CHAPTER 1643 FORM AND NOT THE SPIRIT
"Jiang Ning!" Lee Moonsaeng laughed coldly. "You're really unafraid to die, huh? You're actually still sitting there and you didn't escape in time.”
He had arranged for someone to hide near the airport so that Jiang Ning and his team wouldn't get a chance to escape.
Since they were prepared to make sure Jiang Ning didn't leave this place alive, he wasn't letting him leave Seoul.
Once Jiang Ning got back to that forbidden territory of Donghai, then they would be in much bigger trouble even with the highly skilled fighters of the Lee family. Lee Moonsaeng wasn't that stupid.
"Escape?" Jiang Ning shook his head and said calmly, "Why would I escape? I'm going to stay right here. Who knows? You might even ask me to leave by the end of today."
"Dream on!" Lee Moonsaeng was so furious that he scoffed. "You're too arrogant! You're in Seoul, in the Lee family's territory! I've already told you that the Lee family calls the shots here!"
"Nope," Jiang Ning continued to shake his head and rapped a finger on the table as he picked up a teacup. His face was covered in disdain. "I call the shots here too."
"You're asking to die!" Lee Moonsaeng didn't want to waste any more time talking. Jiang Ning had to pay the price for being so arrogant and brazen!
"Kill him!" he gave the command and the five men behind him immediately dashed out. They were like sharp arrows shooting out ferociously and violently!
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
Jiang Ning was still seated leisurely at the tea table as he used his fingers to flick the teacups on the table away very casually. The teacups flew out like bullets and smashed into each of the men coming towards him, causing loud bangs!
"Kill him!"
One of the men broke the teacup aimed for him with a punch and there was a gleam in his eye, as if he hadn't met with such an opponent in a long time, and became very excited all of a sudden.
Five figures surrounded Jiang Ning and threw a punch out.
These punches were aimed to kill!
At the same time, Park Daeseong was seated on a wheelchair outside the academy as he pushed himself with his hands. His expression was dark and livid.
He had left in such a sorry state the last time he came here and even got both his legs broken by Jiang Ning. He was going to get everything back today!
"Attack! Raze this martial arts academy to the ground!" Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
He seemed to have forgotten that this piece of land belonged to him not too long ago. But he was willing to raze it to the ground, because otherwise, his anger would not be appeased!
Every man filled with absolute insanity as they rushed to surround the academy. One of them was holding a stick that was on fire and was ready to burn the entire place down.
BAM!
Suddenly, a punch hit the man with the lighted stick and he flew right out. The lighted stick fell to the ground and Brother Gou picked it up. There was a tinge of fury in his icy eyes.
BAM!
He swung the stick and whammed it onto the man. "Playing with fire? Go ahead and play all you want!"
"AHHIl" The flames filled the air and the man started howling loudly as he was set on fire.
Many of them felt like their throats had been seized. Brother Gou's aggression and decisiveness made them feel frightened and scared out of their wits even before they had started fighting.
"Ignore him! Kill all of them!" roared Park Daeseong angrily. "The authority of Black Dragon Society is not to be challenged!"
"Kill them!"
All the men felt like they were suddenly energized as they dashed towards Brother Gou again.
But another figure appeared Brother Gou. Then two more figures, then three more...
"Fight!"
With that shout, a huge battle ensued.
Back inside the academy.
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
Every punch hit flesh!
This was the purest form of Chinese martial arts. There were no complicated moves, no elegant swings and wasn't pretty to look at. These were just simple punches, and each punch exploded with force!
Jiang Ning stood there like a punching bag and didn't move further than two meters from his original spot. The five men simply couldn't get any closer.
"I didn't expect you thieves to steal Chinese martial arts moves too," shouted Jiang Ning. "But all you stole was the form, and not the spirit!"