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In this moment of utter silence,

Liu Yuan suddenly cried out, her clear voice echoing throughout the area.

A strange expression couldn't help but appear on everyone's face.

One-Knife's brow twitched.

A lowly prostitute dared to insult him with such crude words in front of everyone?

This was extremely insulting!

His surging aura instantly relaxed, his attention momentarily diverted.

However—

Liang Jin had already made his move!

One-Knife hurriedly refocused his mind, wielding his blade to meet the attack.

“Whoosh—!”

As the two moved, it seemed even the howling wind intensified in an instant.

A fierce gale arose, dust swirling and engulfing their figures.

The crowd hastily shielded their eyes with their hands to block the sand, while also trying to open their eyes to see the outcome of the duel.

But with sand filling the sky, they couldn't see anything clearly.

“Hiss hiss hiss hiss!”

The horses neighed in terror, desperately tugging at their reins, trying to escape.

Their instincts seemed to have sensed the terrifying killing intent.

The pimp also snapped back to his senses, punching Liu Yuan in the face and knocking her to the ground:

“Bitch! How dare you disrespect the Big Boss?”

“Dare to utter another word, and I'll personally chop off your head with an axe!”

Liu Yuan's delicate nose was struck, causing blood to flow.

She had no time to wipe it away, nor did she pay attention to the pimp, but hurriedly sat up from the ground, looking towards the duel.

Gao Hongzhe trembled with excitement:

“Brother Meng, you must win!”

The wind and sand were too strong.

Everyone's hair and clothes were disheveled by the wind.

Looking out, all that could be seen was rolling yellow sand.

Within the wind and sand, shadowy figures could faintly be seen moving, and even the sound of weapons clashing could be heard.

In the end, only the howling of the wind remained in their ears.

They could hear it.

But they couldn't see it clearly.

This made everyone anxious, wishing the strong wind would quickly subside.

Finally, the wind calmed.

The horses also lowered their heads, no longer as restless as before.

The yellow sand settled, and the dust dissipated.

This left them standing back-to-back.

Liang Jin held his spear in one hand, the tip pointing forward.

One-Knife held his blade with both hands, the blade positioned in a slanted, slashing stance.

The next moment.

Liang Jin sheathed his spear, and One-Knife also returned his saber to its scabbard.

It's over?

Everyone was at a loss.

Had the victor already been decided?

Who had won and who had lost?

Gao Hongzhe and Liu Yuan carefully scrutinized the two, trying to find a trace of any indication.

The merchants and travelers subconsciously held their breath.

The pimp and the bandits were equally puzzled.

They had never encountered such a situation before.

At this moment.

One-Knife spoke:

“Good spear technique!”

As his voice fell.

A line of blood actually appeared on Liang Jin's neck.

Following that, a strand of crimson blood flowed from the wound like a winding thread.

Before the blood could completely fall, it was covered and sealed by the wind-blown sand, congealing on Liang Jin's neck.

Gao Hongzhe's eyes were about to split open:

“Brother Meng!”

His cry was filled with sorrow, assuming Liang Jin had been killed with a single strike to the throat.

Liu Yuan also sighed in despair:

“It seems my fate is sealed.”

“I shouldn't have placed my hopes on such a person.”

She lowered her head, prepared to bear the consequences of her insulting One-Knife.

On the other hand, the pimp and the group of bandits revealed smiles of satisfaction.

The others looked at One-Knife's figure with even more fear, as if looking at a demon god!

That kid dared to challenge such a terrifying martial artist, who else but him would die?

And One-Knife spoke again.

But this time, his tone became low and deep:

“What a pity.”

“If my swordsmanship wasn't Yellow-Rank, but the higher Profound-Rank.”

“Then today…”

One-Knife didn't have the strength to finish his last words.

He collapsed to the ground.

A large amount of blood gushed from his chest.

Only then did everyone realize in shock that a hole had been pierced through One-Knife's chest to his back!

Looking back at Liang Jin.

The spear in his hand was covered in blood, clearly indicating the entire spear had pierced into One-Knife's chest and out his back.

He raised his hand, wiping away the blood from his neck.

Then he stood holding his spear, laughing wildly:

“Hahahaha…”

He was injured.

But it was only a flesh wound.

One-Knife's blade was fast, cutting open his skin, and if it had gone deeper, it could have severed his carotid artery.

Liang Jin hadn't even noticed when he was struck, and only broke out in a cold sweat after dodging.

It was truly extremely dangerous!

Unfortunately, One-Knife didn't have that chance.

Liang Jin had won.

So he laughed very happily.

