"Damn it!"
Wang Longhu calmed his mind and struck out with a punch. Suddenly, his foot slipped, and he fell off the gun handle, plummeting downwards.
Fortunately, in an instant, he grabbed the gun handle with one hand, narrowly avoiding being smashed into pulp.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Feeling his heart pounding crazily at this moment, his blood pressure soared to astronomical heights. Wang Longhu was trembling all over, his face looking incredibly pale.
However, soon, an unknown excitement surged within him.
This was it! The feeling of walking on the edge of life and death, the sensation above death.
Climbing back onto the gun handle, Wang Longhu didn't feel the slightest fear, continuing to practice Xingyi Boxing calmly. But this time, his punching posture was noticeably more fluid than before.
...
The sun set over the western hills, turning the sky a scorched yellow.
Two men with bamboo baskets on their backs trudged wearily towards the direction outside the mountain.
