Seeing that he wouldn’t yield to either soft or hard tactics, Street-Clearing Tiger lost heart and cursed, "Since that’s the case, then let’s settle this with our fists. We’ll fight until one of us dies."
Luo Feng smiled and said, "Exactly what I had in mind. Let’s start then!"
Street-Clearing Tiger said hatefully, "Alright, let’s begin. I won’t hold back."
With that, he shouted and charged at Luo Feng, extending his hand in a Sky-piercing Cannon. Luo Feng, seeing that their moves were identical, assumed they had the same master and played along. He hooked Street-Clearing Tiger’s wrist with his own hand and pulled him into his embrace. To his surprise, this Street-Clearing Tiger was quite skilled. He didn’t panic when his wrist was caught by Luo Feng. Instead, he lifted his leg and kicked. Seeing the kick coming, Luo Feng couldn't continue pulling him in. He released Street-Clearing Tiger's wrist and stepped back. He thought to himself, "This Street-Clearing Tiger really has some skills. He’s much stronger than his subordinates."
Street-Clearing Tiger was secretly pleased that Luo Feng hadn’t taken him down with that move. As he followed up with a kick, Luo Feng dodged it, and the blow missed. But Street-Clearing Tiger pressed his advantage, turning his body sideways and lunging forward with his back in an attack known as the Iron Mountain Lean. Anyone struck by this move was either killed or severely injured. It was indeed an extremely powerful technique. Luo Feng saw that he couldn’t block this move head-on and had to retreat another step. Street-Clearing Tiger’s attack missed again. But he pressed his advantage, following up with a kick to the left leg. This time, Luo Feng couldn’t block any further. He extended his left arm to parry the kick. Immediately after, he struck straight at Street-Clearing Tiger’s chest with his palm. If this blow landed, Street-Clearing Tiger would have been either killed or severely injured. Street-Clearing Tiger had already realized how swift the attack was. Retreating was impossible, so he had no choice but to strike out his left palm to meet Luo Feng’s palm. A loud bang echoed as both men staggered back three steps.
Luo Feng felt his arm go numb and his palm burn, a sense of panic rising within him. He thought, "This Street-Clearing Tiger has incredible strength."
Street-Clearing Tiger’s arms also vibrated with a dull ache. He thought, "This kid’s strength isn’t small either. It seems I need to be more careful, or I might capsize in the gutter."
After a brief pause, the two resumed their engagement, exchanging over ten more blows. They seemed evenly matched, a case of worthy opponents meeting their match. Luo Feng, finding Street-Clearing Tiger so formidable, felt a growing anxiety. His physique couldn't match his opponent's; Street-Clearing Tiger appeared tall and possessed great endurance. He worried that a prolonged fight would be disadvantageous. But what could he do? After some thought, he decided that if a direct confrontation wouldn't work, he would have to resort to cunning.
With this in mind, he began to slow his attacks, his forehead glistening with sweat, his breaths becoming more labored. Street-Clearing Tiger had initially been anxious because his opponent was not weak, thinking, "What to do? I might be defeated here." However, he was surprised to see his opponent’s strength dwindle and his movements become slower, showing signs of imminent defeat. His heart soared with joy. He thought, "This kid really can’t hack it. I’m still the superior fighter. I need to put in more effort and try to take this kid down in one blow. That way, I can vent my frustration and fully restore my honor."
With this thought, he intensified his attacks and sneered, "Kid, let's see how you die this time!"