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Bang!

How could a display shelf made of huanghuali wood withstand such a massive impact? As Fifth Lord's back crashed into it, all the antiques on the shelf tumbled and rolled to the ground, crashing with a clanging ding, shattering into pieces.

Fifth Lord raised his hands, staring in shock at his trembling palms. Just from taking that kick from Lu Pingshan, three of his ten fingers were broken.

As they say, "ten fingers are connected to the heart," at this moment, Fifth Lord could only feel a fiery pain in both hands, his strength reduced to just sixty or seventy percent, a significant decline in power.

Wang Longhu, standing by, watched Lu Pingshan's kick with clarity.

Leg techniques, as one of the martial arts routines, can be divided into various forms such as front kick, side kick, back kick, downward chop, hook kick, backspin kick, push kick, based on different methods of leg attack and areas of exertion.

A toe kick concentrates all its force on a single point. Although the strike range is small, it carries penetrating power that can pierce inner organs.

A heel kick strikes with force like a battle axe, capable of splitting even trees, and if landed on a person, bones cannot withstand it.

The kick Lu Pingshan just delivered was akin to a hoof, powerful and domineering.

Even a Dark Force expert like Fifth Lord would find it hard to resist an opponent like Lu Pingshan executing it hastily.

Though horses are herbivores, their hoof's kicking strength can be so formidable that even predators like tigers and wolves dare not easily confront it. A careless moment could lead to a broken spine from a single hoof strike.

Some leg techniques emulate the shape of a horse. A single hoof-like kick can have this effect, immensely powerful.

With Lu Pingshan already poisoned by Fifth Lord, the longer it drags on, his defeat is inevitable.

Wang Longhu couldn't help but sigh. Seeing Lu Pingshan so fierce even after resorting to pills to regain consciousness, one wonders how strong he was in his prime.

It prompts reflection on how time ages us; even the most powerful magnates cannot escape birth, aging, illness, and death.

As Fifth Lord was kicked into the display shelf, Wang Longhu stomped firmly, channeling strength into a single punch aimed straight at Lu Pingshan's left ear.

There's an acupuncture point behind the ear, a vulnerable death point of the human body, where a fatal hit can rival the temples, unless one has reached a head Dark Force acuity, otherwise, even the peak of Dark Force cannot endure heavy blows here.

"Roar!"

Lu Pingshan's eyes were fierce as he suddenly let out an angry shout, like a tiger's roar, the loud voice instantly tingling Wang Longhu's ears, causing gold stars to dance before his eyes and a buzzing ring in his ears.

This led to the punch meant to hit Lu Pingshan's ear root veering slightly off, skimming past his ear and landing on Lu Pingshan's jaw.

"This guy learned the Vajra Skill too!" Wang Longhu quickly retreated, clutching his head in pain.

He instantly deduced that since Qi Haijiao, the Lu family's steward, knew Inner Power, Lu Pingshan as the Patriarch naturally would be proficient.

Even though the Eight Trigrams Palm is an Internal Boxing style that lacks its own Inner Power, it doesn't prevent Lu Pingshan from learning it. Martial Artists are, after all, about mastering from various schools. The more one learns, the clearer they become in understanding the opponent's boxing style and tactics during encounters.

This allows for receptiveness and counteraction in sparring.

Judging by the roar infused with Dark Force, Lu Pingshan's Vajra Skill seems more advanced than Qi Haijiao's, nearing the level of 'Lion's Roar Skill'.

Though Lu Pingshan dodged the fatal punch, being hit on the chin by Wang Longhu left his head feeling uneasy. Wang Longhu's punch packed force equal to two horses; had Dark Force not shielded his head, the punch would have shattered his jawbone.

Even so, Lu Pingshan felt dizzy, everything splitting into three, the scene spinning wildly.

Having battled underground for so many years, Lu Pingshan knew if he continued to entangle with Wang Longhu here, once the poison seeped throughout his body and Fifth Lord joined in from the other side, death would be certain despite the drug's stimulation, dying with regret on the spot.

In that critical moment, Lu Pingshan suddenly dashed towards the window, recklessly leaping to smash through the glass and aluminum frame, falling down in the blink of an eye.

"Not good! Fifth Lord, Master Huang, take Zheng Dongliang and quickly go, head to Drunk Brother's car to leave." Wang Longhu urgently shouted, swiftly following through the window broken by Lu Pingshan.

Not even giving Fifth Lord and the others a chance to speak, Huang Ao, though having stood by the entire time without making a move, was now nervously covered in blood.

He didn't intend to merely watch from the side; the pressure from Lu Pingshan was too overwhelming. He had been focusing all his energy, ready to land a sudden strike on Lu Pingshan.

Such opportunity had to be carefully chosen because, as just a Ming Jin practitioner, if Lu Pingshan's Dark Force invaded his body, Huang Ao would have no chance to survive.

But expert duels often change swiftly, within less than a minute, Lu Pingshan burst through the window, Wang Longhu followed, too fast for others to react.

Upon hearing Wang Longhu's words and snapping back, Huang Ao found himself inexplicably exhausted, though he hadn't made a move, it felt as though he fought hundreds of rounds.

"Go!" Fifth Lord quietly commanded.