Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Guo Yu stared blankly at Zhao Dong. The next second, his legs gave out and he collapsed to the ground. He was terrified, his legs rendered useless by fear.

Beside him, Dong Bowen's face darkened. He slapped the back of Guo Yu's head and yanked him to his feet, berating him, "Coward! Do you really have to be this scared?"

Shivering, Guo Yu stammered, "Bro... this guy... he's too good at fighting, isn't he? Maybe we should... get out of here first?"

"Get out of here my ass! I haven't even had my turn!"

At that moment, Dong Bowen felt a pang of fear himself and considered retreating. But so many people were watching, including many from the nearby playground. Besides, he'd brought all these men with him. If he ran now, how could he ever show his face in the underground scene again?

Gritting his teeth, Dong Bowen stepped forward and panted at Zhao Dong, "You... you've practiced boxing before?"

Zhao Dong replied with dismissive indifference, "Who'd want to practice garbage like that?"

Dong Bowen's face darkened with rage. "You... you're taking this too far!"

"Fuck you. When have I ever bullied you?" Zhao Dong said with a cold smile. "Oh, wait. That's not right. Today, I actually do feel like bullying you a little."

With that, Zhao Dong began walking toward Dong Bowen, step by step.

Dong Bowen's breath caught in his throat. His face turned pale, and he had the primal urge to run. However, seeing his crew on the ground watching him, he simply couldn't afford to lose face.

"Fuck it, I'll go all out! I'm a big name in the underground fighting circuit, for crying out loud! I refuse to believe I can't take you!"

Like a starved wolf, Dong Bowen lunged at Zhao Dong.

Shen Zhuxin immediately shouted a warning, "Zhao Dong, be careful! Guo Yu's cousin is a trained martial artist!"

Zhao Dong turned his head to glance at Shen Zhuxin and gave her a smile.

Shen Zhuxin was momentarily stunned. That smile... it left her feeling dazed. For an instant, her face flushed slightly, a warm heat creeping up her cheeks. A burgeoning sense of shyness washed over her.

Shen Zhuxin touched her face, her heart thumping like a startled deer.

My God, Shen Zhuxin, what's wrong with you? You're one of the four great campus beauties. Countless guys have pursued you, but you've never been moved. You haven't fallen for Zhao Qirou's brother, have you...?

A myriad of thoughts surfaced in Shen Zhuxin's mind, her cheeks growing even redder.

Nearby, Zhao Qirou glanced at Shen Zhuxin and bit her lip.

Could Shen Zhuxin have fallen for my brother...?

For a moment, Zhao Qirou pouted. I like him too, and we aren't even together yet... Still, if he would accept me, I guess I could accept him having other women. After all, I know how charismatic he is!

Zhao Dong was completely oblivious to their thoughts. By now, he had already clashed with Dong Bowen.

True to his reputation in the underground fighting circuit, Dong Bowen wasn't all talk; he had some real strength. He threw a punch that met Zhao Dong's. Zhao Dong didn't use any Spiritual Energy, fighting Dong Bowen with nothing but his own Physical Power.

From that one collision, Zhao Dong didn't budge an inch, but Dong Bowen was sent stumbling back seven or eight meters.

Staring at Zhao Dong in shock, his face a mask of astonishment, Dong Bowen stammered, "How is that possible? What... what kind of training do you have?"

Zhao Dong curled his lip. "None of your damn business."

Dong Bowen was truly scared now. He knew how strong his own punch was, yet in front of Zhao Dong, it felt like a punch from a first-grader. In an instant, all of Dong Bowen's prior confidence, arrogance, and pride were mercilessly shattered by Zhao Dong.

"I don't accept this! I want to see just how capable you really are!" Dong Bowen roared, his eyes burning with defiance as he clenched his fist and charged at Zhao Dong again.

Zhao Dong effortlessly dodged the blow and gently patted Dong Bowen on the shoulder.

CRACK!

Dong Bowen's shoulder was instantly shattered. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.

BOOM!

He crashed to the ground, a complete wreck, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and his face covered in grime.

Shen Zhuxin was dumbfounded, watching the scene in utter shock.

Dong Bowen... couldn't even last a single round against Zhao Dong?

Dong Bowen's underlings, who were still on the ground, were just as stunned. They all knew how strong their boss was. He was a terrifying expert who had beaten three top-tier fighters to death with his bare fists in the underground circuit. Yet today, Dong Bowen had been swatted away like a helpless chick by Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong blew out a ring of smoke, his gaze turning cold as he walked over to Guo Yu.

Paralyzed with fear, Guo Yu collapsed on the ground, trembling uncontrollably as tears welled up in his eyes.

"Brother... Brother Zhao... I... I was wrong..."

"Wrong my ass! I gave you a chance, but you still had to come looking for death!"

Zhao Dong stomped on Guo Yu's leg.

CRACK!

Guo Yu let out a bloodcurdling scream as the bone snapped. The pain was so intense he blacked out.

Kicking Guo Yu aside, Zhao Dong approached Dong Bowen, his expression cold. "You were planning to cripple my hands and feet?"

Terrified, Dong Bowen's face went white. He stuttered, "I... I was just joking! This is all Guo Yu's fault, it has nothing to do with me! Brother... Brother Zhao, please spare me! I'll never bother you again!"

Zhao Dong said flatly, "If I were the one begging for mercy, would you spare me? Tell the truth. If you're honest, I'll let you go."

Dong Bowen's face was a mask of despair. He hesitated, then said, "You really want the truth?"

Zhao Dong smiled and nodded. "Yes, just the truth."

Dong Bowen hesitated again before saying cautiously, "Okay, I'll be honest, Brother Zhao. Please don't get mad. If you were the one begging for mercy... I... I probably wouldn't have spared you."

Zhao Dong said simply, "Well, there you have it, then."

Dong Bowen froze, a wave of realization washing over him. He immediately started to wail, "Brother Zhao, spare me!"

"Spare you? In your dreams."

With that indifferent remark, Zhao Dong stomped on Dong Bowen's hand.

"AHHHHHHH!"

Dong Bowen let out a gut-wrenching scream. Blood gushed from his hand, which was now completely ruined.

Zhao Dong said flatly, "Endure it. We're not done yet."

With that, he lifted his foot to stomp on Dong Bowen's leg.

Just as he was about to bring his foot down, a car sped toward them from a distance, kicking up a cloud of dust. In just a few seconds, it screeched to a halt.

It was a Kunlun Corp vehicle!

The car door opened, and Song Zixuan stepped out, followed by another Kunlun Corp employee.

Song Zixuan shouted at Zhao Dong, "Zhao Dong, stop right there!"

Zhao Dong frowned, staring at her. "What are you doing here?"