Spectated

Everyone saw that after the black boxing champion exchanged a punch with Yang Dianfeng, his arm twisted into an S shape. Then, the sound of bones cracking could be heard.

Everyone's scalp went numb at the sound of it.

Some time passed before the black boxing champion finally reacted. He opened his eyes wide and screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ah, you-you-you're in big trouble. Don't you know that I'm the King of Charles Kingdom?"

"Hmph, you? A king?"

Yang Dianfeng cursed directly, "What kind of bullshit king are you? You're just a black that came to China to play as you're unable to continue studying in your own country."

"What are you all looking at? Didn't he call himself a master? He said that there's no difference when it comes to fighting skills, right? Let's all attack together then."

A few underlings of the black boxing champion looked at each other and surrounded Yang Dianfeng.

"Aren't you guys being too much of a bully, bullying the weak with your numbers?"

Yang Qing could not stand it anymore. She did not want Yang Dianfeng to get hurt.

"Qing'er, I won't need any help taking care of these clowns. Just watch."

'Qing'er...What an affectionate name.'

Hiss...

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

These people were not clowns.

The tanned one was a Muay Thai boxing coach. He had even fought in a China group arena competition and had a 90% winning rate.

The white man was a wrestling expert.

There was also a sumo wrestler from Rainbow Nation. He looked at least two meters tall and weighed 250 kilograms. If they met such a person on a normal day, it would be impossible for them to defeat him.

Amongst them, there was also a white karate expert.

Finally, there was a woman in a tight cheongsam. She was from China.

They were all underlings of the black boxing champion.

In today's society, power weighed more importance than money.

The black man claimed to be the king of an African country, so naturally, people attached themselves to him.

Suddenly, Yang Dianfeng felt a strong wind above his head.

He leaned back slightly to avoid an elbow strike from the Muay Thai coach.

It was a very vicious strike. If it hit an ordinary person's head, he would likely be unconscious, if it was severe, he would have been killed.

It was a f*cking death blow.

Following that, Yang Dianfeng felt as if he was leaning against a huge mountain. Suddenly, two arms as thick as a waist appeared in front of his chest and tightly restrained him.

The Muay Thai expert, karate expert, and the woman in the cheongsam all lit up their eyes and attacked Yang Dianfeng together.

"Hmph!"

Yang Dianfeng snorted coldly and steadied his stance. The sumo wrestler behind him let out a blood-curdling scream as he fell to the ground.

His feet were badly mutilated, and his huge body fell to the ground like a landslide. Everyone felt the ground shake.

Looking at the few experts that were rushing over.

Yang Dianfeng took a step back and said, "If you retreat now, you can still leave uninjured. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

However, none of them were willing to listen to his nonsense.

The Muay Thai expert's attack was just as ruthless as before. He jumped high and kicked toward Yang Dianfeng's head.

The karate expert used a chokehold technique.

The cheongsam woman sent a kick towards Yang Dianfeng's crotch.

The three of them attacked from three different directions. It was impossible to avoid the attacks.

The timid spectators had already closed their eyes.

The courageous ones were filled with excitement. "F*ck, this pretentious prick will finally be defeated."

Yang Qing's face was pale.

Time seemed to have stopped.

Everything happened in a flash.

Before everyone could react.

Two figures flew. It was the Muay Thai expert and the white karate expert.

The two figures screamed as they flew. This woke everyone up.

"What happened?"

"Who knows?"

Everyone was stunned. They had no idea what had happened. The Muay Thai expert and the karate expert were sent flying.

Even the karate and Muay Thai expert had just realized what had happened. The Muay Thai expert looked at his bleeding feet and felt waves of piercing pain.

The karate expert's hands had been unknowingly pierced and were bleeding profusely.

The woman in the cheongsam stood rooted to the ground. Yang Dianfeng grabbed her feet and sniffed her scent. He said with a look of enjoyment, "You smell pretty good. Why are you mingling around with the black guy? Did he pay you to do so? I have loads of money, I suggest you change careers."

"F*ck, he's too cool. I want to be his disciple."

At this moment, everyone finally reacted.

He was the god of martial arts.

He just fought so many people by himself, and they were all professionals. Such a situation would be unbelievable if told to outsiders.

Just a moment ago, Fang Gang was in denial of his defeat.

However, now, he had nothing to say about it.

If he challenged him again, wouldn't it be equivalent to asking for death?

Brazilian jiu-jitsu was only powerful in terms of one-on-one duels.

On the contrary, Yang Dianfeng relied on his own strength and severely injured and defeated several experts.

If he acted cocky and requested for another challenge, what difference would there be from seeking death?

Yang Dianfeng looked at the people who were charging at him, and his scalp went numb.

He despised dealing with people.

At this moment, his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Yang Qing had unknowingly come to his side and said, "Follow me."

The two of them rushed out of the martial arts hall.

This group of people refused to let them go and immediately chased after them.

After running for a while, they still could not shake off this group of people.

Yang Qing's face immediately showed signs of anxiousness.

Suddenly, she cried out in surprise as she felt herself being carried.

"You guide the way, I'll run."

Yang Qing could not afford to care that much.

"Go left."

"Go right."

She could only feel the wind whistling by her ears.

The surrounding scenery backtracked frantically.

She barely discerned the direction and eventually arrived at a philosophy classroom.

"Aren't you going to let me down?"

Yang Qing said with a slightly rosy face.

"Oh!"

Yang Dianfeng suddenly released after making an "Oh" sound.

Yang Qing immediately cried out in surprise as she fell.

"Ah!"

She closed her eyes and was ready to suffer from the pain in her buttocks, only to realize that someone was holding her waist again.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Dianfeng looking at her with a wicked smile.

"Go to hell, go to hell, you're too annoying."

She kept punching Yang Dianfeng's chest with her pink fists.

He suddenly grabbed her fist. The two of them looked at each other and were in proximity to each other. They could feel each other's strong breathing and rapid pulses through their hands.

'Is he going to kiss me?

'He's going to kiss me. Should I avoid him?

'He is my fake boyfriend though?'

The two of them were getting closer and closer. Yang Qing's mind had been struggling, but her eyes were already closed.

Suddenly, she felt someone rubbing against the corner of her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Dianfeng rubbing his fingers.

"Aiya, did you not wash your face this morning? There's actually eye wax."

"Aiya, Yang Dianfeng, you are so mean!"

Yang Qing stood up immediately and froze on the spot.

It turned out that in the philosophy classroom that had more than 200 seats, there were more than 100 students in the class. 

From the philosophy teacher to the students, everyone was looking at both of them in unison.