Gao Meng's expression was calm, facing Xu Yang standing beside Elder Xu from afar.
At this moment, she was composed and self-possessed.
She had been undergoing targeted training with Song Qiao during this period.
Song Qiao had fed her moves.
She had tried and faced all sorts of techniques, so she was not afraid of this match.
Meanwhile, Xu Yang was sizing up Gao Meng from head to toe.
Although his expression seemed normal, the mockery in his eyes was unconcealed.
Then, he spoke.
However, when he said in a teasing tone, "If you lose later, I'll help you apply medicine," it instantly revealed many of his traits.
The most obvious was his brazenness.
Of course, there was also lust.
Perhaps, this was also his way of provoking Gao Meng.
Facing his provocation, Gao Meng simply maintained a cold expression, not appearing particularly angry. She let out a cold snort, "You're full of hot air, mind yourself!"
Seeing this, Song Qiao was slightly relieved. It seemed her temperament had indeed been tempered.
On the side, Teng Haibo still appeared very nervous.
He knew his fate rested in Gao Meng's hands, depending on whether she could defeat Xu Yang.
They say fate should be in one's own hands, but reality was often this helpless. He couldn't enter the arena himself. Of course, even if he did, he wouldn't be able to win.
It was for this reason that when the Grand President Sun Tengfei spoke, saying he would wager the position of branch leader, Teng Haibo could only agree.
Gao Meng smiled at Song Qiao, "Don't worry, I'll be back after this fight."
Song Qiao nodded at her, "Go, be careful!"
Watching Gao Meng stride with her long legs, gracefully ascend the steps, and step onto the stage, walking on the red carpet.
Her figure was tall and straight, her face beautiful, appearing heroic and spirited.
However, many people in the crowd looked at her, their eyes revealing not only admiration but also pity.
Such a delicate beauty, going to fight Xu Yang, if she was lucky, she might survive, but if she wasn't, she might even lose her life.
On the other side, Xu Yang descended from the platform and with a light leap, he soared onto the more than two-meter-high stage, his movements elegant.
This move drew loud cheers from many gang members below.
At this moment, the two on the stage stood facing each other from a distance.
Gao Meng's face was expressionless, while Xu Yang's eyes held a playful smile.
They clasped their fists in salute.
Then, Gao Meng initiated the attack first, her feet shifting, and she rushed towards Xu Yang with great speed.
This move immediately caused an uproar.
"Who would have thought she'd be such a firecracker!"
"Her skills aren't bad!"
"But I wonder how many moves she can last against Young Master Xu..."
As for the big shots, like Elder Xu and Tang Wen, they watched silently, while Sun Tenghai remained as steady as a rock.
On the stage, Xu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.
He was somewhat surprised by Gao Meng's speed, she was like a small leopard, agile and swift.
Considering the speed of an adult leopard.
She was a formidable opponent.
For a woman to cultivate martial arts to this level was quite impressive.
As his thoughts raced, Gao Meng had already arrived.
Seeing Gao Meng's movements, he immediately employed the Xu family's inherited Dragon Claw technique to block her attack and seize the opportunity to counterattack.
They fought to a draw.
"Oh, your skill is not bad. But to defeat me, you're still far off. How about you surrender? I promise not to hurt you, what do you say?" Xu Yang said.
His tone was flippant.
Gao Meng's eyebrows shot up, "Dream on!"
She intensified her movements.
The next moment, he counterattacked with a claw.
The technique was still the same, but the power had increased.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that he had unleashed his full qi.
Soon, Gao Meng was suppressed. Just a moment ago, they were evenly matched, but now she was being pushed back.
Below the stage, people couldn't help but gasp.
They looked at Xu Yang, then at Elder Xu, surprised that he had such a strong hidden card.
Young Xu Yang possessed profound skill.
Gao Meng was now struggling to cope.
Wasn't it a sure win then?
Meanwhile, Elder Xu appeared calm and collected, his face serene, as he gently stroked his graying beard.
He was also very confident that Xu Yang's skill far surpassed his opponent's.
In short, Xu Yang was guaranteed to win this match.
At the same time, he chuckled inwardly. Even if this Gao Meng came from the Gao family in Modu, so what?
Not to mention, the Gao family no longer cared about Gao Meng.
He knew these things, and as an old fox, he wouldn't underestimate his opponent. As soon as he guessed that Fang might participate, he sent his subordinates to investigate her, thus learning her identity.
However, at this moment, although Gao Meng was at a disadvantage, she did not appear panicked, but rather looked composed.
Although it looked dangerous, she effectively avoided Xu Yang's attacks.
It was as if she had an intimate understanding of Xu Yang's moves.
Suddenly, she executed a spinning kick, directly neutralizing Xu Yang's attacking move.
Xu Yang still saw this kick coming with great speed, and quickly responded with the same method and force as before, but he was kicked back several steps.
He was startled, "Xing Yi Quan?"
This was not what surprised him the most. The main thing was that his current martial arts techniques were primarily strange and unpredictable.
He hadn't expected her not only to block it but also to counterattack effectively.
This meant that the Xing Yi Quan she displayed was guided by her mind, allowing her to understand his moves and respond effectively.
Moreover, her skill had increased significantly compared to earlier.
This meant she hadn't used her full strength yet.
Humph, this little vixen dared to play tricks in front of him, almost falling for it.
He couldn't help but feel angry and unwilling.
He shook his hands, moved his neck, and secretly adjusted his breathing and footwork, then quickly charged at Gao Meng.
Unleash the killer move!
His hands were loosely clenched, forming dragon claws, shifting positions front and back.
Humph, if he touched her with one claw, a piece of her flesh and blood would be torn off.
His movements were like a coiling dragon.
In an instant, his momentum surged rapidly, possessing at least forty to fifty years of cultivation.
The crowd was shocked.
Gao Meng also sensed his change and focused her attention, preparing to respond.
Almost the next moment, the attack reached her face. The sharp qi from his fingertips seemed to pierce deep into her flesh and bone.
At the critical moment.
Gao Meng suddenly rolled, constantly evading.
But she hadn't completely escaped his attack range.
Xu Yang's claw tore through the fabric of her shoulder, the torn pieces fluttering like butterflies.
"Careful!" Teng Haibo shouted, reaching out as if to intervene, but it was too late.
He sighed inwardly: It's over, we're going to lose.
Just then, Xu Yang grinned triumphantly, his moves continuous, his hand directly aimed at Gao Meng's throat, while his foot attacked her groin, and he was poised to grab her throat.
These were all deadly moves, targeting the vulnerable parts of the human body.
Many of Teng Haibo's faction closed their eyes, unable to bear watching.
Tang Wen's faction, on the other hand, cheered loudly.
Suddenly.
Boom.
A loud noise echoed.
Both the enemy and friendly forces were dumbfounded.
Xu Yang was sent flying off the stage, crashing heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
He lay on the ground, spitting blood uncontrollably, unable to get up for a long time.