The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 483: Instructor Ning, make your move!_1

Chapter 483: Chapter 483: Instructor Ning, make your move!_1

Kong Dashan felt an overwhelming sense of shame, wishing he could just crawl into a hole. Having just been so arrogant, he was now harshly slapped in the face.

Moreover, it wasn’t just his face that was lost, but the face of the Phoenix Squad and the nation as well!

To make matters worse, they even seized the opportunity to call them the "Sick Men of East Continent!"

That was an eternal wound for Huaxia, the greatest insult!

He wanted to fight back, but he was severely injured and simply incapable of stepping onto the stage anymore.

When the other members of the Phoenix Special Combat Team heard this, they too were filled with rage.

How could they possibly endure this?

"You piece of trash, what the hell did you say!"

"Little devil, you’re courting death!"

"I’ll fight you!"

Whether it was Team A or Team B, all were blazing with fury, and they could no longer care about whether it was a fair fight or not. They charged one after another, eager to cut down this vile enemy!

"Haha, come on, come on!"

Matsushima Ichita laughed, his eyes filled with mockery and cruelty, as he welcomed all challengers.

As an instructor of the Rising Sun Combat Team, although arrogant, his combat power was indeed extraordinary.

The members of the Phoenix Special Warfare Team were no match for him. Each member rushing up could only last a few moves before getting hurled out of the ring.

Commander Wang’s face turned livid with anger, but he was in a position where he couldn’t lash out.

After all, this was a normal sparring session, and losing left no room for complaint.

"Hahaha, weaklings!"

"Trash! Sick Men of East Continent!"

"With your capabilities, you’re not even worthy to be the opponents of our Sakura Country!"

On the stage, Matsushima Ichita was wildly arrogant.

Ning Fan’s expression turned unsightly as he prepared to step onto the stage to teach this guy a lesson.

Who would have known that right at that moment, Yuan Wugang returned from his escape.

"Hmm? What’s going on?"

Yuan Wugang was taken aback as he looked at the Phoenix Special Combat Team members sprawled on the ground and then at the little devil standing triumphantly on the stage, guessing what had transpired.

At that moment, Kong Dashan caught sight of the returning Yuan Wugang and his face immediately brightened with joy.

"Commander Wang, this is Baji Gate’s top disciple Yuan Wugang, the candidate I’ve invited to be the instructor. I’ve already retired, otherwise, well, why not let him fight Matsushima Ichita."

"If he wins, let him be the instructor of the Phoenix Special Combat Team!"

"Rest assured, he will surely win!"

"Okay!" What else could Commander Wang say?

It wasn’t just about Yuan Wugang; anyone who could defeat Matsushima Ichita was fit to be the instructor!

With Commander Wang’s support, Kong Dashan quickly approached Yuan Wugang.

"Mr. Yuan, you must defeat him. Once you do, you’ll be the instructor of the Phoenix Squad!"

Yuan Wugang didn’t expect such good fortune and immediately nodded.

"Matsushima Ichita, I’ve already taken the position of instructor, and I’ve long since retired. Defeating me counts for nothing. This man here is our new instructor; if you can defeat him, then you can talk about skill."

Only then did Kong Dashan speak to Matsushima Ichita in the ring.

In his heart, Yuan Wugang was much more capable than Ning Fan. He was certain that Yuan Wugang could defeat Matsushima Ichita.

"Hmm? He’s also an instructor?"

Matsushima Ichita looked surprised, his face filled with disdain as he beckoned to Yuan Wugang with a flick of his finger.

"Fine, it doesn’t matter who the instructor is. Come on then, the outcome will be the same."

"How arrogant!"

"Witness the special move of Baji Gate!"

Yuan Wugang snorted coldly and leapt up, stirring up a great wind as he launched an attack with Iron Mountain Lean.

This strike was thunderous and impressive, causing all onlookers to light up.

But in the next second, everyone was stunned.

Matsushima Ichita delivered a clean, swift sidekick, directly sending Yuan Wugang flying!

As fast as Yuan Wugang had charged onto the stage, that’s how quickly he was sent flying off of it!

"..."

Everyone’s faces turned dark.

This must be a joke...

He was even worse than Kong Dashan, defeated in a single move?

"Hahaha, this is your new instructor? He’s too weak!"

Matsushima Ichita burst into laughter.

Members of the Rising Sun Combat Team were also laughing hysterically, pointing at the Phoenix Squad members and jeering nonstop.

Yuan Wugang himself was completely dumbfounded.

How could this damned devil be so strong?

Commander Wang’s face was as dark as Bao Qingtian’s; if it weren’t for his official position, he would have liked to go up there himself.

Mu Wanqing’s pretty face flushed with anger, but she was helpless. Matsushima Ichita was much stronger than the captain, Yamamoto Takerou, and she was not his match either.

The team members also felt deeply humiliated, clenching their fists tightly.

If today’s events were to spread, there would be no need for the Phoenix Special Warfare Team to compete in Sakura Country.

Wait a minute!

There was still Instructor Ning!

All eyes instinctively turned to Ning Fan.

"Instructor Ning, please take action!"

"Show that little Japanese a lesson, Instructor!"

"Give them a good thrashing!"

In fact, Ning Fan had long wanted to step in, but with Kong Dashan jumping around and insisting on fighting, he couldn’t stop him.

"Him? You think defeating Yamamoto Takerou makes you strong? Let me tell you, Yamamoto Takerou is just my disciple!"

Matsushima Ichita sneered. He didn’t take Ning Fan seriously at all. "Come on, today I’ll make sure you won’t recognize yourself after I’m done with you. That will show you what being tough truly means!"

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes and stepped onto the stage.

"So that’s your requirement, huh?"

"Good... then I’ll satisfy you."

Ning Fan sneered, for there was nothing he enjoyed more than satisfying others.