<strong>Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: Leng Chan’s Appearance Shocks Everyone</strong>


    Xiang Yu saw Leng Chaning up and only then did he walk over with his crutch to her side, then chuckled, “Hello, my name is Xiang Yu.”


    “I know.” Leng Chan replied coldly.


    The moment she saw Xiang Yu approaching, she knew what he wanted to do—just trying to strike up a conversation, get to know her, and maybe be friends or something like that.


    She’s long been tired of such attempts at conversation.


    “You’re very beautiful,” Xiang Yu said without any reservation.


    Leng Chan snorted coldly without saying a word, wanting to use her silence to tell Xiang Yu to get lost.


    “I want to touch your butt,” Xiang Yu said expectantly, his eyes shining.


    Leng Chan’s face turned cold, and she was about to strike Xiang Yu.


    Seeing the situation turning sour, Xiang Yu quickly hobbled back to his original spot with his crutch. Leng Chan initially wanted to chase after him to teach him a lesson.


    Just then, Xiang Yu suddenly said, “Sect Leader Hong, since everyone is here, let’s begin.”


    Seeing this, Leng Chan could only snort again and stood still.


    Hong Jinbao naturally noticed Xiang Yu’s actions but didn’t stop him. He couldn’t help feeling a sense of nostalgia, thinking Xiang Yu really did resemble his younger self.


    “Let’s stick to the old rules…” Hong Jinbao loudly repeated the rules while standing there.


    In fact, he didn’t really need to say it himself, but to show formality and seriousness, he said it personally.


    The rules were really simple: fight until the opponent concedes. If they don’t concede, keep fighting.


    That’s how brutal it is in this world; don’t concede and I’ll beat you to death.


    “Xiang Yu, don’t chicken outter, alright?” Fang Xiaoming said, ncing sideways at Xiang Yu.


    But Xiang Yu didn’t react at all to his words and just stared nkly at Leng Chan.


    Seeing that Xiang Yu was ignoring him, Fang Xiaoming could only snort coldly.


    Four people stepped forward to draw lots, with Fang Xiaoming confidently going first and then excitedly waving his lot and shouting, “Number one.”


    “I’m number two,” Xiang Yu shouted randomly without holding his lot.


    “How do you know you’re number two?” Leng Chan asked confusedly beside Xiang Yu.


    “I guessed,” Xiang Yu replied with a smile.


    Leng Chan was speechless, snorted again, and directly moved to the center.


    She drew number one, which meant she would be fighting Fang Xiaoming in the first round.


    Fang Xiaoming was somewhat disappointed to see that he wasn’t facing Xiang Yu. He was eager to take Xiang Yu down.


    Xiang Yu and another person retreated to the side.


    “Move aside, don’t you know to respect those with disabilities?” Xiang Yu hobbled to Jin Guozhong’s side and squeezed him aside.


    Jin Guozhong had no choice but to stand next to Xiang Yu and then helplessly smiled at Yuan Huai.


    “If you can’t go onter, just concede,” Jin Guozhong said.


    He now had a bit of understanding about Xiang Yu; this man had thick skin and didn’t y by the rules. You never knew what he’d do next.


    “Are you thinking something bad about me?” Xiang Yu suddenly looked at Jin Guozhong and asked.


    “No,” Jin Guozhong answered straightforwardly, then looked ahead, ignoring Xiang Yu.


    At this point, the confrontation in the center had begun.


    “Stop it; it’s not good for a girl to be wielding weapons. You’d be better off following me; I promise you’ll live the good life,” Fang Xiaoming said, eyes gleaming.


    It’s no wonder; Leng Chan was stunningly beautiful, especially in this gang environment where there were more wolves than meat.


    Leng Chan snorted coldly and didn’t speak, then took the lead to strike at Jin Guozhong.


    “Oh wow, quite fierce; I like it,” Fang Xiaoming said with a lewd smile.


    Though Fang Xiaoming said that, he was on guard, dodging as Leng Chan attacked. Then he kicked towards Leng Chan’s head without any show of gentleness.


    Leng Chan was no ordinary person; she did a backflip to dodge cleverly.


    The move was quite shy, instantly winning cheers from the surrounding crowd.


    “Good!” Xiang Yu couldn’t help but stand up and shout.


    Little Xuan hurried to Xiang Yu’s side to remind him, “Bro, your leg is still injured.”


    Only then did Xiang Yu quickly sit back down, pping his hands.


    Jin Guozhong, next to him, was startled by Xiang Yu’s shout and involuntarily stepped aside. He didn’t want to be too close to Xiang Yu.


    At that moment, he suddenly realized something, staring dumbfounded at Xiang Yu’s leg, recalling Xiang Yu stood up just now. He nced at others around, seeing them just watching the match without showing other expressions.


    He quietly stepped over to Yuan Huai and whispered, “Did you notice anything strange about Xiang Yu?”


    Yuan Huai looked at him confusedly, then at Xiang Yu, and finally shook his head, “No, why?”


    Seeing that Yuan Huai seemed truthful, he nodded, thinking perhaps he was seeing things.


    Xiang Yu’s actions had also caught the attention of Sky Thief Rat, who shared the same puzzled expression as Jin Guozhong.


    But seeing everyone around Xiang Yu behaving normally again, he shook his head, dismissing the doubts from his mind.


    After all, he was there when Xiang Yu injured his leg, and Xiang Yu’s blood had sttered all over his face. The scene was quite spectacr, leaving no room for doubt.


    In just ten days, there was no way Xiang Yu could have recovered. He probably was still in pain.


    Thinking about it, Sky Thief Ratughed at himself, realizing he was overthinking. He had waited too long for this day.


    As long as Fang Xiaoming was made the candidate, he would hold supreme power, and if Hong Jinbao died a couple of years earlier, Fang Xiaoming would be the Chief of Hongmen.


    Everything Fang Xiaoming had would be under his control, and by then, Hongmen would practically be his, Sky Thief Rat’s.


    Thinking about this, Sky Thief Rat couldn’t help but smile. Hisughter seemed normal in this setting because Fang Xiaoming was gaining the upper hand in the center.


    Although Fang Xiaoming maintained an air of nonchnce, he was shocked inside. He knew Leng Chan was skilled, but he didn’t expect her to be this formidable.


    Fang Xiaoming didn’t hold back. He leaped up, kicking towards Leng Chan.


    Leng Chan squatted sideways, then kicked towards Fang Xiaoming’s leg.


    At this moment, Fang Xiaoming, in mid-air, had no time to dodge. At the critical moment, his other foot swept towards Leng Chan.


    If neither evades now, they would both surely be injured, resulting in mutual damage.


    The surroundings were silent, with everyone holding their breath, eager to see how Leng Chan would decide.


    After all, Leng Chan was on the offensive, holding the initiative. It was up to her whether to dodge or not, as Fang Xiaoming, being airborne, didn’t have that option…