In the confined room, there was a sudden commotion, with angry roars and the sounds of punches and kicks filling the air. Occasionally, a muffled groan could be heard, and drops of blood splattered out.
As the saying goes, it's hard to fight four hands with just two. Yang Kai's strength was far inferior to these few people, and he was fighting five of them. How could he possibly protect himself?
Often, when he managed to land a blow on someone else, he would have to endure four or five attacks in return.
These Enforcement Hall disciples were ruthless, each punch landing with force. Although they wouldn't kill Yang Kai, after such a severe beating, anyone would have to lie in bed for one or two months.
"Stop!" After a while, the Enforcement Hall disciple at the Qi Movement Realm suddenly roared in anger, quickly jumping out of the fight. "Stop, or you'll kill him."
The other four also hurriedly stepped back, staring at Yang Kai, who was lying on the ground, their eyes filled with a hint of fear.
"Damn!" One of them covered his cheek. "He slapped me, almost knocking out my teeth."
Another one clutched his crotch, his face pale with fear. "I almost lost my lineage. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would have been the one lying down."
Even though he had dodged the vital areas, his thigh still felt a burning pain. The kick Yang Kai had delivered with all his might was so powerful that even now, thinking about it made him shudder.
The five of them looked at each other, all stunned. In this battle where their strength was so vastly different, they had beaten Yang Kai to the ground, but each of them had been left with some marks, no matter how minor.
This discovery shocked the five of them! Their faces turned red with embarrassment. How embarrassing was this?
How could a mere Level 3 Kaiyuan Realm trial disciple be so vicious? They hadn't taken him seriously when they were beating him, but now, thinking about it, it seemed quite unbelievable.
"Thud..." A sound came, and the five of them looked over to see Yang Kai, who should have been lying on the ground, shakily stand up, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His body flickered with a faint red light, and a scorching sensation came from him, as if a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years had erupted.
"This yuan qi fluctuation..." The disciple at the Qi Movement Realm looked shocked. "It's not right."
How could a Level 3 Kaiyuan Realm disciple have such yuan qi fluctuations? It was clearly at the peak of the Kaiyuan Realm, and one more step would likely bring him to the Qi Movement Realm.
"He can still stand?" One of them widened his eyes, almost biting his tongue. Even if he had been beaten like that, he wouldn't have the strength to move a finger. How could Yang Kai stand up?
"He's coming!" Another one suddenly shouted in alarm. Before the words were out of his mouth, the shakily standing Yang Kai suddenly rushed over, creating a whirlwind.
Midway, Yang Kai's fist turned fiery red, like a branding iron pulled from a charcoal fire.
The one who shouted gathered all the yuan qi in his body and punched Yang Kai.
With a "Boom," the man was thrown backward, hitting the wall and falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Yang Kai paused for a moment, then found his second target.
"Ridiculous!" The leading disciple at the Qi Movement Realm was furious. Five senior disciples beating one junior disciple, and they couldn't even take him down, let alone being counterattacked. What kind of reputation would this bring? Where would their faces be?
In a fit of anger, the Qi Movement Realm disciple pushed out a palm, his qi sinking into his dantian, and he shouted, "Wind Whirl!"
The room was instantly filled with a howling wind. From his palm, a visible small tornado burst out, directly meeting Yang Kai's fist.
Crack... A sound came, and the clothes on Yang Kai's arm were torn to shreds, and his entire arm was covered in blood.
Yang Kai's eyes, red with anger, showed surprise. His True Yang Yuan Qi surged out, fiercely blocking the opponent's martial technique.
With a "Whoosh," a ball of fire exploded in the room.
Yang Kai's True Yang Yuan Qi and the Qi Movement Realm disciple's Wind Whirl merged, igniting directly.
In the fire, Yang Kai's fist struck the Qi Movement Realm disciple's palm, and both were pushed back.
"What are you waiting for? Attack!" The Qi Movement Realm disciple's palm was red, and he was shocked by the opponent's strange yuan qi. Although he wasn't injured, he had suffered a slight disadvantage. In a fit of anger, he roared.
The other three Enforcement Hall disciples, who were stunned, finally came to their senses, rushed forward, and surrounded Yang Kai again, each using their skills to beat him.
The one who had been thrown by Yang Kai also joined in, enraged and embarrassed.
After half a cup of tea, the four gradually stopped, panting heavily and stepping back a few meters, looking at Yang Kai from across the room, their eyes filled with caution.
They were truly stunned by this junior disciple's madness.
The second round of beating was effective! Yang Kai's injuries were several times worse than before, but... the four had also paid a price.
"Will he get up again?" One of them asked, covering his mouth and coughing, with a pool of blood in his hand after coughing.
"He shouldn't, he's beaten like this." Another one rubbed his eye, which was bruised and swollen, as if scalded by boiling water.
All five felt bitter. They believed they had suffered such a loss entirely due to the terrain.
In this small room, the five of them seemed to have the advantage, but it was actually difficult to attack together, while the opponent had no such constraints. With enemies all around, he could fully unleash his strength. If they were in the wilderness, they could have fully utilized their strength and wouldn't have been in such an awkward situation.
However... this junior disciple named Yang Kai had truly astonishing strength. A typical Level 3 Kaiyuan Realm disciple was no match for him. No wonder Wei Zhuang had lost to him.
Just as the five thought Yang Kai had been beaten to the ground, he moved again, weak and disheveled, but slowly straightening up. The yuan qi fluctuations from his body not only didn't weaken but became even more powerful.
"Damn!" The Qi Movement Realm disciple cursed. What kind of freak was this junior disciple? How could he not fall unconscious after such a beating?
"Don't come closer, or I'll really kill you!" The one with the bruised eye shouted, his voice trembling.
This was a ridiculous and laughable scene. The attackers huddled together, shouting at the one they had beaten not to come closer. On the other hand, the one who had been beaten, almost delirious and covered in blood, was moving step by step toward the five.
Each step was heavy, and he swayed as if he would fall at any moment, but he continued to move forward.
If not for the wall behind them, the five would have retreated.
{Piaotian Literature}