Having been punched, Boss Lü already looked half-dead. At this moment, the hostess immediately struggled free of his grasp and moved away.
The next instant, the bouncers of Imperial City KTV arrived; having surveyed the situation in the private room, the leading man furiously asked, "Was it you talking just now?"
"So what if it was?" Lin Yifan replied coldly, his back to the leading man.
"Nothing much, only that a year from today will be your death anniversary," said the leading man as he pulled out an iron club and led his underlings in a charge.
Seeing Brother Hong charging over furiously, the hostess exclaimed with a face full of shock, "Handsome! Be careful!"
"Thanks for the compliment." Lin Yifan's mouth curved into a sinister smile before kicking backward.
Caught off guard, Brother Hong was instantly kicked away, toppling over a group of underlings.
Seeing this display of immense strength, the hostess by Lin Yifan's side was stunned; she hadn't expected the young man who saved her to be so formidable, taking down numerous bouncers from Imperial City KTV with a single kick. What was most crucial was that Brother Hong had been injured. In her mind, it was an impossible feat.
One must know that Brother Hong was a notorious villain in this area, commanding supreme authority. No one dared to disrespect him or provoke him.
"You bastard! How dare you hurt me! Today, you're going to die!" Brother Hong, covering his belly, snarled viciously.
"Come at me if you've got the guts; stop blabbering." Lin Yifan remained arrogantly indifferent, not taking them seriously in the slightest.
"What are you looking at? He's mocking you to your faces! Aren't you gonna teach him a lesson?" Brother Hong said irritably to the underlings who were waiting for his cue.
Hearing Brother Hong issue the command, the uninjured underlings swung their iron clubs and continued to rush towards Lin Yifan.
As the saying goes, eunuchs are more anxious than emperors. Watching a group of burly bouncers charging with iron clubs, the hostess by Lin Yifan's side panicked and then tried to pull him away by the hand.
However, she didn't budge Lin Yifan at all; instead, he caught her by the arm.
"Don't be afraid! I can handle them."
His simple, relaxed words instantly calmed the panicked hostess. For some reason, she just believed that Lin Yifan could handle it.
Lin Yifan moved his ears, listening to the footsteps of the Imperial City KTV bouncers, and when they were almost upon him, he swiftly spun around and lifted his foot. With a 180-degree sweep, he knocked a row of bouncers rushing at the forefront to the ground.
Then, relying on his senses, he continuously dodged iron clubs attacking from behind; afterward, he used his hands and feet to knock down bouncer after bouncer.
The Imperial City KTV bouncers were like baseballs shot out from a machine, pitilessly batted away one after another by a skilled baseball player.
Witnessing this unbelievable scene, the hostess couldn't believe what she was seeing.
The local bully of South City District was easily defeated by a polite, ordinary-looking man. Who would believe such a story if told? Crucially, the man fought with his back turned to them, essentially fighting blind; it was utterly abnormal. If she told others, they might think she's a fool or even treat her as a lunatic.
On the other side, seeing that none of the Imperial City KTV men could hold up against this man, Boss Lü was scared, realizing he was going to take a fall here tonight.
"Anyone else?" Lin Yifan asked disdainfully.
He kept his back to the group of bouncers who thought too highly of themselves, indicating his utter disdain.
"Damn it! Bring out the knives!" Brother Hong cursed under his breath, deciding to resort to his trump card.
The moment Lin Yifan sensed danger approaching from the back, he used the tip of his foot to flick up an iron club that had fallen at his feet; then, wielding the club, he continuously spun around, deflecting each and every rapidly incoming knife; the whole process was as smooth as Sun Wukong wielding his Jingu Bang.
Seeing all the flying knives thrown by his underlings knocked away, Brother Hong, who was looking for a chance to strike, became enraged. He immediately threw the red knife in his hand toward the back of Lin Yifan's head.
This knife seemed different from the others; the power it contained was especially great, and its speed was incredibly fast.
Lin Yifan, who was facing the attack with ease and without caution, was suddenly surprised by the formidable power speeding toward him from behind.
If the power of the knife were to be classified by the Cultivation World's realms, it would be at the Breaking Mortal First Realm.
Cultivators generally do not appear in the Secular World; the fact that Cultivation Power had emerged indicated that this Brother Hong must have the support of a Cultivator behind him.
"I hope it's not a powerhouse above the Breaking Mortal Fourth Realm." After a small prayer, Lin Yifan cast aside random thoughts and seriously dealt with the red knife.
He spun the iron club again, only this time, he infused it with Cultivation Power. The power was as high as the Breaking Mortal Second Realm, certainly enough to counter the red knife.
Next, he swung the spinning iron club and turned around to knock away the red knife imbued with Breaking Mortal First Realm power.
A crisp metallic clash sounded, and a burst of bright sparks flew.
The deflected red knife flew back along its trajectory, heading straight for Brother Hong's forehead.
Watching this unfold, Brother Hong was scared out of his wits and immediately ducked low to the ground, dodging it.
He knew all too well how formidable his red knife was; even a thick, hard brick would be easily pierced by it. If it had hit him, and especially if he were an ordinary person, it would certainly have gone straight through him, resulting in instant death.
The next second, the red knife flew over the top of Brother Hong's head and towards the wall of the private room.
Subsequently, the red knife penetrated the thick wall and disappeared from sight.
Watching the red knife completely vanish into the wall, Brother Hong was terrified. If the knife had hit him instead of the wall, he would have been finished.
"Lucky I dodged quickly, or I'd be dead," Brother Hong patted his chest and said, still shaken.
After dodging the bullet, he began to feel afraid; even Frog Brother's extraordinary knife had been countered by the mysterious man before him, what chance did he have against him?