270: You can't take my punch.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Bei left the military compound, scaling the wall like a Martial Artist.

The alarm sounded again.

A few security guards peeked out from behind large rocks, made a 'tsk' sound, and then ducked back.

By the time Shen Bei arrived at the university gates, the students gathered there were already three layers deep, their faces full of gossip as they peered inside.

At this moment, Shen Bei roughly pushed through the crowd and strode in.

"What's going on?" Shen Bei asked coldly, his face ashen.

Qi Chuanyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Shen Bei arrive.

It was good that the backbone had arrived.

Whatever happened, Shen Bei would handle it; that was the duty of the Gang Leader.

Qi Chuanyu pointed at a group of students in front of them, his face twisted, and cursed through gritted teeth, "Damn them, these bastards can't play fair, they ambushed us!"

"We registered the Zha Tian Gang, and the school gave us an office in the comprehensive building. So we went out to buy some office furniture. Niu Liu and Old Du came back to deliver it, but they were ambushed."

"When I came back, I saw the two of them hanging on the main gate."

"More importantly..." Qi Chuanyu exploded with rage, his entire being seemingly on fire, "All the office furniture is gone! That was money!"

Shen Bei glanced at the furious Qi Chuanyu, his mouth twitching, and wanted to kick him.

Why did it feel like losing the furniture pained him more than Niu Yanben and Du Ziteng getting beaten?

This was too realistic, damn it!

Liao Zhongyang interjected, "Niu Liu and Old Du seem to have been knocked out; they haven't woken up yet."

Shen Bei looked up at the main gate. Sure enough, Niu Yanben and Du Ziteng were unconscious, their heads drooping, seemingly asleep.

He could even see Niu Yanben drooling from the corner of his mouth.

And hear Du Ziteng snoring.

At this point, Qi Chuanyu finally remembered to get down to business. He stepped forward, pointed at the Xingchen Martial Arts Club students, and laid down a threat:

"I'm warning you one last time, right now, immediately, take them down and then kneel and apologize, or else this matter won't be over today!"

Shen Bei was very satisfied with Qi Chuanyu's "diplomatic language."

That's right.

It couldn't be as simple as letting them go; compensation must be included.

Among the Xingchen Martial Arts Club students opposite, Zong Hongchao, with his small braid, crossed his arms and sneered:

"Wasn't it Niu Yanben and Du Ziteng who ambushed me when they were competing for the contract? Do you know what 'what goes around comes around' means?"

Zong Hongchao's eyes were like a raging storm, with lightning and thunder: "Make me apologize? Haha, how dare you even say that?!"

Qi Chuanyu twisted his neck, raised his fist, his eyes incredibly fierce: "I don't care about your past squabbles, but now, my fist is as big as a sandbag, you really want to taste it, don't you?"

"That depends on how hard your bones are."

Qi Chuanyu gave him a disdainful look: "So, there's nothing to discuss?"

"Discuss your mother..." Zong Hongchao's face twisted: "This has nothing to do with you today, hurry up and scram, understand? Otherwise, don't blame me for getting you involved!"

Qi Chuanyu rolled up his sleeves, a fierce look on his face: "What, you want to put me through some intensity? Big guy, go for it, don't be too rough, just beat them until they call you grandpa."

Liao Zhongyang: ...

What's going on? You're being put through intensity, and you want me to do it?

Your little scheme is really loud.

Just then, Shen Bei, who had been silent, slowly walked over.

He carried himself with a ruffian attitude, perfectly embodying a street thug.

He walked straight up to Zong Hongchao, staring at him with a playful expression.

Zong Hongchao still sneered: "I wondered who it was. So what if it's Shen Bei? Today, Niu Liu and Du Ziteng will hang on the main gate. Let's see who dares to take them down!"

"Arrogant, simply outrageous!" Qi Chuanyu jumped up and down behind him, but didn't move an inch.

"That's because you are all trash—"

Zong Hongchao hadn't finished speaking.

Without a word, Shen Bei raised his hand and slapped him.

With a 'smack' sound.

The force of that slap was so great that Zong Hongchao spun like a top multiple times.

Several of his teeth flew out.

He saw stars, the world spun, and his mouth was full of blood.

Half of his face swelled up like a pig's head.

With a 'thud,' he fell directly to the ground.

Zong Hongchao, clutching the half of his face that had lost all sensation, his expression changed as if performing a face-changing act. First, his face trembled, then came shock, and finally, his expression drastically changed, filled with disbelief.

Perhaps he hadn't expected Shen Bei to be so arrogant, arriving and striking without a word.

He was completely unprepared and was slapped into a daze.

"Damn you!"

Zong Hongchao sprang up like a carp, his body erupting with rage and Evil Qi, as if making the air boil.

"You dare hit me? You're asking for death!"

Zong Hongchao was truly enraged.

No matter what, he was a member of the Xingchen Martial Arts Club.

To be given such a big slap in front of so many students was an overwhelming humiliation.

With a ferocious look, he took a step, and the concrete ground instantly cracked.

He raised his leg and kicked, a powerful force exploding, his thigh swelling violently, soaring like a wild Dragon.

During the powerful kick, milky white True Qi rose from Zong Hongchao's toes.

That True Qi instantly transformed into a giant Dragon head.

The Dragon head was terrifying and ferocious, its fierce flames raging, its mouth wide open, as if it wanted to tear and devour everything.

It brought with it a fierce whistling airflow, deafening gales and raging waves, as it powerfully kicked towards Shen Bei.

Martial Skill: Azure Dragon Shakes the Heavens Kick!

The power of the Dragon.

The majesty of the Dragon.

The dominance of the Dragon!

This kick was truly earth-shattering, its momentum undiminished.

Just looking at it made one's scalp tingle!

