"Young Master, let's leave quickly. This brat's strength is too great, we're no match for him. Let's wait for the Second Master to kill him!"
Seeing Lu Yang's overwhelming strength, Zhao Haitian's bodyguard immediately spoke to Zhao Haitian.
"Hmph, you useless trash!"
Hearing the bodyguard's words, Zhao Haitian cursed loudly, then looked at Lu Yang and roared, "Brat, you're finished! You've offended our Yan Jing Zhao family. After I kill Lu Yang, you'll be the first one I kill!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Do you know that I am Lu Yang?"
Lu Yang looked at Zhao Haitian as if he were an idiot.
"What? You're Lu Yang?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Haitian's face instantly changed. He quickly got into the car and stepped on the accelerator to flee. He left his two bodyguards at the entrance of Heilong Capital.
Lu Yang naturally didn't have the leisure to bother with these two bodyguards. He turned and walked into his office.
However, before Lu Yang could even sit down, his phone rang.
"Instructor, something bad has happened! They've sent people down to assess the Langya Special Forces. They want you to go there now!"
Heiying said into the phone.
"Hmm?"
"I know. I'll be right there!"
Hearing this, Lu Yang naturally thought that this must be the work of those influential families in Yan Jing. It seemed they had found out Lu Yang's identity as a Major General and were planning to make a move against the special forces.
However, Lu Yang was not afraid at all. When soldiers come, they will be blocked; when water comes, it will be held back. That's all there is to it.
Half an hour later, Lu Yang appeared at the training grounds of the Langya Special Forces in Jiangbei City. He saw his team members beaten black and blue, some even with broken bones. However, they were soldiers, and even in pain, they wouldn't make a sound.
Everyone stood in formation on the training ground, waiting for Lu Yang's arrival. In front of them stood a man around forty years old, wearing a crisp military uniform with a single star on his shoulder, clearly a Lieutenant Colonel.
This rank was still a bit below Lu Yang's.
However, this Lieutenant Colonel was merely holding a position. His true identity was the Second Master of the Yan Jing Zhao family, and the most formidable figure in the Zhao family besides the Patriarch.
The Zhao family practiced the Zhao family's boxing style, characterized by powerful and vigorous punches, their fists as hard as rock, making it very formidable. It was very famous in Yan Jing, and the Zhao family had remained an enduring prominent family in Yan Jing for many years, relying on their boxing style.
This time, Xiao Wuji's father personally approached the Zhao family Patriarch, and after reaching some unknown agreement, the Zhao family sent their Second Master, Zhao Lei, to Jiangbei City to eliminate Lu Yang.
When Zhao Lei learned that Lu Yang was the instructor of the Langya Special Forces in Jiangbei City, he immediately sneered. He intended to come to Langya to personally challenge Lu Yang and erase his title as Major General.
Although Zhao Lei was not sure how Lu Yang obtained this title, he certainly wouldn't take a young man in his early twenties like Lu Yang seriously, even if Lu Yang had defeated two experts from the Jiangbei branch of the Hongmen.
"This is the Langya Special Forces? This is your level? Too weak. I suggest the Langya Special Forces disband on the spot and throw your instructor into prison."
Zhao Lei looked at everyone in front of him and said coldly.
"You're not allowed to insult our instructor!"
He Xiong heard Zhao Lei's words and immediately roared.
"Insult? I'm just stating facts. Your strength is less than one-tenth of mine. There's no comparison with the Yan Jing Steel Saber Special Forces. You are all trash, and your instructor is naturally trash!"
"Defeated foe, how dare you speak to me like this? Zhao Er, go and break his legs!"
Zhao Lei said to his henchman.
"Yes!"
Zhao Er sneered and charged directly at He Xiong. He Xiong was also prepared, thinking that he could at least fight Zhao Er properly. If he couldn't beat Zhao Lei, could he not even beat his henchman?
As He Xiong thought this, he found Zhao Er's footwork to be extremely bizarre. He Xiong threw a punch, expecting to send Zhao Er flying, but unexpectedly, Zhao Er easily dodged it and kicked He Xiong's leg. With a "crack," He Xiong's leg was actually broken by Zhao Er's kick!
"Hiss!"
Everyone gasped in shock. They never expected Zhao Er to be so powerful.
One had to know that He Xiong's physique was very strong, and his leg muscles were even more developed. Even a steel pipe couldn't break He Xiong's leg, yet today, it was broken with a single kick from Zhao Er. This Zhao Er's strength was truly terrifying.
He Xiong broke out in a cold sweat from the pain but gritted his teeth and endured it without a sound.
"Who else is unconvinced?"
Zhao Lei looked at everyone and asked coldly.
"You're not allowed to insult the instructor!"
The one who spoke was Xiao Liu. After being beaten by Lu Yang last time, Xiao Liu was deeply convinced by Lu Yang's methods. Now that Lu Yang was being insulted, Xiao Liu naturally stood up, even if it meant having his leg broken.
"You're not allowed to insult the instructor!"
All the others also shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
"Good, good, good. It seems you trash really can't be molded. Since that's the case, I don't need to be polite with you trash. I'll break your legs and turn you into useless trash for the rest of your lives!"
Zhao Lei narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists, and was about to attack everyone.
At this moment, a Lamborghini 677 made a beautiful drift and stopped in front of everyone. A young man in his twenties stepped out of the car.
"Instructor?"
The moment they saw Lu Yang, all the members of the Langya Special Forces were excited. They knew their protector had arrived.
Lu Yang walked forward and saw his team members in such a state, with He Xiong having his leg broken. Lu Yang's expression instantly turned cold, and he looked at Zhao Lei and Zhao Er, who were standing by with arrogant expressions.
"Did you hit my men?"
Lu Yang asked Zhao Lei coldly.
"Are you the trash instructor they were talking about?"
"I didn't expect you to be so young. You're even younger than I imagined. But it's a pity, you'll soon be like them, because you're all trash!"
Zhao Lei looked at Lu Yang with disdain and said.
"Oh? You think you can beat me? If you can't even beat trash, then you're truly worse than trash!"
Lu Yang said coldly.
"Brat, do you know who you're talking to? Do you know how powerful our Zhao family's boxing is?"
"Don't think you're amazing just because you defeated a few experts from the Hongmen. The Hongmen can't even carry our Zhao family's shoes. They are just unorthodox practices. The power of our Zhao family's boxing is renowned throughout Hua Guo. Brat, today I'll let you know what it means when there's always someone better."
"Zhao Er, go and break this kid's legs!"
Zhao Lei said to his subordinate.
Zhao Er was adopted by the Zhao family from a young age. Although he was Zhao Lei's subordinate, he had been practicing martial arts for thirty years and was very powerful. He could easily break He Xiong's legs, so he naturally had the strength to contend with Lu Yang.