School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

"Damn it!" Zhang Feng hurriedly picked up the iron stick to block.

Crack...

The clash of their weapons immediately sparked a shower of sparks. Sparks flew, blood splattered three feet high.

Zhang Feng was the first to react, realizing that the blood wasn't his own or that of his opponent. It was from a man beside them, Zhang Dagou, whose iron stick had smashed into the skull of an opponent's underling. The man's head was instantly bloodied, splattering blood onto Zhang Feng's body.

"Nice one!" Seeing this, Zhang Feng exclaimed, "You've cracked his head open!"

"Hehe..." Zhang Dagou let out a chuckle and said, "That blockhead dared to oppose me!"

Zhang Feng and Zhang Dagou were already struggling to keep up, and Liu Bin was even worse off. Although he wielded a machete, his small stature put him at a disadvantage, and on top of that the opponent was indeed formidable and extremely fierce. Therefore, Liu Bin appeared to be in a particularly bad spot and noticeably panicked.

"Damn it!" Zhang Dagou frowned.

"Hurry and help Liu Bin!" Zhang Feng shouted.

"Alrighty!" Zhang Dagou nodded. He kicked away the sturdy man in black clothes in front of him and quickly charged over.

Liu Bin was almost getting thrashed by the opponent. Fortunately, Zhang Dagou arrived just in time. Otherwise, given Liu Bin's strength, he probably would have been killed by the opponent.

Liu Bin took a deep breath and said, "Da Gu, thank you!"

"No problem!" Zhang Dagou chuckled, flashing his shiny white teeth, and said, "We're brothers, after all!"

"Right," Liu Bin nodded.

"Watch out!" Zhang Dagou immediately shielded Liu Bin behind him, taking on two opponents by himself.

With the assistance of Zhang Feng and the others, Xiao Han felt much less pressure. Facing five men alone, he was completely at ease, with no stress at all. Barehanded, he faced several weapon-wielding tough guys.

Bang bang...

Xiao Han charged over quickly and suddenly grabbed one man's arm, then violently flung him out. One man crashed into another, causing a chain reaction of sorts.

Before the opponents could react, Xiao Han rushed up with the speed of lightning.

Bang bang...

Two more kicks sent two men flying.

Chen Tie watched from the side in shock. Xiao Han's movements were incredibly fast, and his reaction time was extremely quick. He was like a computer, able to clearly and precisely calculate each opponent's move, positioning himself perfectly to land accurate hits on every target.

"It's over!" Chen Tie looked at his own men, his face filled with dejection. It was even more painful than being slapped in the face. Just moments ago, he had boasted that teaching Xiao Han a lesson would be as easy as flipping his hand, assuring Xiao Han that these were the best of the Axe Gang's underlings. But what now? The outcome seemed to be the complete opposite of what he had anticipated.

"Leader Chen." Xiao Han smiled and then walked over slowly, saying, "It seems... your men are not up to par!"

"You!" Chen Tie gritted his teeth.

"What, you want to come out and spar with me?" Xiao Han walked towards him slowly.

"Kid, today you're the fierce one." Chen Tie's face was ashen as he said, "The green hills will not change, the green waters will forever flow, we have plenty of time in the future. Let's go!"

Having said that, Chen Tie was ready to leave with his men.

"Stop!" Xiao Han suddenly called out sharply.

"What now? What else do you want to do?" Chen Tie turned around and looked at Xiao Han coldly. Even in defeat, he didn't think he had lost face, or rather, even though he had lost, he didn't feel dishonored.

"You've lost!" Xiao Han declared.

"So what?" Chen Tie asked.

"Heh!" Xiao Han chuckled and said, "Leader Chen, it's disgraceful for someone who mixes in the underworld not to show any sign of acknowledgment when they've lost."

"What do you want as a sign?" Chen Tie asked with a frown.

"Make your men kneel down and kowtow to me three times!" Xiao Han replied.

"You!" Upon hearing this, Chen Tie almost exploded with rage, shouting, "You're crazy!"

"Shouldn't a loser act like that?" Xiao Han retorted.

"Not a chance!" Chen Tie roared.

"In that case, none of you are leaving!" Xiao Han suddenly took the machete from Liu Bin's hand and said, "A bet's a bet, if you lose, you have to kneel and kowtow. Do you think just because you're the boss of the Axe Gang, you can escape this fate?"

"You!" Chen Tie's face turned pitch black.

"Kid, don't get too arrogant." At that moment, Old Liu stepped forward and said, "We all mix in the underworld. Leave some leeway for yourself, so it won't be awkward when we meet again in the future."

"Who wants to see you again?" Xiao Han replied disdainfully, then said, "I find you unbearable as it is!"

"You!" Old Liu was also infuriated by Xiao Han. Grinding his teeth and bellowing, he said, "Kid, the Axe Gang isn't so easily bullied by you."

After saying that, Old Liu swiftly charged at the opponent, followed by more than ten underlings who also rushed over.

