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The young men were suddenly both shocked and enraged.

"What? Did I hear that right?"

"Fang Yuan, have you lost your mind? You're standing at the school gate trying to extort us?!"

"Are you crazy? Who gave you the nerve to target us like this?"

"Get lost, you Grade C loser, dare to block my way. If you don't move, I'll kick you away... ugh!"

Suddenly, Fang Yuan acted.

With his right hand formed into a palm, he struck fiercely. The movement was precise and quick, his palm slicing diagonally, hitting the left side of a young man's neck.

The unfortunate youth, caught off guard by Fang Yuan's sudden attack while he was still cursing, took a heavy blow. His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed on the spot.

"Damn! Are you really attacking?!" The crowd erupted, with the youths instinctively stepping back.

"Gu Yue Bei just passed out cold, what do we do?" Someone shouted in fear and panic.

"What else can we do?! There are so many of us and only one Fang Yuan. Let's rush him together and beat him up hard." Someone yelled, their anger erupting.

"Right, he's ignorant of his own limitations, dares to provoke us alone. It's like a brave leopard with big ambitions! Everyone, let's go!!"

However, before they could act, Fang Yuan had already made his move.

Taking several quick steps forward, he first entered the crowd.

His palm struck diagonally, hitting a young man's neck. The youth rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Ah!" A young man shouted loudly, raising his fist to sweep across Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan crouched down, raised his foot, and kicked the person in the pants.

Ah ooh!

The youth's cry, initially loud and spirited, abruptly rose in pitch, becoming sharp and shrill, filled with misery and pain.

Plop.

He clutched his crotch with both hands, his knees softened and he knelt down, rolling on the ground, shouting loudly in pain, drenched in cold sweat.

Fang Yuan raised his palms and pounced like a tiger among sheep!

With 500 years of fighting experience, Fang Yuan was facing a group of green youngsters who had just begun their training, and they could not be his match.

In the blink of an eye, this group of young men was either knocked unconscious or writhing on the ground, in pain and agony.

"What's going on?!" Gu Yue Mo Bei exclaimed as he arrived, stepping back in shock. He saw Fang Yuan standing there at the school gate, surrounded by five or six fallen students.

"Fang Yuan, he tried to extort our yuan stones!" One youth lying on the ground, clutching his stomach, angrily shouted.

"He's pretty confident," Fang Yuan said calmly, kicking the abdomen of the young man who shouted loudly.

Oh woo!

The youth immediately screamed in pain, curling up like a shrimp. His face showed a fearful expression, tears streaming down his face, and he dared not speak again.

Seeing this scene, the arriving youths all felt Fang Yuan's ferocity, their hearts throbbing.

"Alright, obediently hand over one yuan stone each. I'll let you go, otherwise these people on the ground will be your fate," Fang Yuan took a big step forward, his voice cold.

"Bullshit! Just because you're a Grade C, you think you can defeat me, a noble Grade B?" Gu Yue Mo Bei shouted furiously, raising his fist and charging at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan turned his ankle slightly, gently sidestepping, allowing Mo Bei's fist to pass.

Then he extended his left hand, raising his index and middle fingers, accurately poking Mo Bei in the center of his clavicle, just below his throat.

Mo Bei's eyes instantly went black, and he fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.

Hiss...

Seeing this scene, the young men who still wanted to charge forward all gasped in shock, their momentum suddenly stopped.

Fang Yuan's methods of attack suddenly appeared mysterious and sophisticated in the eyes of these young men.

They had not paid much attention to basic martial techniques, although they had vaguely heard about them in class. The human body had many vulnerable points, and Fang Yuan had targeted some of these. A strike to these areas could cause immediate unconsciousness or, in severe cases, even a life-threatening situation.

However, Fang Yuan was careful in his approach.

Those he knocked down were either unconscious or incapacitated due to intense pain, but none were seriously injured.

This was the terror of 500 years of combat experience!

"To pay, or not to pay?" Fang Yuan stepped forward, pressuring the other youths.

The young men glanced at each other, then gritted their teeth or roared angrily as they surged towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan dodged and maneuvered, striking as he moved. His cultivation was low, but his state of mind was calm as ice, and his movements were swift and precise.

Thump, thump...

After a few breaths, more bodies lay sprawled on the ground.

"So brutal! So terrifying!"

"They won't die, will they?"

Several young girls refrained from rushing forward. Their eyes widened as they watched the scene unfold, trembling increasingly.

Fang Yuan glanced at them. Their faces drained of color, they quickly waved their hands and stepped back, "No, don't come near us. We'll pay, we'll pay!"

Fang Yuan collected several yuan stones and let them go.

They stumbled out of the school gate, one after another, and more students arrived at the scene.

To leave the school, one had to pass through this gate. By blocking it, Fang Yuan could detain all the students.

"What the hell happened?!" The youths stared in astonishment, eyes wide.

"Isn't that Gu Yue Mo Bei?" Gu Yue Chi Cheng looked dumbfounded at Mo Bei lying unconscious on the ground.

"Fang Yuan spoke, and then the youths attacked and fell down."

"Elders, shouldn't we have intervened and stopped him? What if it leads to casualties? How will we deal with it?" The guards looked worried.

Some guards were indignant, "This Fang Yuan is too audacious. He actually dares to extort his classmates right under our noses at the school gate. It's outrageous! As long as the elders give the order, I'll take care of this kid."

Fang Yuan's act of blocking the school gate and openly extorting his classmates had already drawn attention from the beginning.

However, ordinary guards had no authority to punish students; they could only report to the school elders.

Upon hearing the news, instead of immediately ordering a stop, the school elder climbed onto the building and observed from afar.

"It seems this kid has some talent for combat," the school elder became more interested the more he watched.

Fang Yuan's use of Moon Blades earlier had already puzzled the elder, and now, seeing him single-handedly take on all the students displayed a demeanor reminiscent of a battlefield commander. The elder's initial doubts were dispelled.

In this world, there were some individuals especially sensitive to combat, a hidden talent. They excelled in battle, loved it, and often found inspiration during combat. They frequently achieved astonishing, even unimaginable feats in battle.

"This kid is a natural combat Gu Master. It's a pity his aptitude is only Grade C; he's still lacking in some aspects," the school elder sighed.

"Elder, don't you plan to stop this farce? Allowing him to continue like this may not be a good influence," the guards around him expressed their concern.