My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 265: Just Asking For Humiliation

"Has this kid lost his mind?"

"Exactly. Besides Young Master Yin, who would dare claim they could beat Zhang Yu?"

"Hehe, don't say that. You never know, he might be one of those legendary Martial Arts masters!"

"Right, like in those Dragon Country movies! The kind of expert who can injure people just by breathing out!"

"Hahahaha!"

The crowd erupted in laughter, obviously mocking Yang Qi.

The girls following Ye Qianqian also lowered their heads, their faces flushed with embarrassment. Just moments ago, they had thought Yang Qi was decent—handsome and generous. But this was just too much bragging.

Zhang Yu beckoned to Yang Qi with a crooked finger. "Come at me, kid!"

He struck a cool pose and deliberately threw a flying kick. The force behind it made the surrounding crowd cheer. Zhang Yu's intention was to intimidate Yang Qi while also showing off his Taekwondo skills to Ye Qianqian.

What he didn't expect was for Yang Qi to simply laugh with disdain. "Flowery fists and fancy footwork. Utterly worthless!"

At these words, Zhang Yu's face darkened instantly. Even Yin Nanxi and the others beside him were stunned, their shock quickly turning into fury. This wasn't just an insult to Zhang Yu; it was an insult to all of Taekwondo.

It never occurred to them that others might have been just as offended when they themselves had been insulting Dragon Country's Martial Arts moments before. To earn respect, you must first respect others. Besides, Zhang Yu's skills really were nothing more than flowery fists and fancy footwork.

"Zhang Yu, teach him a lesson!" Yin Nanxi ordered coldly. "As long as you don't kill him, anything goes!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yu nodded, let out a fierce shout, and charged toward Yang Qi. Having already reached the Postnatal Perfection Realm, his Taekwondo techniques were as swift as thunder and incredibly sharp. He launched a flying kick that soared more than two meters high. If such a kick landed on an ordinary person, it would likely be fatal.

Unfortunately for Zhang Yu, he was facing Yang Qi. In Yang Qi's eyes, Zhang Yu was truly insignificant.

As Zhang Yu's kick flew toward him, Yang Qi took a deep breath and let out a mighty roar.

His voice was like a clap of thunder.

The shockwave alone sent Zhang Yu flying. He crashed to the ground, spitting up mouthfuls of blood, his face deathly pale.

What!

Everyone in the crowd was dumbfounded. Yin Nanxi looked as if his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He had thought Zhang Yu would be more than enough to handle Yang Qi.

What on earth is this guy? Injuring someone with a shout? Just by exhaling? Is it real, just like in the movies? He must be doing this on purpose!

"Kid, you know so little about Dragon Country's Martial Arts, yet you dare to pass judgment so recklessly," Yang Qi said, glancing indifferently at Zhang Yu. "Injuring someone with a breath—just because you've never seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I'd advise you to practice your martial arts diligently and learn to be a decent person, instead of acting like someone else's dog!"

Zhang Yu was so enraged he coughed up more blood, but his injuries were too severe for him to speak.

The crowd's perception of Yang Qi had completely changed. They had originally thought he was just a braggart, but who knew he actually possessed real skill? He had defeated Zhang Yu, and with such ease.

Yin Nanxi's expression turned ugly. "Bastard! It was just a friendly spar. How could you be so ruthless!"

"Hehe, are you blind?" Yang Qi sneered. "That kick of his was clearly meant to kill me. I merely injured him, and you think I went too far? Is my life worthless? Is his so much more precious?"

Yin Nanxi gritted his teeth, unable to find a retort. The people around him began to whisper and point.

"Hey, you from Hu Country! Didn't you say Dragon Country's kung fu was rubbish? How come your Taekwondo is so useless!"

"Why don't you go up yourself? Don't be scared!"

"We won't laugh even if you lose!"

It was incredibly satisfying. When Yin Nanxi and his group had mocked Dragon Country's kung fu, no one could refute them, since none of them were a match for Yin Nanxi. But now, Yang Qi had won back some respect for them.

"Hmph, you think I wouldn't dare?" Yin Nanxi scoffed, still very confident in himself. As a young Martial Arts Master, he was definitely among the elite of his generation. He glanced at Yang Qi, who seemed to be only in his mid-twenties. Formidable, yes, but he's definitely not my match.

"I'd advise against it. Once we fight, someone is bound to get hurt. Then you'll just accuse me of being a bully," Yang Qi said, waving his hand dismissively.

"Rest assured," Yin Nanxi declared. "In our battle today, no matter who gets hurt, no one will be held accountable. Everyone here can be our witness!"

"You really want to fight?" Yang Qi asked with a smile.

"Of course. Are you scared?" Yin Nanxi retorted. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Fine. You go first. Otherwise, if I make a move, you won't get a chance," Yang Qi said lightly, his hands in his pockets.

Originally, he hadn't been exceptionally handsome, and his height was barely one meter eighty. But after beginning his Immortal Cultivation, he seemed to grow more handsome and charismatic by the day. He had even grown a little taller.

Ye Qianqian watched this version of Yang Qi with hearts in her eyes. Seeing her expression, Yin Nanxi felt so aggravated he could have coughed up blood.

"Ha!"

Yin Nanxi suddenly roared and lunged forward, executing a 280-degree spin in mid-air. The force of his kick, magnified by the momentum and amplified by his Inner Strength, was enough to wreck a car, let alone a human body. Even before the kick arrived, the wind pressure it generated was palpable.

"How boring."

Yang Qi's right hand shot out like a bolt of lightning, catching Yin Nanxi's ankle. He then forcefully slammed him toward the ground.

BANG!

Yin Nanxi hit the ground hard, while Yang Qi hadn't even moved from his spot.

Casually clapping his hands, Yang Qi said, "So, who's the real weakling? Heh. Stay away from my sister in the future. Otherwise, I'll cripple you."

Yin Nanxi tried to speak, but Yang Qi's mockery made him spit out another mouthful of blood.

How unbearable! How frustrating! How humiliating!

Those in Taekwondo uniforms were stunned. Yin Nanxi had lost, and so quickly at that. Defeated in a single move! This guy was too strong!

"Brother Qi, you're amazing!" Ye Qianqian exclaimed, excitedly hugging Yang Qi's arm and jumping with joy.

"Let's go."

Yang Qi couldn't be bothered with such brats. Although he wasn't much older himself, he had experienced far too much and had already become calm and composed. In comparison, Yin Nanxi was just a child.

Yang Qi left with Ye Qianqian, leaving behind a disbelieving Yin Nanxi. By extension, Taekwondo itself had been shamed, but that was a disgrace Yin Nanxi had brought upon himself.

「In the afternoon.」

Yin Tongfan and representatives from the Tongfan Company arrived at the Qifei Group to discuss a partnership with Li Qingyan and Ye Fei. For the Qifei Group, this was an unmissable opportunity to gain a foothold in international markets, despite the Tongfan Company's modest size. Therefore, both Ye Fei and Li Qingyan were present, accompanied by executives like Lin Xiaofei and Cao Zhendong.

The negotiations were not particularly pleasant. Yin Tongfan was extremely arrogant, and the conditions he proposed were quite harsh.