Chapter 109: A man's mouth is a lying devil!

(All right, all right, ^_^)

Besides the other party's "origin" surprising Wang Yanbing a bit, what surprised him even more was that the guy actually knew Chinese! After hearing that short guy say "Nani", Wang Yanbing instinctively replied with "little devil", not expecting that to completely anger the other party.

"Idiot! You lowly person!"

If he hadn't said that and merely shown anger, Wang Yanbing would definitely have immediately apologized for his slip of the tongue.

After all, that war ended decades ago; although Wang Yanbing had once hated that country and nation intensely and had been a hot-blooded youth when he learned that history, he now wears a military uniform and is at the Warrior School, a very neutral place that does not allow ethnic hatred.

Yes, Wang Yanbing is an impulsive guy, but that doesn't mean he lacks brains or doesn't think.

If such a conflict with some special undertone were to break out at the Warrior School, he probably couldn't stay there any longer.

But who knew that the word "sorry" was already on the tip of his tongue, about to be spoken, only to be shoved back by the other party's "Idiot!"?

This phrase, anyone from that ancient Eastern country would know, and upon hearing it would inevitably feel anger.

Wang Yanbing, even more so.

"Little devil, who the hell are you cursing?!"

When he spoke, Wang Yanbing's eyes widened and his fists clenched.

"Idiot! China... Bang!"

Those two words had already fully ignited Wang Yanbing's anger; now, to make matters worse, two more words were added.

All that can be said is that this unlucky bastard is practically asking for death.

By rights, a small island country that still isn't qualified to have its own military shouldn't be sending its self-defense forces here to participate in training.

But they have a big brother up there! That guy named Xiao Dao San Lang actually has dual citizenship, coming here on a plane with the troops thanks to the big brother of the small island country.

However, it must be stated that the cause of this incident still lies with Wang Yanbing.

If he hadn't blurted out "jap" first, they wouldn't have gotten angry.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

Moreover, while Xiao Dao San Lang thought he was not wrong, deep down he also harbored an unconscious contempt for this big soldier from the Eastern country that had once almost been occupied by them, which made Wang Yanbing even angrier.

The situation has escalated to the point where words are superfluous.

If they kept arguing or insulting each other at this point, Wang Yanbing would feel he was betraying the hot blood in his veins! So he struck first, and indeed he was the first to strike.

Xiao Dao San Lang reacted just as quickly; as Wang Yanbing gathered strength in his shoulder but before he lifted his fist, Xiao Dao San Lang stepped back half a step and prepared to attack.

Their fists collided in midair.

Wang Yanbing had to admit, that little devil's punch was pretty hard.

After a muffled thud, Wang Yanbing stepped back half a step, while Xiao Dao San Lang retreated a large step.

Although his fist met Wang Yanbing's in time, the point of force when their fists collided was completely different for each.

At that moment, Wang Yanbing's fist was already extended seventy percent, while Xiao Dao San Lang merely made a hasty block, so his strength naturally fell far short of Wang Yanbing's.

Consequently, the recoil force Xiao Dao San Lang endured was much greater than Wang Yanbing's. This made his anger flare even more; he shook out his stinging fist and stepped forward again to renew his attack.

However, he wasn't using combat techniques but standard karate.

This was something Wang Yanbing had never even considered.

Seeing Xiao Dao San Lang raise his hand, Wang Yanbing instinctively threw a left jab to meet it, but unexpectedly Xiao Dao San Lang opened his fist and grabbed Wang Yanbing's wrist, then stepped forward and turned, slamming his back hard into Wang Yanbing's chest.

With one hand caught by Xiao Dao San Lang, the impact caused Wang Yanbing to lose balance instantly, his body flying up, and Xiao Dao San Lang drove him down with a standard over-the-shoulder throw, slamming him hard to the ground.

Xiao Dao San Lang thought that even if this didn't disable Wang Yanbing's ability to resist, it at least gave him a chance to move in and land a few heavy blows, directly defeating Wang Yanbing.

But unexpectedly, after hitting the ground Wang Yanbing didn't pause even a moment; he sprang up in one motion, bent over and lifted his leg for a heel kick aimed straight at Xiao Dao San Lang's knee.

If this kick landed, Xiao Dao San Lang would definitely be unable to stand for at least a month.

Everyone knows there's a piece of cartilage beneath the knee; once the knee bears weight, it compresses that cartilage, which cannot heal for at least a month.

One can see how furious Wang Yanbing is right now.

It's just a fight; he's been fighting since childhood, always the school's "problem student"—this sort of thing is child's play for him.

Warrior School, after all, still has the two characters "school" in its name.

Moreover, he himself didn't even realize that after Liu Xiaotian fought Zha'erbi in the lower hold of the Wensen, he had been wanting to share his "experience" with the other three.

Basically, it means: don't worry about the path or form of your punches; as long as you can launch an attack with maximum force in the shortest time, that's the strongest martial art! But looking at it now, it seems unnecessary.

Wang Yanbing this guy is probably more proficient in understanding and applying that principle than he is.

With one hand in the opponent's grip plus an over-the-shoulder throw, trying to turn and attack is definitely impossible—unless you don't want that arm anymore.

But Wang Yanbing had no intention of turning; instead he went straight for the "heel kick" used in middle-school fights.

Anyone who has experienced this move as a child knows that even when a middle-schooler uses it, the victim hurts for days or even weeks—let alone now with Wang Yanbing.

Although Xiao Dao San Lang felt a bit surprised, he obviously knew how fierce Wang Yanbing's kick was, so he didn't dare meet it head-on; he released Wang Yanbing's wrist, sprang back two steps, and glowered at the turning Wang Yanbing, shouting angrily:

"You! You're not fit to be a soldier!"

Hearing Xiao Dao San Lang's words, Wang Yanbing laughed:

"Go to hell, you little devil, you don't know shit!"

"Today I'll teach you a lesson—remember it, because decades or centuries from now your descendants will surely turn my words into the spirit of whatever little river gang you lot belong to."

"When facing an enemy, no matter what move you use, as long as you ultimately win, it's a good move!"

Xiao Dao San Lang's anger flared even more on his face:

"But this isn't combat, it's training!"

Of course, he's right in saying that, but it doesn't come from the heart.

If he had the upper hand, he would certainly show no mercy when striking!

(End of chapter)