled with unwillingness, asked, "The... third realm, neither the person nor the sword is seen, what... does it mean?"

In that moment, his desire for knowledge as a swordsman outweighed his fear of death.

"I was lying," Li Xiaofei calmly brought his hand down. "There’s no such thing as the three great realms. Swordsmanship is a killing art, not some mystical nonsense."

Guan Shanyue managed to utter, "You..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward, lifeless.

Four battles, four victories. Li Xiaofei stood in the center of the arena like an invincible war god. He had killed four men, each time using a different ancient martial technique.

Every move he made was astonishingly brilliant. The surrounding crowd had never seen or heard of such ancient martial arts before. Now that they had won four out of five matches, the Cloudy Sky Gang had already secured victory in this gang summit. The members of the Cloudy Sky Gang erupted in cheers, celebrating their triumph.

"Haha, we won!"

"Four out of five victories! The territories of the Dragon Claw Gang, Daxing Gang, Flying Cloud Sword Gang, and Iron Palm Ltd. are all ours!"

"And don’t forget the compensation—each gang owes us 5 million star coins... We're rich!"

Chu Yuntian, Li Junjie, and the others cheered and jumped with joy. However, the other gang leaders in the area were now deep in thought.

The Cloudy Sky Gang had just acquired a vast amount of territory and wealth, instantly transforming them into a colossal force within Liuhe Base City. With Li Xiaofei as their terrifyingly powerful president... They now had to contend with a giant in their midst.

But just then...

"Shut up, you're too loud."

Ye Liushuang, who had been absorbed in his light core the entire time, finally returned to reality.

He rubbed his ears in annoyance and looked at Li Xiaofei. "A moronic weakling wins four matches and thinks he’s something special?"