"I guess this kid’s brain isn’t broken, so he must be trying to intimidate our senior Li Heng!" The students discussed among themselves.
Ye Feng shook his head; to him, these people were just children, and there was absolutely no need to get serious.
"Forget it, I’ll let you have three moves. If you can make me take a step back, I’ll consider it your win..." Ye Feng said indifferently.
Ye Feng always felt that he shouldn’t be bullying these children. Looking into Li Heng’s eyes, he actually felt some sympathy.
"Scum, what kind of look is that? Are you pitying me? Does Li Heng need your pity? What the hell is this about three moves, I can take you down in one!" Li Heng roared angrily.
"Any of you who comes up, I can stand still and let you have three moves. Come at me together..." Ye Feng said.
"Arrogant, this kid is probably an idiot!"
"Yeah, I heard he recently got his junior certification from the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall. Probably because of that, he’s gotten too full of himself and can’t even tell north from south anymore!" Their eyes filled with mockery as they looked at and discussed Ye Feng.
The leading teacher from the teacher’s college laughed out loud, "Mr. Zhang, take a look at the person you’ve found. Couldn’t be that he’s escaped from some lunatic asylum, right? Why else would you bring all sorts of bizarre creatures into the school!"
Mr. Zhang’s face turned crimson with shame, utterly embarrassed. He had never seen someone so swollen with pride, just from obtaining a junior certification from the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall.
"Keke’s brother-in-law, shut your damned mouth and start immediately, or get the hell out!" Mr. Zhang bellowed at Ye Feng, livid.
"Are you looking for death?" Ye Feng’s tone suddenly became icy cold.
Those eyes, like those of a specter from the darkest hell, met Mr. Zhang’s gaze.
In an instant, Mr. Zhang felt a chill invade his body, uncontrollably shivering, feeling as if his soul was being sucked into Ye Feng’s eyes. His face turned pale with fear, and he plopped down on a chair, daring not to speak any further.
Anger seethed in Mr. Zhang’s heart, "You bastard, daring to scare me, you’d deserve it if you got beaten to death!"
If it weren’t for the fact that Mr. Zhang was a teacher who had contributed to educating talent for Dragon Country, just for insulting Ye Feng alone, it would have been enough to ruin him.
Li Heng looked at Ye Feng, "Kid, it seems that getting the junior certification from the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall has made you lose touch with reality from your delusions. Well then, I’ll wake you up today!"
"Senior Li Heng, crush this idiot!"
"Senior Li Heng, kick his dog head in, let him realize how ridiculous he is!"
The students from the teacher’s college began to shout and jeer hysterically.
"Kid, take this!" Li Heng bellowed and charged straight at Ye Feng.
However, Ye Feng remained unmoved. Li Heng hesitated, thinking Ye Feng was scared stiff.
Li Heng sneered, "Die!"
As the words fell, Li Heng leaped into the air, a spinning kick sweeping heavily towards Ye Feng’s face.
"Thud!" A dull sound.
In an instant, the air currents surged and spread out.
"This idiot, doesn’t he know to dodge?" Mr. Zhang covered his face, utterly embarrassed.
"Hmm?" But just at that moment, Ye Feng actually stood in his place, without moving a step.
"How is that possible!" Instantly, the people inside the Sports Academy Hall were stunned. Just now, whether it was Zhao Zhuang or Zhao Fei, they had all been kicked away by Li Heng with one foot, but after being hit, Ye Feng didn’t move at all.
"Don’t panic, everyone!" Li Heng confidently shouted, "He’s actually passed out, it’s just that his eyes are open. I kicked him in the head, nobody can come out of that unscathed!"
"So that’s it!" Some people suddenly understood.
Then, Li Heng walked up to Ye Feng, extended a finger, and gently pushed him, while saying, "Fall..."
But Ye Feng didn’t move at all, he didn’t fall down.
"How can this be?" Li Heng couldn’t believe it. This time, he extended his palm and pushed against Ye Feng’s body: "Fall down!"
However, Ye Feng stood firm like a rock, unwavering and unyielding.
"What’s going on?" Everyone was bewildered, looking at Ye Feng: "Didn’t you say he had passed out? Why can’t he be pushed over?"
"You still have two chances to attack me..." Ye Feng spoke calmly, slowly speaking while looking at Li Heng.
"How can this be!" Everyone was shocked. Ye Feng hadn’t passed out at all, after being kicked, he hadn’t been injured in the slightest, which was hard for people to accept.
"Don’t worry, classmates!" Li Heng bellowed, "I slipped when I jumped up just now, so I only used one-tenth of my strength, it was just an accident!"
"I see, it was just an accident!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Die!" This time, Li Heng used his full strength, a 360-degree spinning kick, extremely stylish, and viciously aimed at Ye Feng’s neck.
"Whoosh~~" The leg cut through the air with an imposing whoosh.
"Thump!" Another muffled sound, that leg viciously struck Ye Feng’s neck.
Ye Feng still didn’t move, stood in his place, without moving half a step.
"Call an ambulance, your neck is broken!" Li Heng declared with utmost confidence, coolly!
"This guy must be done for!" Everyone looked at Ye Feng with faces full of pity.
"You still have one chance..." Ye Feng spoke faintly, then moved his neck slightly.
"What!" Everyone screamed in shock, unable to accept it. It was the second time, and Ye Feng hadn’t suffered any damage.
"Is this guy made of steel? To be hit by Senior Li Heng and be completely fine?" A look of horror appeared in everyone’s eyes, they couldn’t accept how incredibly strong Ye Feng’s physical body was.
"Don’t... Don’t panic!" Li Heng shouted again, then explained, "I didn’t kick accurately just now, I just barely touched him with the tip of my foot. Don’t worry, I won’t make a mistake this time!"
"Whew~~" Everyone sighed in relief: "So it was a false alarm!"
"Bastard, I won’t give you another chance this time, die!" Li Heng roared, taking a bow stance, pulling back his arm, like drawing a bow, the power from his legs gathered at his waist, then transmitted to his fist.