Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 287: This is too magical!

"It seems that without giving you all a beating, your skins get itchy. Last time I inflicted serious injuries on one of you, this time I’m going to leave you all seriously hurt. No need for idle chatter, come at me together," Wei Jiawu said arrogantly as he pointed at Liu Wentao and Yang Guang. His contempt for these people was boundless; with their meager skills, they still dared to trouble him. It seemed he had to teach them a harsh lesson or they would not realize his might. It was necessary to knock them down for good, or else they would keep bothering him whenever they had the chance. Best to completely flatten them in one go.

This time I won’t hold back, I’ll bring them all down.

"Knock them all down, let them know the might of our National Arts Association."

"Their Taekwondo, how could it possibly match our National Arts?"

"They dare to trouble us, let’s knock them down first!"

"What’s Taekwondo compared to National Arts? We’ll show them what real combat prowess is."

...

The members of the National Arts Association, upon hearing Wei Jiawu speak like this, became arrogant in turn. They vividly remembered the scene of Wei Jiawu cleaning up this group last time. No one from the Taekwondo Association could stand against Wei Jiawu; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to beat a whole group of them by himself. That was the power of strength — at times like this, strength said it all. They had to completely subdue and intimidate the opposition, so they’d stop causing trouble!

"If that’s how it is, let’s see the truth through our actions rather than words. We don’t need so many people, just me and Yang Guang can handle you!" Liu Wentao looked at Wei Jiawu’s continued arrogance and couldn’t help but snicker inwardly. There was no need for that attitude now; just wait until he’s weeping later.

Teacher Lin had already taught everyone how to defeat Wei Jiawu, and he and Yang Guang had practiced it until it was second nature. The two of them were more than enough to handle him; there was no need to risk the other students getting involved.

"Everyone listen to the president. Don’t join in. With me and the president here, it’s enough to deal with him. Let him be arrogant for now, but when we start making him cry later, make sure to get that picture!" Yang Guang certainly understood Liu Wentao’s intention, and among the students, his own martial arts skills were some of the best. When practicing what Teacher Lin taught, he and Liu Wentao were sparring partners, so even without Liu Wentao’s say-so, he would have suggested that just the two of them take on Wei Jiawu. Too many people could cause complications, getting in each other’s way, and preventing each other from doing anything.

"Alright!"

"Good!"

"We’ll wait for the president to knock him down, then immediately take a photo."

...

The members of the Taekwondo Association, after hearing both the president and vice-president speak, agreed as well.

"Courting death! You’re all no match for me, so if you two are seeking your downfall, no one can help you!" Wei Jiawu was thoroughly enraged upon hearing Liu Wentao and Yang Guang talk about defeating him that way. Just a few days ago, he had brought a whole group to their knees, and yet today they claimed they could take him down with just the two of them. They clearly had no respect for themselves, a bunch of idiots.

To treat me as if I were a wooden dummy for them to strike, it seems they really don’t want to live well today.

"Right, knock these two down!"

"Once we beat them into submission, they’ll know to be obedient!"

"Two ignoramuses who don’t know how vast the world is. If we don’t knock them down, they’ll never know the might of our National Arts Association."

...

The other members of the National Arts Association saw Vice President Wei Jiawu speak like this and knew that a fight was about to break out. They were overjoyed, remembering with fondness the last time he had wielded power here, beating up a whole group on his own. And now, these two dared to challenge him — they wondered what madness had possessed them to knowingly seek a beating.

What’s Taekwondo compared to National Arts? National Arts were about real combat.

Paying no heed to the others, Wei Jiawu glanced at Liu Wentao and Yang Guang on the ground, stretched his leg, and, like an arrow released from a bow, whooshed toward the two. His hands also readied for a thunderous strike, prepared to knock them down outright and be done with it.

Liu Wentao and Yang Guang didn’t dare to be careless, although they had Teacher Lin’s counter-methods. Wei Jiawu’s skills were indeed very high, and without full attention, the two of them were sure to end up truly injured. They exchanged a glance and then crouched down, their legs shooting out like lightning towards Wei Jiawu’s legs, one from the left and the other from the right, as if determined to cripple Wei Jiawu’s legs.

"Huff!"

Neither of them showed mercy, knowing that to spare an enemy was to be cruel to oneself!

"This..." At that moment, Wei Jiawu felt an unbearable discomfort and was forced to stop his charge forward. He could already predict that if he continued to rush forward, his legs would surely be crippled by their kicks. With damaged legs, he wouldn’t be able to muster the strength to fight back, and his situation would be dire.

