Feng Na and Cheng Cheng had been asking about Li Yundong’s whereabouts along the way. By the time they reached the school gate, it was exactly during the break between classes. Students poured out of the school buildings facing the gate to stretch their legs, and some even rushed to the general store near the entrance to buy snacks—the atmosphere was incredibly lively.
Cheng Cheng’s eyes were sharp. She nudged Feng Na beside her, pointing toward a spot not far off: “Hey, look who that is.”
Feng Na followed her gaze and saw Zhou Qin and Ding Nan walking toward the school exit, each holding a parasol.
The two girls—one dressed fashionably, radiating sex appeal and confidence, the other in simple attire, youthful and radiant—were like a moving panorama, drawing every eye they passed.
Though Feng Na was considered beautiful, in terms of looks and temperament, she was far behind Zhou Qin. She said with a touch of bitterness, “Why are you looking at her?”
Cheng Cheng seemed utterly puzzled. “Usually, beautiful women prefer to keep an unattractive girl as their companion. Why would Zhou Qin stick with a top beauty like Ding Nan?”
Feng Na sighed. “A beauty like Zhou Qin doesn’t need a foil anymore! Only a wilting flower like me needs a little maid like you to emphasize my own beauty!”
As Feng Na spoke wistfully, she struck a pitiable pose, which made Cheng Cheng burst into laughter.
As the two chatted and laughed, they suddenly heard a commotion erupting from the school gate.
Cheng Cheng followed the sound and immediately jumped up: “Li Yundong!”
Feng Na gasped, startled. She saw a group of thugs charging toward Li Yundong, brandishing iron bars.
Feng Na shrieked immediately: “Li Yundong, run!”
But the moment her voice fell, she saw that Li Yundong was not retreating. Instead, he charged forward, spinning like a windmill—one leg planted, the other swinging like a battle axe—and his Whirlwind Kick sent the closest thug tumbling down.
The Fist Scripture states: The fist is a gateway of two panels; everything relies on the feet to strike men. In combat, the leg is always longer than the hand!
Li Yundong swept his leg out fiercely, kicking a thug square in the chest. Before the thug could even bring his iron bar down on Li Yundong, he flew backward like a sack of grain.
This was the principle: an inch longer, an inch stronger.
After kicking one thug away, Li Yundong didn’t pause. He spun like a top, and with every rotation, he delivered a Whirlwind Kick—and with every kick, another man was sent flying!
The surrounding students, already stunned into silence, only heard the terrifying whooshing of air displaced by the kicks. If they had closed their eyes, they might have imagined a strongman violently swinging an axe!
Feng Na and Cheng Cheng were utterly mesmerized. Cheng Cheng tugged on Feng Na’s arm: “Hey, are you sure this isn’t a martial arts film being shot?”
These thugs had been scheming to cause trouble for Li Yundong under Xie Fei’s command for days. Now that they finally had the chance, they never expected Li Yundong to be so ferocious, as if he were doped up!
Li Yundong’s series of Whirlwind Kicks chilled them to the bone. Some thugs clustered around the periphery, too intimidated to move, constantly stealing glances at their groaning comrades on the ground. Some in their hearts regretted: If we’d known this guy was so tough, we should have brought knives!
Xie Fei stomped his foot in frustration: “What are you waiting for? Attack! There are more of us than him!”
With a shout, the thugs surrounding Li Yundong from all sides rushed in, swinging their iron bars.
Li Yundong gave a cold laugh. The leg techniques he had used against Zhao Yujian surfaced unconsciously in his mind. He immediately stepped forward quickly, lifting one leg high—the sole of his foot reaching above his head—and then brought it down like a battle axe in a fierce chop!
Feng Na gasped: “Battle Axe Down Chop!”
The moment her voice faded, she saw that although the thug had blocked his head with his hands, he was still knocked completely over onto the ground by the blow.
Li Yundong felled one man, and the thugs beside him immediately swarmed in. He instantly spun around, his feet moving in rapid, tiny steps, both feet fluttering like butterflies through blossoms. Thump-thump-thump-thump—a series of dull impacts—and before anyone could see which of Li Yundong’s feet had struck whom, the surrounding thugs were all lying on the ground, moaning miserably.
