Chapter 300 Trouble Spirit_1

He never dreamed that Yang Yi's martial skills would be so terrifying. He had already gathered over a dozen capable fighters, and they still couldn't beat Yang Yi—this was simply inconceivable.

"But you?"

Yang Yi suddenly pointed at Yang Shanhe and said, "Now, it's your turn."

After all, with his men down, it was naturally Yang Shanhe's turn.

Seeing this, fear instantly washed over Yang Shanhe's face as he said, "You, what are you going to do?"

Knowing how skilled Yang Yi was, even a dozen Yang Shanhes combined wouldn't stand a chance against him.

"What am I going to do?"

Yang Yi's mouth curved into a smirk, and suddenly he kicked out towards him.

"Thud." A muffled sound as the kick landed on his stomach, sending him flying.

"Ahh." Yang Shanhe screamed in pain, crashing heavily onto the ground, almost crying from the agony.

"You, you dare hit me, do you know who I am? I am the son of the Yang family," Yang Shanhe roared in anger.