At the same time, Zhao Tiequan was also preparing intensively, selecting seven disciples from the twelve. Zhao Hongjun clamored to join the battle, but was scolded back by Zhao Tiequan. Finally, Zhao Tiequan carefully selected seven disciples, namely: the eldest disciple Peng Jiang, the second disciple Zhao De, the third disciple Jin Hao, the fifth disciple Kang Rui, the seventh disciple Yu Bo, the ninth disciple Niu Jie, and the tenth disciple Xue Yong. Zhao Tiequan said: "Logically speaking, if it is a one-on-one duel, we will definitely win. But Hei Yanluo is always cunning, and no one can predict the final result. So I'll put my ugly words in front. If we are really wiped out, the remaining brothers don't have to avenge us. Those who want to disperse can disperse, and those who want to surrender to others can surrender to others."

All the disciples burst into tears and vowed to win this decisive battle.

This decisive battle also had a huge impact on the underworld in the south of the city. At first, people were very optimistic about Hei Yanluo, but now a one-on-one duel suddenly appeared. The underworld said that Hei Yanluo made a stupid move and used his weakness to fight against Zhao Tiequan's advantage. The situation that was originally set in stone had to be re-evaluated by the underworld. Each side sent a few elites to fight one-on-one to determine the winner. There was no precedent in the underworld, so it caused quite a stir before the decisive battle even started.

Three days later, Black Yama brought seven Vajra, and Zhao Tiequan brought seven disciples, and they all appeared at the stadium in the south of the city at the same time. Bai Yama and I also appeared at the stadium as witnesses. The stadium had been cleared, and there were absolutely no outsiders. Although the police got the news, they did not come. The two sides were able to decide the outcome in this way, which was equivalent to minimizing the impact. The police were grateful to them, which was better than hundreds of people fighting.

In the stadium, the wind was howling, and the trees around were all bare. Bai Yanluo and I sat in the stands, looking nervously at the audience, not knowing who would win today. The seven Vajra and the seven disciples were lined up in a row, Zhao Tiequan and Hei Yanluo stood in front of the team, and the two sides were in a cold confrontation. At this time, it can be seen that both sides are very powerful.

Zhao Tiequan suddenly said, "Third disciple Jin Hao, step out!"

"Yes!" Jin Hao came out of the team and stood beside Zhao Tiequan. Jin Hao held a machete in his hand, which was so sharp that it could pierce people's eyes. It must be extremely sharp and could kill people with one strike.

"Third brother, go up and meet him." Black Yama also spoke.

"Yeah." A sturdy man stepped out, a cigarette in his mouth and a look of arrogance in his eyes.

Jin Hao on the opposite side bowed and said, "Jin Hao, 35 years old, has been learning martial arts for 25 years."

"It's none of my business. Come on." The third brother snorted, twisted the machete in his hand, and pointed it straight at Jin Hao.

Jin Hao held the machete and whispered, "I'm going to attack!"

I asked Bai Yanluo next to me: "You said they..." Before I finished the question, his eyes suddenly widened.

Jin Hao's figure suddenly flashed, but he did not rush forward, but turned around and plunged the machete in his hand straight into Zhao Tiequan's lower abdomen. Everyone at the scene was stunned, and no one expected such a change to happen.

Only Black Yama had a sneer on his face.

Zhao Tiequan's eyes widened with disbelief, and he suddenly punched Jin Hao's chest fiercely. Jin Hao's body flew backwards and sat on the ground. Zhao Tiequan covered his stomach with an expression full of anger.

"Why?!" He gritted his teeth and walked towards Jin Hao, but the severe pain made his steps stagger.

"Asshole!" The eldest disciple Peng Jiang suddenly cursed, and rushed out of the team, holding a machete and ready to chop Jin Hao. But he stopped after running two steps. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he slowly, slowly turned his head away.

"I'm sorry." said Zhao De, the second disciple standing behind him.