Shi Xiaolong asked two junior disciples to support Shi Xiaowan, then he stood up and walked in front of Li Feng, "Extreme Martial Arts Hall’s Shi Xiaolong, honored to experience your excellent moves."
Shi Xiaolong clasped his hands together and with a tip of his toe, pounced forward like a tiger descending a mountain, his fists smashing towards Li Feng’s chest like thunder.
Two disciples from the Extreme Martial Arts Hall shouted loudly as Shi Xiaolong’s Black Tiger Heart Stealing move was overwhelming, and the opponent was still acting all high and mighty, standing there as if he thought he was invincible after knocking out their little junior sister.
Wang Tiandao’s eyes widened. The other party was really being serious. Even a few meters away, he could hear the sound of the punch ripping through the air.
This damn kid, what are you posturing for, just dodge it!
Easier said than done, quickly it happened.
Shi Xiaolong’s fist smashed towards Li Feng’s chest, but Li Feng simply didn’t react, could it be that he was scared stiff?
Could his punch have killed him? Shi Xiaolong’s heart skipped a beat. Although he didn’t have the strength of the eldest disciple, he was at the peak of Ming Strength; if this punch landed solidly, killing someone was definitely possible.
Right at this critical moment, Li Feng moved quickly, like lightning that doesn’t allow one to cover their ears, with a Grapple, twisting his body and sticking out his buttocks for a shoulder throw.
Shi Xiaolong’s body was instantly flipped over.
Shi Xiaolong’s spine hit the ground, dust kicking up a wave of air, his insides burning with pain.
"Damn, Shi Xiaolong, what the hell are you doing?" Wang Mingyang looked grim watching Shi Xiaolong being thrown down. If before Shi Xiaowan being knocked out could be attributed to Li Feng’s "shameless" sneak attack, this time there was no excuse left.
"Just now, senior brother was afraid of hurting him, so he held back."
"That’s right, who would have thought he’d take advantage of someone’s weakness."
A couple of disciples from the Extreme Martial Arts Hall immediately defended Shi Xiaolong, and they weren’t completely wrong; Shi Xiaolong did indeed instinctively hold back just now.
"Can you still stand up?"
Li Feng looked down at Shi Xiaolong from above.
Shi Xiaolong took a deep breath and sprung up like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.
Shi Xiaolong looked at the two junior disciples, "Both of you shut up."
"I underestimated you just now, but not this time." Shi Xiaolong said through gritted teeth. Indeed, he had instinctively held back his punch, but unleashing full power and then retracting it at will wasn’t an easy task.
Which meant, Li Feng’s move to throw him was no fluke.
Just then, the manager quietly appeared beside Wang Tiandao, who hmm’d and turned to look.
"They’ve brought back the person you wanted."
Before the manager could speak up, a young man had already walked over and stood aside, watching the confrontation on the open ground.
"Family Head, this is Zhang Wannian who has retired from the Wolf Fang special forces."
Wang Tiandao turned to the young man to see someone dressed in camouflage fatigues, with a striking presence, standing at attention in a way that betrayed military pedigree.
Chewing gum, the young man’s expression was somewhat arrogant, which matched the information he had been given.
This Zhang Wannian was known in the military for his defiance and was a notorious troublemaker, which also contributed to his forced retirement due to military discipline violations. Of course, Wang Tiandao highly approved of what he had done—he’d beaten up a scumbag who mistreated women.
"So you’re Little Zhang."
Wang Tiandao looked at the young man and started with a chuckle.
Zhang Wannian turned around, standing straight as he saluted respectfully towards Wang Tiandao, "Boss, I’m Zhang Wannian, reporting for duty as ordered."
Wang Tiandao exclaimed ’good’ twice, admiring the young man’s spirit. The effort he put into networking to find this extraordinary person seemed to have paid off.
Now, his daughter’s safety was secured.
"Hey, you’re getting distracted."
Shi Xiaolong glared at Li Feng, enraged that he would dare clone himself while sparring. Was this a blatant insult to me? Shi Xiaolong charged forward swiftly, his fist smashing towards Li Feng’s face.
This time, Shi Xiaolong didn’t pull his punch midway.
"Li Feng, be careful!"
Wang Jin’er’s heart clenched suddenly, and in the nick of time, Li Feng brought his hand up to block the punch, twisting his head back to look at Shi Xiaolong.
Li Fengtu abruptly sidestepped with a Half-step Burst.
Shi Xiaolong was struck by a tremendous force, sending him flying backwards off the ground.
The two disciples from Extreme Martial Arts Hall were dumbfounded; the fight had been lively just a moment ago, and now suddenly, their brother was sent flying.
Wang Tiandao turned his head to look, hmm, what just happened?
Li Feng twisted his body to look at Zhang Wannian, dressed in camouflage and exuding a familiar scent, and lifted his hand, gesturing with his fingers.
"If you want to be my woman’s bodyguard, you have to beat me first."
Zhang Wannian made a sound in acknowledgment, turned his head to Wang Tiandao, and asked, "Boss, what’s this about?"
Wang Tiandao, with a stern face, said to Li Feng, "Li Feng, that’s enough. Even if you have the skills to beat the disciples from Extreme Martial Arts Hall, this guy is different."
"He’s a veteran Special Forces soldier who’s seen real combat and bloodshed."
Upon hearing this, the two Martial Arts Academy Disciples looked displeased; the Wang Family clearly looked down on their Extreme Martial Arts Hall.
One disciple stepped forward aggressively, "Young Master Mingyang, what’s the meaning of this? You didn’t mention hiring someone else beforehand. Are you making a joke out of our Extreme Martial Arts Hall?"
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Shi Xiaolong, holding his chest, struggled to his feet, "It’s our lack of skill that’s at fault, Director Wang, we apologize for today’s disturbance."
"If you still see me as your brother, then shut up; a loss is a loss," Shi Xiaolong said sternly, although the Martial Arts Academy Disciples beside him were clearly not convinced nor pleased.
"Heh, if you’re not satisfied, I can give you a chance."
Zhang Wannian, nonchalantly chewing gum, glanced at the Martial Arts Academy Disciple, tossed aside his camouflage bag, and walked towards the open area in front.
"Bring it on. Special Forces, huh? As if nobody else has seen bloodshed."
The Martial Arts Academy Disciple scoffed coldly.
Today they had lost face: their younger sister was knocked out, and their brother got hurt, but it wasn’t without reason. After all, the one who fought was the Wang Family’s prospective son-in-law.
Though they considered him a freeloader, he was still half their employer. His brother undoubtedly hadn’t used his full strength, which explained his sorry state.
Now, another soldier was here stirring up trouble. So what if he’s a battlefield veteran? When it comes to a real one-on-one fight, it’s still not certain who will lose and who will win.
Zhang Wannian directly beckoned the opposing Martial Arts Academy Disciple with his fingers. The disciple sneered, his toes digging in and lunging towards Zhang Wannian like a tiger descending the mountain.
In an instant, they were within striking distance.
Zhang Wannian dodged and punched the Martial Arts Academy Disciple in the face. The disciple was sent flying backward in a tumble, and Zhang Wannian withdrew his bloodied fist, looking disdainfully at his adversary.
"Looking down on my military service? Well, I’m just better than you, got a problem with that?"