Chapter 392 - 392: Defeating He Biao
I have to say, this He Biao really has some skills, and his strength is even stronger than that of an average Special Forces member. His moves were wild, and his missed kicks hit the railing, breaking several wooden bars, which showed his power.
Ye Qing kept dodging and had no intention of fighting back. It seemed as though he was being beaten without the ability to retaliate, which made many who had confidence in him begin to worry.
Huang Feiming watched the fight with a mocking look, eager to see Ye Qing defeated. He wanted to diminish Xu Changzhi's admiration for Ye Qing.
However, the situation in a fight as seen by outsiders is different from what it feels like to be in the midst of the actual battle. Although He Biao's attacks were wild, after a while, he started to feel uncertain.
His attacks were fast and fierce, but after such a long time, he hadn't touched Ye Qing even once. Ye Qing's dodging was much faster, and most crucially, he seemed very relaxed, while He Biao, due to his wild attacks, began to pant slightly.
"Ye, you bastard, do you dare to have a real fight with me or not!" After chasing for a while, He Biao couldn't help but curse loudly, "Running all the time, do you want to play a delaying tactic with me? I'm telling you, today one of us must fall, otherwise this matter won't end!"
"Yeah, Ye, if you have the guts, stop and fight him properly!"
"Running all the time, do you call this a fight? How is this different from children playing house?"
Many people were shouting, as the violent scene they had anticipated hadn't happened, leaving them bored.
Actually, Ye Qing wasn't trying to run away; he was observing He Biao's moves because he found them very familiar. After dodging for five minutes, Ye Qing almost had a complete grasp of He Biao's moves and finally remembered where he had seen this boxing technique before.
The boxing technique He Biao used was precisely Xingyi Quan. It was just slightly different from the version transmitted by Old Master Tie Yongwen, which was why Ye Qing took so long to recognize it. The nuances in the boxing technique convinced Ye Qing that He Biao was definitely not a disciple or grand-disciple of Old Master Tie, and he didn't need to give He Biao any face.
"So you want to have a proper fight?" Ye Qing suddenly stood still, quietly looking at He Biao and said, "Fine, I'll oblige. I'll stand within the range of this floor tile. If you can knock me out of this range, you win!"
The floor tile was just an eighty-centimeter square, big enough for one person but a bit cramped for two. Ye Qing had now confined himself within that range, had he gone mad?
He Biao was startled for a moment, then furiously cursed, "Ye, you're going too far!"
Saying this, He Biao charged forward, kicking twice towards Ye Qing's head.
This time, Ye Qing didn't dodge but instead reached out and grabbed He Biao's ankle.
He Biao hadn't expected Ye Qing to move so fast and tried to retract his foot in a hurry, but it was too late. His ankle was gripped by Ye Qing, and his entire foot seemed to be lodged in a crevice, making it impossible to struggle free.
He Biao's heart sank; Ye Qing's strength was completely beyond his anticipation.
He Biao was not foolish; knowing he couldn't withdraw his foot, he immediately bent down, placed his hands on the ground, and forcefully lunged towards Ye Qing. Having witnessed Ye Qing's formidable strength, he wanted to end the fight quickly and push Ye Qing out of the tile, winning at least by that measure if not in strength.
Ye Qing felt He Biao's other foot stretching towards him and immediately grabbed that ankle too. He Biao pushed with his hands on the ground, pressing his whole body towards Ye Qing, aiming to use his weight to push Ye out of the tile's range.
"Good!" Ye shouted loudly, grabbed He Biao's ankles, pulled with He Biao's force, and practically threw He Biao out. He simultaneously squatted down, and He Biao flew over his head.
This was the second floor corridor, next to the railing. Utilizing He Biao's force, Ye Qing hurled He Biao off the second floor, damaging a table below.
At this moment, everyone was astonished. Even those who had doubts about Ye Qing were now impressed by his strength. Especially Huang Feiming, he never expected Ye Qing to win this fight.
"Brother Ye, amazing!" A girl screamed loudly, wishing she could run up to give Ye Qing flowers.
"Xiao Yu, your brother is really too powerful. Does he have a girlfriend? If not, you have to introduce me to him!" Another infatuated girl, shaking Yuan Xiaoyu's arm, said, "Even if he has a girlfriend, I don't mind. You must introduce me to him!"
Listening to the girls praising Ye Qing, Yuan Xiaoyu felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. Just as she was about to speak, He Biao climbed out of the wreckage, roaring as he rushed back to the second floor.
"Ye, you motherfucker, that was a dirty move, I'm going to kill you!" He Biao yelled, charging out like a rhino, heading straight for Ye Qing.
