After speaking, the man with upturned nostrils looked at the young security guard before him. Crap, if this security guard really is Zhao Rong, I have to get out of here...
Listening to the arrogant man, Zhao Rong feigned confusion. "My na is Zhao Rong, but I’m just a humble security guard. I’m not the young hero from the True Martial Sect."
Upon hearing this, the man with upturned nostrils burst into laughter. "I knew it! You couldn’t possibly be the young hero Zhao Rong from the True Martial Sect." He chuckled to himself. If he were Zhao Rong from the True Martial Sect, I’d have to run. Otherwise, if I stayed, he’d surely beat to death. But if he’s not, then I’ll be the one to kill him.
Hearing the man’s words, Lili, who was standing beside Zhao Rong, chid in. "Brother Zhao Rong, if you really are the young hero from the True Martial Sect, why won’t you admit it?"
Yu Lan added, "Exactly, Brother Zhao Rong! If you admit it, you’ll scare the piss out of this guy with his nose in the air."
Xuelian then turned directly to the man with upturned nostrils and said, "I’ll tell you the truth. The Brother Zhao Rong standing before you is none other than the young hero of the True Martial Sect."
Hearing the three beautiful won, the man scoffed, "Ladies, are you playing for a fool? If I believe that this little security guard is the young hero of the True Martial Sect, then I’m the idiot."
He then thought to himself, The young hero Zhao Rong would give up his position as the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect to co work as a security guard at West Well University? That defies all logic and common sense. My superior intellect tells these won are trying to scare . As if this little guard is the young hero of the True Martial Sect. Only a ghost would believe that.
With his mind made up, the man bellowed, "High-grade Yellow Rank Martial Technique, Skyrocketing Fist!" With that, he threw a punch at Zhao Rong.
Facing the man’s attack, Zhao Rong just smiled faintly. "High-grade mysterious rank Martial Technique, Fist of the Indirect Blow..."
As he spoke, Zhao Rong swiftly pulled his assistant in front of him, preparing to strike his target through the interdiary.
When the man with upturned nostrils launched his attack, he saw Zhao Rong hiding behind his assistant and imdiately broke into a derisive laugh. Looks like I was right. This guard definitely isn’t the True Martial Sect’s Zhao Rong. Otherwise, why would a total badass who could kill Achilles be afraid of my low-grade Yellow Rank Skyrocketing Fist?
And so, as he struck at Zhao Rong, he was completely confident that he could kill him with a single punch. Then he would kill the assistant, and after that... he would have his way with the beautiful won at Zhao Rong’s side.
But just as the man was lost in his daydream, a smile spreading across his face, Zhao Rong’s Fist of the Indirect Blow shot through the assistant’s body, and a heavy punch slamd squarely into his stomach.
Instantly, the man felt as if a thousand-pound jack had been ramd into his gut, knocking the wind out of him. He was sent flying, bleeding from all seven of his facial orifices as he crashed onto the road nearby.
When the won saw Zhao Rong send the impossibly arrogant man flying with a single punch, they all burst into applause.
Lili looked at Zhao Rong and said, "Brother Zhao Rong, now I understand why you hid your identity. You were playing the wolf in sheep’s clothing, letting that guy lower his guard so you could take him down in one blow."
Yu Lan gazed at him with admiration. "Brother Zhao Rong, I’ve never really admired anyone in my life, but I admire you. You always stay so calm, and then at the critical mont, you explode like a ferocious beast and tear your opponent to shreds."
At that mont, the man who had been slamd onto the road, bleeding profusely, struggled to his feet. He pulled an infrared cultivation level detector from his pocket and scanned Zhao Rong from a distance. When he saw that the security guard’s cultivation level was actually twenty-two, he cried out in shock, "You’re just an ordinary security guard! How could you possibly have a cultivation level of twenty-two? Don’t tell ... you really are the young hero Zhao Rong from the True Martial Sect?"
Hearing this, the assistant pulled a photo from his pocket. It was a picture of him, Zhao Rong, and the won standing at the main gate of the True Martial Sect. He walked over to the man, showed him the photo, and sneered, "No kidding. If my big brother Zhao Rong wasn’t the hero from the True Martial Sect, how could he have taken you down with one punch?"
The man, who had just managed to get up, was so shocked he collapsed again. Lying flat on the road, he said in despair, "He gave up being a Sect Leader... to beco a security guard?" After speaking, he sighed. It’s not that I’m ignorant, it’s that this world is changing too fast...
After putting the photo away, the assistant picked up a brick from the ground, preparing to drag the man from the middle of the road to the side to continue his lesson.
