Imran finished speaking and, without giving anyone time to react, kicked towards Wu Tian's calf!
However, such a surprise attack was not a dangerous move for Wu Tian; he simply stepped back and dodged it.
With a bang, his kick actually collapsed the counter!
Everyone was plunged into immense shock!
One had to know that this was a solid wood counter; even a hammer blow wouldn't break it.
Yet, Imran's kick achieved such an effect. If it had landed on a person, wouldn't it shatter their bones?
Was this still something a human could do?
Just as everyone was feeling surprised, Wu Tian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Of course, this was not something a human could do. When Imran launched his attack, he felt a vibration of spiritual energy.
So, without a doubt, this Imran was definitely a spiritual cultivator!
The term "spiritual cultivator" generally refers to any human in the world who might possess such abilities, not an exclusive product of China.
Therefore, Wu Tian was not too surprised that Imran was a spiritual cultivator.
Seeing his attack dodged, Imran did not stop but continued to kick towards Wu Tian.
Judging by the spiritual energy emanating from Imran, his level was likely only at the fifth level.
Such spiritual cultivation was like child's play to Wu Tian, so he easily dodged all of it.
Imran was quite astonished by this.
One had to know that spiritual cultivators had a natural advantage against ordinary people: spiritual energy suppression.
Generally, when a spiritual cultivator used their spiritual energy, ordinary people couldn't even move.
Yet, Wu Tian not only could move but also dodged his attacks, which puzzled him greatly.
Seeing Wu Tian so agilely evade his attacks, Imran became more and more annoyed with each kick. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
His original intention was to win in one move, but Wu Tian's evasion undoubtedly made him lose face in front of so many maids.
After being dodged by Wu Tian yet again, he finally couldn't hold back and unleashed a punch towards Wu Tian.
This was an intermediate spiritual skill of their Divine Ox family, known as the Divine Ox Fist.
As he unleashed this punch, everyone clearly heard a bull's roar!
And the fierce momentum, like a charging bull, surged towards Wu Tian!
"Sir!" The shopkeeper cried out in fear, witnessing such an astonishing scene.
But even facing such an attack, Wu Tian's face showed no trace of emotion.
He suddenly leaped up and kicked Imran's cheek!
Imran let out a scream, and his massive body flew backward, crashing into the wall!
This impact was not light!
In an instant, dense cracks spread across the wall!
"Captain! Captain!"
Seeing such a terrifying sight, the other Indian team members rushed over.
Imran was completely stunned by the kick.
After a while, he finally managed to get up from the ground.
His neck was almost broken, and he could only look to the left, unable to straighten it.
But he was still a spiritual cultivator, so with a forceful twist, accompanied by a cracking sound, his bones realigned.
"Bastard! You bastard!"
Imran was so angry his lungs felt like they would explode, letting out a deafening roar.
He charged at Wu Tian again, but Wu Tian pointed a finger and directly pressed it against his chest.
A cluster of lightning, like a small snake, zipped into Imran's body, and Imran's body immediately froze.
He stared forward with a stiff face, let out a couple of grunts, and then collapsed to the ground with a thud, twitching slightly.
Even saliva trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Under the impact of the lightning power, the brute finally ceased his recklessness.
Then, Wu Tian looked at the remaining Indians and asked, "Do you want to try too?"
Those Indians could understand Chinese.
But they were not spiritual cultivators, and after Imran's defeat, none of them dared to make a move.
Besides, what would be the point of them charging forward? It would be no different from seeking death.
Seeing that the situation was under control, Wu Tian said to the shopkeeper and the maids in English, "It's alright now. Please call the police and have him arrested."
The shopkeeper took a great effort to recover and quickly dialed the emergency number.
Then, the shopkeeper bowed respectfully to Wu Tian, "Sir, thank you so much this time. Otherwise, we would have been bullied."
Wu Tian waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Although this is Bird Country, helping people is not divided by nationality. You don't need to thank me."
Wu Tian was merely being polite, but in the hearts of those maids, such an attitude was incredibly dashing.
These were just students, so naturally, they were completely captivated by Wu Tian.
This man from China was simply too heartwarming.
Wu Tian glanced around. The shop was in a bit of disarray and would likely have to close for a few days for repairs.
So he turned to the Indians and said, "This incident was caused by you. Now that their shop is like this, do you have any intention of contributing to the renovation?"
"If not, then I will have to personally take the money from your pockets."
Upon hearing this, the Indians trembled slightly.
If they paid willingly, perhaps there would be no trouble.
But if Wu Tian had to take the money, wouldn't they suffer great misfortune first?
So these fellows dared not say anything more and quickly paid for the renovation.
After waiting for a while longer, the police arrived.
Wu Tian handed over the subsequent matters to the police and then left the maid shop.
He didn't care what happened afterward.
And if Imran was disqualified from the competition because of this, it would be his just deserts.
Those who like to bully others will eventually face retribution; this is an eternal truth, unrelated to nationality.
Afterward, Wu Tian returned to the hotel. Another day passed, and the group stage finally kicked off.
Since the match between the Chinese team and the Indian team was the first one, Wu Tian and the others went to the competition venue early in the morning.
This competition was not open to the public. Inside the venue were only the participating teams and relevant judges.
Wu Tian and his team were the first to arrive at the venue.
After waiting for a while, other teams gradually entered.
Ling Tengyun and the others were discussing the order of appearance, while Wu Tian paid them no mind.
After all, no matter how much he talked to them, they wouldn't agree, so it was better not to speak, allowing his ears to be a little cleaner.