Démon infernal

Chapitre 17

"Okay, I'll bet you how much you'll give me if Gu Feng wins."

"Five hundred! You're doomed to lose," the man insisted.

The person in front nodded, completely ignoring the second half of the other person's sentence.

"I think you should save your money. Isn't this kind of gambling just throwing money away?" Another skinny man chimed in.

"Hmph, I just don't believe it."

"Okay, okay, then add me to the list too. It would be stupid not to take the money that's already in my hands."

...

More and more people kept adding to the bets. It seemed that if Gu Feng lost, that person would suffer a huge loss, as everyone except himself had bet on his nemesis...

Ancient style, don't disappoint me!

The sidelines were bustling; apart from the two officials, the absence of anyone else wouldn't attract attention.

Shixin, why aren't you here yet? I want you to see with your own eyes how I defeat Gu Feng.

The nemesis gazed into the distance.

Gu Feng coldly asked, "Shall we begin?"

Ke Xing glanced disappointedly at the road again. Did she not want to come? Did she not want to see me defeat her? Apprentice? Friend? Lover?

Thinking of the last word, "nemesis," a surge of passion welled up within him.

Shixin is mine, and you, Gu Feng, can only dream of having her!

Gu Feng, of course, had no idea what incantation he was chanting. Seeing that he didn't speak, he asked again, "Can we begin?"

Ke Xing withdrew his gaze, patted his martial arts uniform, and said, "Good!"

Gu Feng looked at him solemnly. After all, having suffered five defeats, he knew best how strong his opponent was.

Gu Feng began to move his feet and adjust his posture; their fight was about to begin.

…Shixin, even if you can't see it, I still won't show him any mercy. All the students of the Dao Society, watch out, Gu Feng will fall at my feet once again.

Thinking about how to defeat me? I, Gu Feng, will no longer let you manipulate me. Just wait and be surprised.

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Today, Yuehan felt a little sad because her work failed to pass the Sanjiang review. She thought of her previous work, "The Legend of the Famous Sword," which also lost its appeal due to repeated failures to pass the Sanjiang review and low popularity.

Today I saw a reader in the book review section worrying that *Ghost Talk* might be abandoned. I wonder if he anticipated the book being rejected by Sanjiang today, or if he's dissatisfied with the pace of one chapter a day? But I can tell you, I wrote this book very "comfortably," entirely according to my own feelings. Although the pace isn't fast (partly due to limited time, partly due to limited inspiration, and possibly also because I was lazy), I can guarantee that I will finish *Ghost Talk*. After all, I've seen some steadfast readers. For myself, for you all, even if Qidian doesn't approve of my work, I will persevere.

Battle is imminent (The End)

Gu Yuehan, April 12, 19:19

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Volume 1, Chapter 23: The Duel of Two Ministers

"It's about to start, I can't wait!" Ah Mao excitedly watched the field.

"Brother Feng, go for it! As your brother, I know you can do it." Xiaobing clenched his fist.

Keep it up! (Traditional Chinese style)

The most nervous one must be the guy who set up the betting pool! Watching the fight with bated breath is a first for him!

That's insane! I bet over 8,000 yuan and not a single person is on my side. If Gu Feng loses, won't I be devastated? I was so confident before, but now I'm actually starting to worry about the temperature on my head.

Gu Feng swayed his body, trying to provoke his nemesis into launching a preemptive attack.

The nemesis gave a cold laugh.

Want to play defensively and counter-attack? Can you, Gu Feng, defend against my nemesis's moves?

Even though he knew Gu Feng's intentions, Ke Xing still made his move without hesitation. He was not afraid at all, as Gu Feng was just a third-rate guy who had failed repeatedly.

At least that's what he thought.

Such a fast kick! Gu Feng could clearly hear the sound of it cutting through the air. Without a moment's hesitation, Gu Feng took a large step back, watching his nemesis's heavy kick land, and then thrust out with a back kick.

The nemesis countered with an attack, landing with one foot, slightly shifting his body, and throwing a straight punch.

Gu Feng missed his kick, felt pain in his waist, lost his balance, and fell down.

"Big Brother, well done! Keep fighting like that, don't stop!" The surrounding area erupted in cheers.

"Gu Feng, I thought you'd be much stronger with Shi Xin's help, but you're still the same! You really disappoint me," Ke Xing said provocatively.

Gu Feng quickly stood up.

"The one who laughs last is the real winner."

Gu Feng launched a preemptive attack, a powerful horizontal kick. Ke Xing ducked, barely managing to dodge. Gu Feng immediately turned and kicked back, and Ke Xing, with no way to avoid it, immediately struck to block.

Gu Feng's leg strength was not to be underestimated. Ah Mao Xiao Bing and Zhuang Yu smiled, as if they could already see Gu Feng kicking their nemesis in the chest.

The truth is that Gu Feng did not disappoint them; although Ke Kexing was kicked, he did not appear to be injured.

Kexing shook the dust off his martial arts uniform. With a loud shout, he leaped into the air and brought down a powerful chop with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

A slight smile in ancient style?

Ke Xing looked at Gu Feng's expression strangely. Did he want to take the hit head-on?

The ancient-style spin, step, leg swing, and heavy strike.

A powerful whirlwind kick landed squarely on his nemesis, who had just brought down his sword. Gu Feng thoroughly enjoyed the sensation of his foot striking his target. His nemesis was incredibly strong; even after being kicked, he didn't retreat but endured the pain and continued his attack?

"Gu Feng, watch out!" Gu Feng's supporters cried out in alarm. Even in such a disadvantageous position, his nemesis calmly delivered a close-range strike!

