At this moment, Yang Fei grabbed his collar, exhaled loudly, and suddenly lifted him into the air.

The big man wanted to struggle, but Yang Fei pressed the Fengchi Acupoint at the back of his head, making him unable to move.

Yang Fei twirled and threw the big man out.

Bam!

The big man's body, as massive as a bear's, smashed directly onto his powerful motorcycle, tumbling both man and machine to the ground.

The big man fell, dizzy and disoriented, but managed a kip-up maneuver to flip himself upright.

However, Yang Fei's Gang Yuan Qi penetrated his Fengchi Acupoint and Dazhui acupoint, rendering his limbs uncontrollable.

He had just flipped upright, only to collapse back to the ground, appearing quite embarrassed.

Yang Fei stood at the clinic door, seeing the big man so embarrassingly tripped, couldn't help but chuckle.

He suddenly realized that using the method of the Xuantian Nine Needles to stimulate the acupoints, combined with martial arts fighting, had miraculous effects.

The big man finally stood up with difficulty, with peculiar eyes, walked over to Yang Fei, and stood about three meters away from him, his expression a mixture of admiration and surprise.

"Bastard, I never thought you, a pretty boy, would have such strength."

Yang Fei laughed heartily, deliberately putting on a serious face: "Bastard, you big guy, your strength is also not small."

In fact, the big man's strength was more than just not small; it was simply innate divine strength.

If not for encountering Yang Fei, who practiced Elephant Extreme, when it came to strength, even True Martial Masters would not be the big man's match.

However, if the big man were to fight with True Martial Masters, he would absolutely not be their equal.

The big man found Yang Fei's words amusing, couldn't help but laugh loudly, suddenly shouting into the distance.

"Brothers, if you don't come out now, I'm being beaten to shit!"

The big man shouted loudly, and five or six motorcycles came rushing from afar, forming a staggered formation.

In the middle was a woman, with long hair blowing in the wind, yet her delicate face was covered with a black eye patch.

You could vaguely see a slanted scar on the lower part of her cheek.

The woman wore a red long cloak, with a chest plate at the back, the ample bosom seemed ready to burst out of her clothes.

Behind her, five big men all in camouflage suits, carrying rifles, and had either daggers or short knives hanging from their waists, looking very fierce.

Five or six motorcycles rushed to the big man's side, the big man rubbed his Pi Gu, moving his limbs, appearing very embarrassed.

The woman snorted, her eyes coldly looking at the clinic.

"Confirmed? That little girl is here?"

The big man grimaced, appearing quite pained.

"How would I know? I haven't gone in yet, I got thrown out by that guy, bastard is really tough."

The woman snorted, her eyes coldly staring at Yang Fei.

"Heavenly Fire Sect is doing business here, non-members must avoid. Boy, are you certain you want to offend the Heavenly Fire Sect?"

Yang Fei saw the woman's brazen look, felt annoyed, and snorted coldly.

"I don't know any Heavenly Fire or Earth Fire, I'll count to ten, if you don't leave, don't blame me for being unfriendly."

When he said this, everyone booed loudly.

This boy has a lot of strength, but he's not a True Martial Master.

But the woman had already reached the True Martial Realm, she could handle him with a mere wave of hand.

"Damn, this guy is so arrogant!"

"Let me teach him, count to ten, if I can't beat him down, today I'll treat everyone to a good time at Merry King's golden den!"

"Bah, what's so special about ten counts, I only need five."

"Stop talking, the boss hasn't made a move yet, none of you are qualified."

...

A group of people were chatting brazenly, loudly, none of them had any regard for Yang Fei.

The woman was staring intently at Yang Fei, yet Yang Fei seemed oblivious to the crowd's comments and was already counting.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."

In the eyes of the crowd, this guy was simply too audacious.

Among the five or six, two were True Martial Masters, the others were masters of Gan Strength Super God.

Though they couldn't clearly see this guy's Martial Arts Realm, they all knew very well.

He didn't have the characteristic of a True Martial Master in his body, at most considered a master of Gan Strength Super God.

Finally, the woman couldn't hold back, snorted, and waved her hand.

"Fourth Brother, go teach him, this kid's strength is great, I'll give you ten breaths to disable him."

A skinny Asian man stood out, quite short but very sturdy, his eyes sparkling like light bulbs.

Yang Fei chuckled, looking Fourth Brother up and down, extended a middle finger, and shook it at him: "You can't do it!"

Fourth Brother smiled sinisterly: "Whether I can or not, we'll see after a fight, let me show you true Taekwondo."

His form suddenly shot forward, like a fierce leopard, charging up, a beautiful high axe kick, like a chopping heavy axe, chopped down towards Yang Fei.

His leg wind stirred the surrounding air, forming a drill-shaped attack arc, the momentum was astonishing.

Bam!

The leg wind exploded like thunder, but Yang Fei remained motionless, seemingly not noticing his fierce attack.

Just about to kick Yang Fei's temple, Yang Fei suddenly raised a hand to block, then pulled back.

Fourth Brother's leg was inexplicably drawn forward, his body staggered forward, executing a big split directly onto the ground.

Bam!

A dull sound on the concrete floor, concrete fragments flew and splashed everywhere.

Fourth Brother's leg was like a big iron whip grinding on water, smashing the ground with astonishing force.

Fourth Brother was stunned, and everyone else was stunned. Even though his kick was incredibly powerful, how did it inexplicably miss?

Fourth Brother reacted extremely quickly, one leg missed, immediately performing a Dragon Coil, spiraling in place, trying to stand up.

However, just then, a dull sound, Yang Fei executed a high axe kick, striking from overhead.

Only the sound of thunder in the air, the whirlpool of air with Yang Fei's high axe kick, forming a sharp, fierce attack arrow.

Fourth Brother was in shock, he himself was a master of Gangjin, famously skilled in Taekwondo kicks, a real Taekwondo master.

This high axe kick, he had practiced for over ten years, and already believed he'd pushed the power of this move to the limit.

But he didn't expect the same move displayed by Yang Fei immediately doubled its power.

Bam!

A dull sound, Yang Fei's high axe kick, like a battle axe, struck Fourth Brother's shoulder.

Fourth Brother couldn't rise from the split in time, was pressed down by Yang Fei's leg on his shoulder, his body was completely pinned to the ground.

His leg tendon tore, he screamed in pain, couldn't even stand up.

Fourth Brother was a master of Gan Strength Super God, suddenly shouted loudly, tried to lift Yang Fei's leg, but it didn't move at all, as if held down by a 36,000-jin Jingu Bang, unable to budge.

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