“Dismissed! Ten-minute break for everyone!” Liu Dong’s loud shout was followed by an excited cheer from the freshmen, who scattered in all directions.
I sat under a tree with Hao Shuai and the others, enjoying the shade.
“Boss, Zhao Gao hasn’t made any moves these past few days, and Zhou Hua has been keeping quiet too. But I can’t shake the feeling that something’s off…” Hao Shuai looked at me with concern.
I frowned slightly. “You’re right. Zhao Gao’s been way too low-key recently.”
“This whole mess started because of me. I’m sorry…” Lu Sen looked troubled.
Diao Sinan opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but I cut him off immediately. “Don’t even think about calling your dad. It won’t help.”
“Boss, how did you know I was going to say that?” Diao Sinan stared at me in shock.
Lu Sen seized the opportunity to butter me up. “Our boss has divine foresight, don’t you know?”
“If I really had divine foresight, I wouldn’t be worrying about when Zhao Gao will make his move against us!” I sighed.
Lu Sen gritted his teeth. “Boss, let’s go all out. I refuse to believe we can’t take him down!”
“It’s easy to cripple him, but the forces behind him are not something we can afford to provoke…” Hao Shuai said helplessly as he glanced at Lu Sen.
Taking a deep breath, I forced a smile. “Maybe Zhao Gao doesn’t even see small fry like us as worth his time. Stop overthinking…”
I knew I was just spouting nonsense. If Zhao Gao were that easygoing, I wouldn’t be racking my brains over this.
“Xia Tian, come with me for a moment.” Just as I was lost in thought, Liu Dong approached and said to me.
I blinked in surprise. “What for?”
“When I call you, you come! Stop whining!” Liu Dong frowned, his demeanor imposing.
I got up and followed Liu Dong, muttering softly, “Hey! You’re not going to test me with another kick in the tent and then let me leave, are you?”
“If you keep asking, I really will kick you!” Liu Dong didn’t even look back, exuding an air of arrogance.
Oh? Go ahead, then. Let’s see if I don’t knock you flat! Grumbling internally, I trailed silently behind Liu Dong.
When we reached the coach’s tent, Liu Dong stopped and said, “Go in. Someone’s waiting for you inside.”
Someone waiting for me? Could it be the old man?
Probably not. If the old man wanted to find me, he wouldn’t have waited until now.
If it’s not him, then who could it be?
Curiosity filled me as I stepped into the tent. A tall figure stood with his back to me. Judging by his height, he was about the same as me. However, the sheer amount of muscle on his body created a visually overwhelming presence, making him seem even larger.
His V-shaped physique, combined with a restrained explosiveness that outclassed even special forces soldiers, instantly marked him as an expert.
But when had I ever offended someone like this?
The man slowly turned around, his gaze locking onto me immediately.
With a clean-cut buzz cut, he still exuded a striking handsomeness, like an unsheathed sword. His bronze-colored skin radiated masculine charm.
In short, the feeling this man gave me could be summed up in two words—fierce man!
“You’re Xia Tian?” The man looked at me and spoke calmly.
I froze for a moment, then nodded. “That’s me. May I ask what business you have with me? I don’t believe we’ve met before.”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t know me. As long as you’re Xia Tian, that’s enough!” He suddenly moved, charging at me with a punch aimed at my chest.
Frowning, I quickly dodged, but the fierce man pressed on relentlessly. With no other choice, I was forced to defend myself.
Grabbing his fist in my palm, I glared at him. “What’s your problem? Are you crazy?”
“Peak Yellow Rank? Doesn’t seem like it…” the fierce man muttered before launching a kick at me. I quickly leaped up, pressing on his shoulder to flip behind him.
This guy clearly understood ancient martial arts rankings, and the strength in his punches surpassed that of special forces soldiers.
“Again!” He turned, clenching his fists in a pose reminiscent of a Super Saiyan transformation. White mist began to envelop his fists.
Damn! He’s already refined his Qi—a Profound Rank expert! What the hell is going on? When did I offend someone this powerful?
An ancient martial artist who’s refined Qi is leagues above ordinary Yellow Rank practitioners. Their attack power is significantly enhanced. Relying solely on physical strength would be unwise—I had no choice but to use True Qi.
Activating the True Qi within me according to the Nine Revolutions of Heaven and Earth, I didn’t condense it, but with the addition of the Dragon Battles the Eight Desolations technique, I should be able to take him down.
The fierce man moved at lightning speed, throwing a punch at me.
“Roar!” I countered with my fist, the friction between it and the air producing a dragon-like roar that was incredibly intimidating.
Dragon Battles the Eight Desolations thrived on facing strong opponents, countering strength with greater strength. If you’re powerful, I’ll be even more powerful!
Hearing the dragon’s roar, the fierce man hesitated, and that brief pause weakened his punch.
Our fists clashed, True Qi against refined Qi in a direct collision.
My body, having undergone repeated tempering, was far superior to that of ordinary people. Combined with True Qi, which surpassed refined Qi, the fierce man suffered a loss in the exchange.
The shockwave from the collision of our energies forced him to retreat several steps.
Instead of getting angry, the fierce man stared at his fist in disbelief. “Dragon… Dragon Battle Eight Desolations!”
He actually recognized the Dragon Battles the Eight Desolations technique. This man was clearly no ordinary person.
“Are you a disciple of Senior Long?” He stepped forward, gripping my shoulder as he questioned me.
I froze for a moment before replying, “Are you talking about Long Qingyang?”
“That’s right, Senior Long! So you are indeed his disciple!” The fierce man’s face lit up with excitement, his gaze burning as he looked at me. D*mn! Did this guy lean the other way? His intense stare was creeping me out.
So, this fierce man knew Long Qingyang. It seemed Long Qingyang held significant prestige in the ancient martial arts world.
“Uh… Brother, I’m straight, okay? Can you let go? This is kind of awkward if someone sees us.” I looked at him helplessly. The guy had gotten so worked up that he outright hugged me. It would be hard not to misunderstand.
The fierce man paused before quickly releasing me. He laughed. “That was impolite of me!”
“By the way, Brother, why did you come in here and start attacking me right away?” I asked, confused.
He wouldn’t have picked a fight with me out of boredom. If he came looking for me by name, there had to be a reason.
“You know Wang Ziyan, right?” He asked, looking at me.
Of course, I knew Wang Ziyan. She was that policewoman who I’d almost…
Seeing me nod, the fierce man grinned. “I’m Wang Haoming!”
Wang Haoming? Wang Ziyan… D*mn! Could this fierce man be the brother Wang Ziyan mentioned?
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