45: An unexpected person!

Inside the training hall, a strong scent of gunpowder filled the air.

Chiba Goten, with his hands clasped behind his back, looked down on everyone, directly enraging the China martial artists present.

Arrogance!!!

This ‘little sun’ was openly slapping the face of China’s martial artists!

As martial artists and warriors, their temperaments were direct and fiery; they couldn't tolerate such provocation.

The surrounding martial artists had veins bulging on their foreheads, gritting their teeth in anger.

They could barely suppress their explosive tempers, wanting to rush forward and fight.

These martial artists from the East were simply too arrogant!

Now, as stray dogs, they still dared to be so presumptuous and arrogant on China’s territory, truly not knowing their place.

Some warrior martial artists, with faces like frost, rolled up their sleeves, ready to rush up and beat this guy severely, but were ultimately held back by their companions.

In front of them, Chiba Goten, with his swollen pig-like face, was surrounded by a dozen fully armed War General-level bodyguards, spread out in a line, awaiting these impulsive China martial artists.

At this moment, the oppressive aura from these War General bodyguards silently emanated, their presence intimidating.

“Move aside, move aside!!”

Suddenly, a young man in a white coarse martial robe squeezed out from the crowd.

This man wore a light gold mask over his face, carried a three-foot Qingfeng sword on his back, and had an ethereal aura.

“This… is?” Some martial artists looked at him sideways.

“Don’t know, let’s wait and see,” voices came from around them.

“How dare you be so arrogant and domineering in our China? Are you tired of living?”

Clap clap clap clap!!

Suddenly, with a series of crisp sounds, everyone only saw a white blur flash past.

Immediately after, Chiba Goten’s face already had four more slap marks, swollen into a pig’s head.

“Hmph!” A cold snort was heard, and the white-clad man’s gaze was as disdainful as a God descending from the heavens.

“Your father, Chiba Heibu, was merely a defeated opponent of mine.”

“Stray dogs like you are truly laughable, laughable!!”

As the tall man with the gold mask swept his gaze across them, all the ‘little sun’ martial artists were struck as if by lightning, each stumbling backward involuntarily.

Terrifying!

This China martial artist was truly too terrifying!

“Is that all!? You’re too weak.”

With a sneer, the young martial artist turned and left.

“The martial artist who defeated Chiba Heibu, could he be the Invincible God of War Ye… Qiu!”

Some China martial artists belatedly realized… However, at this moment, the man’s figure had already vanished.

Just as everyone wanted to rush forward and beat the fallen dog, they were held back by their companions:

“Even if their fighting spirit is dampened, those dozen or so bodyguards around these ‘little suns’ are mostly High-level Generals!!”

“Don’t get carried away, they’re deliberately provoking you.”

“...”

At the same time, some China martial artists had already started calling friends and gathering powerful martial artists they knew, preparing for a big fight.

This is unbearable!!

If they couldn't win by themselves, they would find stronger martial artists to teach them a lesson.

If quality wasn't enough, then quantity would make up for it.

Some even more clever martial artists had already logged onto Military Martial Home and various forums and online communities.

“Location: Ninth Army Supply Base Martial Arts Hall. Some ‘little suns’ are here to challenge us. Brothers, come quickly to support, I can’t hold on.”

As soon as this post appeared, it was as if a depth charge had suddenly been dropped into the entire forum.

Countless lurking martial artists were roused, their blood boiling instantly, and the entire forum ignited:

“What, ‘little sun’ martial artists are challenging my Ninth Army’s turf? Brother, send your location, I, Qiu Wudi, am coming to eliminate evil for the people.”

“My squad is currently heading to City 002, now immediately turning back. Brother, you must hold on. Chu Huang, Intermediate War General, leaving.”

“I, Lu Gang, Intermediate War General, am heading to the Ninth Army Supply Base. You must hold on!!”

“...”

The China Martial Artist Forum immediately erupted.

