Xiongzi's fists and Liehu's kicks were infamous within the special operations team.
Xiongzi's punches were overbearing, while Liehu's kicks were fierce.
Even Qin Long found it extremely difficult to face either of them.
Qin Long believed that after witnessing Shen Lang's prowess, Liehu would go all out.
Even if Liehu couldn't defeat Shen Lang, he wouldn't lose within ten moves.
As quick as lightning.
In the blink of an eye, Liehu unleashed twelve kicks in mid-air, rapidly striking towards Shen Lang.
"What?"
Qin Long and the other members of the action team were shocked.
They hadn't expected Liehu to use this move directly against Shen Lang.
This was a new move Liehu created by integrating his Twelve-Way Tan Tui, named "Stormy Seas."
Facing this move, an enemy would feel as if they were caught in a storm, with all angles of evasion sealed off.
This was Liehu's strongest move, his ultimate trump card.
Even those present had only heard of it; few had seen it.
"It seems Liehu is truly enraged..."
Qin Long and the other members of the action team couldn't hide their excitement, remarking.
"However, it's understandable. Though Xiongzi and Liehu aren't blood brothers, they are closer than brothers. Especially Xiongzi, who almost died saving Liehu once."
"Xiongzi was defeated by Shen Lang. If Liehu isn't angry, he wouldn't be himself. It looks like Shen Lang is in for some bad luck."
Liehu, true to his name, possessed a fiery temper and the ferocity of a tiger. His leg techniques carried a primal aggression.
In the blink of an eye, Liehu's twelve consecutive kicks reached Shen Lang, leaving him no time or space to evade.
"Brother..."
Seeing Liehu's fierce attack, Gu Qinghan felt a pang of worry and called out softly.
"Sister, worry not. Watch me defeat him in one move."
Seeing the worry flash across Gu Qinghan's face, Shen Lang laughed heartily and said.
"What?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Qin Long and the other members of the action team were furious.
This kid was simply arrogant and condescending.
To defeat Liehu in one move with such a fierce offensive was pure fantasy.
"Not good..."
Unlike Qin Long and the other team members, Xiongzi's face was filled with worry as Shen Lang spoke.
Others didn't know Shen Lang's power, but Xiongzi did.
Shen Lang's martial cultivation was unfathomable, far beyond what Liehu, who was only his equal, could compare to.
The reason he hadn't spoken up earlier was twofold: he didn't want to dampen Liehu's spirits, and he didn't want to dampen his good brother's intent to stand up for him.
However, seeing Shen Lang's expression turn serious, Xiongzi began to panic.
"Liehu, be careful."
Xiongzi knew Shen Lang hadn't been serious when facing him, so he had to warn Liehu and prepare him mentally.
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
Xiongzi's warning came too late. The moment his words left his mouth, Liehu's leg techniques, like a storm, slammed into Shen Lang.
However, to Xiongzi, Qin Long, and the others' astonishment, Shen Lang didn't evade. He raised his right arm, allowing Liehu's attacks to pour onto it.
"Brother..."
Gu Qinghan exclaimed in shock.
But before Gu Qinghan could finish speaking, Shen Lang made his move.
After Liehu completed his twelve kicks, Shen Lang threw a punch.
This punch landed squarely on the sole of Liehu's foot.
"Bang—"
Shen Lang's punch seemed light and effortless, but it struck Liehu's foot with such force that Liehu was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the wall over ten meters away with a pained cry.
"What is going on?"
Seeing Shen Lang stand motionless after enduring Liehu's "Stormy Seas" attack, with no sign of pain on his face, and then being sent flying over ten meters and crashing into the wall with a single punch, everyone present was stunned and bewildered.
"Liehu, what happened?"
Qin Long, as the leader of the special operations team, had seen a lot, but he had never witnessed such a strange event. He called out to Liehu.
"Team Leader, this kid is terrifying. I'm not his match..."
Liehu, enduring the pain, stood up and said to Qin Long, "He not only blocked my full-power attack with apparent ease but also sent me flying with a casual punch. His martial cultivation is unfathomable."
"If it weren't for him deliberately dissipating most of the force in that punch, my right leg would have exploded, leaving me crippled for life."
Having said that, Liehu clasped his fists towards Shen Lang and said respectfully, "Brother Shen, you are young, but your martial cultivation has already reached perfection. Liehu is genuinely convinced of his defeat. Thank you for showing mercy earlier."
Like Xiongzi before him, Liehu felt deep remorse.
He had used a killing move right from the start, intending to either kill or cripple Shen Lang. He never expected Shen Lang to hold back at the critical moment and deliberately dissipate most of the force, preventing them from even being seriously injured.
"This is a sparring match, not a life-or-death battle. Holding back is the right thing to do. No need to be polite."
Shen Lang glanced at Liehu and smiled.
After speaking, Shen Lang swept his gaze across the others and asked, "Is there anyone else who is not convinced?"
Seeing that Shen Lang had easily defeated Xiongzi and then Liehu, all the members of the action team were subdued.
Xiongzi and Liehu might not have been the strongest in the special operations team, but they were top-tier fighters. Anyone present, even if they could defeat Xiongzi and Liehu, would have paid a terrible price.
No one here could have acted as cleanly and decisively as Shen Lang, defeating enemies in one move. The difference in skill was clear.
Seeing everyone bow their heads in silence, Gu Qinghan's face broke into a joyful smile.
Her brother was so powerful at such a young age. With training, he could become a top-tier expert within five years. Such a gem should not be left in the hands of ordinary craftsmen. She vowed to help her brother reach the pinnacle.
"What?"
Seeing his team members remain silent, Qin Long was shocked.
He never imagined that Shen Lang's casual moves would render his proud special operations team speechless.
"I am not convinced."
Qin Long strode forward, looking at Shen Lang, and declared, "Kid, although I can't stop you from participating in this operation, if you want me to genuinely accept you, you must defeat me."
"Oh..."
Upon hearing this, a lazy expression spread across Shen Lang's face. "In that case, let's begin."
"Kid, I'm not skilled in unarmed combat; I excel with weapons. Firearms are out of the question, so let's have a cold weapon duel."
Qin Long pointed to the rack of cold weapons nearby and said, "Swords, spears, sabers, halberds, axes, hooks, daggers—you name it, we have it. You choose first, then I'll choose."