333: Chapter 322 Made a Big Enemy 333: Chapter 322 Made a Big Enemy Xu Hongxing walked ahead, and Song Yun followed behind.
The two arrived at the parade ground, which had now been cordoned off.
Aside from a few officers from the military region watching from the sidelines, all the other soldiers had returned to their barracks.
“They are the Northeast Tigers.
Last time Mr.
Song visited, it was me who hosted him.
Mr.
Song said that you are very formidable, Song Yun, so don’t disappoint me,” Xu Hongxing said, pointing to the group of people following behind Commander Hu.
“Of course, the opponents are just so-so.
They might be robust, but they lack agility.
If someone skilled in Qinggong entangled them, they wouldn’t even know how they died,” Song Yun said seriously.
“Don’t underestimate them.
Remember, it’s the schemes that capsize the ships, and only caution can secure a long-term strategy.”
After both sides met, Commander Hu looked at Song Yun, who stood behind Xu Hongxing, and chuckled, “Old Xu, are these your soldiers?
Surely it’s not just this one behind you?”
“The quality of soldiers is what’s valuable, you barbarian.
What do you know?
What are the rules of the competition?
Is it best two out of three, or best three out of five?” Xu Hongxing asked.
“We won’t embarrass you.
Let’s go directly with best two out of three.
After we finish, we’ll head back in the afternoon,” Commander Hu glanced at his soldiers and shouted, “Do you have the confidence to carve off a piece of meat from the Sunan Military Region?”
“Yes.”
The response thundered through the air, with a momentum as unstoppable as a rainbow.
Each soldier, imposing as they were, clearly comprised an elite force.
Xu Hongxing pointed at one man in green camouflage and said, “He is the King of Soldiers from the Northeast Tigers.
His moves are sharp; be careful.”
“Right, but their team includes women?” Song Yun asked, genuinely curious as he noticed a woman emerging from a crowd of burly men.
“Don’t underestimate that woman either.
She’s Hu’s very own granddaughter and has quite the prideful streak.
Rumor has it she’s almost on par with the average special forces operative,” Xu Hongxing said.
“Grandpa, we’re back,” Mao Shan panted as he ran over from a distance, with Qingluan slowly trailing behind him.
When Qingluan spotted Song Yun, she tugged at his sleeve and asked, “What did the Li Family say?”
“They didn’t say much; just uttered a few words and let us out.
It was Mr.
Li who said we’d have to deal with this matter ourselves,” Song Yun replied.
“Then why are we still here?
Let’s go to the Bai Family,” Qingluan said, suddenly anxious.
With her sister in trouble, she didn’t have time to play house here with Song Yun.
“Let’s not rush this.
The Bai Family will be dealt with sooner or later.
There’s no urgency,” Song Yun said nonchalantly.
While Song Yun and Qingluan were discussing how to deal with the Bai Family, the Northeast Tigers became discontented, questioning the audacity the others had to confront them.
While other military regions might be weaker, at least they all sent their elite forces.
Yet, when it came to the Sunan Military Region, there appeared to be only one soldier, while the other two looked as if they were out for a stroll.
“Report to Commander Hu, we refuse to compete against the people from the Sunan Military Region,” the Northeast Tiger’s King of Soldiers declared.
“Why is that?” Song Yun asked with a smile, looking at the opposition.
“I believe you aren’t taking this competition seriously, just going through the motions.
We disdain to engage with such people,” the King of Soldiers said, fixing his gaze on Song Yun.
“Alright, you’re the tough one, huh?
So why don’t we two have the first match?”
“There’s no need for our King of Soldiers to fight you.
Even I, a woman, can take you down,” Commander Hu’s granddaughter retorted, indicating Song Yun’s insignificance.
Winning against him would be a hollow victory.
“What did you say?” Qingluan bristled at her words.
She tolerated her own bullying of Song Yun, but she couldn’t stand seeing outsiders insult him, especially since Song Yun adhered to the admirable practice of not striking women – doing so would be breaking his own code.
“I said there’s no need for our King of Soldiers against the Sunan Military Region; I alone am sufficient.”
“Old Hu, you might want to pull your granddaughter back.
She’s a bit too green,” Xu Hongxing advised, hinting at Qingluan’s formidable strength.
No one present could best her, not even Song Yun, who had casually relinquished his second spot on the Dragon List to her.
Moreover, she was almost on par with those at the end of the War God List – a ranking of the world’s top personal combat power.
With over seven billion people, the list comprised the crème de la crème, the top hundred, and Qingluan was reaching that level.
Without the old monsters stepping in, she would reign supreme in the Martial World.
“Old Xu, are you looking down on me?” Commander Hu said, peering at Xu Hongxing in dissatisfaction.
“My granddaughter is formidable.
You should worry about your own men instead.”
Meanwhile, Qingluan was almost exploding with anger.
This girl dared to insult her and Song Yun, and she knew a lesson was in order.
Just as she was about to step forward, Song Yun pulled her back.
Taking a deep breath, Song Yun instructed her very seriously, “When you go up, use only thirty percent of your strength, only thirty percent.
After all, this is a contest, not a fight to the death.”
“I know what to do.
Just giving that little girl a lesson,” Qingluan said, pouting like a petulant woman.
“Watch your sister seek vengeance for you.”
Dammit, why does it sound like I’m dead when she says that about avenging me?
As she stepped onto the field, Qingluan looked at her opponent with disdain and declared, “State your name.
I never—don’t fight nameless individuals.”
Hearing this, Song Yun could only shake his head in dismay, as Qingluan had nearly misspoken.
The opponent, full of arrogance, swung her fists around and said, “Hu Zizi.
What’s your name?”
“Qingluan.
I will teach you what respect means,” Qingluan stated, frowning with displeasure.
The match began swiftly.
Hu Zizi, like a Fierce Tiger pouncing on its prey, roared and charged at Qingluan.
A flicker of disdain flashed in Qingluan’s eyes.
With a step forward of her left foot, she blocked Hu Zizi’s arms with her hands and effortlessly threw her opponent to the ground with a suplex.
Hu Zizi landed heavily and quickly got up, but her grimacing face revealed the pain she had endured.
She was now puzzled; Qingluan didn’t seem to be that skilled, yet her strength was immense.
The instant her arms were locked, Hu implied that she felt as if she was facing a Wild Boar.
Had Qingluan known that Hu Zizi internally likened her to a wild boar, she would have thrown the woman down with fury.
A gleam of admiration appeared in the eyes of the Northeast Tigers’ King of Soldiers.
The speed, the force, and the precision of Qingluan’s moves were nearly perfect.
However, something seemed off; she resembled a bitterly resentful woman, expressing perfect form yet seemingly not giving her all.
If Qingluan were aware that this man compared her to a resentful woman, the Northeast Tigers might as well erase their name from the world.
“Qingluan, be careful and remember, use only thirty percent of your strength,” Song Yun called out anxiously from the sidelines.
“I know.
I only used ten percent just now,” Qingluan replied discontentedly.
She had assumed her opponent was formidable, but to her surprise, a mere flick was enough to send her opponent tumbling away.