The Nine Cauldrons

Book 2 chapter 5 – A one hundred and twenty Jin Wolf Fang Mace

Teng Yongfan warmed up alongside Teng Yongxiang and Teng Yonglei.

“These three men from our Teng Jia Village…. Elder Uncle Teng Yongxiang is the spear master of our village and his strength is among the strongest. Second Uncle Teng Yonglei is the leader of the Hunter Squad, and his strength is also very high. Although I rarely see my father in a fight, he should also be a master.” In his mind, Teng Qingshan analysed the men who were preparing to fight.

The fact that even a remote mountain village had this many mastered was a testament to the strength and ferocity to the people in this era. By this alone, one could imagine how many powerful men existed in this world.

“The fight is finally about to begin.” Teng Qinghu, who was standing next to Teng Qingshan, was so excited that his eyes lit up.

“The first round shall commence!”

The silver-haired old man walking with a crutch looked around the crowd and shouted with a clear voice, “Teng Yonglei from Teng Jia village, and Li Wutian from Li Jia village, please enter into the battle ring.”

“Do your best, Lei.” Father Teng Yongfan patted the shoulder of Teng Yonglei.

“Be careful of Li Wutian’s legs,” Teng Yongxiang advised him.

“Watch me as I fight against Li Wutian!”

Teng Yonglei smiled confidently, and walked into the battle ring, taking big strides. Li Wutian also spoke several words to his fellow villagers before walking confidently and unarmed into the ring five feet in diameter. After he talked with his fellow villagers, he entered into ring unarmed. When Teng Yonglei pulled off his gown and threw it outside the ring, his firm, muscular upper body was immediately revealed.

Li Wutian did the same, tossing his gown away before exposing his strong body.

“Teng Yonglei, you have no chance of winning today. The earlier you give up, the less you will suffer.” The skin of Li Wutian was tanned, and his body seemed sturdy.

“After this fight, you’ll be bedridden for half a year,” said Teng Yonglei as he rolled his eyes.

Before the two men of both villages even started fighting, they were already at each other’s throats.

“Both participants,” The silver-haired old man leaning on his crutch glanced at them, before shouting, ”Begin!”

“Please!” Li Wutian cupped his hands.

“Please!” Teng Yonglei proceeded to do the same.

(TL: “please” in this case is similar to “Ready.” When both sides say this, it indicates that the fighters are ready)

In the blink of an eye, thousands of people gathered around the ring, staring at the two competitors. This fight not only related to irrigation rights but also to the clan’s honor. Everyone looked forward to the fight and hoped that their own clan would win.

Teng Yonglei moved one hand upward to protect his lower jaw and the other hand his waist before cautiously circling around the ring.

Li Wutian held both of his hands up near his chest, and with his left leg raised a bit, he seemed ready to kick his opponent at any moment.

Suddenly, the whole place became silent for a while.

Teng Qingshan was watching intently. “Uncle Teng Yonglei uses the strength in his hands, but Li Wutian uses his legs more dominantly than his hands, which he uses solely to protect his vital parts.” Li Wutian followed the saying, ‘guarding the door with your hands and kicking your opponent with your legs.’ Teng Qingshan, however, could not be more different. He used mostly his fists with his martial arts.”

Both Teng Yonglei and Li Wutian cautiously observed each other.

“Chi!” Li Wutian suddenly advanced and kicked at Teng Yonglei’s jaw with his left leg.

“Hu!” A strong wind swept past Teng Yonglei’s face, forcing him to hastily retreat.

Just when Li Wutian finished kicking Teng Yonglei with his left leg, he instantly followed with his right. Like a serpent, Teng Yonglei’s stared at his opponent’s leg before his right fist suddenly shot out like lighting and directly smashed against his opponent’s foot. ”Bang!” Li Wutian’s leg was immediately bashed downwards, causing him to lose his balance.

“He!” Teng Yonglei gave off a loud shout and took advantage of the opponent’s split second delay to execute a whirlwind kick.

“Hu!” Like a guillotine, his left leg swept towards Li Wutian.

With no time to retreat, Li Wutian leaned his body to dodge the incoming kick by pressing his right hand on the ground to do a somersault while sweeping his leg upwards.

Teng Yonglei quickly jumped backward and successfully avoided the attack.