"I'll be your opponent." A voice sounded. It was Feng Yi speaking, but looking at his physique, could he survive a punch from his opponent? After all, even a chubby guy has a few pounds of fat to take a blow, Feng Yi's restrained burst of power was met with severe doubt from the onlookers.

Gu Ba's cracked lips revealed two rows of white teeth... He was not afraid of anyone stepping onto the stage, he was afraid of no one showing up at all, he wanted to take his vengeance back, "Yet another idiot? Haha, is this entire club full of idiots? At least that woman who founded the club seems to have some self-awareness."

"What an audacious remark. Is it your forte to bestow humiliation on a burdened woman, or is it the norm among members of the Disciplinary Committee..." Feng Yi slowly walked up onto the ring as he shook his head. His hair danced around his body, swept by an unseen wind. He questioned the entire Disciplinary Committee, offending one and all.

This dude is domineering, openly challenging the Disciplinary Committee. But his action was too reckless. While people were rooting for Feng Yi, they could not help but worry about his predicament. By stepping onto the ring with such tough words, he was effectively cornering himself. Judging from his manners and expression, he was definitely not like that chubby guy who would turn tail and run after making a noise.

"Get lost, like a worm, I can give you one last chance." Gu Ba was afraid that his opponent would back down and made it clear that he was going for the winner-takes-all approach.

"Run...?" Feng Yi found the word quite amusing. Throughout his life, he had always been slogging on the brink of life and death. Be it in battles or acquiring knowledge, he was never willing to compromise his perseverance. Besides, how many people in the federation could dare to belittle him in single combat? It was an insult to a soldier.

Feng Yi stepped into the ring without uttering another word, faintly testing the air with his skin... he just stood there calmly, giving an impression of tranquility, like a lakeside. His upright body seemed defenseless yet also like an invincible rock, giving a confusing impression of invincibility.

The assault he intended to launch instantly vanished. Gu Ba seemed to sense something. The calm lake was, in fact, filled with tumultuous undercurrents. More importantly, once he engaged, he knew that it could transform into a deadly weapon in the blink of an eye. Being an experienced martial artist, he could sense it, causing a cold sweat to drip from his forehead.

Indeed, that was a kind of atmosphere, a restrained one, just like the strong aura that emanated from the super-mercenaries in the Freedom Port of Maraca. Even though Feng Yi hadn't manifested his aura to suppress his opponent, Gu Ba could clearly feel an unprecedented pressure!

The spectators had already become quiet. Even the disciplinary committee members had their brows furrowed. In this tense atmosphere, only the sound of people's breathing could be heard, it felt like a pin dropping would have been out of place.

Frustrated under the enormous pressure, Gu Ba eventually made his move. His solid fist launched with a swift gust of wind, stopping just short of Feng Yi's face, unable to advance any further. He quickly retracted his fist. He could tell that his opponent wasn't too slow to dodge, but rather felt that such a mighty attack posed no threat, so he did not choose to counter.

Flurry kicks, knee strikes, knife hands, Gu Ba quickly spun around Feng Yi, launching countless assaults. Yet every time he was about to make contact, he withdrew due to a sense of foreboding, as if landing a hit would result in unimaginable consequences.

Hmph, just bluffs, the opponent is just putting on airs. A few disciplinary committee members in the back flashed an undisguised contempt.

During this time, Gu Ba was slowly identifying weaknesses in an attempt to land successful blows. Was he overthinking? As a martial artist, his intuition should not be wrong, but there are exceptions to everything. He had gradually let his guard down and decided to launch a verbal assault along with his continued physical attack: "Can you keep up with my actions, or are you just a puppet who can't even see where I am?"

Gu Ba's words were not without reason, his movements were indeed amazing. Even Sheng Qiangwei could barely keep up with him, let alone an average person. To the average person, the images reflected on their retinas would only be blurry afterimages. As a warrior known for his speed, he had undoubtedly pushed his advantage to its extreme.

"Heh heh, I'm right, aren't I? You're just a poser." Gu Ba does not seem to fear Feng Yi at all now. He figures the guy was probably just a mental ability user, hence the invisible pressure. He wanted to play with him and ultimately defeat him.

Murmurs from the audience suggest that they can't bear to watch the inevitable rout. Was this guy one of Sheng Qiangwei's suitors? It's a pity he's a fairly handsome bloke. There's plenty more fish in the sea, he doesn't have to walk to his death.

The disciplinary committee members in the back seats watched the game with various expressions. Some were gloating over the misfortune, others were bored, some simply turned up to accompany their friends and never glanced at the stage. Most of the disciplinary committee members did not pay any attention to Feng Yi and fully focused on Gu Ba, wanting to know what other tricks he possessed.

"Here it comes!" No one knew which disciplinary member spoke, but as the words were spoken, Gu Ba on the stage, sprinting at a rapid pace, suddenly paused. He lifted his arm as if he wanted to envelop his opponent in a hug...

Is this Gu Ba's infamous Suffocation Lock? It was common knowledge that Disciplinary Committee members each had their unique skills. Everyone had heard of Gu Ba's killing move, but no one had witnessed it in person. He didn't get much of a chance with the chubby guy, who had kept him at arm's length with some sleazy tactics. Now, it seemed as if Gu Ba wanted to vent all his anger on Feng Yi.

Even some members who were inclined to the Disciplinary Committee found it hard to continue watching. With Gu Ba's lock in place, his opponent wouldn't even be able to shout a surrender. Could this cost Feng Yi's life?

In the blink of an eye, Gu Ba had pinned down Feng Yi's upper body. He intended to lock his opponent's body with his limbs, but strangely he found that his power could not shake Feng Yi at all. Feng Yi stood firm as if rooted to the ground, giving Gu Ba the illusion of trying to stop a towering tree.

The dozen or so disciplinary committee members paid no heed to Feng Yi. Gu Ba's nearly 2-meter tall figure had completely overshadowed him.

Gu Ba intended to throw a punch. Suddenly, he found his opponent disappearing before him...

Feng Yi moved quickly, not giving Gu Ba any time to react. Taking advantage of Gu Ba's attempt to grapple him, he turned and was almost within Gu Ba's chest. Suddenly, he twisted his body and threw Gu Ba over his shoulder with a swift and precise move. He then immediately halted his movement and stood still.

The disciplinary committee members in the back saw Gu Ba's hulking figure hurling towards them. The change came too suddenly. Thud! Gu Ba heavily slammed into the reinforced wall tens of metres away with a dull thud and slumped down unconscious.

What just happened? Not even a second had passed since Gu Ba made his move.

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