"That's a good question."

Su Mingyang praised it and explained, "My Sleeping Fist is similar to this Drunken Fist, but the Sleeping Fist is simpler. The Drunken Fist requires wine, while my Sleeping Fist just requires dozing off. To put it simply, I can beat Yifei even while I'm asleep."

"Pfft, haha!"

Zeng Xiaoxian and the others couldn't help but laugh as they listened to him rambling on in a serious manner.

Hu Yifei couldn't laugh; she felt her intelligence had been insulted. She retorted irritably, "Whether it's sleeping fist or drunken fist, if you still want to beat me, then obediently be my punching bag!"

"That's not necessarily true."

Su Mingyang smiled faintly and went into the bathroom to wash up.

He watched kung fu movies all night yesterday, and with all the knowledge of traditional Chinese martial arts in his head, he dreamed all night about fighting with people.

He actually created a style of boxing without really understanding what was going on.

In essence, it's a fusion of various martial arts styles, resulting in a hybrid that's neither fish nor fowl, euphemistically called "Sleeping Fist."

Even so, combined with his own internal strength, its power would certainly be considerable.

He could easily beat Hu Yifei.

Su Mingyang's confidence stemmed from his previous test of his own strength, where he used his internal energy to press a steel weight into a deep handprint.

That's just... awesome!

Chapter 99 Don't do anything rash!

After Su Mingyang changed into casual clothes, the group of eight from Love Apartment went to the nearby East Lake Park.

The park was full of elderly people, leisurely doing their own things.

They might be playing chess in twos and threes, practicing Tai Chi in formation, strolling hand in hand along the walkway, or exercising at the fitness equipment area—the list goes on.

The presence of Su Mingyang and his group of energetic young people here inevitably attracted attention.

Especially Hu Yifei, who was walking at the very front, was wearing a martial arts uniform. Her steps were steady, and she created a gust of wind as she walked, exuding a fierce aura.

Some elderly people were instantly drawn to them, their slightly cloudy eyes following their movements, curious about the group's purpose.

Of course, everyone's attention was mainly focused on Hu Yifei. "Let's fight here."

Hu Yifei pointed to a flat, grassy path ahead.

This patch of grass is open to tourists and there aren't many people around, making it perfect for a fight.

Su Mingyang had no objections, nodded, and stood in the middle of the grass.

Hu Yifei stood five meters away from him, eagerly getting into position.

"Mingyang, keep it up!"

"Mingyang, for the sake of a man's dignity, hold on!!"

"Mingyang Jun, let's do it!"

"Yifei, oil is leaking!"

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting, Guan Gu, Shenqi, Chen Meijia, and the others got excited and stood aside to cheer for Su Mingyang.

Only Lin Wanyu's eyes flashed with worry, and she clenched her small fists tightly.

"Don't worry, I'll hold back."

Seeing that Su Mingyang was standing there motionless and not striking a pose, Hu Yifei assumed that he was going to willingly act as her punching bag, and offered a word of comfort.

Su Mingyang raised an eyebrow: "Okay, I'll give in to you too."

"I want you to give way!"

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes and immediately took action, raising her leg and delivering a straight kick to Su Mingyang's abdomen. The Taekwondo uniform was pulled by the enormous force, making a crackling sound.

Zeng Xiaoxian and the others stared intently at Hu Yifei's movements, their hearts pounding, wondering if Su Mingyang could dodge the kick.

But to their surprise, Su Mingyang closed his eyes, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Mingyang, get out of the way!"

Lin Wanyu couldn't help but remind her, her heart pounding in her chest with nervousness.

Su Mingyang turned and smiled slightly at Lin Wanyu. He seemed to be doing nothing in the face of Hu Yifei's kick, but he had already sensed Hu Yifei's attack intention. He lowered his legs, gathered his strength in his abdomen, and prepared to withstand the blow.

If Su Mingyang wanted to avoid it, it would be as simple as eating and drinking.

