The Sang Country professor had finally managed to take out the stinky sock, completely sickened, he couldn't stop vomiting.

Yang Fei couldn't be bothered with him and looked coldly at the student in front of him who looked like a club president.

"Do you Sangguo people speak with your farts? Honor your promise and apologize to our Huaxia students!"

The student looked at Yang Fei arrogantly, his face full of disdain.

"We, the people of Sang Country, never apologize to the weak."

"What's a game of soccer? Have the guts to compete in martial arts with us."

Yang Fei and the student both spoke in the language of Sang Country.

However, someone immediately translated what the Sangguo student said, and it spread throughout the crowd.

At this, everyone was in an uproar.

Many people shouted loudly, "Beat these bastards to death."

"Damn, who are the weak ones? You few untrustworthy bastards?"

"Stop talking, beat them to death!"

…

Yang Fei looked at the Sangguo student coldly, the look in his eyes chilling to the bone.

"If you want to fight, I'll accompany you."

"It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

The Sangguo student smiled arrogantly.

"Good. If you truly defeat me, we will naturally apologize."

"Otherwise, how could a bunch of weaklings deserve an apology from a Sangguo warrior?"

By now, the crowd of students had grown larger.

Countless people cursed loudly, and the scene was in complete chaos.

Yang Fei made a gesture, signaling for everyone to stop making noise.

At this moment, he had become the absolute idol in everyone's eyes.

His every move was filled with an indescribable charm and authority.

So, the scene immediately quieted down, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Yang Fei.

Yang Fei took two leisurely steps out and tilted his head with a cold laugh.

"So, you consider yourself a strong man?"

The Sangguo student held his head high arrogantly.

"Karate is invincible in the world. I am a black belt tenth dan in Karate, of course, I am a strong man."

Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh.

"Ignorance is truly bliss. This guy is merely Dark Strength Yellow Grade, and he dares to claim he's invincible in the world?"

He bared his teeth, grinning maliciously.

"Alright, let's play a game then."

As he spoke, he casually picked up a pebble and drew a circle on the hard cement floor.

"I'll just stand inside this circle."

"Please, the invincible Karate strong man, come and spar with me."

"As long as you force me to step out of this circle, then you win."

"You won't need to apologize to our injured classmates, how about it?"

Many people were startled by Yang Fei's words.

Quite a few people started shouting, "No way, that's too easy for the people of Sang Country."

"Yeah, how can you fight in such a small circle?"

…

The Sangguo student shook his head after listening to Yang Fei.

"No, you are too weak, it would be meaningless to defeat you."

"Please have your strongest expert come and spar with me?"

Yang Fei's martial arts realm was infinitely close to Core Formation to Divine Communication.

The mental method of Snake Stupefaction had completely concealed all his Essence Qi.

Therefore, to the Sangguo student, this pretty boy seemed utterly weak.

Yang Fei shook his head with a smile.

"I haven't finished speaking. I will stand at the center of the circle, without moving my hands or feet."

"As long as you're man enough to injure me or force me out of the circle, you win."

As soon as Yang Fei's words came out, students both inside and outside the venue began to cry out.

"No way, you're set to lose with this, that's not how you play."

"Foolish, if you can't move your hands or feet and are restricted to a circle, what's the point of fighting?"

…

The Sangguo student looked at Yang Fei in astonishment, his eyes filled with skepticism.

"Are you scorning me?"

"I'll have you know, I can break thirteen wooden boards with one kick."

"I certainly don't want to kill someone in Huaxia and get into trouble."

Yang Fei raised his middle finger and shook it at him.

"You're wrong, I'm not looking down on you, I am looking down on all of you."

"Come at me all at once, so I don't have to beat you down one by one, which is tiresome."

The dismissiveness in Yang Fei's eyes completely infuriated the Sang Country students.

He stared at Yang Fei maliciously.

"This is your own doing, death or crippling, you can't blame me."

With that, he motioned with his hand for the student delegation to back off.

His eyes, sharp as a fighting cock's, were fixed on Yang Fei.

Yang Fei looked back at him with an indifferent expression.

He took out a Yellow Crane Tower cigarette, placed it in his mouth, then lit it and took a deep drag.

Roar!

A Sang Country student let out a fierce shout, delivering a mid-air Heart-Piercing Leg kick toward Yang Fei's chest.

This was a signature Karate move, akin to the Venomous Snake Spitting of Huaxia, treacherous and vicious.

This kick from the Sang Country student had once killed a buffalo.

He was completely confident that this kick would leave Yang Fei vomiting blood and unconscious.

Yang Fei spun on the spot, like a top, his body rotating halfway while smoking.

The Sang Country student's flying kick felt like it had hit a rapidly spinning wheel.

He involuntarily flew outward, flung away.

Bang!

He fell heavily to the ground.

The Sang Country student collapsed on the hard cement floor like a dead fish, surrounded by a cloud of dust, his entire body limp.

Yang Fei slowly exhaled a ring of smoke and let out a cold, mocking laugh.

"You really think you're strong? I think 'turtle crawling' suits you better, don't you think?"

Dealing with such insignificant vermin, Yang Fei couldn't be bothered to even summon his Essence Qi.

The technique he used had a name: Clothes-touching Eighteen Falls.

It was a Superior Kung Fu that combined the essence of Tai Chi, Trigrams, and the Nature Sect.

The force in a martial artist's body is a spinning power.

It's like a rapidly spinning top.

Any object that gets close to the top will be thrown away by a massive centrifugal force.

Moreover, it leverages the attacker's force to retaliate, using their momentum against them.

The harder they strike at Yang Fei, the greater the force with which they are repelled.

How could the Sang Country student understand this Superior Huaxia Martial Arts?

He just felt that as soon as he got close to Yang Fei, he was flung away, landing in a dizzy sprawl.

Everyone was stunned.

They all saw it clearly.

Indeed, without lifting his shoulders or moving his hands, Yang Fei had sent the Sang Country man flying.

It was like a magic trick.

After a brief silence, there was enthusiastic applause; many people cheered loudly.

"Well done, that was spectacular."

"Haha, a 'turtle crawling' champion, hilarious!"

...

The Sang Country student was shocked and furious, his face turned beet red.

At this moment, how could he dare to underestimate Yang Fei?

Immediately, he gestured with his hand, and seven or eight Sang Country students, all roaring with anger, charged at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei let out a sneer, his body spinning rapidly once more.

There was a series of thuds, and the seven or eight Karate experts, like mud flung from spinning car wheels, were sent flying.

This time, Yang Fei added a bit more strength, and the gang fell hard.

Two students had several ribs broken on the spot.

Another student's nasal bone was smashed on the ground and broke, bleeding profusely.

Just a moment ago, when the fight began,

this gang had been cruel and ruthless, injuring Huaxia students.

Now seeing them being beaten and scrambling on the ground,

all the students began to cheer, feeling indescribably exhilarated.

"Well done, beat them until their own parents can't recognize them."

"That's amazing, how can you fight like that? Can you use magic?"

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