"So what should we do first..." After making up his mind, Yang Tian gently patted his cheek, thinking about where to start.
In his first life, Yang Tian was just a poor student with no ability and no background. He had a lot of desires, but very few of them were achieved. When it comes to regrets, there are quite a lot.
Know where to start.
After thinking for a long time, Yang Tian finally showed an evil smile on his face. He knew what the first target was.
"Yujing University, Karate Club...Yi Shaohui!" Yang Tian softly spat out these words from his mouth.
These are a few words that made Yang Tian gnash his teeth.
Yujing University is one of the top universities in Chongqing City, but this university is infiltrated by local evil forces. Under the seemingly harmonious school spirit, there are terrible undercurrents hidden. However, under the harmonious trend, no one dares to say more.
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The Karate Club of Yujing University can be said to be a microcosm of the evil forces in this university. The current chairman of the Karate Club, Yi Shaohui, is the only son of Chongqing Municipal Public Security Bureau Chief Yi Qingcang.
Yi Qingcang is an extremely mysterious person, far more than can be summed up by the title of "Director of Public Security". His background is huge and complex, and it is hidden. All people know is that for many years, everyone who followed him
All those he opposed were unlucky without exception.
There are rumors that Yi Qingcang is the biggest protector of the evil forces in Chongqing City, but of course these can only be "rumors".
With such an arrogant father, Yi Shaohui naturally has the capital to be arrogant and domineering. And that's exactly what he did.
The karate club he leads is a place that makes ordinary students change their minds after hearing about it. Even the teachers in the school do not dare to provoke the students in the karate club at all.
Everyone knows that if you enter this place, you won’t be able to get out without peeling off your skin. Some people even call Yi Shaohui’s karate club the “Palace of the King of Hell.”
In his first life, Yang Tian accidentally bumped into Yi Shaohui, and was immediately dragged to the karate club by Yi Shaohui's followers and tortured for several hours. Although Yang Tian tried his best to resist, he was not able to resist.
Due to his limited ability, the result of his resistance was that he lay in the hospital for two full months without being able to get out of bed.
This encounter left a deep shadow in Yang Tian's heart. In his first life, Yang Tian had the strongest desire, and that was to take revenge on these scumbags who almost killed him. But in this life
Before he could think of any good way to take revenge, he had already traveled through time and became Master Yang.
Originally, Yang Tian thought that he would never be able to get back this debt. Even if he cultivated to Tongxuan, even if he became the first person in the universe, he would not be able to withstand the passage of time. He could only think of it occasionally.
There was an inexplicable feeling of dissatisfaction in his heart. This shadow was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. It would bite Yang Tian unexpectedly, and the wound would hurt in an invisible place.
But unexpectedly, thanks to the miraculous nature of nature, he could actually see Master Yi again.
"Okay, Young Master 'One Spoonful of Stew', the perfection of your mind starts with you..." Yang Tian finished speaking softly, and with a flicker of his body, he disappeared from the spot.
At this time, in the training ground of the Karate Club of Yujing University, Yi Shaohui was lying on a beach chair, eating with relish a fruit that a beautiful woman carefully peeled into small pieces and stuffed into his mouth.
Watching the students of the karate club perform their unique karate skills on a tied-up student.
The tied student had an exaggerated hooked nose, small eyes but extremely sharp eyes. The clothes on his upper body had been stripped clean, revealing a body of well-proportioned and strong muscles. At this time, although he was being taken turns by a group of karate students
He said hello, but the student's face was still full of rebelliousness.
"Mr. Yi... we just hope to subdue this young man, we don't want him to be beaten to death or disabled." Next to Yi Shaohui, a man with a fair face, a mustache, wearing a kimono, dragging
The middle-aged man looked at Yi Shaohui with some displeasure and said in fluent Chinese.
"Mr. Fujimoto, am I not helping you to conquer it?" Yi Shaohui chewed nonchalantly and said unclearly, "What about you, you are a foreigner after all, aren't you? You don't know much about this situation either. This kid
He is a bitch and will not bow his head until he feels better. I have long wanted to deal with him... Haha, of course, please rest assured Mr. Fujimoto. I know that your organization has always had a good relationship with my father, so I will definitely do it.
You guys are just trying to save your face, but you won’t really destroy him, so my brothers are still very measured in their actions.”
"We are supporting..." At this time, a tall, stern-faced man in a black suit standing next to Fujimoto said in blunt Chinese. But as soon as he started speaking, Fujimoto glared at him.
He glanced at it and immediately changed his words, "...It's the first time I found such a good seedling in China, but I still can't break it."
"Ha, Mr. Koizumi, if you want to say China, just say it. Isn't it just a name?" Yi Shaohui smiled generously and pinched the breasts of the beauty in D-cup, causing the beauty to scream.
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"Master Fujimoto..." Seeing that Yi Shaohui still had no intention of stopping, Xiaoquan looked a little gloomy and said to Fujimoto in Japanese, "This superhuman's ability comes from the body itself. If the fight continues like this, I'm worried that...