A fierce battle immediately ensued.

This time, it was no longer a match. It was a fight for dignity.

Even with their blood boiling, the lack of strength meant the fight could only end in defeat.

After a bloody battle, the enemy forces were completely annihilated.

Old Liu lay at Xiao Han's feet, with one of Xiao Han's legs pressing down on his skull, and then Xiao Han said coldly, "Listen carefully, unless you kneel and kowtow to me today, no one is leaving here."

As he spoke, Xiao Han tightened his grip on the cleaver in his hand.

"Even if it means death, we will never kowtow!" Old Liu roared.

Crack...

Upon hearing this, Xiao Han's cleaver rose and fell in his hand. Old Liu's arm was chopped off on the spot.

Hissss...

Everyone at the scene sucked in a breath of cold air; not just the members of the Axe Gang, but even Zhang Feng and his group were startled. Xiao Han, in that moment, seemed possessed by the God of Killing. His cleaver rose and fell without a moment's hesitation.

"Aah!" Old Liu suddenly felt an intense pain in his arm, which then burrowed into his chest.

As the blade made its cut, the incision turned stark white, and then his blood surged out. The blood splattered on Chen Tie's face.

In that instant, Chen Tie felt regret, regret that he should not have offended this damned man, someone he couldn't afford to offend. But it was too late, the arrow was loaded on the bow and had to be shot.

"Old Liu!" At that moment, Chen Tie rushed over rapidly.

Bang...

Xiao Han kicked Old Liu away with one foot. He leisurely walked to the next Axe Gang underling's side and said, "Are you going to kneil?!"

The underling was already shivering with fear. That cleaver had moved without hesitation, so he didn't dare to speak. Xiao Han's expression grew more ferocious, and he coldly looked at the man, saying, "Are you going to kneel!"

"Kneel, I... I'll kneel!" With that, the gang member hurriedly got up and then knelt before Xiao Han, desperately kowtowing.

Watching the man kneel, Xiao Han turned and walked towards another person.

Before he could draw close, the underling hurriedly knelt down. One by one, all ten men knelt down, leaving only Chen Tie.

Xiao Han walked slowly towards Chen Tie, who instantly became anxious. Facing Xiao Han, he felt utterly unconfident.

Gulp...

Chen Tie swallowed hard.

"What... what do you want?!" Chen Tie glared at Xiao Han furiously.

"Kneel!" Xiao Han's tone was firm, word by word, he said, "Kowtow!"

"I refuse!" Chen Tie grew angry.

Bang...

Suddenly, Xiao Han charged, delivering a spinning kick that sent the opponent flying. Chen Tie hit a tree hard and slowly slid down to the ground. Clutching his chest, Chen Tie yelled, "You brat, I'll fight you to the death."

After speaking, Chen Tie got up, swinging his fists again.

The disciples of the Iron Fist Sect were very strong. However, this time he was facing Xiao Han, someone even stronger than him. A man who could defeat three of Dao Meng's top fighters, a man who could vanquish Dark Angel, someone who could beat the champion boxer of northern Myanmar.

In fact, even if Chen Tie lost, there would be no dishonor. But Chen Tie could not stand the humiliation.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Chen Tie's iron fists swung fiercely, bombarding his opponent like a downpour of rain. Xiao Han's eyes tracked the fists, his brain turning the sight into data: the speed, strength, and even the impact points were all calculated. Thus, Xiao Han only needed to follow his brain's instructions to move.

Chen Tie's fists could not touch Xiao Han at all.

"No use!" Xiao Han dodged to the left and right, shaking his head with a cold laugh.

"Impossible!" Chen Tie couldn't accept it, very reluctant. He attacked his opponent frantically with gritted teeth.

If he lost today, he would be disgraced before the whole world. So, he could not lose; it was no longer a matter of victory or defeat, but a matter concerning his dignity. Determined not to lose, it was almost as if he was fighting with his very life.

How could Chen Tie lose when defeat would mean losing all his dignity?

However, Chen Tie was destined not to be Xiao Han's match, destined not to defeat Xiao Han.

Bang, bang...

Xiao Han's feet struck Chen Tie's chest. Chen Tie's body was abruptly lifted into the air. He fell far away, landing in a green belt.

Sputter...

After falling to the ground, Chen Tie clutched his chest, immediately spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You've lost!" Xiao Han walked over slowly.

"Even if I lost, I won't let you humiliate me!" Chen Tie panted heavily.

"Good!" Xiao Han grinned, a hint of ferocity flashing across his face.

Chen Tie snorted coldly, his teeth gritted, and then said, "What do you want?"

"Your arm will be severed!" Xiao Han bellowed.

"Come on!" Chen Tie, also a sturdy man, extended one arm.

Compared to his dignity, he would rather sacrifice an arm than his honor. Dignity is the foundation upon which a man establishes his life. Without dignity, what point is there for a man to live?