Second update,
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Qin Fang was now a near Level 3, less than 100 Experience Points away from leveling up—an easy threshold to cross. His skills in combat had beco incredibly fierce; dealing with a small fry at Level 2 posed no difficulty for him at all.
It was precisely for this reason that Qin Fang didn't bother to stoop to Du Wei's level. However, so people just couldn't see the light and genuinely considered themselves "the best under the heavens," foolishly seeking punishnt.
"You... I'm going to kill you!"
Accustod to being overbearing, Du Wei was never soone to reason with. He already found Qin Fang extrely irritating, and having been slapped hard in front of so many people just now, he felt the burning pain on his cheek and beca enraged to the extre.
Looking at Qin Fang, who was as calm as ever, and feeling the scornful attitude coming from him, Du Wei could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. With a roar, he imdiately charged toward Qin Fang; his eyes turned blood red, clearly exhibiting his ferocious wrath.
"Stop it, Du Wei..."
Wen Yan was still astonished at how the seemingly weak Qin Fang could slap the burly Du Wei when she heard Du Wei's roar and saw him charging toward Qin Fang again. With utmost urgency, she shouted, her face filled with panic and tears welling up in her eyes.
"Step aside..."
Seeing the irate Du Wei charging towards him, Qin Fang's pupils constricted slightly. He imdiately told Tang Feifei and Xiao Muxue standing beside him, signaling them to pull Wen Yan away as well.
"Be careful..."
The two won didn't hesitate. After taking a look at the raging Du Wei and then at Qin Fang, they whispered a warning and moved away from his side, also pulling away the nearly weeping Wen Yan.
Once the three won had stepped away, the space around Qin Fang seed much emptier but it also granted him more freedom. At that mont, Du Wei's fist was already aiming for Qin Fang's face.
Boom~~
As Du Wei's fist was re inches away from Qin Fang's face, everyone couldn't help but gasp. Such a fierce punch aid at the face could easily smash the nasal bone into fracture.
A muffled sound rang out, and everyone involuntarily closed their eyes, as if fearing the sight of the bloody scene, with so skittish girls screaming.
"Is that all the strength you've got?"
Just then, they heard Qin Fang's indifferent voice.
Everyone looked over and saw that with less than five centiters to Qin Fang's nose, Du Wei's fist was actually blocked by Qin Fang's palm: the two caught in a deadlock, Du Wei's face filled with astonishnt, yet incapable of advancing his fist even a centiter further.
However, Du Wei was not the type to back down easily. Seeing one of his fists blocked and practically standing face-to-face with Qin Fang, he almost subconsciously delivered a knee strike aid at the most vulnerable part of a man.
"See how you die..."
With a fierce expression, Du Wei said in a chilling and nacing tone as he stood before Qin Fang.
But before Du Wei could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his knee, and even his entire thigh, as if struck by a heavy object. His face twitched, no longer able to stand and confront Qin Fang, and he jumped back, staring at Qin Fang across from him in surprise.
Qin Fang's hand was empty, and it seed it was his other hand that had blocked Du Wei's knee.
But...
"It felt as if it was hit by so kind of stick?"
A question erged in Du Wei's mind. The impact he'd just experienced was not light, as if he'd been hit by a stick, causing his entire thigh to go instantly numb.
Yet Qin Fang's hands were completely devoid of any such object; they were empty, which confounded him.
"You are no match for ... stop wasting your energy!"
Qin Fang simply stood there, watching Du Wei. He didn't take the opportunity to counterattack while the other was catching his breath and instead offered a piece of genuine, albeit slightly pretentious, advice.
"Dream on..."
But Du Wei was obdurate and would not concede until he achieved his goal. The pain in his thigh quickly subsided, and he promptly moved and swung his fist at Qin Fang once more.
Qin Fang couldn't help but shake his head. Du Wei was truly overestimating himself, lacking any self-awareness. Qin Fang almost wanted to slap him down then and there, but glancing over at Wen Yan, who seed very worried, he hesitated and decided not to strike too hard.
However, Du Wei was far from courteous like Qin Fang. His fists pounded viciously, complented by knee strikes, elbow jabs, and claws, using almost every technique he could think of, leaving Qin Fang both bemused and amused.
Qin Fang struck with an air of easy nonchalance, constantly stepping backward, yet no matter whether Du Wei threw a punch, a kick, an elbow strike, or a knee ram, Qin Fang always deflected the attack casually with a single slap.
