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"Let's warm up!"
Li Pan leaped forward, charging with a mid-air flying kick, a poking kick, shattering the facial door and kicking one of the teacher's representatives right out of the yard.
"Take off your shoes, take off your shoes, take off your shoes! Take off your fucking shoes! Who dares to steal my shoes! I'll chop off your fucking legs!"
Li Pan pounced forward, taking advantage of wearing shoes, his punches packed with power, unleashing various street fighting moves—scraping kicks, knee strikes, groin slaps, ankle stomps, foot crushing, coupled with hammer fists, neck presses, throat bashing, eye gouging, and wrist bending as he targeted joints, armpits, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and throat.
In a flash, he had beaten a group of trainees and teachers, all dressed in judo uniforms, breaking their limbs, until they lay crumpled and collapsed on the ground, wails of agony rising and falling in succession.