However, he was eager to test his resilience, so he decided not to dodge or evade.

All that everyone saw was Hu Yifei kicking Su Mingyang hard in the stomach, making a dull thud.

"Um"

Hu Yifei lowered her leg and looked at Su Mingyang, who hadn't moved an inch, feeling somewhat surprised.

She used about 50% of her strength in that kick; it shouldn't have caused her to fall, but it should have at least made her react.

This guy wasn't even that strong; he just stood there like a wooden stake! "Haha, Mingyang, your abs are pretty good!"

Zeng Xiaoxian gave Su Mingyang a thumbs up.

Go Mingyang!

Lin Wanyu breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on her face.

"Mingyang, remember to fight back! Don't just take the beating!"

Chen Meijia shouted.

"Calm down!"

Su Mingyang said helplessly to Zeng Xiaoxian and the others, then reached out to brush the stains off his clothes and teased Hu Yifei, "Yifei, are you tickling me?"

"Tch, what's there to be smug about? I didn't even use any force."

As she spoke, she brushed her bangs aside, her expression a mixture of surprise and delight.

I thought to myself, "This is really a good punching bag; it can take a lot of hits."

Su Mingyang remained noncommittal. The kick he had just received had given him confidence; even if the force were several times greater, he could withstand it.

However, he doesn't intend to keep getting beaten up.

"Mingyang, you've got some skills too, so I won't hold back, let's go again!"

Hu Yifei gave a soft shout, retreated ten meters away, and suddenly rushed forward, leaping into the air and kicking Su Mingyang's shoulder with both legs.

The movements were countless times more elegant than before, showcasing the true spirit of Taekwondo.

"Yifei, are you trying to reach for the heavens?"

Su Mingyang pursed his lips, slightly turned his body, and easily dodged.

Hu Yifei landed at that moment, took a few steps back, and then unleashed a spinning back kick that slammed into Su Mingyang's shoulder.

Su Mingyang felt a strong gust of wind hit his face, his breath hitched, and after realizing what was happening, he immediately bent his waist and blocked it with his elbow.

Missing her first strike, Hu Yifei didn't hesitate and followed up with another side kick.

Su Mingyang's heart stirred, recalling the Ip Man movie he watched yesterday. He delivered a straight punch, the fierce and swift fists raining down on the opponent's legs.

The punch, which looked like a simple leg massage, wasn't very powerful, but Hu Yifei felt terrible. Her calves went numb from the impact, and the pain made her lose her balance, almost falling to the ground. She barely managed to regain her footing.

She looked at Su Mingyang with a mixture of surprise and fear.

Since learning Taekwondo, no one has ever been able to withstand her three-hit combo.

Su Mingyang was able to resolve each of them.

"Damn it! Where's the punching bag?"

Hu Yifei was still a little confused and hadn't quite adjusted her mindset, feeling somewhat frustrated.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; the fight between the two was as fluid as a martial arts scene in a movie.

Zeng Xiaoxian and the others were stunned.

No one spoke.

The shock in everyone's hearts was no less than that in Hu Yifei's.

It took them a long time to realize what was happening.

Lin Wanyu broke the silence first, her slightly open mouth twitching into a smile in surprise. Then, her eyebrows shot up, and she excitedly ran to Su Mingyang, exclaiming, "Mingyang, you're amazing!"

She thought Su Mingyang had really learned kung fu from movies and in his dreams.

"Wanyu, isn't that obvious?"

Su Mingyang joked.

"I'm going to say it anyway, even if it's nonsense."

Lin Wanyu's eyes curved into crescent moons.

The others also seemed very excited! Especially Zeng Xiaoxian and Lu Zhanbo, who had witnessed firsthand how formidable Hu Yifei was.

The fact that Su Mingyang could actually suppress Hu Yifei made them feel like they were dreaming.

Zeng Xiaoxian asked curiously, "Mingyang, where did you learn your kung fu? It's so amazing, don't tell us you learned it from TV."

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