Wang Dalu was ready to strike Su Xuan with a direct blow that would send him flying. The Wolf Fang Club was so large that without the momentum of the body, Wang Dalu’s strength alone couldn’t wield it effectively.

Su Xuan appeared as if he was about to engage in a sword duel with him, but unfortunately, as he lifted his sword, it seemed his body lacked strength, leading to a fall with a thud. As he stumbled, the Wolf Fang Club brushed past his back with a whoosh, and then the scene became rather eventful.

"Ah..."

The Iron Fence let out a blood-curdling scream because of Su Xuan’s coincidental fall, which led Wang Dalu’s Wolf Fang Club to swing unchecked due to his misapplied strength. He fell flat on the ground, and the spikes of the Wolf Fang Club pierced right into the Iron Fence’s posterior.

In that instant, the Iron Fence felt his pelvis shatter to pieces, his body slammed onto the ground with the Wolf Fang Club weighing him down.

Due to the misapplied strength, Wang Dalu’s hands were sprained by the enormous momentum. This dramatic scene left everyone gawking in disbelief, feeling incredulous at how someone could accidentally elevate themselves to such a level.

Su Xuan, with his Heroic Sword supporting him, slowly got up, looking dazed and said.

"Where is everyone? I wasn’t even ready yet!"

"..."

The crowd fell into speechlessness, thinking this guy must be a born troublemaker. How could someone have such unbelievably good luck as to fall at such a perfect moment?

Hu Shulin watched the scene, thinking how the heck could this guy play like this. Moments ago, Hu Shulin thought Boss might suddenly slash them both to the ground with a couple of swords. Hu Shulin was confident Su Xuan could do it, as he understood Su Xuan’s combat power deeply.

However, he didn’t expect Su Xuan would handle it this way, leaving Hu Shulin wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Oh, what are you two doing? I haven’t even made my move yet, and you’re fighting yourselves!"

Su Xuan finally noticed the crying Iron Fence on the ground, looking curious.

"Damn it, who told you to fall!"

In that instant, Wang Dalu felt like spewing blood. Earlier, he had a stylish move planned to surely send Su Xuan flying, but didn’t expect this guy to fall at such a wrong time.

"Uh... Me falling isn’t better for you? Why curse people then? We are civilized people, how could you behave like this?"

Su Xuan said with a smile, and by the time he finished speaking, Wang Dalu almost felt like dropping dead from frustration. This guy couldn’t possibly hit one harder, making Wang feel he’d be driven to death sooner or later.

"How does this count as a win, Huo Jiayun, did I win?"

Su Xuan smacked his lips in curiosity, while Huo Jiayun’s face turned stormy, pondering what the heck was going on. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Naturally, it doesn’t count. We stated earlier that you must defeat them, and you didn’t even strike, so this doesn’t count!"

Huo Jiayun naturally wouldn’t concede; admitting defeat would mean crawling out naked.

"Oh, that’s the case. Alright then, we’re all civilized individuals, let’s have another round. I enjoy engaging with the dead!"

Su Xuan said with a smile, and hearing this, Huo Jiayun wanted to rush up and kill this brat, thinking how could this guy be so shameless.

"You two go play with Mr. Su!"

Huo Jiayun spoke, pointing at two women wearing tight leather outfits beside him. These women were genuine experts and were ninjas from Japan, possessing officer-level strength. They were Huo Jiayun’s core strength, significantly determined to extinguish Heroic Manor this time, bringing these elites.

"Yes!"

The two women stepped forward, skilled in using katanas, they separated into positions to target Su Xuan. In their eyes, given Su Xuan’s injuries, it was an utter waste to dispatch them personally.

"Oh wow, bringing out two beauties, Huo Jiayun, you don’t know I have a quirk; I can’t handle pretty ladies!"

Su Xuan showed a tender-hearted demeanor.

Young Master Ze near him twitched at the face, thinking damn, you can’t hit women, are you lying?

"Hehe, Mr. Su can just consider them as men!"

Huo Jiayun leisurely sat back in the boss chair, picking up a cigar. In his eyes, sending these two experts seemed a sure victory.

"Here we go!"

The two women simultaneously charged from different angles. As one got close to Su Xuan, her katana quickly swung towards one of his legs, moving fast like lightning. Just when she was about to make contact, Su Xuan seemed to stagger backward, causing his Heroic Sword to fly out.

"Swoosh!"

Then a dramatic scene unfolded as the Heroic Sword penetrated directly into the woman’s throat. It seemed entirely coincidental, an unbelievably coincidental event, and Su Xuan fell on his backside, while the woman lay on the ground making strangled sounds, unwilling.

"Sister... Ah baka!"

The other woman nearly went berserk, shouting before rushing madly toward Su Xuan. Su Xuan was clumsily grabbing his treasure sword while the woman pursued frantically. As Su Xuan reached her, he seemed ready to draw his sword but found it stuck too deeply; no matter how much effort, he couldn’t extract it.

The woman was upon him, Su Xuan appeared anxious, randomly grabbing his phone and tossing it.

With a smack, the phone precisely struck her knee as it flew.

The seemingly careless throw resulted in tragedy.