Chapter 1408 - 1409: Arbitrarily Assigning Crimes
The rest of the Gangzhi Style Karate Disciples, seeing the two of them so fierce, and the disciples of the Longwei Martial Arts Gym behind them like wolves and tigers, gradually grew fearful.
Nonetheless, these guys, relying on their greater numbers, still fought to the death without retreating.
As the people in front fell, those behind rushed forward fearlessly.
Yang Fei snorted and beckoned to Long Hai.
"Nephew, watch carefully, I'll teach you a Grasping Technique, the highest martial art of our school, called... the Flower-Seeking and Plum-Breaking Hand."
As he spoke, he suddenly charged into the crowd, both hands outstretched.
All you could hear were cracking sounds as Yang Fei broke the arms and legs of several Gangzhi Style disciples around him.
His movements were graceful, like plucking a fresh flower branch, yet his strikes were so vicious that Long Hai had never seen anything like it.
Moreover, with every gesture and stance, or headbutt or knee strike, he executed extremely fierce killing moves, his form ghostly and agile, yet carrying a sinister ghostly aura.
Although Long Hai's Martial Arts Realm wasn't profound, his family heritage made his insight far from ordinary.
However, he had never seen Yang Fei's Grasping Technique before, and he shouted: "Uncle, what martial art is this?"
Yang Fei appeared as if he had Three Heads and Six Arms, breaking the arms and legs of countless people wherever he went, their knee joints, elbow joints, and hip joints all broken or dislocated.
This miraculous technique was almost like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, full of the demeanor of a grandmaster, yet sinister and ruthless, unstoppable.
In a single charge, Yang Fei took down more than a dozen people.
The rest of the Gang Zhi Flow Karate Disciples were terrified, no longer daring to linger, and with a shout, they snatched Okamoto Yarou's body and scattered away.
Yang Fei laughed heartily, calling for Long Hai.
"Bring in all the little devils outside, let's take our time dealing with these bastards."
He called twice, but Long Hai ignored him.
Yang Fei turned around, only to see Long Hai engrossed in mimicking Yang Fei's Flower-Seeking and Plum-Breaking Hand, learning bit by bit.
Yang Fei found that not only Long Hai was so obsessed, but even others were also imitating and learning.
Everyone seemed to be enchanted, immersed in Martial Arts Training.
"Damn it, what time is it, and you're still in a daze."
Yang Fei walked over and kicked Long Hai's Pi Gu, cursing and swearing.
Long Hai was startled and snapped out of it, quickly pushing and shoving, reminding everyone.
Long Hai and his fellow disciples together carried more than a dozen Gangzhi Style disciples with broken joints into the courtyard of the Martial Arts Gym.
Yang Fei entered the Martial Arts Gym.
He saw that this was Luoshanji's most famous Huaxia National Art Hall, fully equipped.
There were sandbags, stone locks, all kinds of Weapons, and also modern sports equipment.
In the courtyard, at the moment, more than twenty or thirty unconscious, injured Sangguo Warriors were already lying around, sprawled across the ground.
Long Hai's eyes sparkled, and the other disciples were also excited.
Yang Fei spat: "Useless, so what if we won? I'm telling you, there's no fight Uncle can't win."
Long Hai looked slightly embarrassed, speaking softly.
"Uncle, you don't know, for so many years, our Longwei Martial Arts Gym has been fighting with the Karate Alliance, we've never been so triumphant."
At this point, Long Hai's voice fell, and he sighed slightly.
"Even though we won this time, my father..."
At this point, he lowered his head, his eyes reddened again.
The other disciples also lowered their heads, remembering Master Long Wu, and some cried softly.
Yang Fei sighed: "I was late and couldn't save him."
Long Hai remembered his father's death, anger flaring.
He pointed hatefully at the injured captured Gangzhi Style disciples.
"We won't spare any of these people, we'll dig out their hearts to honor my father."
Yang Fei sighed: "That won't do, this is the Mysterious Country."
"The Luoshanji Police Station can turn a blind eye to martial artists' fights, but they absolutely won't let you kill casually."
Long Hai was anxious: "Then what, should we just let these turtles go?"
As Long Hai spoke, the other disciples also shouted.
"Yeah, we can't let them off easily."
"Those bastards killed our master, we must make them pay with blood!"
"Kill those little devils!"
...
Listening to everyone's shouts, Yang Fei let out a dark laugh.
"Don't worry, I have a way that will make them suffer more than death, why kill them? Isn't it better to break their spirit?"
Long Hai watched Yang Fei squint his eyes, smiling like an Old Fox, his scalp tingling.
"Uncle, you mean..."
Yang Fei beckoned, bringing everyone together to start explaining his plan.
After he laid out his plan, everyone gasped, looking at Yang Fei as if he were a monster.
Someone secretly shuffled their feet, distancing themselves from Yang Fei, as if being too close to him would get them into trouble.
Long Hai felt both annoyed and amused, clapping his hands.
"Uncle's method is truly wicked, but I like it. Only this way can I ease my hatred."
"Yeah, Uncle is really bad, but those little devils deserve it!"
"Evil people have their own nemesis, Uncle is mighty!"
...
Listening to everyone chattering, Yang Fei's face turned black as he blew his beard and glared.
"Is this how you talk to your elders? I'm your Uncle!"
At this, he assumed the posture of an elder, glaring at Long Hai.
"Long Hai, tell me, what's the punishment in the Longwei Martial Arts Gym for disrespect towards senior members?"
Long Hai stifled his laughter, blushing as he lowered his head.
"The lightest is three days in confinement, the harshest is having your martial arts abolished and being expelled from the school."
Yang Fei snorted: "Being expelled is out of the question."
"Here's the deal, male disciples will be confined in a small dark room, practicing the Flower-Seeking and Plum-Breaking Hand. They can't come out until they learn it. As for the female disciples, I will personally administer the punishment."
Hearing Yang Fei's affected tone, everyone laughed even more.
Master Long Wu was extremely strict in teaching, rarely smiling, so everyone respected Master Long Wu but couldn't get close to him.
Yang Fei's lively and humorous nature made many young disciples admire and like him even more.
Some female disciples looked at Yang Fei with sparkling eyes, feeling that this young uncle was quite interesting.
Yang Fei was a lively character, as long as you didn't offend him, he was open and friendly with everyone.
He made a few jokes with the disciples, making everyone laugh and slightly easing the sorrow of Master Long Wu's passing.
Finally, Yang Fei's face suddenly turned stern.
"Have you had enough fun? If you have, go to work, I guarantee your work will shake the entire East Asia Martial Arts Alliance!"
Seeing his sudden stern face, fearing he would falsely accuse them of something, everyone scattered, going about their tasks.