Just as Fei Shao unleashed his Dragon Beckoning Hand toward the beautiful Yu Lan, he was suddenly struck by an excruciating pain.
"It hurts so much!" he cried out.
He reached down to feel the area. To his horror, his hand ca back covered in blood, and he even felt sothing that resembled an egg yolk. When Fei Shao saw his own "egg yolk" in his hand, he imdiately collapsed.
Looking at the beautiful woman opposite him, he gasped, "Miss, what did you throw into my pants?"
Yu Lan simply opened an app on her phone, so online marketplace, and pointed to an item called a "Ball-Biter Bug." "Shopkeeper's recomndation," she recited coolly. "Essential for self-defense. Incapacitates the enemy in one move, guaranteed to end their bloodline..."
Hearing such ruthless words from the incomparably beautiful Yu Lan, Fei Shao fainted from the pain.
At the sa ti, Yang Shao was steadily advancing on the lovely Xuelian. With a swift movent, Xuelian pulled a pre-packaged super leech from her pocket and tossed it into Yang Shao's crotch.
As Yang Shao closed in, he smirked. "Beauty, since you can't beat , why don't you let have so fun?"
But the agony of a leech burrowing into one's urethra is not sothing an ordinary person can endure. Yang Shao imdiately leaped into the air, running in frantic circles from the pain.
"Beauty, what did you just throw down my pants?!" he shrieked. "Please, I'm begging you, get it out! It's killing !"
Watching his pathetic display, Xuelian smiled. "Oh, it was nothing. Just a leech."
The mont he heard the word "leech," Yang Shao sat down hard on the ground in a panic. "Beauty, please! I won't ss with you anymore, you can ss with instead! Just help get this leech out of my urethra!"
Seeing him begging for rcy, Xuelian replied helplessly, "Young Master Yang, once a leech enters the body, it requires surgery to remove. Not to ntion, it went into your urethra, which is even more trouble. If things go wrong, you might have to get your little friend amputated..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Shao scrambled to his feet and sprinted away, heading for the hospital off campus.
anwhile, Ba Shao had watched his two cronies get taken out and chased off by the two won. He couldn't help but laugh. "Dammit, Fei Shao, Yang Shao! You two have completely disgraced our title as the Four Great Tyrants! You can't even beat a woman? What a total embarrassnt."
With that, Ba Shao turned his attention to Wang ili. "Beauty, those two are useless, but I'm not. If you know what's good for you, you'll co over here and let your Young Master Ba have a little fun."
As he spoke, he puckered his lips like a suction cup and lunged toward Wang ili's chest. Seeing him approach, Wang ili promptly pulled a miniature Gut-Snatcher Mongrel from her pocket and threw it on the ground.
When Ba Shao saw the tiny dog, he quickly tightened his belt and chuckled. "Beauty, don't think I'm an idiot. I know the other two threw a Ball-Biter Bug and a leech into Fei Shao's and Yang Shao's pants. That's why I've secured my waistband. No matter how hard you try, you can't get anything in there."
He let out a boisterous laugh. I'll definitely be able to pin her down and have my way with her right here!
But just as he was about to grab Wang ili, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his rear. While Ba Shao was reeling in agony, unable to find the source, Ichiro Okamoto, who was standing nearby, exclaid in shock, "Ba Shao, why are your intestines hanging out of your butt?"
When Ba Shao looked down and saw his own intestines outside his body, he imdiately scooped them up from the ground, cradled them in his arms, and ran for the hospital.
As he fled, he lanted, "They say a woman's heart is the most venomous poison. They say won are crueler than n. I never believed it before, but now I do! Won are truly vicious, especially the beautiful ones... They're the most vicious of all!"
Seeing Yu Lan, Xuelian, and Wang ili so easily defeat and chase off Fei Shao, Yang Shao, and Ba Shao, the Assistant's confidence surged.
He faced the last remaining bully, Hu Shao, and taunted, "So, it turns out you Four Great Tyrants are so easy to beat that even won can handle you. Now, it's my turn to shine! Hu Shao, just you wait and see how I'm going to puml you..."
Hearing the Assistant's words and recalling the fate of his three friends, Hu Shao quickly grabbed the waistband of his pants with one hand and clapped his other hand over his rear. "Don't think you're so great just because you threw a few bugs down our pants! I've got my pants pulled tight and my butt covered. Let's see what you can do now!"
Seeing that both of Hu Shao's hands were occupied, the Assistant laughed inwardly. Since both your hands are busy, you can't even defend yourself. Aren't you just letting beat you as I please?
With that thought, the Assistant shot out a left straight, catching Hu Shao square on the nose. He followed up with a right hook that smashed into Hu Shao's mouth.
With blood pouring from his nose and mouth, Hu Shao freed his hands and roared, "You've gone too far! You think I can't beat you?"
