Ye Ming’s casual grab imnsely startled Park Zhengng.
He felt as if he were clamped by a pair of pliers, completely unable to break free; even waves of pain began to assail him, unbearable to endure.
"You Dragon Country folks have a habit of bullying the few with the many, do you? How utterly shaless!" Park Zhengng cursed vehently.
He was just about to take advantage, but was interrupted by Ye Ming, which naturally infuriated him to the extre.
Ye Ming looked at him coldly and said, "I simply couldn’t stand by and watch you use such tactics against a woman!"
At that mont, Wang Yating quickly stood up, and said angrily, "It’s you who cry ’thief’ to catch the thief; it’s clearly you who have employed despicable ans. The word ’shaless’ couldn’t be more fitting for anyone but you!"
While the two were entangled, another figure jumped out.
"Die, you filthy rogue!"
After a shout, Park Zhengng was hit with a punch and tumbled several tis on the ground after losing Ye Ming’s restraint, finally coming to a halt.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhang Changyang who, unbeknownst to anyone, had stepped in to help.
At such a mont, he certainly wouldn’t miss the opportunity to show off himself.
For a ti, Li Chunfeng revealed a confident smile, pleased with the person he had recruited. Such skills, even he couldn’t use; truly befitting the chief disciple of the Xuanyang Sect.
On the other side, Yang Tianxiong also sighed, feeling that Zhang Changyang indeed had so ability. Such a punch was not sothing an ordinary person could deliver; it would require at least a decade of practice.
With such talent, he must make an effort to keep him at the Yanjing Martial Departnt. By doing so, their Martial Departnt’s strength would also be significantly enhanced.
"Is bullying the minority with the majority the style of the Falcon Squad?" At this ti, Li Xuanzhi stepped forward, glaring viciously at Ye Ming and Zhang Changyang and loudly questioned.
Zhang Changyang, with his hands behind his back, completely overshadowed Ye Ming and said elegantly, "Regarding style, you should reflect on yourselves first. You use such vile tactics against a woman and have the nerve to talk about style?"
"I simply couldn’t stand by and not teach you a lesson!"
Li Xuanzhi snorted coldly and said, "We have an ancient saying: ’All is fair in war.’ Victory justifies the ans; have you not heard of it?"
Zhang Changyang furrowed his brows, and angrily retorted, "All is fair in war is an ancient saying of our Dragon Country; since when did it beco yours? Truly shaless to the extre!"
"You bunch of despicable thieves, I, Zhang Changyang, will personally take action today to represent the Xuanyang Sect and teach you a lesson!"
"Just watch, I’ll show you what real kung fu is!"
Zhang Changyang said to the mbers of the Falcon Squad, "I’m not like Ye Ming, who only knows how to talk big. Our Xuanyang Sect’s technique is extrely profound; today, you’re in for a treat!"
Even now, he didn’t forget to grab the lilight, steal all the thunder, and suppress Ye Ming.
By this ti, Park Zhengng had also got up from the ground, dusted off his clothing, and said indifferently, "Kung fu? Ha! It’s just the skill of attacking from behind, isn’t it?"
"Well, then, I shall be eager to properly learn."
He was extrely angry in his heart and wanted to take the opportunity to teach Zhang Changyang a lesson.
After a brief exchange of blows, he had deeply realized the terror of Ye Ming; with just one hand, he could immobilize him. He had no way to compete with that strength.
It was because Ye Ming had him restricted that Zhang Changyang managed to gain the upper hand.
But to him, Zhang Changyang’s punch seed feeble and was hardly frightening at all.
Zhang Changyang stretched out a hand, making a co-hither gesture, and said with a flourish, "Co on, I’m ready!"
Just as the fight was about to start, Ye Ming suddenly spoke up, "You should step back, you are no match for him!"
"I don’t want you to lose face all this way here."
"Besides, this is the Falcon Squad’s business, there’s no need to involve you."
Zhang Changyang laughed and said, "Involve ? Ye Ming, aren’t you being a bit too arrogant? I, the chief disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, can’t handle a few Koreans? And who gave you the confidence to be so insolent? Do you really think I’ll lose face?"
Ye Ming shook his head helplessly, "I’ve already seen the gap between you two, I advise you not to be too complacent, otherwise it won’t end well for you later."
Zhang Changyang still carried that sa deanor, arrogantly saying, "Sorry, I never listen to advice. If you’re too scared to step up, just stand aside and watch, don’t get in the way!"
Seeing Zhang Changyang so stubborn, Ye Ming had no choice but to take Wang Yating back into the crowd.
At this mont, Zhang Changyang’s head was filled with the excitent of the lilight, eager to showcase himself in front of everyone, disregarding Ye Ming’s advice as if it were a breeze beside his ears.
Having finished talking, Zhang Changyang began to gather his energy and demonstrated the Xuanyang Technique, the secret skill of his sect.
His steps were incredibly tricky, and his figure began to move unpredictably, baffling the mbers of the Falcon Squad.
Park Zhengng was also slightly taken aback.
But after a careful observation, he had already found Zhang Changyang’s weakness and said with a sneer, "Just fancy moves, not a real threat!"
He stomped forward, charging at Zhang Changyang, with a furious punch aid directly at Zhang Changyang’s face.
Zhang Changyang, unhurriedly, raised his hand and with a gentle redirect, pushed the opponent’s hand away.
The battle had just begun, and Zhang Changyang was constantly on the defensive, launching occasional attacks.
anwhile, Park Zhengng’s attacks were ineffective, and he was even hit by Zhang Changyang a couple of tis.
Below, Li Chunfeng wore an even more proud expression and said happily, "I have complete confidence in Brother Zhang’s skills, he’s soone I chose carefully out of many!"
"The Xuanyang Technique is indeed profound. Everyone watch closely, this fight will be incredibly beneficial to you!"
Despite having left the team, Li Chunfeng still spoke with the tone of an instructor, training his audience.
"To grow, physical fitness is certainly important, but you also need an excellent technique. Everyone still needs to work hard to improve and try to elevate their rankings."
Ye Ming sneered, seeing that Li Chunfeng was nothing more than a puffed-up stead bun.
He didn’t give Li Chunfeng any face, saying, "This Mr. Zhang is about to be overwheld. Within five moves, he will certainly lose. If you can’t see the situation clearly, you shouldn’t make unfounded comnts."
"You... what do you an?" Li Chunfeng looked at Ye Ming angrily and said, "I have been in the Martial Departnt for most of my life; what kind of fight haven’t I seen? You, a young junior, dare to question ?"
His words had barely finished when a scream from Zhang Changyang was heard from the battlefield.
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