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"Kid, you're asking for death!" Dahai's face was full of rage as he stepped forward and swung his hand at Li Xiaoyao's face.

In his view, both Tang Youde and Li Xiaoyao were villagers, and such poor folks wouldn't dare cause trouble because they feared punishment. Once they were punished, it would be very difficult for them to graduate from school.

Therefore, Dahai was convinced that Li Xiaoyao wouldn't dare to fight back.

However, this time, Dahai obviously guessed wrong.

Before his hand could reach Li Xiaoyao, Li Xiaoyao had already lifted his leg and kicked fiercely at Dahai's shin.

Dahai instantly lost his balance and fell forward like a dog gnawing at food, collapsing at Li Xiaoyao's feet.

Chen Yang, watching from below, couldn't help but rage when he saw Li Xiaoyao dare to fight back. He pointed at Li Xiaoyao through the air and shouted, "Which department are you from?"

Li Xiaoyao acted as if he hadn't heard, simply looking down at Dahai, who lay on the ground with his face bloodied from the fall.

"You see, if you had just apologized earlier, none of this would have happened."

Dahai got up from the ground, his face full of fresh blood and seething with anger, and cursed loudly, "I'll kill you today!"

"Dahai, come back!" Chen Yang called sternly from below.

"Chen Yang, don't stop me. If I don't cripple this kid today, I won't be called Dahai!" Dahai said indignantly.

Chen Yang frowned and said, "Come down first; I'll help you deal with him later."

Dahai was seething with anger internally, wishing he could tear Li Xiaoyao to pieces, but he also knew that Chen Yang was about to have a martial arts contest with Yuan Zhou. So, suppressing the fury in his heart, he glared fiercely at Li Xiaoyao and said, "Kid, you'd better not leave, or I'll make it so you can't stay in this school."

Li Xiaoyao remained unfazed, responding in a light tone, "Fine, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Li Xiaoyao and Tang Youde descended from the stage, and Lin Yuanyuan promptly came up, her big eyes sparkling as she said, "That kick you delivered just now was so cool!"

Li Xiaoyao replied with vanity, "I think so too."

Lin Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and said with a pout, "Can't you be a little more modest?"

On the other side, Dahai and others also came down from the stage. Shi Tou supported Yu Machao, standing next to Dahai, and said to the sullen-faced Chen Yang, "Brother Chen, that kid is too arrogant."

Dahai wiped the blood from his face and said, "Old Chen, don't stop me later; I'm going to beat him to death today!"

Chen Yang patted his shoulder and said, "That kid knows some moves. You're not his match. Let me handle Yuan Zhou first, and then deal with him. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

Dahai nodded and replied, "Alright, your word is enough for me."

Just then, several more men entered the Taekwondo club, Yuan Zhou and his companions who had been summoned.

Yuan Zhou, dressed in a practice uniform, sat down with his friends below the stage. After a brief preparation, he strode toward the martial arts platform. Then he hooked his fingers at Chen Yang below, saying, "Today, I'll show you that Wushu from Xuan Country is the orthodox martial art, and Taekwondo is garbage!"

Chen Yang sneered, took a few quick steps, pushed off the ground, leaped into the air, and after a turn, landed steadily on the martial arts platform.

This stunning entrance immediately won the cheers of the watching students.

Yuan Zhou, however, scoffed, "All flash, no substance!"

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As the two of them spoke, their words were sharp and full of tension, ready to burst at any moment.

The students watching knew that a fierce battle was about to unfold between the two.

Lin Yuanyuan, sitting below, curiously asked, "Are they going to fight?"

Li Xiaoyao shook his head, indicating he didn't know.

Tang Youde voluntarily explained, "The one on the left is Chen Yang, the president of the Taekwondo Society, and he himself is a black belt in taekwondo. The one on the right is Yuan Zhou, whose family runs a martial arts school. The two have never gotten along, and today they've agreed to settle their differences. I've heard they've even made a bet of fifty thousand Xuan Country Currency."

Lin Yuanyuan suddenly realized and then turned to Li Xiaoyao, asking, "Who do you think will win?"

"Let's wait and see." Li Xiaoyao wasn't a fortune teller, how could he possibly make such a guess?

At that moment, Chen Yang and Yuan Zhou began to fight.

Chen Yang's taekwondo was indeed not weak, with each kick executed cleanly and with great showmanship.

Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, sank into his hips, with his palms overlapping, front and back—it was clear he was a master of boxing technique.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Lin Yuanyuan blinked and asked.

Li Xiaoyao had a good understanding of Xuan Country's kung fu, being a master of boxing techniques himself, especially skilled in Tai Chi. Just by seeing Yuan Zhou's opening pose, he immediately determined it was Bagua Fist.

"Bagua Fist."

While they were talking, Chen Yang already launched a side kick, the whoosh of his leg cutting through the air with formidable strength, aiming straight for Yuan Zhou's temple.

Yuan Zhou pushed forward with his palm, moving with it, sticking close to Chen Yang's lower leg as if intending to deflect the kick's power.

A sneer crept onto Chen Yang's face. The next moment, his side-kicking leg had already made intimate contact with Yuan Zhou's palm.

Yuan Zhou's expression shifted slightly. He hadn't expected the strength behind Chen Yang's kick to be so immense; he found it challenging to withstand, retreating several rapid steps to dissipate the force.

Li Xiaoyao merely took a few glances before he knew that Yuan Zhou was no match for Chen Yang.

True to his judgment, after about five minutes of exchange, Yuan Zhou was kicked in the stomach by Chen Yang, turning pale as he fell to the ground.

Lin Yuanyuan pursed her lips, "What kind of Bagua Fist is this? It sounds impressive, but it can't withstand a single blow."

Li Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "The skill is not refined; he hasn't grasped the essence of Bagua Fist at all."

On the stage, Chen Yang stood with his hands behind his back, towering over Yuan Zhou with the air of a master, saying, "What martial arts family? That's all they amount to!"

Yuan Zhou's face turned a mix of green and white, looking terribly unsightly.

But a loss was a loss, he could find no excuse.

"A bet is a bet, I will transfer the fifty thousand Xuan Country Currency to you," Yuan Zhou said and then proceeded to walk off the stage. Just before stepping down, he added, "Next time, I will definitely defeat you!"

Chen Yang laughed disdainfully, standing on the stage and watching Yuan Zhou pack up dejectedly to leave, feeling incredibly self-satisfied.

Chen Yang relished the sensation of being the center of attention; it was a feeling he found most gratifying.

His gaze swept across the crowd and landed on Li Xiaoyao below. He then noticed Lin Yuanyuan beside Li Xiaoyao and couldn't help but brighten up.

"How come I've never seen such a beautiful woman in school before?"

"Could she be that guy's woman?"

"Hmph, a hillbilly from the countryside worthy to sit beside a beauty like her?"

"Wait till I humiliate him thoroughly up here and then take this woman away from his side."

With such thoughts in mind, Chen Yang suddenly stretched out his hand towards Li Xiaoyao, then crooked his finger, adopting a condescending tone, "You've fought my friend, I'll give you a chance. If you can withstand ten moves in my hands, I'll let you go!"

Li Xiaoyao looked at Chen Yang with an odd expression in his eyes, shook his head, stood up, and then said something that shocked everyone.

"Since you're asking for it, I won't be polite."

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