Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

"Xu Meng! Do you see my face?!"

Zhang Wei pointed tremblingly at his swollen cheek, his eyes fixed on Wu Fan, filled with resentment and malice.

He tried to catch a glimpse of the panic that had arisen on Wu Fan's face due to the arrival of the bodyguards.

However, Wu Fan didn't even glance at him.

This greatly hurt Zhang Wei's pride once again, causing his chest to heave violently.

"Wu Fan, you piece of trash, are you scared now?!"

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and said.

Standing behind Wu Fan, Jiang Chuxue tugged at his sleeve and said, trembling:

"Wu Fan, you'd better leave! Don't worry about me! This Xu Meng isn't an ordinary bodyguard; he's a champion in the underground boxing scene of Mencheng, and he's actually killed people!"

Jiang Chuxue looked at Xu Meng's arms, which were thicker than those of an average person, and felt a chill run down her spine.

She knew all too well that in this city, wealthy people like Zhang Wei were capable of anything when pushed to the limit.

Wu Fan is just an ordinary person who has just returned. Even if he knows some kung fu, he has no chance of defeating these people.

Seeing Jiang Chuxue's concern for Wu Fan, Zhang Wei's jealousy instantly reached its peak.

"Xu Meng!"

Zhang Wei pointed at Wu Fan and roared:

"That pretty boy stole my fiancée and just slapped me! I'm going to break all his limbs and make him kneel before me like a dog, begging for forgiveness!"

Xu Meng looked at Wu Fan in the direction Zhang Wei was pointing, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

How dare someone mess with Zhang Wei? And it's a young guy in a tattered school uniform, no less?

"You stole Mr. Zhang's woman and even dared to hit him?"

Xu Meng snorted coldly and took a step forward.

He raised his fist, which was as big as a clay pot, and clenched it with his ten fingers, making a crackling sound.

"Kid, have you practiced boxing for a few days?"

Xu Meng looked down at Wu Fan from his high vantage point, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

"In the face of absolute power, all your fancy tricks are a joke."

My fists once punched through a ten-centimeter-thick wooden board.

Do you think your bones are harder, or the plank of wood?

"If you know what's good for you, break your own limbs and kneel down to apologize to Boss Zhang. Otherwise, once I take action, it won't be as simple as just breaking hands and feet!"

Xu Meng's words carried an extremely powerful sense of oppression, and Wang Hao, standing next to Wu Fan, unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

"Stop! All of you, stop right now!"

Just as tensions were rising, a loud shout suddenly came from the entrance of the banquet hall.

Everyone turned to look.

A hotel staff member in a suit was standing at the door.

At this moment, he prayed frantically: Please, please don't let it be that the distinguished guest that Young Master Li mentioned got into a conflict with someone else!

This person was Zhou Xing.

After watching Wu Fan enter the banquet hall, he obediently waited outside the door for orders, but unexpectedly he suddenly heard unpleasant shouts and curses coming from inside.

He had a bad feeling and immediately rushed in to stop them.

"Who is this guy? Why is he acting like a madman?"

"He seems to be the general manager of this hotel. I saw him in the lobby on the first floor before."

The students in the banquet hall looked at each other and whispered among themselves.

Zhang Wei also recognized Zhou Xing, but he was consumed by rage and no longer cared about a hotel general manager.

He endured the excruciating pain on his face and said coldly:

"Mr. Zhou, please don't interfere in this matter. I, Zhang Wei, will compensate you double for all the losses caused at Tianyue Mansion today!"

"This is a personal grudge between him and me."

As he spoke, Zhang Wei raised his right hand again and pointed at Wu Fan, who was standing there.

Zhou Xing looked in the direction Zhang Wei was pointing.

When his gaze fell on Wu Fan's familiar blue No. 1 Middle School uniform, his mind went blank, he froze on the spot, and his scalp tingled!

My goodness! This guest is truly an incredibly distinguished person!

"Fuck you! I'm taking care of this!"

Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, Zhou Xing suddenly rushed forward, raised his right foot, and kicked Zhang Wei hard in the stomach!

"what!"

Before Zhang Wei could even utter a question, Zhou Xing kicked him, sending him flying backward and crashing into a dining table, shattering wine glasses and plates all over the floor.

This scene silenced everyone.

"Zhou Xing, you're fucking insane."

Zhang Wei, lying on the floor, was completely stunned. He clutched his stomach in excruciating pain and stared at Zhou Xing in disbelief.

However, before everyone could recover from the shock, Zhou Xing bent his knees and knelt down firmly in front of Wu Fan!

"Honored guest! It is my fault for being late and for disturbing you with this stray dog! Please rest assured, I will deal with this matter seriously."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly whispered a few instructions into the walkie-talkie.

Wu Fan didn't mind and waved his hand, signaling him to stand up.

Seeing this, everyone at the class reunion was completely stunned.

