Da Yong didn't say a word, he rushed forward and grabbed Zhu Guowei's ankle, dragging him heavily to the ground.

Zhu Guowei, who was fat, was already trembling with fear on the Camellia Ancient Tree.

At this moment, when he was pulled by Da Yong, he immediately let out a cry, and directly fell from the tree, landing face first into the mud.

Little Yang, with hands on his hips, walked arrogantly to Chairman Feen and pointed his finger at his nose, shouting.

"Who let you in? I'll count to three, get out immediately!"

Chairman Feen was furious being scolded in public by a small security guard.

His narrow eyes narrowed angrily: "Do you know who I am?"

Little Yang inherited Mad Blade's fiery temper and preferred action over words.

He reached out and grabbed Chairman Feen's collar, giving him a hard shove.

"I don't give a damn who you are, get the hell out!"

Chairman Feen, being of noble birth, always had bodyguards surrounding him.

He had never seen such a lawless security guard, and suddenly he cried out, falling backward like a rolling gourd.

A small internet celebrity saw Chairman Feen fall and immediately screamed in fear.

"Someone come quick, they're hitting people, they're hitting people."

Little Yang saw her holding the Camellia flowers full of Yan'er Mei, and his anger surged.

He snatched the flowers away.

"It was your damned woman who caused this, if these ancient tea trees die, I'm not done with you."

The small internet celebrity was terrified by Little Yang's ferocious appearance.

She kept retreating, tripped on her skirt, and fell to the ground, also becoming a rolling gourd like Chairman Feen.

Not far away, Chairman Feen's bodyguards saw this scene and were scared out of their wits.

All the bodyguards rushed at Little Yang.

Little Yang, unafraid, rolled up his sleeves, pulled out a Swing Stick, and charged forward.

On the other side, Da Yong was sitting on Zhu Guowei, wildly swinging Turtle Fist.

The rain-like punches fell on Zhu Guowei, making him scream incessantly.

Da Yong turned around to see Little Yang surrounded by five or six bodyguards.

He shouted, pulled out his Swing Stick, and pounced like a hungry wolf.

Su Yinxue watched this scene from a distance and gasped.

She wondered how Changfeng Company's Chief Instructor Mad Blade trained them.

Not to mention the elite of Changfeng, even a small security guard was so aggressive.

These guys fight at the slightest disagreement, truly a pack of howling wolves.

Su Yinxue saw a group of bodyguards surrounding Da Yong and Little Yang and knew the situation was bad.

She quickly called Yang Fei.

In the hall of Yinxue Tower, Yang Fei had just finished introducing the three major systems.

He was discussing with a group of Martial Arts Grandmasters when he suddenly received Su Yinxue's call.

As soon as Yang Fei received the call, he immediately stood up and sprinted outside.

He had just reached the door, then turned back to explain.

"Sorry, someone is causing trouble in the Yinxue Tower garden, I need to handle it."

Many Martial Arts Grandmasters were stunned upon hearing this.

Yinxue Tower is known as the number one Holy Land of martial arts, who dares cause trouble here?

Elder Cheng suddenly thought of someone, and his hair stood on end.

"Oh no, could it be Sang Country's genius Martial Artist Chen Feng?"

Everyone had suffered greatly under Chen Feng, and upon hearing this, they were all anxious.

Elder Cheng rushed out, and the rest followed closely behind.

In the garden, Da Yong and Little Yang stood back-to-back.

Both drew their Swing Sticks and fought with Chairman Feen's bodyguards.

Da Yong and Little Yang had only learned some superficial Kung Fu skills and hadn't reached the level of Mingjin.

Yet these two guys fought fiercely, aiming for the weak spots in every move.

As a result, four or five bodyguards didn't dare get too close to them.

Despite this, Da Yong and Little Yang also suffered.

Da Yong's nasal bone was broken, and Little Yang's left elbow joint was fractured, his arm hanging limply.

Even so, these two small security guards fiercely swung their Swing Sticks, refusing to surrender.

Chairman Feen had been supported up by others.

His sunglasses were broken, and his Versace shirt was covered in mud, while the small internet celebrity was crying aside.

It can be said that Chairman Feen had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he personally shouted aside.

"Beat them hard, just leave one breath."

Just then, Yang Fei arrived.

He shouted, "Stop!"

Yang Fei's voice was infused with Tiger Roar.

This violent shout stunned Chairman Feen, his ears buzzing, and stars dancing before his eyes.

The bodyguards surrounding Da Yong and Little Yang felt their Qi-Blood rush chaotically.

The bodyguards stumbled backward, falling to the ground.

Da Yong and Little Yang, upon seeing Yang Fei, were overjoyed.

Da Yong wiped the blood off his nose.

"Boss Yang, you're here, these bastards not only picked flowers but also hit people."

Yang Fei nodded and comforted the two security guards.

"You both did well, get your injuries treated, I'll handle this."

Chairman Feen finally shook off the dizziness and cleared his head.

He saw Yang Fei and his fury surged: "Who are you?"

Yang Fei chuckled coldly, his eyes sharp, sweeping over Chairman Feen and the others.

All the elite offspring who met Yang Fei's gaze shivered and backed away.

Yang Fei's face was filled with intense killing intent.

"Yinxue Tower has just been completed, and you come to challenge us, fine."

Chairman Feen was a businessman, entirely unaware of Mortal World's rules.

The so-called challenging a venue was a method used between martial arts schools to challenge and compare Martial Arts Skills.

If any martial arts school was challenged, they would have to close down.

Therefore, those who were challenged would always use any means necessary against the challenger.

Whether to kill or maim, it was left to fate.

Chairman Feen had no understanding of such rules.

He found Yang Fei's words intriguing and raised his head arrogantly.

"Challenge then, save me the trouble of chasing you all out!"

Yang Fei saw this ignorant man and laughed heartily.

He extended his left palm, and with a flick of his body, struck a Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand on the rock in the pavilion.

Boom!

The rock exploded violently, as if hit by strong explosives.

Countless pieces of rock splattered on the grass and tree leaves, rustling loudly.

This rock was completely shattered by Yang Fei's palm strike.

Yang Fei chuckled coldly, extending his hand to Chairman Feen.

His eyes were full of contempt.

"Talking about challenging a venue, are you worthy?"

Chairman Feen was dumbstruck.

Everyone was terrified by Yang Fei's palm strike.

That was solid granite.

Not to mention using a hand, even if Chairman Feen had a big iron hammer, he might not break such a huge rock.

Chairman Feen's eyes were full of terror, his body slowly retreating.

"You... you stay away."

Yang Fei snorted, clenched his fist, the joints cracking loudly, giving a dominating aura.

Chairman Feen turned and ran in fear.

He had just taken two steps before falling, then rolled and crawled, rushing forward.

Others dared not move, standing stunned.

Chairman Feen had run over a hundred meters when he bumped into an elder with a reddish complexion, wearing a Zhongshan suit.

This elder wasn't anyone else but Elder Cheng of Xuan Ying Pavilion.

Elder Cheng caught his shirt and swung a heavy slap on his cheek.

Chairman Feen's cheek immediately turned red and swollen.

He was terrified, desperately struggling with his eyes closed.

Elder Cheng gave another slap, his angry voice booming like a Bronze Bell.

"Beast, you've brought shame here, do you know who I am?"

Chairman Feen opened his eyes and was stunned.

"Uncle, how are you here?"

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