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Again, Chi Yang only had to slightly move his body away to easily dodge the punch.

his two attacks having missed, the muscular man was very angry now. He launched another fierce attack against Chi Yang. In an instant, he threw nearly ten punches alongside seven more kicks at Chi Yang's face, heart, and waist.

After every one or two punches, he would coordinate a kick.

Nangong Nuannuan could not help but laugh when she saw this routine.

This was a typical martial arts class student technique.

The muscular man's seemingly tyrannical attack was mere child's play to Chi Yang. His fist technique finally came to an end. He was gasping for breath, yet he had not managed to ever lay a single finger on Chi Yang's clothes, let alone him.

The muscular man was filled with depression and disbelief. When the two emotions combined, they morphed into embarrassment and anger.

He angrily asked, "Why aren't you attacking? Are you trying to be an *sshole?"

Chi Yang had maintained a calm demeanor from the very beginning. "I didn't attack because I was afraid of hurting you. After all, you're a nobles."

"I'm not afraid of getting hurt. I beg you, don't look down on me! You're disrespecting me!"

Chi Yang nodded. "Okay, then I'll respect you. Let's go again."

The muscular man mustered up all the strength and hostility he had and rushed towards Chi Yang at an extremely fast pace. He waved his hand and attacked Chi Yang. However, the punch he threw was only a feint. The real move waiting for Chi Yang was his strong kick.

This kick was meant to utilize all the strength the man had, so he was sure that as long as it landed, it would shatter Chi Yang's bones.

If he accidentally kicked Chi Yang's internal organs, then he would be embarrassed. In any case, he had never seriously kicked anyone before, so he did not know if his kicks could cause serious internal injuries.

The muscular man's plan was well thought out, but Chi Yang simply raised his leg to meet the kick.

Even though his kick was now aimed at his opponent's calves rather than his internal organs, the muscular man's eyes still lit up.

He was certain that his kick would break his opponent's calf bone.

If it broke, the goddess would certainly not want a cripple by her side.

There was a dull thud. Even though the people in the sunlight room could not hear the two legs colliding, they could sense the force and the damage caused by the collision.

"Nonsense!"

Emperor Sophie was the first to yell, slamming the table and standing up.

Chi Yang was the man that Sunny truly adored. Were these people idiots? Slighting Sunny like this was no different from spitting in her face.

If Chi Yang was really injured, would Sunny let it go?

They were simply a bunch of idiots!

Armand stood up alongside Emperor Sophie.

He knew Sunny's personality well. The moment Chi Yang and the muscular man's legs collided, he rushed out.

However, when he was halfway there, the two fighters had already separated.

The situation that the crowd had imagined had indeed occurred.

One of them hugged his leg and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

However, the person who fell to the ground and could not get up was not Chi Yang, but the muscular man.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

When the muscular man collided with Chi Yang, his face twisted violently. Then, his entire body lost its balance and fell to the ground.

Once on the ground, he hugged his calf and began to wail as he rolled around in pain.