It will have a certain impact on his abilities."
A moment of deep thought flashed across Fujimoto's fair face, and then he said: "Mr. Yi, please let us take this young man away. Right now."
"Oh? Don't Mr. Fujimoto plan to tame this kid first?" Yi Shaohui raised his head and glanced at Fujimoto. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he could only stand up with unsatisfied feelings, "Okay then..."
"Bang!" There was a sound. At this moment, the door of the karate club was suddenly kicked open, and the strong sunlight that suddenly rushed in from outside the door made everyone in the room couldn't help but squint their eyes.
"Da, da..." Then, against the strong light, a figure that seemed to be radiant slowly walked in and walked towards Yi Shaohui.
Probably because they simply couldn't believe that someone would dare to break into the "Palace of the King of Hell" so arrogantly, so for a while, everyone stared blankly at the intruder and forgot to react.
The intruder walked slowly to the opposite side of Yi Shaohui, picked an empty beach chair and sat down, then folded his hands and put them behind his head, lying leisurely on the back of the chair. Then he lifted up
With his left leg, he kicked the fruit plate, tea, snacks and other things on the table in front of Yi Shaohui to the ground, and then placed his right leg on the table with his left leg, shaking lightly.
"Who the hell are you? What a coward!" Only then did Yi Shaohui wake up from his surprise, and said to the intruder angrily. He, Yi Shaohui, the young master, has never been so brave in his life.
I have never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant in front of him. What's more, the intruder has an ordinary appearance, average build, and is wearing a dirty school uniform. At first glance, he looks like a poor student.
"Young master, you are so forgetful of noble people. You don't remember where you are so soon?" The intruder looked at the furious Yi Shaohui, with an evil smile on his face.
This intruder is none other than Yang Tian.
"You are looking for death, you poor man!" Yang Tian's tone made Yi Shaohui furious. Although he had long forgotten who the poor man in front of him was, he was happy to let this poor man remember him forever.
"Hoo!" With a sound, Yi Shaohui jumped up and whipped Yang Tian.
Although Yi Shaohui acted recklessly, his attainments in karate were indeed quite high. The power of this kick was astonishing, enough to kick the opponent away with both his body and his chair.
Of course, the premise is that the person sitting in the chair is just an ordinary person.
Looking at the furious Yi Shaohui, Yang Tian smiled softly. Although only a small part of Yang Tian's cultivation level was left at this time, in the modern earth, it was still a monster-level existence. Yi Shaohui
Even if Hui's leg was ten times stronger, it would not pose any threat to Yang Tian. Yang Tian could easily separate Yi Shaohui's leg from his body with just a move of his fingers.
But it would be too boring to play like this.
In his first life, Yang Tian imagined that the most enjoyable way to get revenge was to learn Chinese martial arts, go to the gym and kick these fake Japanese devils who learned karate one by one like sandbags.
It's like Chen Zhen and Bruce Lee in the movie.
This is probably the most passionate way of fighting that a student of his generation and age in the first life can think of, right?
But now that he wanted to make up for his past regrets and make himself happy, Yang Tian also decided to follow his thoughts back then.
With just a slight thought, Yang Tian completely restrained the energy in his body, leaving only his physical strength. Then, Yang Tian fiercely flew up, jumping nearly two meters high, easily
He dodged Yi Shaohui's kick.
"Whoa!" At the same time that the beach chair was kicked away violently, Yang Tian in mid-air made a beautiful 360-degree turn, and his right leg hit Yi Shaohui's face like a windmill, and he shouted
A Bruce Lee-like howl: "Ada!"
"Bang!" With a loud noise, Yi Shaohui was kicked up like a ball. After drawing a long parabola, he fell heavily to the ground. The left side of his face was immediately swollen half a day high - this
It was still the result of Yang Tian's mercy, otherwise Yang Tian could easily kick Yi Shaohui's head open even with physical strength alone.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you beat him to death!" Yi Shaohui screamed while lying on the ground, and at the same time howled at the karate students who were still surrounding the hook-nosed student.
The students reacted immediately, yelled and rushed towards Yang Tian.
"Well done!" At this time, Yang Tian had completely entered the role, as if he had become the innocent boy before.
After yelling, Yang Tian jumped into the enemy group.
Everything is just as Yang Tian imagined in the first life. He is like an ape, constantly dodging the fierce fists and kicks; his shots are accurate, and he can always catch the lone enemy in the right air, beating like a drum.
He used Wing Chun's unique and exciting striking method to hit the enemy as soft as noodles and fell to the ground; his legs were like lightning, and after every smooth "Ada", an enemy flew up like a rubber ball.
At this moment, Yang Tian became more and more courageous as he fought, and his mind seemed to have broken through the limitations of time and space, and was closely connected with his former self. With each punch, his thoughts became clearer; with each kick,
His mind felt a little more complete.
Gradually, Yang Tian felt a slight, crisp crackling sound coming from his body. It was the sound of his cultivation beginning to thaw, catalyzed by his ever-improving mind!