"My God, what's going on? The general manager of Tianyue Mansion actually knelt down to Wu Fan?"

"Just who is Wu Fan? Why does the general manager call him a distinguished guest?"

Zhang Wei got up from the ground, looking extremely disheveled.

But at this moment, seeing Zhou Xing's obsequious manner towards Wu Fan, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

The extreme humiliation caused Zhang Wei to completely lose his mind, and he roared at Xu Meng:

"Xu Meng! Beat him up! I, Zhang Wei, will take responsibility for anything that happens! Beat this pretty boy to a pulp!"

Upon receiving the order, Xu Meng stepped forward to make his move.

"Kid, you only have yourself to blame for messing with the wrong person."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

A dozen well-trained hotel bodyguards rushed into the banquet hall and stood in a row behind Zhou Xing.

Seeing this, Zhou Xing shouted angrily:

"Get them! Protect our VIP guest!"

A chaotic battle erupted instantly.

However, this was a one-sided massacre.

As a Yellow-level martial artist, Xu Meng's physical strength had long surpassed the limits of ordinary people. His movements were as fast as lightning, and his fists whistled through the air.

"Get out of here!"

Xu Meng roared and threw a punch. Before the two bodyguards could even scream, their bones were broken by the violent internal force, and they were sent flying several meters away.

He moved through the crowd of bodyguards, each strike accompanied by a dull cracking sound.

In less than half a minute, more than a dozen well-trained bodyguards were all lying sprawled on the ground, crying and wailing.

"Fuck you! I'll fight you to the death!"

Seeing his men so easily defeated, Zhou Xing's blood boiled, and he grabbed an empty wine bottle and charged at Xu Meng with bloodshot eyes.

"court death."

Xu Meng looked contemptuous, but just as Zhou Xing charged over, he casually delivered a heavy punch to Zhou Xing's chest.

Zhou Xing was struck as if by a heavy blow, and flew out, crashing heavily against the wall of the private room before sliding to the ground.

"puff!"

Zhou Xing spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground, his chest caved in deeply, and his face turned deathly pale.

Seeing Xu Meng's bravery, Zhang Wei's previously frustrated face once again revealed an arrogant smile.

"Jiang Chuxue, you bitch, now you know who's in charge, right? Get over here!"

As he spoke, he strode toward Jiang Chuxue and reached out to pull her to his side.

Jiang Chuxue turned pale with fright and clung tightly to Wu Fan's arm.

Wu Fan reached out a hand and gently patted Jiang Chuxue's small hand, saying softly:

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Seeing that Jiang Chuxue was still leaning on Wu Fan, Zhang Wei's face darkened, and he turned to give Xu Meng a wink.

Xu Meng understood, revealed a cruel smile, and strode towards Wu Fan.

Zhou Xing, lying on the ground, clung to his last breath, trembling as he pulled out his phone and weakly said:

"Mr. Li, someone...is going to...make a move against our distinguished guest..."

Before he could finish saying the word "hand" in "take action," Zhou Xing's eyes rolled back, and he completely fainted.

When Xu Meng got to within a meter of Wu Fan, he saw Wu Fan still standing there and assumed he was just stunned by fear.

"Go to hell!"

Xu Meng roared and threw a punch filled with violent internal energy, aiming straight for Wu Fan's forehead!

In his view, this punch would definitely cause the brains of this ordinary person, who had no internal energy fluctuations, to splatter on the spot.

However, just as his fist was only ten centimeters away from Wu Fan's forehead, he suddenly met Wu Fan's deep eyes.

In an instant, a terrifying shock struck Xu Meng's mind!

not good!

Xu Meng's hair stood on end, and he tried to pull back, but it was too late.

next second.

Wu Fan gently raised his right hand and enveloped Xu Meng's fist, which was the size of a clay pot.

Click!Click!

With a slight squeeze of his five fingers, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, Xu Meng's incredibly hard iron fist was flattened like tofu in his hands!

"Aaaaaah!!"

Xu Meng let out a piercing scream, his face contorted in agony.

Not finished yet.

Wu Fan, with a cold expression, kicked Xu Meng directly in the chest.

Bang!

Xu Meng's massive body instantly bent into a full moon shape, and he was sent flying backward at high speed.

With a ripping sound, the fabric of his suit jacket on the back could not withstand the shock and exploded into countless pieces of shredded cloth. At the point where it exploded, the shape of a footprint was clearly visible!

Boom!

Xu Meng's body slammed hard against the wall and then slid down quickly, his fate unknown.

"Is this your bodyguard?"

Wu Fan slowly withdrew his foot, his gaze turning coldly to Zhang Wei:

"It's rubbish."

At this moment, the entire banquet hall was completely silent.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, frantically replaying Wu Fan's actions in their minds: crushing the black boxing king's hand bones with one palm, kicking him away, and tearing his clothes apart.

"Wu Fan, how can he be so amazing?!"