The slightly chubby man could no longer contain his anger at Yang Fei's provocation and took off his black jacket.
He stood in front of Yang Fei: "Very well, I, Meng Qineng, seek your guidance!"
Though the slightly chubby man might seem unremarkable, standing before Yang Fei, he exuded an imposing presence with Gang Yuan Qi simmering beneath the surface, giving him great poise.
Yang Fei squinted slightly, glanced at the chubby man, then smiled.
"The second figure of the Central Guard Corps, renowned indeed, but with your Mysterious-Ranked Gangjin, you're not weighty enough."
In his life, Meng Qineng had met countless arrogant individuals, but never anyone as arrogant as this.
Upon hearing this, he was instantly furious.
"Whether I weigh enough or not, we'll measure that later. You'll pay for your arrogance!"
Yang Fei knew that even after dealing with Meng Qineng, Watch Brother might still make a move.
The other two experts would not just stand by idly.
His left hand slowly lifted, pointing to the three experts individually.
"You, you, and you, Watch Brother, come together. I don't have the time to play house with you all."
The four experts of the Central Guard Corps almost all had their mouths agape, then were suddenly enraged.
Yang Fei's provocation was a direct insult to these four experts.
Even while performing tasks, each of these four stood alone, at most only collaborating in teamwork.
No matter how strong the enemy, they never needed to team up.'
Yet now, Yang Fei actually suggested they come at him together?
No matter how composed Meng Qineng was, he jumped up in rage: "Arrogance! Take this strike!"
With those words, he delivered a bow stance straight punch aimed directly at Yang Fei's chest, a legitimate military boxing move.
Yang Fei snorted, delivering his own bow stance straight punch to meet Meng Qineng's head-on, without flair.
Bang!
Meng Qineng felt as if his fist was struck by a great iron hammer, a piercing pain surged through.
His whole arm, along with half his body, felt numb as though they didn't belong to him, and a metallic taste rushed into his mouth.
Wow!
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his arm hanging limp, the bone shattered by Yang Fei's impact, leaving it incapable of exertion.
Once again, a one-hit KO!
Yang Fei had shown mercy while dealing with Wang Guochao just now.
But now, he had resolved to finish things quickly, striking with Elephant Shock Dali.
The Eight Forces of Dragon Elephant merged into one, how could Meng Qineng withstand it?
In an instant, both Meng Qineng and Wang Guochao were injured.
The other three were shocked and angered, exchanged glances, and suddenly shouted as they rushed together at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei chuckled, clapped lightly: "That's better, saves me the trouble."
He didn't retreat but advanced instead, like a charging lion, directly attacking the three.
Watch Brother and his two men, two Danjin experts and one Gangjin expert.
These three teaming up could sweep any enemy, their charge like an army.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Yang Fei's whip kick swept, Gang Wind howling, like a water-polished great iron whip, smashing towards the strongest Gangjin expert on the left.
The expert roared, executed a Heavenly King Pagoda with bent elbow to block.
However, the force in Yang Fei's leg was unbelievably powerful, a great force surged like a tidal wave.
Though the expert maintained a defensive posture, the entire body was knocked to the left as if hit by a wild bull, staggering.
Yang Fei took the advantage, suddenly stooped, delivering a sweeping leg kick to the expert's calf.
This Gangjin expert, already unstable, was struck by Yang Fei's heavy kick and fell with a thud.
He reacted quickly, bouncing up like a tightly compressed spring.
Yet at this moment, Yang Fei was already leaping in mid-air, delivering a high chopping kick.
He felt as if everything went dark, a size forty-two foot descended from the air, too late to block.
Bang!
Unfortunate for this Gangjin expert, caught off guard, struck on the forehead by Yang Fei's kick.
He seemed drunk, limbs flailing, collapsed and passed out.
Simultaneously, Watch Brother roared, executed a Palm Blade aimed fiercely and accurately at Yang Fei's Dazhui acupoint on the neck.
Yang Fei tilted his shoulder, surged forward.
Watch Brother screamed, sent flying into the distance like a kite with a broken string.
Yang Fei resented this guy for setting others against him, causing discord.
He took a bow stance, leaped up, delivered a heavy slap to Watch Brother's face.
Watch Brother howled in pain, his flying body spun 360 degrees, smashed to the ground headfirst.
His nasal bone shattered, blood gushed profusely.
The last expert rushed to pursue Yang Fei.
Yang Fei whirled around suddenly, eyes like an eagle's, fixed on his eyes.
The expert's heart trembled.
Facing Yang Fei's lion-tiger-like gaze, his punch halted firmly.
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, rolling down.
This Core Formation to Divine Communication expert, this battle-worn Warrior King, seemed like a schoolchild in Yang Fei's presence.
He was at a loss, dared not even look at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei gave a slight smile, tapped his face: "Good boy, I'm not going to hit you."
The Danjin expert was deeply humiliated, yet inexplicably relieved.
But at this moment, Yang Fei kicked him in the abdomen.
The Core Formation expert shrieked, body like a kite with a broken string, flew away.
Yang Fei laughed heartily, clapped: "You believed me when I said I wouldn't hit you, fool!"
In an instant, the Central Guard Corps' five experts were all defeated and injured, left in disarray by Yang Fei alone.
The Central Guard Corps had always been arrogant, looked down on Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions' Warrior Kings, and rightfully so.
Not only because of their status and role.
More importantly, these inner experts almost all were supreme experts at Core Formation to Divine Communication level.
Overwhelming strength nurtured their arrogance.
Yet tonight, these five experts all fell at Yang Fei's hands.
If Long Ci and others were still alive, they would be celebrating wildly.
Remember, in the past, while coordinating with the Central Guard Corps, the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team endured much from these guys.
This fight of Yang Fei's was not only for himself but to vent for the Evil Dragon brothers.
Yang Fei was proud and full of himself, sang loudly while the Central Guard Corps' five experts stared dejectedly.
Yang Fei defeated them not with tricks but with real Kung Fu, taking on five.
If word of tonight's battle spread, the reputation of the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team would surely grow.
Evil Dragon shall stand, and the so-called disbandment become a joke.
"Yang Fei, treating my brothers like sandbags, aren't you being disrespectful to me, Nie Guohua?"
At this moment, a calm voice emerged from thirty meters to Yang Fei's left.
Yang Fei's heart shivered, turned around to see a refined, somewhat handsome man.
Nie Guohua!
The number one expert in the inner area!
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