585: Chapter 585: Xiaoxuan Wins with Speed 585: Chapter 585: Xiaoxuan Wins with Speed Feng Lan had been trying to strike at Xiang Yu, but she found that no matter what she said, Xiang Yu always had a smile on his face, and the way he looked at her always made her feel like she was just a meal on his plate.

“If the three of you are only at this level, then you won’t be going anywhere,” Feng Lan said with a cold laugh.

“I’ll do it.” Xiang Yu might have been able to endure the other’s mockery, but Xiaoxuan couldn’t take it anymore.

In his heart, Xiang Yu’s place was irreplaceable, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to speak ill of Xiang Yu.

Moreover, given Xiang Yu’s skills, probably no one here was a match for him.

When the muscular man saw Xiaoxuan approaching, he just sneered.

Then he made a scornful gesture at Xiaoxuan.

Clenching his teeth, Xiaoxuan didn’t say much and directly kicked out at the man.

The man hadn’t expected the young man to suddenly make a move, and he hurriedly tried to manage the situation.

Since he dared to step forward now, he certainly wasn’t mediocre.

Xiaoxuan’s movements were swift, from the outset he chose an aggressive stance.

Although he had been trained by Wu Jing, Xiaoxuan had surpassed his teacher—Wu Jing was no longer a match for Xiaoxuan.

Xiaoxuan’s aggressive stance left the opponent struggling to cope, so much so that even Feng Lan, who had been sitting back leisurely, couldn’t help but stand up.

How could she have expected that an unassuming young man would have such skills?

Seeing Xiaoxuan’s ferocious attack, she couldn’t help but turn to look at Xiang Yu, who was sitting there with a calm demeanor.

If Xiang Yu was their leader, then what kind of skills would he have?

She hadn’t seen Xiang Yu’s performance outside; if she had, she probably would have been scared senseless.

Xiaoxuan didn’t give his opponent any chance to recover, throwing a punch, and then following with a left hook.

After the opponent dodged, Xiaoxuan jumped up and kicked straight out.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, the opponent tried to counterattack.

But Xiaoxuan’s knee was already thrusting upward.

Xiaoxuan was fast, and although his strength wasn’t as great as Tie Zhuzi’s, he won in agility.

If Xiaoxuan and Tie Zhuzi were to spar, it wasn’t certain that Tie Zhuzi could beat Xiaoxuan.

With that speed, Xiaoxuan completely took the initiative.

He threw a punch and simultaneously spun for a side chop.

This chop was powerful, and the opponent clenched his fists, then crossed his arms intending to bear the strike.

When Xiaoxuan’s foot landed on the man’s arms, the man knew he had underestimated Xiaoxuan.

Moreover, Xiaoxuan had used eighty percent of his strength, along with the inertia of his jump, causing one strike to directly bring the man to his knees.

Xiaoxuan wouldn’t give the enemy any chance to counterattack, and seeing the opponent kneeling down, he directly kicked toward the man’s face.

The man was quick to react; he hurriedly crossed his arms in front of his face.

Xiaoxuan’s kick landed on his arms, sending the man flying two meters back and then sliding another meter.

“I’ll kill you,” the man said, somewhat indignant, then tried to get up to fight Xiaoxuan again.

After all, he was one of Feng Lan’s top fighters, chosen from a hundred.

If he couldn’t beat a young man, it would be laughable if word got out.

In his mind, he continually analyzed the situation.

He had to admit that from the beginning until now, he had been on the defensive and hadn’t attacked once.

If this continued, losing to his opponent was merely a matter of time.

Now, he was determined to take the offensive.

As he thought this, he got up and charged toward Xiaoxuan.

But before he could reach Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan had already delivered a side chop, striking directly on the other man’s shoulder.

Although he didn’t realize it himself, it was proven by fact that his speed had slowed considerably, and he couldn’t keep up with Xiaoxuan’s pace at all.

With that chop, Xiaoxuan floored him, leaving him unable to get up again.

As Xiaoxuan stood there and confirmed that the other party was down and couldn’t get up, he then provocatively stared at Feng Lan.

Xiaoxuan was different from Xiang Yu; his eyes were clear—merely provoking, as if to say, “What’s the matter, not convinced?”

“Useless trash,” Feng Lan glared hatefully at the man sprawled on the ground before stepping forward, ready to take action herself.

At that moment, another man leaped to Xiaoxuan’s front, then proceeded to show off by rotating his neck and wrists.

“Boss, just watch from there.

For this kind of rubbish, I can take on five of him by myself.”

The kid had been watching Xiaoxuan’s boxing moves from the side and believed he had figured out Xiaoxuan’s technique.

As soon as he joined the fight, he reckoned it would only take a few punches to settle the matter.

Xiaoxuan was also proud deep inside and had no intention of conceding.

He snorted coldly, ready for another round with his opponent.

That’s when Xiang Yu stood up lazily and said to Xiaoxuan, “You step back.”

The man grew even more excited to see the opposing boss step up, as he had found Xiang Yu’s demeanor quite annoying and now saw a good opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Feng Lan also stood there with an appreciative gaze, curious to see what Xiang Yu was capable of, as he was somehow involved in the daring heist of the orb from the heavily guarded bank.

When Feng Lan heard the news, she was shocked too, as she had involved herself in the case, conducting many hidden investigations, including the security systems of the bank and the materials used inside.

But after her analysis, she concluded that stealing from inside the bank was utterly impossible.

Yet, just as she reached that conclusion, she learned that the very thing had been taken by someone named Xiang Yu.

This was nothing short of a blatant mockery, for she had not seen Xiang Yu at the time, but today she fully intended to take a good look at him.

“I’ll spar with him.” Xiang Yu spoke and then puffed out his chest, spitting out a mouthful of fresh red saliva.

He had bitten off a good amount of flesh from that kid’s neck earlier, and the taste of blood still lingered in his mouth.

“Xiang Yu, I’ve long heard of your prowess.

Today, let me put you down.

I rank number eight among my brothers, they all call me Wang Xiaoba,” the man ahead said with a faint smirk.

If he beat Xiang Yu today, his reputation would surely soar.

Although Xiang Yu hadn’t been with the Evil God for long, he was already well-known for leading a couple of subordinates to rob the bank—quite a flashy feat.

“Wang Xiaoba?

Why don’t you call yourself Wang Bad Egg?” Xiang Yu asked, looking puzzled at his opponent.

Wang Ze behind couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

He had spent too little time with Xiang Yu to know that he was second to none when it came to talking trash.

If Tie Zhuzi were there, he would surely have shouted a few times in response to Xiang Yu’s cold jokes.

“Xiang Yu, don’t get cocky with your words.

Now, I’ll show you that there’s always someone better,” Wang Xiaoba said with a cold laugh, then struck out at Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu could tell that this Wang Xiaoba was significantly more skilled than the previous guy and was quite a figure in his own right.

However, even this amount of skill didn’t amount to much in front of Xiang Yu.

Seeing the other move to strike him, Xiang Yu also snorted coldly and charged forward…