The anger of these martial artists was ignited by the arrogance of Chiba Goten, who had a swollen pig-like face, soaring to the sky.

As soon as this post was published, responses poured in like clouds.

There were even High-level martial artists from other base cities browsing for train tickets and packing their bags, wanting to meet these aggressive ‘little sun’ martial artists.

They also wanted to be heroes who resisted the ‘little suns’!

“Since you’re so powerful, then I’ll give it a try!!”

A middle-aged martial artist, two meters tall with a broad back and strong shoulders, squeezed out from the crowd to challenge.

“Scarred Lin Lan, I challenge you, Yamamoto Ichiki!”

As War General Lin Lan, active in the supply base, his usual violent demeanor...

At this moment, Lin Lan’s terrifying, ferocious scar, usually so intimidating, appeared so kind and endearing in the eyes of the China martial artists.

“Brother Lin, perform well and defeat these ‘little suns’!”

“Mm!!”

Chiba Goten, with his swollen pig-like face, glanced at Yamamoto Ichiki, then at the first challenger, Lin Lan, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

“Then let’s begin!”

Lin Lan glanced at Yamamoto Ichiki, then walked directly to another punch strength tester and stood firm.

He raised his right arm, his bronzed skin covered with thick, bulging veins: “’Little sun’ martial artist, are you ready?”

Yamamoto Ichiki remained silent, his gaze casually sweeping over Lin Lan, seemingly not putting him in his eyes.

Chiba Goten, with his swollen pig-like face, nodded, “Begin!”

“’Little suns’, watch closely!!”

As an outstanding figure among beginner War Generals, Lin Lan also had his pride and passion.

Usually, bullying his fellow martial artist brothers at the supply base was just a joke.

Now that the ‘little suns’ were bullying them at their doorstep, the guns should naturally be pointed outward.

Although Lin Lan was reckless and violent, he also knew what was important.

“Hoo… Ah!!!”

Lin Lan roared, swinging his right arm. His already thick arm instantly swelled by a circle, and green blood vessels bulged one by one, as if they could burst at any moment… Then, this punch, which condensed all of Lin Lan’s strength and dignity, slammed into the test target.

In an instant, the martial artists near Lin Lan clearly felt a strong gust of wind tearing at their facial muscles.

The powerful pressure made all the martial artists in the training hall momentarily stop breathing.

Boom!!

A sharp, explosive sound pierced everyone’s eardrums, and the punch target shook violently… The screen of the punch strength tester also displayed the result of this strike—

“35341kg!!”

Hiss!!!

The punch Lin Lan unleashed in his fury had already crossed the threshold of a High-level General.

Everyone was astonished, excitedly exclaiming:

“Brother Lin, well done!!”

“Awesome, Boss Lin!!”

“...”

Listening to everyone’s praise, Lin Lan’s slightly flushed face gained more color.

He looked at Yamamoto Ichiki, then at the testing machine in front of him, his thick, dark eyebrows slightly raised:

“Your turn!!”

Yamamoto Ichiki stood impassively in front of the punch strength tester, his right arm, which had been hanging at his side, suddenly smashed forward, as fast as a fleeting flash of lightning. No one clearly saw its trajectory.

Thump!!

A duller impact sound than before erupted, and everyone felt as if their heads had been struck, buzzing.

At this moment, a number appeared on the screen in front of Yamamoto Ichiki—

“55365kg!!!”

As this number appeared, the entire hall fell silent.

The previously boisterous martial artists instantly quieted down.

The martial artists who had been excited by Lin Lan’s punch strength test result were also doused with a bucket of cold water.

A chilling sensation spread through their hearts, and no one spoke… “I’m very sorry, you lost!!”

Chiba Goten, with his swollen pig-like face, wore a faint smile.

“There is also a reward for the loser!”

As he spoke, Chiba Goten, with his swollen pig-like face, deliberately emphasized the word ‘loser’.

“Hmph!!”

Facing the stack of red bills, Lin Lan didn’t even look at them, turning his head and walking away….