Chapter 6: A Devastating Strike

Li Jun and Li Gui stood beside Wang Ping, both of them having another hand free to move, yet they did not dare to move

The entrance of the Wang family's courtyard was unexpectedly crowded with people. Seventeen-year-old Wang Juan stood at the front, and despite the large number of people, not a single sound was made.

The more than ten men in the Li family's courtyard have all turned into stone sculptures, each of them subconsciously believing that Wang Ping received divine transmission in his dreams at night, or else he must possess some kind of sorcery! Superstition always thrives in backward areas, and this rural place is no exception! The status of gods and spirits holds a significant place in the hearts of the people

When did the youngest son of the Wang family become so formidable? It is as if he has been possessed by a deity!

Fighting with someone of this caliber, Wang Ping felt a sense of amusement in his heart

Wang Ping walked up to Li Jun, who, feeling weak in the knees, knelt down. Wang Ping paid him no mind, gently shaking and pulling at his dislocated arm, and with a crack! the bone was set back in place

Let the enemy fear you in their dreams! This is one of the principles of Wang Ping's special forces!

Third brother Wang Jian, who had run to the edge of the yard, turned around and saw this scene, his eyes wide open like two bull's eyes

The men in the Li family's courtyard exchanged glances, looking at Wang Ping as if they were little ghosts staring at the fearsome King of Hell, their eyes filled with dread

Li Bing, leading the four brothers, charged to the forefront. Wang Ping displayed that classic shy expression, appearing somewhat timid. Li Bing was the first to rush in, delivering a direct punch to Wang Ping's face.

It is not about winning, nor is it about inflicting pain. If one must engage, the objective is not to kill the opponent, but to instill fear in them. This is a special guideline taught by the training instructors: to instill fear means to destroy the opponent's will!

"Who wants to stand out?" Wang Ping asked, kicking Li Qiang, who was squatting on the ground, in the face. Li Qiang fell to the ground with a shoe print on his face. Wang Ping then kicked Li Qiang's head fiercely until Li Qiang rolled on the ground begging for mercy, like a mangy dog, and only stopped when Li Qiang could no longer move.

Wang Ping turned around and pointed his finger at their noses: "Do you submit or not?"

By the time the others reacted, Wang Ping had already stepped back several paces. On the ground lay two incapacitated individuals, Li Bing and Li Qiang. Li Bing's neck had been stepped on by Wang Ping, causing it to twist awkwardly; his meridians were obstructed, and only someone knowledgeable could help restore him. Between Li Qiang's legs, his two testicles were nearly crushed by Wang Ping's knee strike, sending pain deep into his bones. He sat on the ground, drenched in cold sweat the size of soybeans.

This formidable and invincible tigress has, for the first time, experienced fear towards another. She cannot comprehend what kind of magic Wang Ping has cast upon her, rendering her unable to speak, her jaw locked, and every movement causing pain, as if being pierced by a knife. Apart from divine intervention, she cannot think of any other explanation. She emits terrifying sounds, and her renowned Nine Yin White Bone Claws tremble violently, yet she dares not strike at Wang Ping before her.

The fierce mother tiger, Liu Guohua, ran up breathlessly, her lips split, one eye resembling a panda, and the other half of her face swollen and bruised, with two contusions on her forehead. Exhausted from running, she instinctively dared not approach Wang Ping to unleash her renowned Nine Yin White Bone Claw, nor did she have time to concern herself with her four sons. Just as she opened her mouth to unleash a torrent of curses, Wang Ping stumbled, took a step forward and then another, covering more than three meters, reached out to grasp Liu Guohua's jaw, and with a horizontal elbow strike, dislocated her jawbone. He then stepped back, and Liu Guohua cried out in pain, unable to utter a single curse.

"Those who are not afraid of death, come up!" Wang Ping pointed at the more than ten men from the Li family's courtyard who were assisting in the fight. As he spoke, he kicked Li Bing's head with his foot, as if he were kicking a soccer ball.