Cheng Cheng stared, dumbfounded: “I think I recognize that move. Isn’t that Zhao Yujian’s ultimate skill, the Butterfly Flutters Through Flowers Double Kick?”
Feng Na’s face was filled with shock: “This bastard was pretending to be weak all this time! He’s this powerful, yet he claimed he couldn't do Taekwondo!”
Zhou Qin and Ding Nan were also standing nearby, both wide-eyed and speechless. Ding Nan stammered: “So, so strong!”
Although Zhou Qin remained silent, the widening of her eyes clearly betrayed her astonishment.
Zhou Qin had witnessed Li Yundong’s fight with Zhao Yujian before. Back then, Li Yundong was clumsy and completely unable to dodge Zhao Yujian’s fierce attacks, only managing to take him down through sheer brute force.
But after only one day, Li Yundong had suddenly become agile and graceful. Every kick he delivered was both elegant and powerful, every move executed with ease—he appeared even stronger than Zhao Yujian, who had trained in martial arts for many years!
How is this possible? Zhou Qin wondered internally, deeply shocked. He clearly knew nothing about Taekwondo just yesterday!
Although Taekwondo, as the Little Fox had pointed out, naturally has significant flaws, with many open stances and vulnerabilities, making it difficult for real combat, it is visually flashy and attractive. Learning it was absolutely fine for dealing with ruffians.
Zhou Qin had taken up Taekwondo precisely because it offered self-defense, its techniques were showy and appealing, and it also helped maintain physical fitness.
In her view, Zhao Yujian was already quite a skilled master. But now, if Zhao Yujian were to fight Li Yundong again, she doubted Zhao Yujian could withstand even a single move!
Xie Fei stared blankly at his groaning comrades on the ground, then looked at Li Yundong with wide eyes. He would never have believed that the guy they had been chasing like a cornered dog could be this ferocious now!
“You, who exactly are you? State your name!” Xie Fei wanted to retreat, but he couldn't skip the necessary formalities.
Li Yundong sneered: “What does my name matter to you?”
Xie Fei retorted with a sneer: “Good, very good. I see you don’t want to operate in this area anymore!”
Li Yundong figured that since so many people were already fighting, adding one more wouldn't hurt. He gave a cold laugh and started to move forward, but then he heard a loud shout from behind him.
“Screw your mother, move one more time, and I’ll kill her!” Er Lu had somehow circled around to the back of the Little Fox, Su Chan, and suddenly wrapped his arm around her neck, roaring loudly.
Li Yundong turned and saw the scene. Fury instantly erupted in him, a surging heat blazing upward from his chest, and he distinctly heard a popping sound in his sternum, like a cork being pulled from a bottle.
This heat shot from his chest straight to his scalp. His hair stood on end, his eyes bulged with rage, and his entire demeanor became that of a maddened beast. He roared: “Touch one hair on her, and I will tear you into a thousand pieces!”
Li Yundong’s imposing aura terrified the surrounding students, who felt the man before them resembled a towering, enraged tiger, ready to devour someone at any moment!
Er Lu felt a chill down his spine and instinctively wanted to turn and flee. But confident in his hostage, he steadied himself and gave a cold laugh: “I will touch her. What are you going to do about it?”
Seeing the situation pivot, Xie Fei laughed heartily: “Er Lu, well done! Bring that girl back later, and we boys can have some fun!”
Li Yundong was driven mad with anger and was about to charge, when suddenly Su Chan jammed her elbow into Er Lu’s solar plexus. As Er Lu doubled over in pain, Su Chan delivered a high kick—her toe smacked against her own shoulder, launching her foot directly into Er Lu’s forehead, sending him tumbling backward!
Su Chan’s move was clean, swift, and dazzlingly fast. Before anyone could react, Su Chan had already taken down the thug behind her in the blink of an eye.
A collective gasp rose from the crowd: “Holy crap, that move was awesome!” “These two must have trained? One is more ferocious than the other?” “Are we watching a movie? Where’s the camera? Where’s the director?”
