In reality, for Xu Fei, getting hit by them was entirely nonchalant.
With his true qi already activated, his physical resilience didn’t even bother defending against these puny punches and kicks.
So Xu Fei opened his mouth and fired back with a taunt, “I don’t know if you’re genuinely thick or just playing dumb, can’t you see these so-called attacks are just tickling me?”
Hearing this, Zhou Jingshan slowly started to catch on.
Each of the ten elite soldiers he’d brought could take on a hundred foes, every punch and kick of theirs could practically split mountains and crack stones.
Yet these ferocious strikes landed on Xu Fei like they were nothing, and here he was, casually mocking him with ease.
“What the hell’s going on? Impossible! Did you lot skip breakfast or something?” Zhou Jingshan yelled from the sidelines.
But only the ten actually fighting knew what was really happening.
They were trained elite warriors, always operating at peak combat readiness.
Especially after Xu Fei had openly called them rookies, there was no way any of them would hold back when they got the chance to strike.
Yet when they all attacked together, their fists and feet felt like they’d slammed into an unyielding iron wall!
If it weren’t for the shame of crying out in front of everyone, they’d have been howling in agony already.
Even so, these ten elites were now forcing down bone-deep pain, their faces flushed red as monkey butts.
Xu Fei glanced up and saw one soldier’s fist trembling from where it had struck him.
He instantly knew the guy was gritting through the pain and quipped, “Hurts, doesn’t it? If it hurts, just yell, holding it in like that’ll wreck your body!”
At Xu Fei’s blatant jab, the soldier finally snapped and let out a roar.
But it wasn’t just the pain he couldn’t bear, he seized the moment to channel his agony and rage into power, launching another attack.
The others weren’t much better off, so they followed suit, mimicking his move.
And just like that, a second round of ganging up on Xu Fei kicked off in unison.
This time, though, Xu Fei wasn’t about to let these clowns run wild in front of him.
His true qi had long been roused, and now, with just a slight release, it unleashed a powerful威压.
This surge of威压 instantly blasted the ten elite soldiers encircling him outward.
The area was all woods, and as the elites were flung back, they crashed through several thick trees before hitting the ground, writhing and groaning in pain.
Seeing this, Zhou Jingshan froze on the spot, while Wei Xinghuo’s face turned downright ugly.
Zhou Jingshan’s mind was a mess, deep down, he’d already started believing Xu Fei was the legendary Lord Junshao.
But he’d already picked his side with his actions, switching teams now would make him a spineless flip-flopper.
He knew full well that no matter the era, turncoats always met the grimmest ends.
So he had no choice but to double down, hoping brute force could twist black into white.