Shen Bei, however, lightly raised his eyelids, a smirk on his lips, and neither dodged nor retreated, standing straight and still.

Boom~~

Amidst a muffled Qi explosion, the Dragon head bit Shen Bei's waist.

A spherical ripple force field rapidly spread around Shen Bei's waist, erupting like a sudden thunderclap.

"What are you doing?" Shen Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued in a stiff tone, "Is this your attack?"

At this moment, Zong Hongchao's face showed an expression of utter bewilderment.

He was a Five-Rank Martial Artist!

And Shen Bei was also a Five-Rank.

Both Five-Rank, yet his kick hadn't moved Shen Bei? What was going on?

Zong Hongchao's eyes darted around, filled with terror and malice.

However, the next moment, Zong Hongchao's expression violently shook.

The Dragon head of his powerful kick suddenly disintegrated and shattered, like a porcelain vase smashed on the ground.

Immediately following, a grating sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out.

He felt as fragile as a baby, as if he had struck a mountain. The irresistible, immense counter-force caused the bones in his leg to fracture!

"This..." Zong Hongchao had never encountered such a situation!

Not only could he not move him, but the Dragon head also shattered.

What was this even?

The counter-force actually injured him!

Was this even a person? He must be a solid iron ball!

At this moment, Shen Bei's face showed a silent, savage grin: "My turn, trash!"

Shen Bei stepped forward, twisted his waist, and kicked!

Without hesitation, he landed a heavy kick directly on Zong Hongchao's chest.

Instantly, Zong Hongchao's feet left the ground, as if struck head-on by a speeding car, and he flew backward violently.

He slammed heavily into the wall behind him, emitting a loud 'thud'.

Then, Shen Bei took a step, covering seven paces, and his figure appeared ghost-like beside Zong Hongchao.

One foot, carrying great force, stomped heavily on his back. Under the immense pressure, Zong Hongchao lay weakly on the ground, his mouth spewing blood!

"Wah..."

Zong Hongchao spat out a large mouthful of blood, his entire body feeling as if it had been struck by a meteorite, in excruciating pain!

This scene unfolded too quickly.

The surrounding students were still engrossed in the verbal sparring between Qi Chuanyu and Zong Hongchao.

But in the blink of an eye, Zong Hongchao was on the ground!

"Hiss~~ What just happened?"

"Holy crap! Both Five-Rank, yet Zong Hongchao couldn't move Shen Bei with his kick?"

"Not only did he not move him, all of Zong Hongchao's kick damage was reflected back!"

"Good heavens, is this Shen Bei? No wonder he can go into the catacombs; he can't even be moved by someone of the same rank."

"He's certainly fierce, but a bit too impulsive. Peaceful dialogue is the way to resolve disputes and problems."

"Right, this is only because Six-Rank Martial Artist Xiao Yong isn't here. If he were, Shen Bei would definitely be tucking his tail and acting like a mouse."

...

The surrounding students chattered, each expressing their opinions.

Shen Bei's strength was evident to all.

Zong Hongchao's kick, if it had landed on anyone else present, even if it didn't send them flying, would have at least made them involuntarily retreat a few steps.

"Trash, who gave you the courage to lay a hand on my people?"

Shen Bei grabbed Zong Hongchao by the hair, lifted him up, and continued with a playful expression: "No wonder you got beaten. You have the rank of a Five-Rank, but your true attributes are terrible. A character like you isn't even cannon fodder in my eyes."

Zong Hongchao's face was twisted with pain, but his eyes were fierce, and blood flowed from his mouth: "I was careless; I didn't dodge. If you've got guts, put me down and let's go again!"

"Alright, I'm all about taking advice."

The next moment, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and he threw a punch!

All of Shen Bei's muscles seemed to instantly flex, his entire right fist appearing to detach from his body, transforming into a giant cannon that broke through all obstructions, wildly blasting out!

Martial Skill: Heart-Piercing Cannon Hammer!

"I'm going to throw you quite far; bear with it."

Shen Bei showed a mocking grin, like a demonic grim reaper.

And Zong Hongchao, watching Shen Bei's punch come crashing down, looked as if he had seen the most terrifying thing under the heavens, utterly horrified. Under an incomparable fear, his eye sockets almost seemed to crack.

Just then, an unexpected change occurred.

A dark figure crashed down from the sky. The already shattered concrete road suddenly undulated like a tide.

The dark figure positioned himself directly between Shen Bei and Zong Hongchao.

He then flicked his hand, grabbing Shen Bei's wrist, dislodging Zong Hongchao from Shen Bei's grasp, and casually tossed him about a meter to his side.

Then, he turned and pushed out a palm, intending to block Shen Bei's punch that was originally aimed at Zong Hongchao.

"Very fierce, aren't you? I'll take your punch!"

The newcomer was none other than the president of the Xingchen Martial Arts Club, Xiao Yong!

Shen Bei's punch continued unabated, his expression calm: "You can't block it."

"Joke!"

Boom!!!

With a sound that was both silent and like the earth and sky collapsing, Zong Hongchao, who was to Xiao Yong's side, suddenly let out a pained scream as if his liver and guts were tearing apart. Blood spewed out, and he flew sideways like a scarecrow!

He could clearly feel the tearing pain from being punched, and 'heard' the series of piercing bone-shattering sounds from his body. After crashing to the ground, he struggled a few times, couldn't get up, and then his eyelids rolled back, entering a critically wounded, dying state!

"Heh, I told you, you couldn't block it." Shen Bei retracted his fist, speaking with a sneer.

Xiao Yong was suddenly startled.

How could this be...?

Shen Bei's punch clearly couldn't reach Zong Hongchao, who had changed positions.

There was still a meter between them.

In fact, it hadn't hit Zong Hongchao.

But why...?

But why was Zong Hongchao still sent flying?