God-Level All-rounder Expert

61: Chapter 60, Venting!

61: Chapter 60, Venting!

Led by a bald man, four people came and surrounded Fang Yi.

Actually, to say they surrounded him wasn’t exactly true; upon observing, Fang Yi noted that he could easily escape if he wished, but he had no intention of running—otherwise, why wouldn’t he have just taken the back door?

“Kid, what’s your name?

State it,” the bald man said, sizing Fang Yi up from head to toe and feeling an extreme disdain upon seeing Fang Yi’s refined appearance.

“Fang Yi.” He didn’t care much as he stated his own name.

“Fang Yi, huh?

Do you know who you’ve messed with?” the bald man asked again.

“No idea,” Fang Yi responded; even if he did, he wouldn’t say so, as long as he knew it himself.

“Not know?

Let me tell you, you’ve messed with Young Master Ren today.

Here in Moon City, who doesn’t know Young Master Ren?

And yet you say you don’t know,” the bald man’s eyes grew more scornful and his tone more contemptuous as he added, “I’ll give you a chance—go kneel and knock your head on the ground three times in front of Young Master Ren, and I’ll only break one of your legs.

Otherwise…hehe…”

Fang Yi indifferently said, “I’ve only ever seen others kowtow to me, I don’t have the habit of kowtowing to others.” His meaning was clear: thinking he would kowtow?

No chance at all.

The bald man’s eyes narrowed slightly, showing a ruthless light; his smile turned ferocious, “Looks like you’re not choosing to show respect, but rather to face punishment!”

“You all can come at me together,” Fang Yi said arrogantly.

Upon hearing Fang Yi’s arrogant remark, the bald man and his group felt provoked.

A large, vigorous man stood out; he bent his fingers, cracking his knuckles with a series of loud snaps, and even tilted his head sideways to warm up for the fight.

“Actually…I’m not just a pianist,” Fang Yi suddenly mentioned, addressing Ding Miaoyan by his side.

“And what else can you do?”

“I can fight,” Fang Yi replied.

“I saw a bit of that the other day,” Ding Miaoyan commented.

Yi replied, his tone revealing utter ease,

only be a distraction by Fang Yi’s side

had warmed up

was a whole head taller than Fang Yi, and his waist

man roared lowly, his momentum

fist swung at Fang Yi’s

delicate-looking Fang Yi seemed incapable of withstanding such a blow and seemed destined to be struck and sent

make you beg for mercy!” the

expression turned cold; seeing the fist heading his way, Fang Yi suddenly split his legs, his knees slightly bending, ready

Yi’s hands, at an incredible angle, bypassed the

turned ghostly, as agile as the wind; he stood with his

suddenly bent, hammering into

instantly twisted his face in

someone cried out in

sensed something

shocked eyes, Fang Yi, supporting the big man’s robust and towering body with his shoulder,

Boom!

A perfect shoulder throw!

big man hit the ground, the pain tearing through his chest from Fang Yi’s strike and his head throbbing painfully; he couldn’t get

walked over, squatted in front of the big man, and clenched his

suddenly shouted, his

he hadn’t heard the bald man’s words, smashed his fist into the face of the burly man, twisting his head and knocking him out

Yi slowly stood up, a mocking smile on his lips,

What about it?”

kid is quite

He’s a practitioner.

him together!” the bald

strength Fang Yi displayed just now, he thought it better

soon as he said this, the

four

cold smile, said, “Perfect timing.” He suddenly felt his

were skilled men, far superior to the petty thugs Fang Yi

for he

advanced, charging directly into the midst

glass door, Kong Qingci stood with her arms crossed over her chest, embodying a

the fight outside, her gaze stayed locked on Fang

understanding why Fang Yi had

this man, who was so different from the others she had

on himself, he dared to confront Ren Hao, the son of Ren Tianqing, one

were those rich second-generations or officials’ kids, they probably would have been calling

the door, her purse slung over her

she saw Fang Yi knock down one man, she heaved a sigh of relief, and even more so when he

only the bald

companions fall one by one,

mixed on the fighting stage, boxed both