The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 175 - 0175: Ancient Martial Arts Ultimate Technique

Chapter 175: Chapter 0175: Ancient Martial Arts Ultimate Technique

In street fights, the most taboo thing is to be attacked from both front and back.

Generally, the approach is to find a breakthrough, take down one opponent first, then use footwork to create distance for combat.

But Long Fei wasn’t like that; his towering height of six feet stood out among the gangsters, just like a crane among chickens.

In his hands, he executed the genuine Eight Trigrams Palm.

When Great Devil Zhou Zhenglong first sparred with him, he was eventually forced to use his killer move, the Eight Trigrams Cloud-Dispelling Palm.

With this move, Zhou Zhenglong could conjure up eight palm shadows.

When struck, it was as though eight people were simultaneously delivering a palm strike.

Above that, he could even transform it into sixty-four palm imprints.

In the history of the Eight Trigrams School, only a very few ancestors had been able to achieve this level.

Today, Long Fei gave them a demonstration, intentionally trying to intimidate them, so that these gangsters would refrain from harassing them in the future.

With both his hands channeling energy, he fiercely struck outward.

You could visibly see sixty-four Eight Trigrams palm imprints thunderously unleashing in all directions.

Before the gangsters’ weapons could even hit, a powerful force struck them, sending more than a dozen of them flying outwards.

Thump, thump, thump—suddenly, over a dozen people were rolling on the ground.

The small-time gangsters screamed in agony, clutching their bodies, some even spitting out blood.

The scene fell into eerie silence, as if everyone were watching a movie.

Figures like Sixth Master Tan, Ma Kui, and Jin Hu, who had been in the underworld for many years, were all stunned in place.

Their mouths hung open, their cigarettes dropping to the ground.

Long Fei’s actions were truly not something ordinary people could witness.

Mad Dog broke out in a cold sweat, trembling as he stared at Long Fei and stammered, "Ancient Martial Arts Master, you’ve actually reached this level?"

Long Fei furrowed his brow, surprised that Mad Dog could use such a professional term.

He extended a hand, smiling lightly at Mad Dog, "Come on then, let’s see how powerful you are?"

Mad Dog shook his head repeatedly, making eye signals to his subordinates, saying, "No more, I’m not a match for you."

He knew his place very well; their teacher back in school had been a master of this caliber.

Mad Dog, holding his fists in respect, sincerely said, "I was blind not to recognize Mount Tai. I’ve offended Brother Long today; please don’t take it to heart!"

The world of Martial Arts is different from the underworld.

Some rules still hold.

Those who practice martial arts respect strength above all else.

Mad Dog was thoroughly convinced today and dared not show any disrespect to Long Fei.

"You do know some manners!"

Long Fei smiled faintly, waving his hand, "Take your people and go."

"Thank you, Brother Long!"

Mad Dog nodded repeatedly, summoning his followers into the car, and they fled in a panic.

The feeling was as if they had lost their souls.

Sixth Master Tan clapped his hands, with Ma Kui and Jin Hu joining in, all admiring, "A young hero emerges, we weren’t wrong about you!"

"Young brother, we admire you!"

They inwardly rejoiced that they had gotten close to Long Fei today.

In the future, if there was an issue, they could communicate with Long Fei.

It was Jin Hu who had asked them over last night; he was interested in Long Fei after losing money gambling.

So he specifically invited Sixth Master Tan and Ma Kui to find out more about Long Fei’s background.

Now they had seen for themselves that Long Fei was not one of them; he was a person from the Martial Arts World.

Such a person was bound to soar in the future.

Long Fei thanked them, and indeed, there wasn’t much to talk about with them. After exchanging pleasantries, he left with Wang Xiaoya and the others.

Ma Kui wiped his cold sweat and asked Sixth Master Tan a question, "Sixth Master, do you think Brother Long’s move just now could match up to your Ninth Master’s?"

Sixth Master Tan shook his head, "Don’t know, but for sure he’s stronger than the three of us old guys."

Ma Kui and Jin Hu both laughed, and with their own lackeys, they went their separate ways.

From that day on, the Martial Arts World had one more legend.

In the Citroën car, Su Yiyi sat in the passenger seat, while Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya were seated in the back.

All three women seemed to have lost their souls, silent and sullen-faced.

Long Fei cleared his throat a couple of times and asked them, "Can you say something to lighten the mood, please?"

Lin Shanshan joked, "We dare not, in case you hit us."

Su Yiyi and Wang Xiaoya chuckled, which greatly eased the atmosphere.

Su Yiyi praised, "Brother Long, you seem even more powerful than before. When we ’dated’ back then, you couldn’t take down a dozen punks with a single palm!"

Long Fei glanced at Wang Xiaoya and quickly corrected, "Nonsense, that wasn’t a ’date,’ just friends hanging out for fun!"

Su Yiyi muttered, "It’s all the same."

Long Fei slapped his head and said to Wang Xiaoya, "She misspoke, don’t get the wrong idea."

Wang Xiaoya hugged her arms and gave him a cold look, too sore below to bother with him.

The car eventually passed by the Eighth Middle School; Su Yiyi wanted to continue with Long Fei, but he forcefully sent her into the school.

He took out ten thousand cash from the car, stuffed it into Su Yiyi’s bag, and declared, "Here’s some living expenses, buy clothes if you need, eat if you need. Brother Long is rich now, this amount is nothing to me."

Su Yiyi stared with wide eyes, and before she could say anything, Long Fei got back into the car, waving as he left.

Ten thousand yuan, Su Yiyi had never seen so much money in her life.

She clutched her bag, too scared to even walk. After thinking it over, she decided to deposit it in the bank first.

Wang Xiaoya stared at Long Fei surprised, thinking that he was being far too generous with this young girl.

If she hadn’t seen wrong just now, it seemed like Long Fei gave her over ten thousand yuan in one go.

Wang Xiaoya deliberately stirred things up in the front, "Sister Little Ya, isn’t Brother Long very generous?"

Wang Xiaoya took a deep breath, her mind a bit dazed.

Lin Shanshan continued, "He’s a billionaire now, quite wealthy!"

"Can you stop talking nonsense?"

Long Fei glared at her, then turned to explain to Wang Xiaoya, "Yesterday I won some money playing cards, and Yiyi’s father helped me a lot. So, giving her some money is to thank her father."

Wang Xiaoya was surprised, "You’ve met her father?"

Long Fei scratched his head, "It’s a long story, I met her dad at the driving school, not the kind of meeting you’re thinking of!"

He knew that Wang Xiaoya must be thinking that he went to meet her father for a marriage proposal.

Wang Xiaoya stared at him, not believing a word he said now.

When they got to the urban village, Long Fei wanted to take her home.

She wouldn’t allow it, instructing Lin Shanshan to send her back to her complex.

After getting out of the car, Long Fei stood behind shouting, "Little Ya, listen to my explanation!"

"Don’t talk to me!"

Wang Xiaoya didn’t even glance at him and trotted upstairs.

Lin Shanshan gloated in the car, "Brother-in-law, do you want to chase after her?"

Long Fei gave her a look, got into the car and grumbled, "Can’t you go one day without causing me trouble?"

Lin Shanshan protested, "I haven’t caused trouble, I’m just telling the truth! You’re actually a billionaire now, and I’m hoping you’ll invest in me!"

"I’m not investing in you, crazy girl!"

Long Fei was so annoyed he felt his teeth ache; he took out his phone, intending to cozy up to Wang Xiaoya.

Then, Lin Shanshan’s sister called again.

Seeing the number, Long Fei’s head was struck by a bolt of frustration.