Zhao Rong stepped forward and stopped him. "Let it go. Where it’s possible to show rcy, one should. Don’t drag him to the roadside to hit him with a brick. Just leave him in the middle of the road. Let’s go."
With that, Zhao Rong pulled the assistant away, preventing him from dragging the man to the side for another beating.
Just then, the man with upturned nostrils pulled a pigeon from his clothes and released it. "Zhao Rong, don’t think this is over just because you spared ! I just sent a pigeon to my big brother, Hector, the new king of the Wild Wolf Sect. He’ll kill you for !"
After his declaration, the man climbed to his feet again, planning to go recover for a while before teaming up with his brother Hector to kill Zhao Rong. However, he was still in the middle of the dark road where a driver’s visibility would be poor.
Before he was even fully upright, a car ca speeding toward him. It struck him head-on, sending him flying before running him over.
A sharp scream cut through the night. Zhao Rong and his group, who were walking ahead, imdiately turned around. When the assistant saw the man with upturned nostrils lying dead in the middle of the road, run over by a car, he turned to Zhao Rong in amazent. "Brother Zhao Rong, now I finally get it! The reason you didn’t want to drag him to the side of the road for a beating... you wanted him to get run over by a car!"
Lili sighed, muttering about how a man must be ruthless to be great, "Brother Zhao Rong, you appear benevolent, but your heart is incredibly ruthless when dealing with your enemies. You’d rather he be killed by a car than allow your friend to drag him aside for a simple beating."
When Zhao Rong saw that the man had actually been killed by a car in the middle of the road, he was stunned. He thought with regret, Damn it! If I’d known he was going to get into an accident in the middle of the road, I would have just let the assistant drag him aside and beat him up!
Zhao Rong couldn’t help but sigh. Life is unpredictable. Man proposes, God disposes. My good intentions completely backfired.
Just as Zhao Rong was stewing in regret, a figure in white suddenly leaped out from nearby. He ca forward and pointed at Zhao Rong. "You’re Zhao Rong, the security guard from West Well University?"
Zhao Rong paused, taken aback. "I am. What of it?"
The man in white did a front flip, then a back flip. "My big brother Hector has received word. You dared to beat up his cousin?"
Seeing the man flipping and jumping all over the place, Lili, standing next to Zhao Rong, asked, "Do you have ADHD or sothing? Can you stand still while you talk?"
Zhao Rong was simply confused. "Who is your brother’s cousin?"
The man in white hopped to the left, then hopped to the right. "My brother’s cousin... I forget his na, but he has a very distinctive feature. His nostrils are really big, and they point toward the sky."
Hearing this, Zhao Rong was startled and said awkwardly, "I did beat up a man with upturned nostrils. What about it?"
Confirming that he had found the right person, the man in white threw himself to the ground and then perford a perfect kip-up to get back to his feet. "Damn you! You must have a death wish, daring to strike my big brother’s cousin! Do you have any idea who my big brother is?"
Zhao Rong watched the hyperactive man, who really did seem to have ADHD. "I don’t care who your brother is. I already beat up his cousin. Do whatever you think you need to do."
Hearing this, the man in white started jumping around erratically, as if he’d been electrocuted. "My big brother Hector is the new prodigy of the Wild Wolf Sect, the next Achilles! By striking his cousin today, you have provoked him! He will be sending you a formal challenge via carrier pigeon imdiately!"
Hearing that this was yet another person from the Wild Wolf Sect who was talking about carrier pigeons, Zhao Rong looked at the hyperactive man with disbelief. "A carrier pigeon? When is this pigeon supposed to arrive?"
At this, the man pulled a challenge letter from his pocket. "I forgot to tell you. My na is Flying Pigeon, and my job is to deliver letters. *I’m* the carrier pigeon."
Cold sweat dripped down Zhao Rong’s forehead. "Your parents gave you a truly high-class, grand, and stylish na."
Hearing the complint, the man in white alternated between dropping to the ground and leaping into the air. "Even though you’re kissing up to , our boss still won’t let you off! By the way, you guys beat up my boss’s cousin just now, right? Where is he?"
Zhao Rong pointed sadly toward the nearby car crash. "The guy lying on the road over there, the one who got hit by the car... that’s your boss’s cousin."
The man in white was dumbfounded. "You little security guard, you dared to get my boss’s cousin killed? Let tell you, the last person who accidentally bumped into my boss’s cousin had his entire family wiped out by our boss! I think you’re about to have your entire bloodline exterminated!"
Looking at the man’s arrogant words and his ceaseless jumping, Zhao Rong finally lost his patience. He bent down, picked up a brick, and said, "Hey, ADHD-man, can you just stop for a second?"
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