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The five Great Grandmasters stood silently and solemnly in front of Yang Fei.

Yang Fei was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"What, you finally can't resist turning into assassins? Too bad, even if you throw away your dignity, you still can't take a single blow from me!"

Yang Fei's arrogance did not arouse the anger of the five Great Grandmasters.

At the Realm of Gangjin Master, whether it be temperament or cultivation, one had reached the Realm of Supreme Goodness akin to water, neither sad nor happy.

And the combat power that such Martial Arts Grandmasters can unleash is the most terrifying.

Ishii Sora looked deeply at Yang Fei, exchanged a glance with the other masters, then suddenly bowed deeply to Yang Fei, very respectfully.

Yang Fei chuckled, shrugged nonchalantly.

"What, afraid of getting beaten? Don't worry, I won't kill you, behave well and I, your uncle, will go easy on you."

Long Hai and Henry heard Yang Fei lecturing the five Great Grandmasters, completely treating them like juniors, wanting to laugh but not daring to. Their faces turned red holding it in.

Both of them were being crushed by the overwhelming aura of the five Great Grandmasters, unable to breathe.

Yet Yang Fei continued to jest and mock, seemingly not taking the five Great Grandmasters seriously at all.

After bowing, Ishii Sora looked deeply into Yang Fei's eyes.

"Regardless of whether you die in battle this time, or we are utterly defeated, your courage and magnanimity evoke our admiration."

"Only a true strongman can possess the confidence and Feng Cai like yours. In this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, you will surely be renowned across the world."

The other four Great Grandmasters revered him solemnly, clasping their fists and saluting Yang Fei.

"Please enlighten us, don't hold back!"

The rest of the Karate disciples, impressed by the demeanor of the five Great Grandmasters, all started to shout.

Their voices gradually formed a neat sound wave, robust and rhythmic.

"Heh! Heh! Heh..."

The sound wave of hundreds of people was energetic and explosive, and very mighty, leaving everyone on site hot-blooded.

Yang Fei laughed heartily and shook his head.

"Once, a master told me to hit him hard, guess what happened to him in the end?"

At this point, he laughed strangely, "In the end, he exploded, hahaha!"

The five Great Grandmasters knew he was talking about the Great Grandmaster Okamoto Yarou, who died at the Longwei Martial Arts Gym, and their faces all twitched with furious expressions.

Yang Fei abruptly stopped laughing, pointing at the five Great Grandmasters, and said indifferently.

"Forgive my bluntness, but to Martial Arts, you People of Sang Country just practice martial arts without Cultivation, you're all trash!"

The five Great Grandmasters looked at Yang Fei's pointed shout, for some unknown reason, all of them were shaken to their core.

All five felt a fierce and terrifying aura, as ferocious as a tiger, rolling in and leaving them speechless.

Yang Fei finished speaking and gestured towards Henry and Long Hai in the distance.

"Today, discussing the Tao with the masters from Sang Country, how can it be without wine, bring me the wine."

Long Hai and Henry exchanged glances.

In a duel of masters, they only contend by inches, yet this uncle is facing five and still asks for wine?

Henry rushed into a supermarket, bought five bottles of Remy Martin, and tossed them to Yang Fei from afar.

Yang Fei drank three bottles in one go, the 65-degree strong liquor poured into his mouth as smoothly as drinking water.

At this very moment, Cross Street was surrounded by layers and layers of people.

Luoshanji is the largest overseas Chinese settlement, and almost all who had heard the news and rushed over were Chinese people.

Seeing Yang Fei face strong enemies, drinking heavily without a care, arrogant and fierce, the crowd couldn't help but erupt in applause.

The Liu Zhengxiang incident had not yet passed, and the Chinese people's emotions in Luoshanji were filled with grief and indignation.

At this moment, seeing a Huaxia strongman single out the entire East Asia Martial Arts Alliance, they were all hot-blooded.

Yang Fei drank a full three kilograms of strong liquor, with his body's qi-blood and Essence Qi awoken by the alcohol, completely erupting like flames scorching the skin.

And within him, the serene and gentle Turtle Extreme was suppressed by the alcohol, while the fierce and wild Extreme Tiger, the sinister and vicious Snake Extreme, all became excited.

Even the heavy and majestic Elephant Extreme turned raucous and wild.

The five Great Grandmasters regarded each other in astonishment.

No one expected that this outwardly calm young man would, after drinking, invoke such terrifying power and ferocity within him.

At that moment, Yang Fei released all his strength and aura, making Liio Sheng Hongyi even breathe a sigh of relief.

This strong Chinese was indeed formidable, but his Martial Arts Realm was merely Earth-grade Gangjin Force, and not the legendary True Martial Artist.

So by that calculation, he absolutely could not withstand the siege of the five Great Grandmasters!

After drinking the last bottle of wine, Yang Fei let out a mighty roar.

"Come on, let me show you what true superior Martial Arts are!"

Ishii Sora was the first to rush up, his palms as sharp as knives, slashing towards the back of Yang Fei's neck, as the other four Great Grandmasters also dashed in.

The fierce blaze of Extreme Tiger had been completely ignited in Yang Fei.

His eyes turned red, and facing the attacks of the five Great Grandmasters, he didn't dodge at all, roaring wildly, and lunged forward.

For a moment, the entire street was filled with swirling Gang Qi, sand and stones flying, as five figures surrounded Yang Fei's figure, akin to a tornado whipping up.

The six of them crushed the sidewalk stones beneath them, as the Gang Wind swept through, breaking the street trees, and cutting leaves and branches.

Only six figures in the roaring Gang Wind, moving so fast they couldn't be made out.

Roar!

The battle had just lasted three minutes, but everyone clearly heard a strange roar.

This was Yang Fei mobilizing the qi-blood within him, as it surged in harmony with the sound of his lungs, letting out a long howl similar to that of a tiger hunting its prey.

All of a sudden, Yang Fei's long howl came out at the nine o'clock direction, manifesting his figure.

He grasped Genryu Koizumi Motoichi's throat with Tiger Claw, and with a crack, broke his neck.

Koizumi Motoichi's body fell limp to the ground.

He clutched his throat with his hands, his eyes bulging like a dead fish, as blood spurted from his throat.

"Heavens, Master Koizumi is dead, killed on the spot by this man!"

"Too fierce, damn it!"

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Everyone, whether Karate Disciple or ordinary crowd, erupted in exclamations.

The fall of a Karate master, such an event was monumental.

Liio Sheng Hongyi, both mournful and angry, shouted out.

"Surround him, don't let him dodge, kill him on the spot!"

However, Yang Fei moved too fast, coming and going like the wind, rushing wildly.

In this less than a hundred square meter street area, his speed was so fast that the naked eye couldn't keep up.

Long Hai's heart pounded, the camera lens always pointed at Yang Fei.

Even though Yang Fei's figure was too fast to be clearly seen, replays with slow-motion would surely reveal it all.

Long Hai believed this video segment would surely become a classic tutorial every martial artist desires to see.