His body was much more robust than Ye Qing's, and if he hit him solidly, Ye Qing would surely be sent flying.
However, Ye Qing still didn't dodge; he just stood within the range of the tile. As He Biao almost reached him, Ye Qing suddenly bent down, sank slightly, and focused all his strength on his right shoulder. As He Biao came crashing in, Ye Qing's shoulder also slammed out, colliding with He Biao.
"Ah!" He Biao let out a scream, as his large frame was sent flying several meters by Ye Qing. Ye's body merely swayed slightly, his feet seemingly rooted to the ground, not even moving an inch.
If throwing He Biao down from the second floor had been Ye Qing taking advantage of He Biao's force, this moment, when Ye sent He Biao flying, truly allowed everyone to witness his actual strength!
"Ye Qing! Ye Qing! Ye Qing!" Yuan Xiaoyu and the other girls kept shouting Ye Qing's name from a distance.
Xu Changzhi stood at the door, very satisfied with the result, for he knew full well Ye Qing's strength. On the other hand, Huang Feiming's face turned somewhat ugly. He had wanted to see Ye Qing embarrass himself, but instead, Ye not only saved face, he gained tremendous respect, something that Huang had not anticipated!
He Biao, having been slammed by Ye, almost fell apart, but this only stirred his ferocity. Struggling to get up, he lurched towards Ye and threw another punch. However, his speed had slowed considerably due to his injuries.
Ye Qing dodged several of He Biao's punches before suddenly grabbing He Biao's right wrist and twisting hard, dislocating his right arm.
He Biao let out an even more piercing scream. Now with almost no strength left and a dislocated arm, he essentially lost the ability to fight again and was thoroughly defeated.
Yet, Ye Qing did not intend to let him off. Holding onto his dislocated arm, he delivered several punches to He Biao's abdomen, chest, and face, causing him to be covered in blood and vomit uncontrollably, effectively depriving him of the ability to continue the fight.
With screams that shook the heavens, He Biao could only collapse weakly to the ground once Ye Qing released him, no longer displaying his previous arrogance. Fighting with Ye had made him realize the gap between them; he was utterly convinced of his defeat.
The majority of the onlookers were shocked. They had originally thought that He Biao was sure to win; who would have imagined that Ye Qing could defeat him so easily? Those who had previously looked down on Ye were now shouting his name loudly, showing complete admiration for him!
Old Fifth Yang walked over to He Biao, leaned down to look at him, and said, "How's that? Didn't I tell you? You wouldn't be able to leave here intact!"
As he spoke, Old Fifth Yang shook He Biao's dislocated arm, causing him such excruciating pain that He Biao almost cried.
"Brother Ye is so awesome!"
"Brother Ye is invincible; all those He Biaos and Li Biaos are useless in front of him!"
"Exactly, let's see who dares to badmouth Brother Ye behind his back now!"
Yuan Xiaoyu and her sisters were also discussing Ye Qing, with most people now holding absolute admiration for him!
After defeating He Biao, Ye Qing immediately turned around and returned to the private room.
"Brother Ye's skills are impressive!" Xu Changzhi said with a smile as he looked at Ye, "That guy had some serious muscles. I didn't expect you to knock him down so effortlessly!"
Gu Xianping had witnessed the entire process and, to be honest, he had been nervous throughout. Now that Ye had won, he let out a sigh of relief, tugged at Ye Qing's clothes, and said in a low voice, "I still think that you should avoid fighting with others in the future. If there's an issue, you could sit down and have a proper talk. Why resort to fighting?"
Xu Changzhi laughed and said, "Teacher Gu, let me correct you; that's called a martial contest, not a fight!"
Gu Xianping replied, "Whether it's a fight or a martial contest, fists and feet are blind. What if someone gets seriously hurt?"
Xu Changzhi glanced at Ye Qing and said, "Don't worry, Teacher Gu, Brother Ye won't lose!"
Gu Xianping shook his head and sighed, "In this world, how many people can be undefeated generals? Claiming kingship and dominance comes at a price. It's better to live a simpler life!"
Ye Qing slowly nodded his head, agreeing with Gu Xianping's words.
Xu Changzhi didn't take it too seriously. Being young, he of course didn't understand the meaning behind Gu's words.
Old Fifth Yang had all the onlookers who were gathering to watch the excitement dispersed before returning to the room to continue accompanying them. Wang Yuanbo made another call to have people come and take He Biao away.
As he was being captured, He Biao shouted loudly, "I'm turning myself in..."
Wang Yuanbo replied irritably, "Turn yourself in my ass, did you surrender in any way? If you wanted to turn yourself in, why didn't you go to the police station instead of coming to a restaurant? You say you want to surrender, but you come here to fight; you should be charged even more severely!"