Tough Guy Action, Hardcore Man! (Part 2)

In another world, a place where martial arts flourished. Shi Tiexin was born in an orphanage, a position at the very bottom of society. Yet, he still had access to basic boxing, basic Essence Cultivation Technique, and the Six Fundamental Mind Arts. The prosperity of martial arts there could be seen from this glimpse.

Compared to the people there, the delinquents here were truly amateurish, almost the same as children who had never thrown a punch. Based on Shi Tiexin's experience, when fighting such individuals, the most important thing wasn't the skill of the boxing or the finesse of the techniques, but two words: presence.

It didn't require an overwhelming aura of invincibility, just the usual fierce spirit of daring to fight and dare to battle, the grit of "I'll kill you first even if I have to die myself." If that was displayed, these delinquents would be completely unable to cope.

As expected, when Shi Tiexin charged towards the kid by the door, the kid hesitated.

Normally, that kid just followed Teng Chaoguo, cheering him on, extorting money, and bullying ordinary classmates. When it came to fighting strong opponents, or even life-and-death battles, he had never participated. After shouting just now, he had intended to swing a wild punch like before. But when his gaze met Shi Tiexin's face, he suddenly felt a great fear.

He had never imagined that in Fengming First High School, in a gathering place for bookworms, he would see such a face.

What kind of face was that?

It was impossible to describe the expression; at first glance, it seemed to have no expression at all. But within that expressionless face, he felt an overwhelmingly strong presence, a surging killing intent of having survived countless battles.

Did ordinary students fear Teng Chaoguo because Teng Chaoguo was that powerful? No, Teng Chaoguo was even a bit thin and had never undergone any professional training. It was because Teng Chaoguo had a special aura of disregarding human life, making people feel that Teng Chaoguo would really do something like killing someone, thus inspiring awe.

But this chubby kid suddenly felt that compared to the person in front of him, Teng Chaoguo was just scum and trash who couldn't make it onto the stage. Teng Chaoguo was at most a small wolf cub, while the presence of the person in front of him was like a mighty lion or tiger, overwhelming and unstoppable!

Bang, another person punched Shi Tiexin, but Shi Tiexin didn't budge. His eyes didn't even shift as he continued to stride forward. Shi Tiexin was tall and broad-shouldered, with long strides. Within two steps, he had already occupied a vast area in the fatty's vision.

Whoosh, Shi Tiexin stomped his foot and suddenly leaped up. His body stretched out like a giant beast. His right fist was raised high, power concentrated. His cold eyes stared directly at the fatty's brow, causing the fatty to break out in a cold sweat.

The fatty wanted to dodge, to block, but the pressure of the presence made his hands slow by a beat. And that beat was the dividing line between professional and amateur, the dividing line between back-and-forth exchanges and complete annihilation.

Swift as lightning, with a loud thump, Shi Tiexin's right fist, carrying his body weight, smashed down. The fatty couldn't raise his hand in time and couldn't fully defend. He was hit in the face with the punch, along with his own hand.

"Ah!" With a scream, the fatty instinctively closed his eyes, his legs went soft, and his body involuntarily retreated. With a bang, his back hit the wall at the end of the toilet.

Struggling to open his eyes, the fatty's face immediately turned ashen. He saw Shi Tiexin opposite him, eyes wide open, striding forward. His fierce left fist was already chasing after him like a thunderclap.

Bang, a right hook!

The fatty stumbled from the blow.

Bang, a left hook!

The fatty staggered from the blow.

Intimidated by Shi Tiexin's presence, the fatty's mind had already conceived the thought that he was no match at all. He could only cast a pleading gaze towards another subordinate. That subordinate was madly attacking Shi Tiexin from behind, but his weak punches and kicks seemed to cause Shi Tiexin no damage at all.

Shi Tiexin's tall and broad body completely obscured the fatty's vision. His expressionless, fierce face filled the fatty with despair, almost making him cry.

He clasped his hands together, encircling the fatty's neck. He pulled down with both arms, and at the same time, his right knee shot up, a charging knee aimed at the fatty's face. With a thump, the fatty's instinctive defense couldn't absorb the force. He let out a scream as the fierce knee strike hit him, completely losing control and toppling to the side.

Good, the most troublesome one is dealt with.

Shi Tiexin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the realm of ordinary people fighting each other, factors like height and weight directly affect the outcome of close combat. When not considering techniques beyond the ordinary, and when both sides have the will and courage to fight, it is difficult for the lighter party to defeat the heavier party.

A person with greater weight and physique possesses greater strength and can withstand more attacks. That's why Shi Tiexin only needed one punch to deal with Teng Chaoguo, that bean sprout, but it took three punches and one kick to deal with this fatty. He even didn't hesitate to take a few hits to avoid breaking his attack rhythm.

Damn it, the kid behind me really hit hard!

However, as long as he could quickly defeat the fatty, this fight would have no suspense.

Two left.

The subordinate kicking and punching behind him felt like he was hitting a rock, kicking a ton of iron. His attacks landed on that broad back and had no effect at all. Watching the fatty get dealt with in three punches, the subordinate, despite being the attacker, felt his heart tremble.

Suddenly, Shi Tiexin turned his head, revealing a face full of killing intent. His thick brows and intimidating eyes made the subordinate's heart jump, and his legs went weak.

"Th-that, that, big, big brother, this is all a misunderstanding..."

Bang, a powerful side kick landed squarely on the subordinate's abdomen.

One left.

The subordinate was kicked into a rolling ball, clutching his stomach and screaming as he rolled towards the back of the toilet. He happened to roll to the feet of the last person who wanted to rush forward.

Plop, the subordinate, caught off guard, tripped and fell flat on his face in front of Shi Tiexin.

Shi Tiexin couldn't help but be speechless. These guys were truly weak; they could even make such a trivial mistake.

Is fighting like playing house?

Fighting requires ruthlessness!

As the person looked up, he saw Shi Tiexin's iron foot swing over like a fierce kick in a soccer game. With a bang, the subordinate was sent flying sideways by the kick. If Shi Tiexin hadn't shifted the angle at the last moment and hadn't aimed directly at his face, this kick could have knocked out half his teeth.

All dealt with.

"Ouch! Ouch! You f***ing mother!" Teng Chaoguo, holding the back of his head, was cursing as he tried to get up. Shi Tiexin's fierce beating was incredibly efficient. Teng Chaoguo had just been dazed by the fall and was only now trying to get up.

But as he stood up, he felt something was wrong.

A huge shadow covered him. Teng Chaoguo looked left and right; all his subordinates were lying down. He looked up again, and Shi Tiexin stood before him. Looking up, that face was as cold as cast iron, like a Terminator.

Swish, Shi Tiexin lifted his foot, letting Teng Chaoguo see the sole of his dirty shoe.

Teng Chaoguo stared blankly. Was this guy a devil...

Bang!!

He exerted force in his thigh and kicked down fiercely, without hesitation.