Damn it, how is this possible? These two guys actually got ahead of me.

**** luck, it must be just luck.

No matter what, safety first. It’s better to retreat and regroup. With that thought, Wei Jiawu quickly put a halt to his forward momentum and made every effort to move back. The two in front had taken the left and right positions; his only escape was to retreat further back.

But immediately after, Wei Jiawu realized the problem with moving back: without realizing it, he had just started fighting and had already given the initiative to his opponents. This put Wei Jiawu in a thoroughly gloomy mood. It was frustrating that both of them targeted his legs simultaneously, leaving him with energy he couldn’t use and forcing him back in a stifling reversal. This was an experience he’d never had before; he resolved to be more cautious and quickly take them down.

With this in mind, Wei Jiawu wanted to charge again, but before he could make a move, the legs of Liu Wentao and Yang Guang came whistling toward him, cutting off the momentum he needed to launch his own attack. This left Wei Jiawu feeling almost insane—how could their legs come at him like that? When did they get so fast?

And if it was just a coincidence the first time, what about now?

But Wei Jiawu had no time to think further, as he saw Liu Wentao and Yang Guang’s legs aiming at his chest. He had no doubt that if their kicks landed, he would be sent flying. With no other option, he barely managed to block their legs with his arms.

"Bang..." He planned to use the force from their legs to retreat a large step back and then unleash his palm technique. Once he could get his palms out, neither of them would withstand it!

But as good as his plan was and even though he did retreat using their force, Wei Jiawu once again discovered a disheartening fact—their feet were coming for his legs again. If he didn’t dodge, he’d surely be injured. With no choice left, he had to retreat once more. His frustration couldn’t be deeper, and he couldn’t stop cursing inwardly: What the **** is going on? How could everything have changed so suddenly?

Looking at the two of them, Wei Jiawu didn’t even know what to say anymore. The fight was too suffocating; it wasn’t that their skills were genuinely better than his, but for some reason, they were both fixating on his legs, making him unable to use his strength. He couldn’t even display half of his usual power, had lost the initiative, and was being suppressed at every turn—a situation he had never encountered before.

This won’t do, I must find a way to knock these two down. Otherwise, if word of this gets out, I won’t even have the face to stay at the National Arts Association. What to do...

These bastards are clearly not as good as me, but they are suppressing and outmaneuvering me at every turn.

Liu Wentao saw that following Teacher Lin’s instructions indeed had an unexpected effect. He and Yang Guang together had forced Wei Jiawu to a point where he could only retreat and defend, incapable of organizing any offense. This boosted Liu Wentao’s confidence even more. Last time, they were all knocked down by him, but now with Teacher Lin’s guidance, they had Wei Jiawu cornered. It seemed that what Teacher Lin taught was exceptionally useful, and he must make an additional push with Yang Guang to knock Wei Jiawu down!

Yang Guang was also surprised that he and Liu Wentao could pressure Wei Jiawu into such a state. He hadn’t expected Teacher Lin’s teachings to be so effective. He vividly remembered how formidable Wei Jiawu was when they were beaten before. Although Wei Jiawu was now forced to retreat, Yang Guang knew that if Wei Jiawu found an opportunity, both Liu Wentao and he could be in danger. With that in mind, Yang Guang increased the speed of his kicks, aiming to swiftly bring Wei Jiawu down.

"Chairman, keep going, knock down Wei Jiawu for Xiao Li’s sake!"

"Taekwondo Association is the best!"

"Come on, Chairman! You have to take him down!"

...

The members of the Taekwondo Association began to shout and cheer for Liu Wentao and Yang Guang. They could clearly see that Wei Jiawu was pushed to the point of having no power to fight back. With a little more effort, they would knock him down and avenge Xiao Li. Then everyone could gang up on this arrogant guy and beat him as payback for their last defeat at his hands. That pent-up frustration was still fresh in their memories.

Although they all knew before coming that Teacher Lin had taught them a method, no one expected it to work this well.

It was miraculous, truly miraculous.

All this was because of Teacher Lin. Without his methods for defeating Wei Jiawu, they could never have achieved today’s outcome. Wei Jiawu, once formidable, was now forced into a position where he could hardly fight back. This scenario was unimaginable before and served as a fresh reminder of their previous defeat. It proved how effective Teacher Lin’s lessons for countering Wei Jiawu’s moves were. Now, even those who had doubted the usefulness of Teacher Lin’s teachings were convinced.