Li Yundong hurried to Su Chan’s side, asking anxiously: “Are you alright?”
Su Chan smiled sweetly: “I’m fine!” Then she turned and delivered two more kicks to the fallen Er Lu, aiming deliberately toward his vital areas: “How dare you lay a hand on me! You’re asking to die!”
Some male students nearby saw the targeting and felt a chill, instinctively tightening their legs.
Especially Zhou Yu, who had been part of the original troublemakers; when Su Chan’s gaze fell on him, he instinctively looked away, feeling a sharp, unseen pain twist in his groin.
Li Yundong quickly pulled her back: “Okay, okay, stop. If you injure him seriously, I’m the one who pays the medical bills?”
Finishing that, Li Yundong turned and saw Xie Fei secretly trying to slip away. He immediately erupted in fury, chased after him, grabbed the man with the dyed-gold hair, and snarled: “What did you just say?”
Grabbed by Li Yundong, Xie Fei dared not fight back, only stiffening his neck and shouting: “You dare touch me? Do you know who I am?”
Li Yundong laughed angrily and slapped him across the face: “Who you are is none of my business! What the hell did you just say? Say it again!”
The slap sent one of Xie Fei’s teeth flying out. He roared: “You dared to hit me, you’re dead, you’re finished!”
Li Yundong, enraged, unleashed four rapid slaps—left, right, up, down—that left Xie Fei’s mouth gushing blood and several more teeth knocked out. After finishing, Li Yundong hauled him up and demanded: “What did you say just now? Say it again if you have the guts!”
Xie Fei’s mouth was full of blood, and he mumbled indistinctly: “Good, good! Well-deserved! If you have the guts, just kill me! Otherwise, I’m not done with you!”
At this moment, Li Yundong’s vital energy, essence, and blood were boiling to their absolute peak—the Three Flowers converged at the crown—a time when a man’s courage is highest. And fueled by rage, upon hearing those words, his anger surged, his gall flared, and his palm clamped down hard on the top of Xie Fei’s head. He looked down with a ferocious sneer, his killing intent radiating: “Want to die? That’s easy!”
With that, he prepared to twist Xie Fei’s neck!
Li Yundong had his back to the crowd. No one could see the murderous grimace on his face; they assumed he was only trying to scare Xie Fei. But Xie Fei clearly saw the savage killing intent in Li Yundong’s eyes. He shuddered uncontrollably!
He knew that look too well—it was the gaze one only held when murder was truly intended!
Xie Fei was terrified. He was genuinely scared. No matter his connections or backing, he needed to be alive to see them! This man truly intended to kill him!
He felt Li Yundong’s palm pressing against his skull, a crushing black shadow that seemed to eclipse the very sky above his head. Before his eyes was only the gloom preceding the arrival of death!
Xie Fei’s courage disintegrated, and he soiled himself in terror, screaming hysterically: “No, don’t kill me! I was wrong, I was wrong! Please spare me!”
Li Yundong stopped his hand, fixing Xie Fei with an electric gaze: “You know you were wrong?”
Xie Fei flinched under Li Yundong’s piercing stare and lowered his head: “I know I was wrong. Please let me go this once; I swear I won’t dare come back again.”
Li Yundong wasn't one to push things to the absolute limit. His rage came fast and went fast. He released his grip and stood up, kicking Xie Fei: “Take your men and get lost!”
Xie Fei didn’t dare look at him, only meekly helping his groaning subordinates to their feet. Covering his face with one hand, he prepared to leave.
Watching their retreating backs, Li Yundong called out: “Hey!”
Xie Fei flinched at the sound of his voice and turned back tremblingly, deep humiliation hidden in his eyes: “W-what else do you need?”
Li Yundong pulled out all the five hundred-plus yuan he had on him and tossed it over: “That’s all I have. Take them to see a doctor.”
Xie Fei saw the stack of bills fall at his feet. He gritted his teeth, bent down to pick them up, and muttered quietly: “Thank you.”
With that, he led his injured men away, limping.