Strength Wouldn't Allow It!

Hearing Yang Ming say, "You actually dared to bully my people," Xiao Wu blushed. Having someone care about her like an older brother felt so good.

She raised her head and cautiously glanced at Yang Ming. Seeing that he had not noticed, she sighed in relief, but also felt annoyed at being ignored.

A woman's heart was as unfathomable as the bottom of the sea.

Naturally, Yang Ming had no idea that in such a short time, Xiao Wu's emotions had already gone through countless twists and turns like a roller coaster.

However, Yang Ming could clearly see that the upperclassmen led by Xiao Boss were so enraged by his words that their lungs were about to explode!

Liu Long, who had just defeated Wang Sheng, carried a long staff over his shoulder and stepped out first. With the contempt and arrogance of an upperclassman, he strode over with an air of utter disdain. Taking advantage of his height, he looked down at Yang Ming and sneered.

"You? You want to challenge all of us by yourself? Watch me beat you to death with one swing!"

As he spoke, Liu Long gripped his staff with both hands. Soul power rippled from his body as he swung the staff with a fierce whistle, its hazy afterimages sealing off every direction in front of, behind, to the left, and to the right of Yang Ming, leaving him no room to evade.

Wang Sheng's pupils contracted as he sucked in a cold breath.

Just now, he had been intimidated by Liu Long's dense staff shadows and had been forced to trade injuries for a chance to charge forward and attack. Unfortunately, he had ultimately failed and ended up covered in wounds.

Wang Sheng had only heard of Yang Ming's exploits from Tang San and did not understand Yang Ming's strength well enough. Not wanting Yang Ming to follow in his footsteps, he hurriedly warned him.

"Careful..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he saw a scene that shocked him!

Within the seemingly impenetrable staff shadows, Yang Ming was like a butterfly swept into a storm. A faint smile hung on his lips as he lightly stepped through Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. No one could clearly see his movements; they could only watch him stroll leisurely through the staff shadows.

Whenever Liu Long's staff was about to smash into Yang Ming, Yang Ming would always nimbly evade at precisely the right instant, as though Liu Long were deliberately going easy on him.

Xiao Boss's eyelids twitched as he cursed angrily.

"Liu Long, what the hell are you doing? Why haven't you hit that brat? Are you going easy on him?"

Clearly, Xiao Boss had misunderstood Liu Long.

As the person involved, Liu Long was the one who truly felt how exquisite and unique Yang Ming's footwork was. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept seeping from his forehead and streaming down.

Hearing Xiao Boss's dissatisfaction, Liu Long said in a tearful voice.

"Xiao Boss, I want to hit him too, but my strength won't allow it!"

Xiao Boss's expression shifted. After observing carefully, his face immediately changed drastically.

Though Xiao Boss was usually arrogant and domineering, and was himself the spoiled son of a wealthy family in Notting City, his family background had allowed him to meet many powerful people, broadening his horizons.

If Yang Ming's movements were recorded with a camera and broken down frame by frame, they would be as beautiful as a painting!

Every movement was perfectly measured. Any more would have been excessive, and any less would have been insufficient. It was flawless!

Judging by such footwork, Yang Ming's strength was certainly extraordinary. The reason he had not immediately dealt with Liu Long was merely because he was toying with him like a monkey.

Thinking of what Yang Ming had said earlier, Xiao Boss's expression darkened. No matter how unwilling he was to accept it, he could not deny the fact that Yang Ming was stronger than them.

Xiao Boss waved at the others and shouted in a low voice.

"Everyone, attack together!"

The remaining students did not understand why Xiao Boss, who had just dismissed Yang Ming so casually, had suddenly changed his mind. They asked in confusion.

"Xiao Boss, are you sure?"

Xiao Boss glared at them irritably and snapped in embarrassment.

"If I tell you to attack, then attack! What are you babbling about?"

At once, more than twenty upperclassmen fell silent, not daring to question him. They buried their confusion in their hearts and rushed over to support Liu Long.

One student, slightly taller than Yang Ming and named Ling Feng, leaped into the air. With a nimble flip in midair, he spread his arms and actually glided two meters before diving toward Yang Ming's head.

Ling Feng was extremely fast. Among the sixth-year students, he was known as the fastest.

Seeing this, Yang Ming did not dare to be careless.

After all, this was only a spar. He could not use his Martial Soul. Whether it was the Green Lotus Earth-Core Flame or the Mysterious Sword, someone would certainly die the moment he attacked.

"Good!"

Yang Ming took the spear from his back. A flash of spear light shot forth first, passing directly over Liu Long's staff and sending him flying far away with a single thrust.

Liu Long landed in the grass two meters away. After getting back to his feet, he was still resentful and wanted to go back for revenge, but when he looked down, he discovered that his belt had somehow already been torn apart, exposing what lay beneath. His face burned as he covered his crotch.

How could Liu Long not understand now? If Yang Ming had not held back just now, his little brother would have been gone.

After taking care of one person first, Yang Ming planted his spear on the ground and soared into the air like a flying swallow, the spear tip pointing straight at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was horrified. He had witnessed the entire process of Yang Ming sending Liu Long flying, so he did not dare confront him head-on at all!

Suddenly, Ling Feng's body twisted in midair. With a flap of his arms, he forcibly changed direction, turning his dive into a retreat.

But while he was fast, Yang Ming was faster!

A sharp whistle of wind came from behind him. Ling Feng had only just turned his head when a point of spear light filled his vision!

Bang!

Yang Ming wielded the spear shaft like a staff and viciously struck Ling Feng across the back, smashing him down from the air.

As Ling Feng fell, Yang Ming descended with a spear strike into the midst of the other twenty-odd students charging toward him.

Ruthless Charge!

With his spear planted in the ground, a wave of air erupted around Yang Ming, directly blasting more than twenty students into the air.

Ling Feng was the unluckiest of all. He had just crashed to the ground in a miserable heap when he was sent airborne again.

The whistling sound of wind tore past his ears. Before Ling Feng could react, Yang Ming sent him flying once more.

One, two, three... Aside from Xiao Boss and Liu Long, whose fighting spirit had completely vanished, more than twenty upperclassmen were piled atop one another in the grass. At the very bottom was the unlucky Ling Feng, nearly unable to breathe under the weight of everyone above him.

Looking at the human pile that had crashed down before him, Xiao Boss was still completely stunned.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Xiao Boss stared blankly with wide, lifeless eyes. He simply could not believe that what had happened before him was real.

There were more than twenty of them!

Even if they were pigs, defeating them would have taken some effort, right?

But what about Yang Ming?

From the moment he got serious until everything was settled, how much time had passed?

Looking at the footprints in the grass where he had only taken a few steps, Xiao Boss's mind was a complete mess.

I really want to cry!

(Third update)

(Thanks to Mo for the 200 book coin reward, thanks to Di for the 200 book coin reward, thanks to Hei for the 100 book coin reward)