Everyone was shocked again, especially the leaders of the two disciples' respective factions.
Others might not know the cultivation level of these two, but their leaders were well aware.
Both of his disciples had reached the peak of internal energy, and one had even half a foot into the Small Grandmaster realm. Given time, he would undoubtedly become a Small Grandmaster!
Initially, they had planned for these two to shine in the martial arts exchange, securing substantial cultivation resources for their factions. Now, however, the two, fighting together, were defeated in a single move by Gang Jian Er...
The leaders helped the two disciples up and seated them, speechless for a long time, their hearts filled with complex emotions.
Gang Jian Er beckoned to Jiang Hongxin and the others, saying, "Why don't you all attack together!"
At this, Jiang Hongxin and the members of other factions exchanged glances. They simultaneously attacked Gang Jian Er from several directions.
Some were bare-handed, while others wielded weapons.
According to the rules of the martial arts exchange, the fighters from each faction were allowed to use weapons!
Of course, not including firearms!
Jiang Hongxin, being a Small Grandmaster, was considered quite formidable among the participants. Thus, he moved a step faster than the others.
Upon reaching Gang Jian Er, he attacked simultaneously with a fist and a palm, aiming for the opponent's face and chest.
Gang Jian Er shifted his body, easily evading his fist and palm.
At this moment, the attacks from three other martial artists arrived before Gang Jian Er. Two were participants from the Zhongnan Mountain Taoist temple, and the third was another participant from the Zhuge family.
The two from the Zhongnan Mountain Taoist temple held whisks and swept them towards Gang Jian Er.
The martial artist from the Zhuge family, however, did not use a weapon. He leaped into the air and kicked towards Gang Jian Er's head.
Facing the three attacks, Gang Jian Er first dodged the Zhuge family martial artist's kick. Then, he grabbed one of the Zhongnan Mountain Taoist temple martial artist's whisks and swung it forcefully, sending the man flying towards his companion.
Upon seeing this, his companion had no choice but to hastily withdraw his attack, intending to catch his comrade.
Bang.
Unfortunately, the force with which Gang Jian Er swung was too great. As he caught his comrade, he was sent flying along with him.
The two landed heavily near the edge of the arena several meters away!
Jiang Hongxin and the remaining fighters were stunned by this sight. Moments later, they unleashed their most powerful techniques, attacking Gang Jian Er ferociously.
"Good!"
Instead of being intimidated, Gang Jian Er seemed even more excited.
With a flash of white light, his samurai sword was drawn, and he actively met Jiang Hongxin and the others.
Clang, clang, clang...
Bang, bang, bang...
"Ah..."
On the stage, figures flickered, weapons clashed, dull thuds and screams mingled.
One by one, figures were sent flying, falling to the ground.
Within a few minutes, of the nearly twenty participants from various factions, more than half had fallen, either dead or severely wounded.
Only a few people remained standing on the arena.
At this point, they instinctively stopped their attacks on Gang Jian Er. They stood there, looking at the fallen individuals on and off the stage, their shock almost palpable.
Jiang Xiong Ba, Wu Dao Zi, and the others below were in the same state!
Only the samurai like Yamamoto Kuroda and Ma Yuan had smiles on their faces!
After a moment, Jiang Xiong Ba shouted loudly, "Hongxin, retreat. You are no match for him..."
"Grandmaster, this Gang Jian Er is a Grandmaster!" Wu Dao Zi exclaimed.
As he spoke, a ripple of shock went through the crowd, both on and off the stage.
The way everyone looked at Gang Jian Er was filled with not only shock but also disbelief, fear, and apprehension.
Subsequently, the leaders of each faction, just like Jiang Xiong Ba, began calling their people to retreat and stop fighting Gang Jian Er!
A Grandmaster was definitely not someone they could contend with!
Seeing everyone retreat, Gang Jian Er did not press them further. He merely said, "Are you admitting defeat? If that's the case, then the position of the Southern Province Martial Arts Alliance Leader will be held by my teacher!"
"Later, when you all return, hand over your cultivation territories and other cultivation resources. My teacher will then distribute them uniformly!"
"Haha, you all have been too kind!"
Yamamoto Kuroda bowed to everyone with a smile.
Jiang Xiong Ba, Luo Dexuan, Wu Dao Zi, and the others were extremely unwilling to accept this situation!
But having witnessed Gang Jian Er's power and knowing he was a Grandmaster, even they would not be able to defeat him!
Yamamoto Kuroda, as Gang Jian Er's teacher, must have a higher cultivation than Gang Jian Er!
Therefore, despite their immense reluctance, they dared not utter a word at this moment!
Seeing that no one objected, Yamamoto Kuroda continued, "Since no one has any objections, this martial arts exchange will conclude here. Everyone may disperse!"
"I'll give you three days. Within three days, hand over your cultivation resources, or I will personally come to find you!"
"Disperse, disperse. There's nothing more to see!"
Ma Yuan waved his hand at the surrounding onlookers, urging them to leave.
"You cannot surrender!"
"You cannot bow down to these Japanese people just like that! Continue to fight them!"
"Yes, you must keep fighting them! We all support you!"
"..."
The onlookers, far from dispersing, began to shout excitedly.
Clearly, witnessing the Japanese win the final victory, the ordinary onlookers were also very unwilling!
Whoosh.
Yamamoto Kuroda's eyes narrowed. With a flash of white light, his samurai sword plunged into the abdomen of a nearby shouting spectator.
The shouting abruptly stopped!
Yamamoto Kuroda withdrew his sword. The man's body went limp and fell to the ground, lifeless.
The voices of the other shouting spectators ceased instantly. They stumbled backward several steps in terror, their faces filled with dread.
"Insignificant ants dare to shout in front of me. You court death!"
Yamamoto Kuroda wiped the blood from his sword on the fallen man's clothes and sheathed it.
Jiang Xiong Ba and the leaders of the other factions watched this scene with burning anger in their eyes.
But they were intimidated by the opponent's strength. No matter how enraged or angry they were, they dared not speak out!
"Remember, three days. Don't make us visit each of you individually!"
Yamamoto Kuroda held up three fingers, speaking one last time. Gang Jian Er jumped down from the stage, and they prepared to leave.
The surrounding crowd instinctively parted to make way.
However, before they could take a few steps, a voice suddenly broke the silence.
"You killed someone, and you think you can just leave?"
Yamamoto Kuroda, Gang Jian Er, Ma Yuan, and the others stopped reflexively. They turned and looked in the direction of the voice.
Wu Dao Zi, the Zhuge family patriarch, and the others also followed the sound.
They were astonished to find that the speaker was a young man sitting in the Jiang family's position!