Chapter 107 – Provocation and Incitement Never Absent

As the setting sun cast its golden glow, Ye Kuang hastily gathered his textbooks and headed toward the Karate Association under the gleeful stares of his peers.

His decision to accept the challenge had instantly spread across the campus network, drawing swarms of opportunistic onlookers.

Opinions were divided: some scoffed at his overconfidence, while others saw it as the first clash between freshmen and sophomores, where the outcome mattered less than the spectacle.

After all, entertainment was the main attraction.

Upon arriving at the association, Ye Kuang was taken aback by the overwhelming crowd.

A sea of people surged like tidal waves, making him feel like a lone drop in the ocean, incapable of stirring even a ripple.

Whoops and shouts erupted!

Just then, cries of “He’s here!” and “He’s arrived!” shattered the tense atmosphere, thrusting Ye Kuang into the spotlight.

Amidst the commotion, Yuan Long strode forward, flanked by dozens of karate experts, exuding an air of triumphant arrogance.

“You kept us waiting so long—we thought you’d chickened out.”

“Hah… A loser like you still dares to bark? Don’t think I won’t slap you right in front of everyone!”

“You’ve got some nerve, Ye Kuang! Still refusing to admit defeat? Do you really think you’ll be as lucky as last time? Let me make this clear: regardless of how you’ve manipulated the Celestial Maiden and the Witch, I will never let last time’s incident slide.”

Ye Kuang couldn’t help but laugh at these words.

Truth be told, he hadn’t even considered this fool a worthy opponent.

It baffled him how such an insignificant nobody dared to provoke a tiger—truly reckless.

“Heh…” The thought made him chuckle aloud.

“What are you laughing at?” Yuan Long fumed, frustrated that his taunts had failed to ignite the rage he’d expected.

“Brother Yuan Long, why waste words on him? This guy’s too arrogant. Our crew says we should take him down first. Even if Chairman Yuan questions us later, we can just blame it on his incompetence—all bark and no bite.” A sharp-faced man emerged from the crowd, his words dripping with provocation.

Hearing this and bolstered by his numerical advantage, Yuan Long felt a surge of temptation.

The spectators, feeding off the escalating tension, grew increasingly exhilarated.

They instinctively retreated, clearing a space near the entrance for the two opposing sides.

Their unified gaze conveyed a single message: whoever backs down is a coward.

Yuan Long cursed inwardly: These damn troublemakers, dragging me into their mess.

Of course, he didn’t dare voice this aloud—the consequences would be unthinkable.

Even the dozens behind him grew uneasy, realizing they were trapped in a no-win situation.

In contrast, Ye Kuang remained unfazed, striding forward with unwavering confidence. Whether due to skill or sheer audacity, his demeanor was anything but ordinary.

As the crowd’s excitement boiled over, the air thickened with hostility.

Spurred beyond endurance, Yuan Long roared, “Let’s do it, brothers!”

Whoops and shouts erupted once more!Dozens of people, upon receiving the command, roared and howled in unison, as if this alone could ignite their strength.

“Bring it on.” Ye Kuang’s eyes swept across the surroundings, and he couldn’t help but let out a wild laugh. Clenching his fists tightly, he unleashed countless punches in an instant.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

For a moment, the sound of fists striking flesh echoed incessantly, resounding loudly in the air.

In the blink of an eye, it was clear that Ye Kuang was fighting dozens of people alone!

He threw punches with both fists, like a dragon returning to the sea, blocking three long-range strikes before following up with a sweeping Springing Leg. In no time, figures lay fallen all around him.

The scene was explosive, delivering an intense visual impact.

Who could have imagined that Ye Kuang, who appeared harmless on the surface, could become so ferocious once he started fighting?

Yet, even someone as strong as Ye Kuang couldn’t fend off so many attackers alone.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Soon, dozens of long-range punches came flying through the air, striking his chest and back repeatedly, causing a flurry of startled gasps.

But just as those fists tried to retract, Ye Kuang seized them firmly, sending the surrounding figures scattering like blooming lotus flowers.

Yuan Long, witnessing this, couldn’t hide his shock. Enraged, he let out a shrill, hysterical roar from mid-air: “Charge! All of you, charge! I refuse to believe that one man alone can turn the world upside down!”

Roar! Roar! Roar!

If one word could describe the escalating situation on the scene, it would be “powder keg.”

Seeing the crowd closing in from all sides, Ye Kuang dashed forward with lightning speed, clearly unwilling to drag things out. He aimed to capture the leader first to subdue the rest.

But Yuan Long was no fool. Seeing Ye Kuang’s unstoppable momentum, he didn’t hesitate and bolted through the gate.

Witnessing his archrival shamelessly flee without a second thought, Ye Kuang, infuriated, let out a thunderous dragon-like roar.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Instantly, his school uniform billowed as if filled with countless gusts of air.

Whoosh!

With a single exhalation, invisible shockwaves erupted from his chest and back, catching the dozen or so people near him completely off guard. They were sent flying by an overwhelming force!

“Ouch, that hurts!”

“Is this guy even human? Damn it…”

“What just happened? How did I end up on the ground?”

In an instant, chaos erupted uncontrollably.

Amid the countless curses ringing in their ears, over twenty people lay on the ground, groaning in pain.

At this sight, the onlookers could no longer contain their surging adrenaline. They howled and wailed like ghosts and wolves, as if this could release the boiling passion in their hearts.

All of this happened so quickly—though it felt longer, it had taken less than thirty seconds.

Ye Kuang advanced step by step, forcing the remaining dozen or so people to retreat continuously.

With every step he took, it was as if he were treading on their hearts. An oppressive atmosphere spread, and everyone unconsciously matched his pace.

It’s safe to say that no one had expected that, after the instigators provoked the conflict, the two sides would put on such an explosive prelude before the real battle even began.

As for who was right or wrong, perhaps everyone had already forgotten.

They now had only one thought: Could Ye Kuang emerge from this unscathed?