The gap between the two n was too starkly evident. Even the bystanders could tell and all believed that if Qin Fang counterattacked, he could definitely knock the tall and burly Du Wei flat to the ground.
"Dammit, is this guy brain dead or what? He obviously can't win yet he's shalessly clinging on..."
"Exactly! So shaless..."
"I heard this guy's from the Physical Education Institute and he's also the vice president of the Martial Arts Association..."
"A loser like him can be the vice president? Then wouldn't our handso junior brother dean himself by becoming the president of the Martial Arts Association?"
"..."
Various comnts circulated, but the majority were about Du Wei's overestimation and shaless behavior, which made his already unsightly face turn even more ashen.
But at this ti, he couldn't let go. Since he was already being cursed at, he might as well be thick-skinned to the end and beco even more aggressive with his moves. He was ready to lose face just to take Qin Fang down.
"This piece of trash can be the vice president?"
From the surrounding discourse, Qin Fang discerned sothing and was astounded that soone like Du Wei could beco a vice president. Did that an the Martial Arts Association had no one else?
Two years ago, Ninghai University's Martial Arts Association was the champion team of the National University Student Martial Arts Championship. Even if they had declined in the past two years, surely they hadn't fallen to such lows?
If it really was this bad, then Qin Fang clearly saw his and Fang Dacheng's decision to join the Martial Arts Association as a mistake, as it was nothing like they had imagined.
"Ah..."
Just then, Du Wei seed to feel too humiliated by Qin Fang's mocking and, like a madman, suddenly spread his arms and charged wildly at Qin Fang.
Considering his posture, he probably intended to use his body's advantage to grapple Qin Fang and take him down, thus gaining an edge. This would at least be better than being toyed with by Qin Fang.
Seeing Du Wei's move, Qin Fang's brow involuntarily furrowed, finding Du Wei a bit too presumptuous.
"Be careful, Qin Fang..."
Tang Feifei and Xiao Muxue, who had been carefree and amused by Qin Fang's calm deanor and were happy for him suddenly showing such skill, knew about his seven days of military training. So, Qin Fang's sudden adeptness didn't surprise them at all.
However, upon noticing Du Wei preparing such a unscrupulous move, they were worried despite knowing Qin Fang could handle it and couldn't help shouting out in concern.
Qin Fang imdiately smiled at them and made an "OK" gesture, reassuring them before turning to face Du Wei.
If Qin Fang had cared to glance at Wen Yan, he would have seen that, just like Tang Feifei and Xiao Muxue, she felt a sense of relief at Qin Fang's gesture, and perhaps Qin Fang would have already taken harsh asures against Du Wei.
Bang~~
At that mont, Du Wei was almost within reach of Qin Fang and nearly managed to grasp Qin Fang's arms, but Qin Fang suddenly lashed out with his leg, kicking fiercely at Du Wei's abdon.
Du Wei hadn't anticipated the ever-defensive Qin Fang to suddenly strike, but now he was sent flying by that very kick, his body turning horizontal and hurtling backward.
Smack~
Du Wei fell hard from mid-air to the solid cent floor, crashing down in a ssy heap, the heavy blow to his abdon seemingly overridden by the pain from the fall.
"Don't push your luck too far... take care of yourself!"
Looking at Du Wei who had taken a hard fall, Qin Fang had not an ounce of pity. Everyone's patience has its limits, and Du Wei had repeatedly challenged his, so it was only right that Qin Fang taught him a lesson.
"You... hiss!"
Far from being grateful, Du Wei tried to struggle to his feet only to be t with a sharp pain in his abdon, excruciating to the point of nearly passing out. The gathered strength for his struggle dissipated instantly and he collapsed back onto the ground with a slap.
Qin Fang had already turned to leave. Hearing the noise, he took a deliberate glance back at Du Wei and saw the rage, defiance, and spite in his eyes. For that, Qin Fang could only shake his head in resignation.
That kick had seed like a regular strike, but Qin Fang had actually used a bit of hidden strength. If Du Wei had just lain there and rested a while, he would have been fine.
But if he insisted on struggling, he would feel considerable pain in his abdon, and for so ti after, his stomach would be extrely uncomfortable. (To be continued. For more, please visit qidian. More chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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