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Chapter 181: Chapter 181 Challenge_1
 

A year ago, within the Dragon Group, Reaper was the most beloved warrior.

Because of his peerless martial arts, because he was cold-blooded and merciless towards his enemies, and even more because of his protection of his brothers.

Not a single Dragon Group member who had been led by him was not conquered by his charismatic personality.

The excited expressions of these old members influenced Ye Xiong.

If it were not for last year’s Demon Hunting operation, perhaps he would still be together with these friends, fighting for the safety and honor of Huaxia Country.

My Lord Hu Biao, having been blasted off the stage by Ye Xiong, took a while to catch his breath before standing up and roaring, “Who the hell are you, and why are you breaking the rules of the competition?”

Ye Xiong’s eyes were electric as they fiercely landed on My Lord Hu Biao, releasing a powerful aura of murderous intent.

“Are you fighting with your own brothers, or are you fighting with enemies? He has already surrendered, yet you still refuse to spare him. Are you really a Dragon Group member, or a villain who commits every conceivable atrocity?”

The giant felt pressured under his gaze, overwhelmed like Mount Tai, he didn’t dare to be arrogant anymore, and said weakly, “The chief said that the ultimate goal of practicing martial arts is to bring down the opponent at all costs. He said we could use weapons, like killing enemies on the battlefield, because only when people are pushed to the brink can they unleash their greatest fighting strength.”

“Nonsense,” Ye Xiong bellowed.

“Chief, he says you’re spouting nonsense.”

My Lord Hu Biao, knowing Ye Xiong was not to be trifled with, directly shifted the blame onto the chief, not believing the latter would dare to be impudent with the chief’s support.

“The words he just said represent my core principles. The true masters are forged in the heat of battle. Barehanded, minor scuffles will never train a real master,” Long Zaitian said coldly, with his hands behind his back.

“So it wasn’t him spouting nonsense; it was you.”

The thought of the Dragon Group being turned by this man into a group of soulless, companionless walking corpses, focused only on their missions and cold-bloodedness, filled Ye Xiong with an indescribable irritation.

“Although Long Tianya may be a befuddled old man, at least he understands and has compassion for his subordinates, retaining some humanity, but you’re nothing more than a war machine. Compared to Long Tianya, your abilities as the chief are sorely lacking.”

What’s the biggest taboo for a parachuted officer?

It is being compared to the previous one, and being told they don’t measure up.

Ye Xiong’s words directly hit Long Zaitian’s raw nerve.

“Presumptuous.”

A roar, like that of a tiger or a wolf, made everyone present tremble.

Long Zaitian, staring intently at Ye Xiong, angrily shouted, “Look at those soft persimmons around you, which one seems fit to be a soldier? They encounter a problem and like to stick to others, do they still have the blood of a soldier? I’m just trying to train them to be more reliable so they can carry out missions.”

“Being kind to our own people doesn’t mean weakness. If you think that only combat can train the strongest subordinates, then aren’t you being quite shortsighted? I’ve never fought my companions, so do you think I’m a soft persimmon too?” Ye Xiong said.

“The instructor has never fought his own people; who dares to call him a soft persimmon?”

“Who doesn’t know that the instructor is the number one master of the Dragon Group?”

“The instructor speaks the truth.”

A group of Old Dragon Source members, seemingly repressed for a long time, all burst out now.

“Let me see what abilities you, the reputed number one master of the Dragon Group, have.”

Long Zaitian, after speaking, jumped onto the fighting stage and said coldly, “If you have the guts, come and fight me.”

Ye Xiong originally did not want to fight, but pushed to this point, if he did not step forward now, he wouldn’t be able to hold his head high in front of these Dragon Group brothers in the future.

Losing was acceptable, but absolutely not without a fight.

“I’d also like to see, to what extent the reputed Huaxia War God of the military is strong.”

Ye Xiong leaped up, standing in front of Long Zaitian, gazing intently at him.

Below the stage, the crowd immediately exploded into a frenzy, gathering around, each person buzzing with excitement.

On one side was Huaxia’s National Military’s reputed number one expert, the Huaxia War God; on the other side was the former top expert of Dragon Group, known as the Reaper, the death harvester.

Both men were of illustrious reputation, and this battle would undoubtedly shake the heavens and earth.

Some even made phone calls to summon other members to come and witness the duel.

In less than a few minutes, countless Dragon Group members flocked towards the area, encircling the entire fighting ring, ready to witness the clash between the two masters.

Long Zaitian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze coldly fixed on Ye Xiong, his eyes shooting sharp glares.

“Don’t say I bully the young, as long as you can last five minutes without defeat, I will consider you the winner,” Long Zaitian said.

“Do you have no shame?” Ye Xiong’s mouth twitched with a mocking sneer.

“You’re in your prime, cultivated Inner Strength for at least a decade more than I have, who knows how much more refined yours is. Among masters, even a slight difference can determine the superior within two to three minutes, you might as well not make any concessions at all.”

“How do you want to handle this?”

“Within two minutes, if you can defeat me, I will admit defeat,” Ye Xiong said.

Though it was only two minutes, Ye Xiong didn’t have much chance of winning. After all, Long Zaitian was the top expert in the Huaxia military, and his name had already been renowned throughout Huaxia even before Ye Xiong was born. Now, after so many years, who knows to what extent he had cultivated his Dragon Spiral Inner Power. If he thought he could defeat a generation’s War God at his youthful age of over twenty, that would be a wild fantasy.

“Two minutes? That would be underestimating you, let’s make it three,” Long Zaitian held up three fingers.

“Underestimate if you will, I don’t care, two minutes,” Ye Xiong insisted stubbornly.

“Let’s compromise, two and a half minutes,” Long Zaitian said.

“Fine, then two and a half minutes it is.”

“Since this is a sparring match, naturally there must be stakes. If you lose, you must return to Dragon Group and serve the country; if you win, from today on, you’ll be free. I will absolutely not force you to join Dragon Group again, how about that?”

“That’s exactly what I was going to say,” Ye Xiong replied.

His biggest concern for this visit was that Long Zaitian would pressure him to return to Dragon Group, which would mean he couldn’t continue staying in Jiangnan City, enjoying life alongside a group of beauties.

Now that he had proposed this bet, it played perfectly into his hands.

This battle was one he must win—and couldn’t afford to lose.

This was about the happiness in the latter half of his life; he could not take it lightly.

“Then it’s agreed.”

Long Zaitian took off his military uniform and tossed it to a soldier beside the arena, saying, “Xiao Zheng, you keep the time.”

“Yes, Commander.”

Xiao Zheng pulled out a stopwatch, reset it, and asked, “Shall we start?”

“Start.”

As soon as Long Zaitian finished speaking, the air on the platform surged wildly, as though a wind swept through.

The oppressive force instantly spread out, causing the onlookers to retreat several meters.

At the same time, his fist was laden with a torrential punching force, like Mount Tai pressing down, rolling over towards Ye Xiong.