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For someone like him, a Karate expert, he had always been held in high regard since his debut. Even within Japan, he was considered a pretty formidable fighter.

Perhaps it was for this reason that his ego had already soared to the heavens, completely oblivious to the principle that there's always someone stronger out there...

Take this trip to Hong Kong Island, for instance—he was invited over by Yamamoto personally. This made him feel immensely satisfied; after all, Yamamoto had an extraordinarily prominent status in Japan. While he was a notable figure himself, he still had to curry favor with Yamamoto.

Thus, when Yamamoto suggested he participate in the boxing match, he agreed almost immediately without a second thought and took down all of the hired boxers raised by several young masters on Hong Kong Island single-handedly...

Of course, those young masters were, at best, second-rate figures on Hong Kong Island. The boxers they hired had very limited skills and were perceived by Sato as mere warm-up exercises. He didn't even take them seriously.

For instance, Qu Da and Kong Er, the two standing right in front of him, were Yamamoto's real targets to humiliate...

Sato had indeed wanted to thoroughly thrash these two prominent young men, but he knew it wasn't realistic, so he simply gave up on the idea.

However, sitting along with these two young men was Qin Fang. Initially, Sato wasn't certain about Qin Fang's identity and dared not provoke him easily. But to his surprise, Qin Fang went out of his way to challenge him directly, leaving no reason for him to hold back.

Especially when Sato turned back and sought approval from Yamamoto with his eyes. Yamamoto, engulfed in fury, didn't give the slightest objection, so Sato immediately issued a bold challenge for a duel.

When Sato proposed the duel, Yamamoto's face revealed a subtle hint of delight. He was clearly pleased with the development, whereas Qu Da and Kong Er couldn't help but furrow their brows.

Though Qin Fang had previously mentioned he had some interest in boxing, they were unsure about his real skills. And when Qin Fang brazenly mocked the arrogance of these two Japanese troublemakers, they assumed he was just engaging in trash talk and didn't give it much thought.

They had not expected these Japanese adversaries to lose their composure so easily and escalate things straight to a duel. Both of them started worrying that Qin Fang might suffer because of it and wanted to intervene to stop him.

"A duel? Hahahaha… Did I hear that right? You actually dare challenge me to a duel?"

But before they could speak, Qin Fang had already taken the lead with a response, his tone brimming with sheer arrogance. The scorn and contempt in his voice were crystal clear, leaving no room for ambiguity—it was as if he outright declared Sato to be nothing but trash!

"Baka… I want a duel with you! A duel to the death… no retreat, no surrender!"

Sato's pride took another devastating hit as Qin Fang openly humiliated him without sparing an ounce of dignity. To someone as conceited as Sato, this was utterly unbearable. Enraged, he escalated the duel to a "life-or-death" match, where the stakes were far more severe.

This was no joke anymore. Once Qin Fang accepted, the two men would step into a steel cage like the African Lion and Nordic Giant did, engaging in a deadly fight, with only one survivor walking out...

At this moment, Sato was utterly consumed by rage. He wanted nothing more than to tear Qin Fang apart just to vent his overflowing fury.

"You? You're not even qualified… Call your master here instead. Perhaps he can be useful enough to carry my shoes!"

With a faint smirk of disdain curling at the corners of his mouth, Qin Fang showed zero regard for Sato. His gaze shifted toward an older middle-aged man who seemed slightly out of place among the group.

Sato's strength was only at Level 5, which didn't even warrant a glance from Qin Fang. In a life-or-death duel, Sato likely couldn't even defeat black boxers like the African Lion or Nordic Giant, let alone harm Qin Fang. Killing him would be as effortless as crushing an ant.

What piqued Qin Fang's interest, however, was this middle-aged man standing amidst the crowd, silent and unassuming. He was the only one Qin Fang felt deserved even a shred of acknowledgment.

Qin Fang had noticed earlier through his Scouting Skill that this man happened to be one of the strongest people beside Yamamoto. Even Sato was considerably weaker than him.

Through observation, Qin Fang learned that this middle-aged man was none other than Sato's master, Kyokushin Genichi—a Karate Kyokushin-ryu expert who had already stepped into the Master Level...

That said, Kyokushin Genichi's strength was still in the Master Level Early Stage. While this was enough to qualify him as a master capable of taking disciples in Dragon Country's old Martial World, taking on Sato as a disciple wasn't particularly noteworthy.

As Qin Fang's gaze shifted, the attention of everyone around followed suit, moving from Sato to this unassuming middle-aged man, Kyokushin Genichi.

Kyokushin Genichi himself appeared slightly surprised. Standing amidst the crowd, he hadn't demonstrated any imposing presence. Even Yamamoto, who knew his identity, had not given him any special treatment. Nearly no one around was aware of who he was. Yet Qin Fang had managed to see through him with a single glance, which secretly startled him.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant..."

Since he was exposed, Kyokushin Genichi no longer found it necessary to remain hidden. Seeing how Qin Fang had toyed with his disciple, he simply had to step up; otherwise, Kyokushin-ryu's reputation would take a serious blow.

Perhaps it was due to his age, but Kyokushin Genichi carried an air of seniority when addressing Qin Fang. His tone was both lofty and stern, clearly underestimating Qin Fang.

"Me, arrogant?"

Qin Fang couldn't help but sneer, his eyes shifting between Kyokushin Genichi, Sato, and Yamamoto. His expression left no ambiguity in its meaning.

Before Qin Fang exuded arrogance, Sato and Yamamoto had already displayed excessive, overbearing pride. Despite their youth, they were utterly insufferable. With Kyokushin Genichi aligned with them, his remarks about arrogance felt hypocritical—like smacking himself in the face.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Qin Fang's demeanor was spot-on, prompting the surrounding bystanders, mostly Hong Kong Islanders, to burst into laughter. Being continuously bullied by the Japanese had given them every reason to mock them without holding back.

Seeing Qin Fang seize the upper hand filled them with joy. They wasted no time striking hard at the Japanese, eager to stomp on their dignity mercilessly.

"Baka… young man, don't go too far!"

While Kyokushin Genichi possessed considerable self-restraint, Qin Fang's cutting remarks had clearly hit a nerve. His demeanor grew colder, and his tone took a sharp, menacing turn as irritation seeped into his gaze toward Qin Fang. (To be continued. If you enjoy this story, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it and give monthly ticket support. Your encouragement is my greatest motivation.)

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