The ancient style instantly banished that fleeting pleasure to hell, leaving me in a cold sweat!

Such close proximity! Such a fierce move! Such domineering aura!

If Gu Feng hadn't dodged, it's obvious he would have collapsed right there.

"laugh!"

A long thud sent Ah Mao and the others on the sidelines plummeting into despair.

Did you get hooked on the traditional Chinese style?

The white figure retreating swiftly made them breathe a sigh of relief. A large hole had been pierced through the chest of Gu Feng's Taoist robe! Such a sharp and consistent move.

Gu Feng steadied his pounding heart. If he hadn't twisted his body at the last second, it wouldn't have been just his martial arts uniform that had been pierced. Ke Xing's extraordinary composure in the face of danger also shocked Gu Feng. The two factors combined to create a surging heartbeat.

So strong, no wonder he's called the "nemesis"!

Even the nemesis seemed to be shaken by Gu Feng's whirlwind kick, and touched his sore spot.

"Gu Feng, you are ultimately no match for me, even though you have become stronger." A cold glint flashed in Ke Xing's eyes.

The nemesis lunged forward and delivered a side kick!

The ancient style is all about offense against offense, including a back kick!

The two men, each supporting their own wounds, took a step back together.

"They've reached a standoff!" Ah Mao said, looking at the two people on the field who were about a meter apart and constantly adjusting their positions.

A hasty attack would only invite a fierce counterattack; only when one is confident of a sure-fire strike could an attack be launched. This thought crossed both of their minds simultaneously.

He kept moving his body and teasing her.

Kexing couldn't hold back any longer. How dare you, a third-rate nobody, beat me to the point where I dare not launch an attack? No way, absolutely not. Gu Feng finally got his chance to strike, but they were too close, and there was no way to escape the punch aimed at his face.

A smile in the ancient style.

"Damn it~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" Everyone around shouted as they watched Gu Feng, who was clearly a Taekwondo practitioner, actually grab the heavy punch delivered by his senior brother, and casually throw him over his back? It was actually a "back throw"? A Judo technique?

Ke Xing struggled to his feet, his face full of doubt. When did Gu Feng learn judo?

"Yay!" Ah Mao Xiao Bing shouted loudly, naturally attracting the attention of those around them. Some people who knew about their relationship with Gu Feng quickly learned what Gu Feng's back throw was all about.

Ke Xing glared at Gu Feng and said, "The real show is yet to come."

Gu Feng's confidence soared after using that trick: "Yes, the best is yet to come."

Left hook, right backhand strike, front side kick, high cross kick... Nemesis unleashed a series of moves.

Gu Feng recalled Professor Shi Xin's methods of breaking the spell. Although some of them were not practically useful, they still managed to barely block the unprecedentedly fierce series of moves of his nemesis.

Ke Xing was clearly unwilling to admit that his combo, which had never failed, had not gained him any advantage. With a loud shout, he unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks, raining down fierce attacks on Gu Feng once again.

What right do you have to stop me?

Gu Feng's face flushed red. His nemesis's moves were unpredictable, leaving no openings. He could only rely on his extensive experience to block and block, unable to launch a counterattack. After blocking another punch, Gu Feng couldn't hold on any longer and was kicked in the abdomen, staggering back a few steps and collapsing to the ground.

"Gu Feng, in actual combat, don't just think about defense. Taekwondo is famous for using force to counter force. If we really can't find an opening, what's wrong with kicking our opponent a few times? Just disrupt his footwork and get back on track." Gu Feng recalled the words that Bishop Yuan Hong had said to him years ago.

"If this continues, I'll either get kicked to death or die of exhaustion sooner or later. If taking a few kicks can actually help me find a weakness, why not?" With that thought, Gu Feng stood up and continued to face his arrogant nemesis.

Nemesis, you are indeed very powerful, but if you want to defeat my ancient style again, hehe, maybe in your next life!

Kexing used his combo again, and Gu Feng stood there dumbfounded.

"Oh no, could Gu Feng have been knocked senseless by those kicks from his nemesis? He's not moving at all, letting him..." Zhuang Yu's words were stuck in his throat when he realized his mistake. Looking at the furious Gu Feng, he was excited and said, "Gu Feng, keep going! We support you."

"Brother Feng even knows how to use the self-inflicted injury trick? I'm impressed! Those hits must have hurt a lot!" Xiao Bing stared at the field.

Gu Feng's strategy worked. He used his body to disrupt his nemesis's move and launched a counterattack, forcing his still bewildered nemesis back five or six steps before he understood what was happening.

Kexing roared and rained down punches as he closed in.

"It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet," Gu Feng thought to himself.

Suddenly, the robe tightened, and Gu Feng grabbed both sleeves. Just as the person was about to kick to stop him, Gu Feng stepped into his crotch, executing a powerful "Big Inner Cut".

Kexing collapsed to the ground with a thud, with Gu Feng lying on top of him, finally experiencing the kind of pain that Ah Mao often felt with nowhere to go.

"Well done! Go Gu Feng!" The guy running the betting operation on the sidelines seemed ready to pocket his winnings, shouting happily.

Those karate students who were originally extremely arrogant were now all hanging their heads, seemingly very disappointed in their senior brother.

Suddenly someone said, "Is this Gu Feng from the Taekwondo club or the Judo club? Why do we always see him using Judo techniques to defeat our senior brother?"

The previously listless karate students perked up at the words and shouted, "Gu Feng, you bastard, who do you think you are?" They were completely unfazed by the murderous glares from the taekwondo and judo students.

Gu Feng was furious. "I, Gu Feng, can defeat you just as easily using Taekwondo!"