With a loud bang, it seemed as though this kick struck everyone on the head, causing each person to feel a churn in their stomach, wanting to vomit! Li Bing immediately fainted, falling silent thereafter

With two cracking sounds, the shoulders of Li Bing's other two brothers, Li Jun and Li Gui, were dislocated in an instant by Wang Ping's pull. Their arms could not even be lifted, let alone fight.

In this moment, no one regarded Wang Ping as a child

A complete novice who knows nothing about defensive techniques in combat

This punch has power, but even the fist-clenching posture is incorrect. His knees, lower body, abdomen, shoulders, chin, face, temples, and head all have openings

He slightly turned to the side, allowing Li Bing's seemingly fierce straight punch to pass by. With a casual kick, he struck Li Bing's supporting leg at the knee joint, causing Li Bing to fall forward. As he went down, he instinctively reached out with both hands towards Wang Ping. Wang Ping took a step back, watching as Li Bing crashed down right in front of him, as if Li Bing were bowing in apology to him.

"Get up, your arm is already healed!" Wang Ping said in an undeniable commanding tone, "Pick up Li Bing, I will reset his neck; his neck tendons are dislocated!"

Wang Ping released Li Bing, took half a step forward, and collided into Li Qiang's embrace. Li He - Tu - Shu was overjoyed, wrapping his arms around him. He was strong and intended to hold Wang Ping down. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his nose, followed by pain in his eyes, and then an intense pain in his lower body, as if all the strength in his body had been suddenly drained. Wang Ping was still not quite accustomed to his new body and lacked sufficient strength, so in close combat, he used two elbow strikes and one knee thrust. The elbow and knee are among the hardest striking weapons of the human body; even if the strength is slightly lacking, it does not diminish the destructive power of the attack. Moreover, Wang Ping targeted Li Qiang's nose, eyes, and lower body. Li Qiang let out a grunt, tears and blood streaming from his nose, and he suddenly crouched down, covering his groin with both hands.

The actions of special forces are always merciless, as dictated by the principles of military training

Has the deity possessed someone

On the ground, two oblivious brothers are lying down

In the blink of an eye, the foremost Li Bing and Li Qiang were defeated by Wang Ping, and they were unable to even stand up; the people behind them had no idea what had happened

All of this is merely a matter of an instant

Two individuals held their dislocated arms, nodding repeatedly, their eyes revealing a desperate plea that had already crumbled

The moment of the bone's restoration brought immense pain, causing Li Jun to involuntarily let out a muffled groan

Everyone feels that this is not the Wang Ping they are familiar with; he seems very unfamiliar. However, this is clearly the honest Wang Ping they know well from the library, with his eyebrows, eyes, physique, hair, clothes, and pants all reminding everyone that this is the young Wang Ping from before.

Wang Ping is truly ruthless! Everyone believes that Li Bing was literally kicked to death by Wang Ping

In the blink of an eye, Li Qiang, Li Bing's older brother, lunged forward, arms wide open, attempting to embrace Wang Ping around the waist. Wang Ping subtly shook his head; this Li Qiang was even worse than Li Bing. He had no defense for his head, chest, or lower body, and with his arms outstretched, it was as if he were inviting others to hit him, leaving his entire body exposed. These guys were utterly inadequate, lacking even the most basic understanding of vital defense

"I won't spare you, I'll kill you all!" Wang Ping felt disgusted by his own words meant to intimidate these rural farmers. He furrowed his brow; these farmers were not inherently evil and were not true villains. The conflicts during the previous movements were more a result of the errors of the times. "This time, I will spare you. Move over and line up!" Unconsciously, Wang Ping revealed his military nature, instinctively commanding them to line up, a habitual response of a soldier.

Wang Ping had one foot on Li Bing's neck and kicked Li Bing's face fiercely with the other foot. With just one blow, Li Bing let out a scream akin to that of a slaughtered pig

Is this eighteen-year-old boy still Wang Ping