The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 222: Teaching You a Lesson

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Teaching You a Lesson

This "Dongying Agent" made an appearance, causing the male students to boil over once again.

No one had expected to see two of the school beauties here.

Of the four most recently elected beauties of Binhai University, Lin Shanshan accounted for one, and this "Dongying Agent" was another.

Her name was Yamada Kyomi, and she indeed was from Dongying, studying Chinese language and literature at Binhai University.

Long Fei took a deliberate glance at her as he stood with Yang Hao in the middle of the combat area.

Yang Hao extended both hands, taking a stance, and said coldly to Long Fei, "You still have time to admit defeat!"

Long Fei smiled faintly, "The same goes for you."

Yang Hao curled the corner of his mouth and snorted, "Then don’t blame me, it’s your own fault for seeking death!"

With a "ha" sound, he executed a standard Karate attacking move.

His right palm, carrying the wind, was indeed much sharper than those of ordinary Karate students.

Taekwondo emphasizes leg techniques; Karate emphasizes hand techniques.

Actually, both originated from Huaxia martial arts, but they were just given new names in the small country of Dongying.

Originally named Tang Hand, Karate meant hand techniques that came from the Tang Dynasty, and it was inherited from the White Crane Fist.

Later, it was spread to Dongying through Ryukyu, becoming their national essence.

The palm strike that Yang Hao executed seemed to be White Crane Spreads Wings.

The attack was sharp; as he stepped down he harnessed the momentum of his leaping body and swiftly chopped down towards Long Fei’s neck.

Not holding back at all, this strike was so powerful it could suffocate someone on the spot.

Long Fei, however, just shook his head as if watching a three-year-old child making ferocious faces at him.

Before Yang Hao’s right palm could cleave at him, Long Fei abruptly swung his hand like a flash of lightning and slapped Yang Hao’s face.

Yang Hao’s actions, swift as a white crane swooping down on its prey, seemed ten times slower in Long Fei’s eyes.

With a crisp "slap" sound, Long Fei’s right palm struck Yang Hao’s face.

Yang Hao’s body flew out like a kite for three meters and thudded heavily to the ground.

Ni ma!

Everyone gasped in astonishment, standing there dumbfounded with utterly baffled expressions.

They had thought they’d see a few exchanges of moves, but who would have thought Long Fei would knock down Yang Hao with just a slap?

Long Fei hadn’t even moved his feet, and the crowd couldn’t even see clearly how he had struck.

Lin Shanshan bit her lips, thinking that her brother-in-law was a bit too heavy-handed; he should at least have showed a few moves so others wouldn’t think they were cheating.

Li Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Yang Hao’s brags were nothing special after all!

Yang Hao clutched his face, his head buzzing for a long time before he could stand up.

His face flushed with anger, he cursed, "Ni ma, you dare to hit my face, I’ll fight you for life and death!"

Truly enraged, he bellowed out a kick.

He executed a technique resembling White Crane Pecking at Eyes, his hands shaped like claws as he pecked at Long Fei’s eyes.

"A despicable move is coming out!"

Long Fei shook his head, swatting again with his hand.

This time, Yang Hao reacted quickly, raising his hand to block in shock.

But Long Fei’s strikes were extremely fast, and with a "slap", Yang Hao once again flew out like a kite.

Both sides of his face had been struck, instantly swelling like a monkey’s butt.

The surrounding people had thought they would see an exciting fight, but it turned out that Yang Hao was just sticking his face out to be hit.

"So that’s all his ability amounts to?"

"What Karate champion, he’s not even as good as me?"

"Are these two guys acting here, deliberately conning our money?"

A crowd of people discussed fervently, their faces filled with disbelief.

Yamada Kyomi, however, frowned, looking surprised as she took in Long Fei.

Yang Hao rolled on the ground for a while, covering his face as he climbed up, the rage in his heart reaching its peak.

He shouted at his underlings, almost roaring, "What are you dazing at, kill him for me!"

"Kill him!"

"Go!"

"Let’s all take him down together!"

A group of members from the Karate Club nodded blankly, and after snapping out of it, they all rushed at Long Fei, swearing as they went.

Ha yi!

Ha yi!

They swung their fists and kicked, each adopting a fighting stance.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and Yang Hao couldn’t care less about saving face. After being slapped around until he lost his bearings, now he could only rely on outnumbering Long Fei to bring him down.

Only the victor has the right to speak.

Long Fei’s mouth curved into a smile; he remained unhurried as he swung his hand, slapping the group with a series of smacks.

This time, he put a bit more force into it.

With a loud smack, he sent those surrounding him flying, knocking out several teeth from each of them.

In a short time, more than a dozen members of the Karate Club were down on the ground, rolling around and howling in pain, clutching their faces.

Now, no one dared to say they were just acting; hell, their mouths were bleeding.

Yang Hao swallowed hard as he stared at Long Fei, not expecting the guy to be so fierce, like beating children.

Long Fei stared at him and sneered, "How about that, not bad for a Huaxia martial arts move, eh?"

Yang Hao retreated in fear, shouting continuously, "What kind of martial arts is this? It’s clearly just street thug fighting! I don’t accept this—even if I lose, I won’t accept it!"

"You sure are tough-mouthed!"

Long Fei chuckled and stopped in front of a punching bag.

This bag was two meters away from Yang Hao.

He slammed his palm down forcefully onto the bag.

A fierce gust spread out and, with a bang, sent Yang Hao flying two meters away.

Striking across a mountain!

A crowd of onlookers’ jaws dropped as they all stood frozen in place.

This palm technique was nothing short of magical.

Yamada Kyomi also clenched her fists, silently exclaiming in amazement, not expecting to encounter a master like Long Fei here.

Yang Hao rolled on the ground, his belly churning, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Long Fei smirked, "Do you recognize this martial arts move now?"

Yang Hao was close to tears; he was nowhere near Long Fei’s level and didn’t dare to deny it.

He nodded in frustration, too ashamed to show his face as he lay on the ground.

Only then did Long Fei let him be and, accompanied by Lin Shanshan and Li Wenwen, walked away.

The onlookers quickly made way for him, fearing they’d be hit if they didn’t move fast enough.

Especially the members of the Taekwondo Club, who had just been talking big, now kept slapping their own mouths.

The move Long Fei used just now would probably have been too much for even their former club president, Pu Jie, to handle.

Lin Shanshan made a small fortune and waved her phone joyfully at everyone, "Thanks, everyone. Next time I get the chance, I’ll run the bets again!"

The crowd groaned; they all wished they had bet on Long Fei.

After Long Fei and the others left, they quickly went to check on the punching bag.

The bag was undamaged, in perfect condition.

Yet Yang Hao had been seriously injured, which was really strange.

Back at the school, Li Wenwen asked curiously, "Brother Long, do you really know the ’Striking across a mountain’ technique?"

Long Fei laughed it off, "What ’Striking across a mountain’? It was just a little trick!"

He had merely feigned a hit on the punching bag, a deceptive move meant to impress that "Dongying Agent."

In reality, he had just released his Essential Qi to knock down Yang Hao.

Of course, he did understand the actual ’Striking across a mountain’ technique.

He had used it several times already on Wang Xiaoya in recent days.

Long Fei thought mischiefly for a moment and gave Li Wenwen a meaningful smile.

Lin Shanshan laughed, "Forget about the ox; I’ve made quite a bit of extra cash. I’ll treat you guys to a good meal!"