Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 981 - 908: Zhong Ming Takes Action

"Ye Qingfeng?"

Yuan Shijie was taken aback.

"He’s the chief instructor of our East Sea Military District. Those special soldiers were all trained by him..."

"What, so young, and your East Sea Military District’s special forces’ strength has improved so quickly! Was he the one who taught them?"

Yuan Shijie was instantly excited.

Military Commander Xiao mentioned many times that Ye Qingfeng is a super strong figure, turning each special soldier into a Martial Artist!

What a terrifying feat.

Military Commander Xiao wanted to recruit him into the Martial Arts Association, but unfortunately, they never saw him again.

Now, he unexpectedly invited this genius here.

Yuan Shijie glanced at Ye Qingfeng, who was a handsome young man, appearing somewhat tall and slender, not like a martial arts expert.

But Yuan Shijie knew, a martial artist’s strength doesn’t relate to body type.

"Mr. Ye Qingfeng is truly a prodigy, becoming a legendary Super Martial Artist at such a young age, which is truly admirable."

Yuan Shijie quickly praised.

Ye Qingfeng nodded, not modest, and said, "Alright, let’s start quickly; I have things to do tonight."

Yuan Shijie nodded inwardly, Ye Qingfeng’s confidence also reassured him. Although Ye Qingfeng was not as modest as other young people, this confidence gave him great assurance.

"Mr. Park, we have one last person here to challenge you. If he loses again, we Huaxia will admit defeat. I will also admit before the reporters that Huaxia Martial Arts indeed cannot compare to Korea."

Yuan Shijie turned to Park Myung Jun and said.

Park Myung Jun also noticed Ye Qingfeng and Zhong Ming, realizing they were reinforcements invited by Yuan Shijie, but he didn’t take it to heart.

The strength of these Huaxia people was far inferior to theirs, and he was not worried at all.

"Okay, I hope Chairman Yuan keeps his promise."

Yuan Shijie turned back and said to Ye Qingfeng, "Mr. Ye, please."

"Not me, he’s going on stage."

Ye Qingfeng slightly moved aside, revealing Zhong Ming standing behind him.

"You’re not going? Then who is this..."

Yuan Shijie asked in surprise.

He trusted Ye Qingfeng’s strength because he had Military Commander Xiao’s assurance that Ye Qingfeng was definitely a Martial Artist.

But who was this person, though he looked robust, true martial artists do not relate to physique, who knows if he’s really an expert.

"Ye Qingfeng is my instructor!"

Zhong Ming stepped forward and said.

"What, you’re his student?" Yuan Shijie exclaimed in surprise. Zhong Ming was obviously older than Ye Qingfeng, yet Ye Qingfeng was Zhong Ming’s instructor?

Yuan Shijie became even more concerned, if Zhong Ming was Ye Qingfeng’s friend, it would mean they should be on par as experts.

But Zhong Ming was Ye Qingfeng’s student, even if Ye Qingfeng were a prodigy, he shouldn’t be much stronger, and Zhong Ming as his student would be even weaker.

This way, they had no absolute chance of winning.

Yuan Shijie hesitated, feeling uneasy but unable to directly express it.

Military Commander Xiao noticed Yuan Shijie’s concern and said to Ye Qingfeng, "Instructor Ye, this match is very important to us, it’s related to our national honor, so we need absolute certainty, Zhong Ming he..."

Military Commander Xiao knew Zhong Ming’s strength.

In the special forces, he’s not among the strongest.

There’s a high chance of being defeated by the Koreans.

Before Military Commander Xiao could finish, Ye Qingfeng said calmly, "If you believe in me, let Zhong Ming go, he will naturally win. If you don’t trust me, I’ll just leave."

"Alright, since Mr. Ye is so confident, I believe in Mr. Ye."

Yuan Shijie respectfully bowed and said resolutely, he had no other choice now.

"Finish it quickly, don’t waste time."

Ye Qingfeng said to Zhong Ming.

"Yes, Instructor!"

Zhong Ming’s eyes focused, speaking with determination.

As a former special soldier, Zhong Ming’s patriotic fervor was stronger than ordinary people, he certainly couldn’t bear to see Koreans act arrogantly on his home turf!

Zhong Ming stepped onto the competition stage, while Li Xiangyu stood proudly in the arena, enjoying the cheers from a group of female fans below.

"You are not my opponent, bow to me and step down, and I won’t hurt you!"

Li Xiangyu’s Chinese was not very fluent, yet he spoke arrogantly.

He had defeated too many Huaxia contestants, even in Korea, he had few opponents. How could these Huaxia weaklings, who lost their heritage, be his match?

"Such nonsense!"

Zhong Ming glared coldly at him. Being with the instructor, he had seen many masters, such an arrogant guy who wasn’t even a Martial Artist, seemed a joke to him.

"You’re asking for humiliation!"

Li Xiangyu instantly got angry and assumed an attacking stance.

Upon the referee’s command, Li Xiangyu couldn’t hold back, delivering a series of kicks aimed at Ye Qingfeng.

Zhong Ming stood unmoved, to him, Li Xiangyu’s flashy and swift kick was nothing but a show.

Too weak!

"It’s over, this guy is too weak, he’s scared stiff by the Koreans’ kick."

"Alas, Huaxia Martial Arts is indeed overrated, modern Taekwondo and karate are the real combat martial arts."

A group of spectators sighed, no longer wanting to watch, they were ready to leave the venue.

"Wow, Li Xiangyu is too cool, this kick frightened the opponent stiff!"

"I always knew our Dongcheng is the best."

Girls with banners also shouted excitedly from the audience.

Li Xiangyu’s flying kick was about to hit Zhong Ming and send him flying.

At this moment, Zhong Ming moved, his hands suddenly spread open like a fierce tiger down the mountain, in an instant, he grasped Li Xiangyu’s kicking leg.

Li Xiangyu was stunned, he didn’t expect Zhong Ming to react so quickly, grabbing his kick.

He was not flustered at all, his skills were not just to this extent, with a slight smirk, Li Xiangyu sneered internally, even if this Huaxia person had some skills, he was not his opponent.

This was a chain kick.

As Zhong Ming grabbed Li Xiangyu’s right leg, Li Xiangyu used Borrowing Power, and was about to kick out his left leg.

This was his fatal move!

Zhong Ming didn’t even bother to think about Li Xiangyu’s moves, with a quick swing of the right foot he grasped!

Pure strength overcomes any skill!

This was complete power suppression!

Without any suspense, Zhong Ming grabbed Li Xiangyu’s right leg, slamming him to the ground like a sandbag.

In his heart, Zhong Ming already disliked these Korean punks and didn’t want to waste time, so he swung Li Xiangyu again, thrashing him like a dead dog.

"Oh, damn..."

"My God, is there really someone who fights like this!"

The spectators were dumbfounded, this guy was too strong, actually swinging someone like this!

Li Xiangyu’s fans were also stunned, unable to believe that their invincible and handsome idol was being beaten like this.