The Strongest Dandy in the City

23: Chapter 23 Shall we practice?

23: Chapter 23 Shall we practice?

Atop the arena.

Ye Chenfeng never stopped slapping, the crisp “smack smack smack” sounding like the most wonderful music in the world to the members of Leap Troop.

Each of their faces flushed with excitement, as if they were the ones slapping Fang Haitao, finding immense satisfaction.

“Lu Tian, I’m not dreaming, am I?

Chenfeng took care of Fang Haitao?” Zhou Ping, supporting Lu Tian, was stunned for a long time before he finally spoke up.

Lu Tian was no less shocked than Zhou Ping, even forgetting the pain from his injuries, his eyes fixed intently on the slender, confident figure on the stage, stuttering, “Zhou Ping, c-can you hit me to see if I’m dreaming?”

Zhou Ping landed a punch straight into Lu Tian’s injured chest, and Lu Tian let out a cry of pain, cursing, “Zhou Ping, what the hell are you doing?

You’re killing me.”

“Didn’t you ask me to hit you?” Zhou Ping said, looking innocently.

“I’ve always said that Chenfeng is actually a master,” Gu Le, who was usually reticent, popped up from somewhere and said.

“Enough, we must interrogate Chenfeng later,” Zhou Ping said with keen interest.

“Ugh ugh ugh—” On the stage, Fang Haitao from time to time let out pitiful moans; his face was almost pulverized by Ye Chen’s slaps, repeatedly trying to beg for mercy but unable to articulate.

Seeing that the time was about right, Ye Chenfeng lowered his voice so that only Fang Haitao could hear, saying, “How about it, ‘master’?

Weren’t you acting all high and mighty just moments ago?

You want to admit defeat now, don’t you?”

At his words, Fang Haitao nodded frantically.

The saying goes, a wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him.

After being humiliated so publicly for so long, he couldn’t take it anymore.

Watching Fang Haitao nod incessantly, Ye Chenfeng spoke with a meaningful tone, “But I haven’t had enough fun yet!

Let me enjoy a few hundred more slaps.”

“Ugh ugh ugh—” Hearing this, Fang Haitao felt like he might as well die, struggling desperately, his throat filled with sobs.

“What?

You still don’t want to admit defeat at this point?

I really must admire your courage,” Ye Chenfeng sarcastically said aloud.

Fang Haitao, with his collar held by Ye Chenfeng, was so angry he was on the verge of tears, cursing inwardly at the shamelessness, gasping for breath, fury surging within him, only to faint from the anger provoked by Ye Chen’s words.

With a “thump!” of his leg, Ye Chenfeng kicked the fainted Fang Haitao off the platform.

That kick would probably keep the man in bed for a month, and that served as revenge for Lu Tian.

“The Furious Tiger Troop appeared so arrogant at first, I thought there might be some masters among you.

Turns out you’re all just pushovers?

Who’s next?

Come on up,” Ye Chenfeng returned all the insults Fang Haitao had thrown at Leap Troop, now that he was a member of the troop, after all!

Fang Haitao had been powerless under Ye Chenfeng’s hands, even fainting from the slapping, how could the other members of Furious Tiger Troop have the courage to stand on the platform?

Such humiliation would cast an indelible shadow for a lifetime!

Members of the Furious Tiger Troop hung their heads in silence; Li Zaitian, who had been watching the fight while seated, was by now choking with fury, stood up from his chair, and shouted, “Get off the platform right now!

Fang Haitao clearly lost just now, yet you continued to humiliate him.

I demand you apologize to Fang Haitao.”

“Like subordinate, like officer.” Ye Chenfeng dismissed the idea with a leap from the ring and approached Li Zaitian, saying, “Your eyes aren’t blind, are they?

Lu Tian obviously lost in the last match too, how did Fang Haitao handle it?

So it’s fine for officials to set fires but not for the common folk to light lamps?”

Li Zaitian had not anticipated that a mere member of the Leap Troop would dare to talk back to him in public.

After all, he was an instructor of the Mighty Tiger Troop, and at this moment, all members of his troop were watching him!

If he lost face here, how could he ever manage the Mighty Tiger Troop in the future?

He turned toward Lin Zhonghu and demanded, “Instructor Lin, is this the quality of your Leap Troop members?

You must give me an explanation for today’s incident.”

“Explain to your mother!

Ye Chenfeng said nothing wrong; it was Fang Haitao who first humiliated Lu Tian.

If you’re not satisfied, go ahead and complain about me to the higher-ups!” Lin Zhonghu cursed outright.

Li Zaitian was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and pointing at Ye Chenfeng, he bellowed, “You little punk, don’t think just because Lin Zhonghu is protecting you today that you’re safe.

The Mighty Tiger Troop will sooner or later settle this score with you.”

“Want to settle the score?

It’s simple, how about we spar right now?

Let your men see for themselves what their instructor is capable of,” Ye Chenfeng shrugged and suggested.

Li Zaitian was instantly rendered speechless, his face as strained as if he were constipated.

He and Fang Haitao had sparred before, with him emerging victorious only after thirty moves.

However, Ye Chenfeng had solved Fang Haitao with a mere glance, and in such a humiliating way, so he wasn’t confident he could beat Chenfeng.

Going up against him blindly, only to lose in front of the Mighty Tiger Troop members, would mean he could pretty much kiss his instructor role goodbye.

“What right do you have to fight me?

I, Li Zaitian, am an instructor of the Mighty Tiger Troop.

Even if I beat you, wouldn’t people still say it was a case of the strong bullying the weak?” Li Zaitian said pridefully, standing tall.

After all, losing is one thing, but losing dignity is another!

He needed to show his commanding presence.

“Li Zaitian, since he isn’t qualified to fight you, surely I must be, right?

We can have a friendly match right now,” Lin Zhonghu quickly jumped in after Li Zaitian’s declaration.

Li Zaitian and Lin Zhonghu had crossed hands four or five times before, and each time Li Zaitian was the one defeated.

He was far inferior to Lin Zhonghu in terms of combat skills.

“Lin Zhonghu, just you wait, all of you!” Li Zaitian didn’t accept Lin Zhonghu’s challenge and instead turned around and left the training field.

Seeing that their own instructor had left, all members of the Mighty Tiger Troop hastily followed Li Zaitian’s lead.

“Woohoo—”

The Mighty Tiger Troop left the training field with their tails between their legs, prompting the entire Leap Troop to cheer ecstatically.

After all, they had been losing to the Mighty Tiger Troop for five consecutive months.

This was finally a cleansing of their previous shame.

After the competition ended, Lin Zhonghu ordered the members to immediately line up and assemble.

Wiping the joy from his face, he spoke out loud and clear, “We won this month’s competition because we had Ye Chenfeng with us.

If it weren’t for Ye Chenfeng joining our Leap Troop training a month ago, you would still be losers today.

If you don’t want to remain losers in the future, then train properly.

Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir!” the members shouted loudly.

“Did you not have breakfast?

I want it louder!” Lin Zhonghu raised his voice and questioned further.

“Instructor, we understand!” The unified voices thundered across the training field, undoubtedly igniting the fiery passion in the members’ hearts.

Of course, Ye Chenfeng was an exception; with the experience of two lifetimes, his thoughts were far steadier than the average person’s.