The teenagers were both shocked and angry.

"What, did I hear that right?"

"Fang Yuan, have you lost your mind, standing at the academy gate trying to extort us?!"

"Are you so desperate for money? Who gave you the guts to target us?"

"Get lost, you Grade C nobody, daring to block my way. If you don't move, I'll kick you... uh!"

Fang Yuan suddenly made his move.

His right hand formed a palm and struck fiercely. The move was precise and swift, the edge of his palm hitting the left side of a boy's neck.

The unfortunate boy, caught off guard by Fang Yuan's sudden attack, was in the middle of cursing when he was hit hard. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

"Damn! You really dare to hit us?!" The crowd erupted, and the teenagers instinctively took a step back.

"Gu Yue Bei Ju has fainted, what do we do?" someone shouted in panic, both shocked and scared.

"What else can we do! There are so many of us, and Fang Yuan is alone. Let's rush him and beat him up!" someone shouted, anger flaring.

"Right, he's got a death wish, daring to challenge us alone. He must have a death wish! Everyone, get him!!"

But before they could act, Fang Yuan had already moved.

He took several quick steps forward, charging into the crowd first.

His palm slashed diagonally, hitting a boy's neck. The boy's eyes rolled back, and he fell.

"Ah—!" a boy shouted, swinging his fist horizontally at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan ducked, dodging, and lifted a foot, kicking the boy in the crotch.

Ah-ow—!

The boy's shout, originally loud and spirited, suddenly pitched higher, becoming sharp and filled with agony and pain.

Thud.

He clutched his crotch with both hands, knees buckling as he fell to the ground, rolling around, screaming in pain, drenched in cold sweat.

Fang Yuan swung his palms, like a tiger among sheep!

With five hundred years of combat experience, these teenagers, mere novices just starting their cultivation, were no match for him.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yuan had taken down the group of teenagers. Each one was either unconscious or writhing on the ground, gasping in pain, suffering intensely.

"What is going on?!" Gu Yue Mo Bei arrived a step later, exclaiming in shock. He saw Fang Yuan standing at the academy gate, surrounded by five or six fallen students.

"Fang Yuan, he's trying to extort our primordial stones!" a boy on the ground, clutching his stomach, shouted angrily.

"Still got some energy left, huh." Fang Yuan's expression was indifferent as he kicked the shouting boy in the stomach.

Oof!

The boy let out a miserable cry, his body curling up like a shrimp. Fear washed over his face, tears and snot streaming down, and he dared not speak again.

Seeing this, the arriving teenagers felt a chill at Fang Yuan's brutality, their hearts trembling.

"Alright, hand over a primordial stone each, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, you'll end up like these guys on the ground." Fang Yuan took a big step forward, his voice cold.

"Screw you! You think a mere Grade C like you can defeat me, a Grade B?" Gu Yue Mo Bei was furious, charging at Fang Yuan with his fist raised.

Fang Yuan slightly twisted his ankle, sidestepping the punch with ease.

Then he extended his left hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and accurately jabbed at the spot below Mo Bei's throat, at the center of his collarbone.

Mo Bei's vision went black, and with a thud, he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Hiss...

Seeing this, the teenagers who were about to charge in drew a sharp breath, their momentum halted.

In the eyes of these young ones, Fang Yuan's attack methods suddenly seemed profound and unfathomable.

They hadn't paid much attention to basic hand-to-hand combat, though it was vaguely mentioned in class. The human body has many vulnerable spots, and the areas Fang Yuan attacked were among them. Attacks on these spots could cause immediate unconsciousness or even pose a life threat.

However, Fang Yuan was very measured in his attacks.

Those he knocked down were either unconscious or in severe pain, temporarily losing their combat ability. None were seriously injured.

This is the terror of five hundred years of combat experience!

"Hand it over, or not?" Fang Yuan stepped forward, pressuring the other teenagers.

The teenagers exchanged glances, then gritted their teeth or shouted in anger, rushing at Fang Yuan together.

Fang Yuan dodged and weaved, striking as he moved. His cultivation was low, but his skills were still sharp, his mind as calm as ice, his movements quick and precise.

Thud, thud...

Within a few breaths, more bodies hit the ground.

"Too brutal! Too terrifying!"

"They're not dead, are they?"

A few girls, who hadn't rushed in, widened their eyes, their bodies trembling more and more as they witnessed the scene.

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Fang Yuan's gaze swept over them, and their faces turned pale with fear. They quickly waved their hands and backed away, "Don't, don't come over. We'll give, we'll give!"

Fang Yuan collected a few primordial stones and let them go.

They stumbled out of the academy gate, and more students began to arrive.

To leave the academy, one must pass through this gate. By blocking it, Fang Yuan could stop all the students.

"What the hell happened?!" The teenagers were wide-eyed with shock.

"Isn't that Gu Yue Mo Bei?" Gu Yue Chi Cheng looked at the unconscious Mo Bei on the ground, dumbfounded.

Fang Yuan spoke, and the teenagers immediately became angry, attacked, and then fell.

"Elder, are we just going to watch and not stop him? What if someone gets seriously hurt, how will we handle it?" The guards looked worried.

Some guards were indignant, "This Fang Yuan is too bold. Daring to extort his peers right at the academy gate, it's lawless! Just give the order, and we'll take him down."

Fang Yuan's public extortion at the academy gate had attracted attention from the start.

But the mortal guards had no authority to punish students, so they first reported to the Academy Elder.

The Academy Elder, upon hearing the news, didn't immediately order to stop it but instead went to the tower to observe from a distance.

"It seems this boy has a talent for combat." The Academy Elder grew more interested as he watched.

Fang Yuan's performance with the Moon Blade today had already piqued the Elder's curiosity. Now, seeing him single-handedly take on all the students with a commanding presence, the Elder's doubts were resolved.

In this world, some people have a keen sense for combat, a hidden talent. They excel in battle, thrive in it, often creating surprising, even astonishing results.

"This boy is a natural-born Combat Gu Master. Unfortunately, his aptitude is only Grade C, which is a bit lacking." The Academy Elder sighed.

"Sir, aren't you going to stop this farce? If he continues to act recklessly, it might not look good." The guards beside him looked anxious.