The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 517: Survive by Placing in a Desperate Situation_1

Chapter 517: Chapter 517: Survive by Placing in a Desperate Situation_1

Mu Wanqing, the captain, found herself in such a plight, let alone the rest of the team.

Out of the thirty members, only Zhao Shengnan and Feng Chengwu could barely stand at this point. The rest were all lying on the ground, many of them unconscious.

The members of the Thousand Dragons Team formed an encirclement, trapping Mu Wanqing and the other two within, their eyes fixed on the trio like predators eyeing their prey.

"Captain, let’s admit defeat..."

Zhao Shengnan trembled all over, struggling to speak.

If it were just her, she’d fight to the death, but she couldn’t bear to watch her comrades fall one by one.

Many team members had suffered serious injuries. Without timely medical treatment, their lives were in danger!

Beside her, Feng Chengwu’s expression was dark as water, his hands clenched into fists.

Even if his fingernails broke through his palms, he seemed oblivious to the pain.

Suppressing the agony in her legs, Mu Wanqing scanned her team lying on the ground, her eyes filled with struggle and pain.

She, the captain, knew all too well how difficult it had been for the Phoenix Special Combat Team to go from the bottom in their home country to the finals.

But with her own team members’ lives at risk, she had no choice but to concede.

"I..."

Yet as she was about to utter the words of surrender, a series of shouts suddenly rose up.

"Surrender? Impossible! Fight to the death!"

"For honor, for the Phoenix Special Combat Team, if we die, so be it. What is there to fear!"

"Those of you who aren’t dead, stand up and fight these little dwarfs!"

Angry roars resounded, vibrating everyone’s eardrums.

One by one, Phoenix Special Combat Team members struggled to their feet, enduring their pain, once again forming the Three Talents Formation in groups of three.

Mu Wanqing’s eyes instantly filled with determination, and she bellowed, "Today, we fight to the death!"

With that, she forced her body to twist, trying to break free from the constraints of Gui Tian Sanlang.

"Crack!"

The crisp, piercing sound of bone breaking rang out. Mu Wanqing successfully broke free, the price being a fractured right leg.

Zhao Shengnan and Feng Chengwu, too, shed their earlier despair, and with a burst of energy, fought off the enemies before them.

Speeding to Mu Wanqing’s side, the three quickly formed the Three Talents Formation.

"Fight to the death!"

All standing members of the Phoenix Special Combat Team roared in unison, launching an assault filled with a resolve to face death.

In that moment, the Phoenix Special Combat Team’s momentum reached its peak, the shackles that had restrained them quietly shattered.

"Still resist? You’re seeking your own death!"

"If they’re so bent on dying, let’s accommodate them!"

Gui Tian Sanlang roared in anger.

The two sides clashed once more, the dull sound of flesh and bone incessantly filling the air.

After the fight, members of the Phoenix Special Combat Team found to their surprise that their opponents’ punches no longer caused them much harm.

"Good! Only through setting oneself in a dire situation, then coming back to life, can one be broken and reformed."

"Qiankun Refinement Art, now slightly accomplished!"

Ning Fan nodded slightly as he watched the scenes unfolding.

Hearing Ning Fan’s words, the members of the Phoenix Special Combat Team were momentarily stunned, then broke out in surprise.

They were ready to return all the humiliation they had endured!

The iron fists of the Phoenix Special Combat Team brutally slammed into each member of the Thousand Dragons Team. Just one punch was enough to knock their adversaries outright unconscious.

In just a few breaths, only Gui Tian Sanlang remained standing on the stage.

Surrounded by eyes that were wolfish and fierce, terror filled Gui Tian Sanlang’s heart.

"I surrender..." Gui Tian Sanlang said with a trembling voice.

Mu Wanqing hobbled over to him.

"Kneel and bow!"

Upon hearing this, Gui Tian Sanlang’s face turned ashen, but ultimately, with a mournful look, he knelt on the platform and gave a deep bow.

"We won! We are the champions!"

All members of the Phoenix Special Combat Team erupted in cheers and roars.

Then, they rushed off the stage to Ning Fan’s side and hoisted him high into the air!

...

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Tokyo, a group of elders arrived at the edge of a bamboo grove.

The bamboo swayed with the breeze, making a rustling sound.

"We respectfully ask Master Duan Shuiliu to come out of retirement and save the martial way of Sakura Country!"

The group knelt and called towards the bamboo grove.

With the end of their appeal, the bamboo continued to sway quietly in the wind, with no other response.

"Has Master Duan Shuiliu already left this place?"

"What are we to do if Master Duan Shuiliu does not act? Sakura Country’s martial way will be trampled under Ning Fan’s feet!"

One elder said anxiously.

Yet another frowned and said, "Could it be that Master Duan Shuiliu is afraid..."

"Ptui!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a bamboo shoot shot out from the grove, piercing through his forehead in an instant.

To the end, his eyes were filled with bewilderment.

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone present, but all revealed an excited look.

The person who had attacked from the grove must be Duan Shuiliu; he was still there!

"We respectfully ask Master Duan Shuiliu to come out of retirement!"

Once again, the people bowed deeply toward the bamboo grove and spoke in unison.

In the next moment, the wind stopped.

A figure emerged from the depths of the bamboo grove.

It was a hunched old man, holding a walking stick made of bamboo, slowly approaching.

Seeing him, everyone on the scene held their breath.

As the elder walked closer, an indescribable aura gradually enveloped the onlookers.