But before he could finish his sentence, the Assistant delivered a powerful front kick that sent him tumbling to the ground. The mont Hu Shao fell, the three won nearby quickly tossed their "little pets" toward his crotch. Caught off guard, Hu Shao was imdiately bitten in the family jewels by Yu Lan's Ball-Biter Bug, had a leech from Xuelian's hand wriggle into his urethra, and was gutted from behind by Wang ili's mongrel. With the three-pronged attack, he was utterly defeated before he could even react.
When Ichiro Okamoto saw the infamous Four Great Tyrants being overthrown by the won standing behind Zhao Rong, his eyes widened. "You Huaxia people are completely useless! You need to witness the power of us from the Island Country..."
Ichiro Okamoto struck a pose, ready to challenge Zhao Rong and his group of beauties.
Seeing his posturing, Zhao Rong turned to the won behind him. "Ladies, get your toys out. Throw the bugs."
Hearing that the beauties were about to unleash the Ball-Biter Bug, leech, and miniature mongrel on him, the kimono-clad Ichiro Okamoto imdiately panicked. He clutched his crotch and covered his butt, yelling, "Huaxia people! If you have any guts, let's fight one-on-one! Don't play dirty!"
Zhao Rong burst into laughter. "You jumpy coward from the Island Country! The truth is, the ladies already used up all their bugs. I just wanted to spook you a little. I didn't expect to scare the living daylights out of you..."
Zhao Rong's words sent the won beside him into fits of laughter. Realizing he'd been tricked, Ichiro Okamoto imdiately dropped his hands and assud a karate stance. "Zhao Rong, bring it on! I'll let you taste the power of karate!"
At the ntion of karate, Zhao Rong scoffed. "All the martial arts from your Island Country are derived from our Huaxia's Shaolin Fist. Today, I'll let you have a taste of what the original masters can do!"
Saying this, Zhao Rong seized the initiative, throwing a heavy punch toward Ichiro Okamoto. However, Okamoto ducked his head and managed to evade the blow.
These Huaxia people only have third-rate skills, Okamoto thought with an inward smirk. Did you really think you could take down with a single punch?
But before he could even finish the thought, Zhao Rong's knee shot up from below, striking him squarely in the face. As a level 25 cultivator, the power of Zhao Rong's knee strike was far greater than Okamoto had imagined. The blow not only knocked out a mouthful of his teeth but also shattered his nasal bone.
Sprawled on the ground in agony, Ichiro Okamoto cried out, "Dammit! The Four Great Tyrants lied to ! They said you were a weak, fragile pushover, so I ca with them to beat you up! Who knew you were so strong? Dammit, they played for a fool!"
Looking down at the defeated man, Zhao Rong asked with confusion, "Aren't you a level 29 cultivator? How could you be so weak?"
Hearing this, Ichiro Okamoto staggered to his feet and began to plead. "Grandfather Zhao Rong, please, spare ! Actually, I, Ichiro Okamoto, am a fake! I'm not from the Island Country; I'm a Huaxia person, just like you! I just changed my na to Ichiro Okamoto and started dressing like soone from the Island Country to act cool..."
Zhao Rong was taken aback. He sized the man up and down, then demanded, "Damn it, I hate posers the most. Tell , what's your real na?"
Ichiro Okamoto replied timidly, "Grandfather Zhao Rong, my original surna is Gao, and my given na is Ben. I'm Gao Ben..."
However, due to his thick regional accent, his pronunciation was off. When the na "Gao Ben" reached Zhao Rong's ears, he heard "Okamoto."
Suddenly, Zhao Rong's eyes blazed with fury. He grabbed the man by the collar and roared, "Dammit! And you still claim you're not from the Island Country? Is there anyone in Huaxia with the surna Okamoto?!"
With that, Zhao Rong slapped him across the face three tis, then executed a perfect shoulder throw, slamming him onto the ground flat on his back.
Ichiro Okamoto cried out in pain. He scrambled onto his knees, kowtowing as he tried to explain again. "Grandfather Zhao Rong, you misheard ! My surna is Gao—the 'Gao' in 'lofty and high'! My given na is Ben—the 'Ben' in 'fundantal'! Gao Ben..."
But because of his heavy accent, the na that reached Zhao Rong's ears was still "Okamoto."
"You damn poser from the Island Country!" Zhao Rong cursed. "It seems you won't stop your act until I beat you black and blue..."
He then turned and bellowed to his companion, "Assistant, stand in front of ! I'm about to use a High-tier Mysterious Rank Martial Technique, the Over the Mountain Bull Strike Fist! This guy isn't going to see tomorrow's sun!"
Hearing this, Ichiro Okamoto wailed in agony, "My na is really Gao Ben, not Okamoto..."
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