This was the first time he had defeated a truly powerful enemy.

This battle also brought him a peculiar feeling, a sense of enlightenment, as if he had seen a new level.

It also gave him a new understanding of martial arts.

Before this battle, Liang Jin had only a 50% chance of winning against One-Knife.

After this battle, if One-Knife could be resurrected and fight him again, Liang Jin would have a 90% chance of winning!

This battle completely transformed him.

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Although he had taken a risk.

It was completely worth it!

And everyone around was stunned.

One-Knife, the bandit leader who had roamed this area for many years, had died at the hands of an unknown kid!

The first to react were the bandits:

“The Big Boss actually…”

“Damn it! This kid is a real expert!”

“Run! Run!”

…

The bandits all mounted their horses, turning their heads and fleeing quickly.

They didn't even bother to collect One-Knife's body.

The pimp and a group of prostitutes also wanted to escape.

But unfortunately, they were in the grass shop, unlike the bandits who were at the entrance and could retreat at any time.

The pimp and the others wanted to escape the grass shop, but they had to pass in front of Liang Jin, which they didn't dare to do.

Liu Yuan's bright eyes flickered as she stood up from the ground.

She looked Liang Jin up and down, secretly sighing:

“This person is unremarkable in appearance, but the result is really… unexpected.”

“It seems this time, I really have a chance to escape this sea of suffering.”

And the surrounding travelers and merchants took a while to fully accept this result.

One-Knife, who was like a god or demon in their eyes, was actually dead!

That kid, actually won?

“This… am I dreaming?”

“One-Knife was clearly so strong, how could he just die all of a sudden?”

“Looking at this kid, he doesn't seem like a great expert, how could One-Knife have been defeated by him?”

…

For these ordinary people, it was still difficult to accept this result.

After all, they had been traveling this trade route for many years and had heard countless legends of One-Knife.

The name One-Knife had long been established in their hearts, and they had personally witnessed One-Knife killing people with ease.

Now that One-Knife was dead in the blink of an eye, their inherent impressions were shattered, but their habitual thinking made them appear slow.

Of course, there were also people with flexible minds.

Two people rushed out of the inn.

The innkeeper was playing the suona, and the waiter was beating the gong and drum.

They looked as happy as if they were celebrating a happy event.

The innkeeper even ran to Liang Jin's side to congratulate him:

“I knew from a young age that a hero would emerge!”

“Now that you have killed One-Knife, you will surely become famous in the desert!”

“Please allow me to spread your story to all the passing travelers, and I will offer silver and dry food as a thank you!”

“If you ever visit my shop in the future, all food and accommodation will be free!”

The innkeeper was eager to please, with none of his previous attitude.

Seeing that Liang Jin ignored him, the innkeeper thought he wasn't flattering him enough.

So he personally beat the gong and drum, running into the middle of the crowd.

He racked his brains, quickly composing a desert folk song, singing loudly:

“Hey—! Hey—! The young man steps forward with a spear on his shoulder, bravely facing the mad bandits. The hooves of the horses are as fast as the wind, but his heart is not afraid, vowing to cut off the bandit's head to avenge his homeland.”

“Hey—! Hey—! The sun is setting, the wind is strong, and the sand is rolling, the young man's blood boils like firewood. The bandit's head is as arrogant as a fierce tiger, but the young man's heroic spirit is as fierce as an eagle.”

“Hey—! Hey—! The flashing of the blade and spear is as fast as lightning, the young man bravely fights before the enemy. A wild laugh shakes the heavens and the earth, the bandit's head falls to the dust.”

“Hey—! Hey—! The people celebrate and sing, the young man's heroic name will be spread forever. The Western Desert Gobi has many ambitions, the young man is a good hero.”

The innkeeper would shake his head and play the suona for a while after singing two sentences.

Liang Jin watched for a while holding his spear, finding it really interesting.

What was interesting was not the folk song, but the innkeeper's repeated jumping back and forth in attitude.

The innkeeper didn't feel embarrassed, and continued to sing Liang Jin's praises with all his might.

The most excited was Gao Hongzhe.

He ran excitedly to Liang Jin's side:

“Brother Meng, today I finally saw what is called the pugilistic world!”

“I will never forget this experience!”

Gao Hongzhe had been buried in his studies all his life and had never experienced the sword and shadow of the pugilistic world.

Although he had not participated in the bloody battle, he had walked through the realm of life and death.

At this moment, he only felt the heroic feelings churning in his chest, and his blood boiling.

But Liang Jin ignored anyone.

Because his attention was all on the text that popped up on the panel:

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