The Female CEO Falls in Love with Me

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God had just defeated two people in a row, making everyone in the room serious. They weren't afraid, but having someone crash their event and provoke them in their own gathering was a slap in the face for anyone. Moreover, judging by the strength God displayed, a formal fight wouldn't be easy to win.

At this moment, Li Yan's appearance achieved what everyone wanted but couldn't do, revitalizing the crowd.

Looking carefully, the man who had just descended from the sky, kicked God into the air, and now stood in the center, was wearing a mask of Cao Cao, hiding his true face. Yet the chilling aura he emitted before his appearance and the dominating presence he exudes now, left no doubt—this man was King! Only King could possess such an aura that would make others tremble!

Others might have only seen King's silhouette or simply believed based on a feeling, but Feng Wuqing, Shi Jian'en, Yan Ping, and Qi Zhongtao, who were more familiar with King, knew immediately upon seeing him that this was truly King, and they were completely reassured; as long as he was here, no enemy would be too strong.

Behind the mask, Li Yan cast a sweeping glance around the venue. Even though it was just a quick scan, everyone's eyes were on him, and they felt as though their eyes met his. This brief contact, no matter whether they were newcomers or veterans, gave them an overwhelming feeling of being intimidated from the depths of their souls! To them, King's gaze was not random; it specially pierced into their hearts, making them feel as though their inner thoughts were laid bare.

God, though knocked down by Li Yan in one hit, was still a formidable figure, especially when facing such an opponent. He could easily guess this was King! His purpose here was not to cause trouble with "them" or to demonstrate power, a breach into enemy territory would be unwise; his goal was King! As a King of Assassins who had been in hiding for two years, if he hadn't shown up voluntarily, he wouldn't easily be found, which led him to take this risk.

Now that his target had appeared, God was undeniably excited, with his will to fight undeterred by physical pain. As Li Yan surveyed the area, God had already swiftly leapt up from the ground, advanced, soared into the air, and aimed a spinning kick at Li Yan's head!

At this moment, Li Yan was looking in another direction, and God was launching a sneak attack from behind him.

Since they were assassins, they didn't care about sneaking attacks; the key was to strike down and kill the target! Just now, God had reacted passively against Zeng Zhezhi and Li Tianyu, easily knocking them down. Now, it was his first official active assault, and the momentum was different. Blood was flung out as he spat it from his mouth and chin amidst his attack.

"Be careful!" Having stepped aside after being injured, Li Tianyu, though severely wounded, was still able to hold on due to years of training. Seeing his idol King appear, he became so excited that he forgot about his own injuries. Seeing King in action, he watched without blinking. Because of his position, he could see God's sneak attack directly, and although he believed King's strength made reminders unnecessary, he called out instinctively.

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Earlier, Li Yan was on top with his feet; God was defending with his hands. Now, even though standing, Li Yan could counter with his feet, but he didn't move, continuing to survey the crowd before deftly dodging the kick aimed at his head. As he sidestepped, his hand swiftly shot out, grabbing God's ankle and using the kick's momentum to fling him forward!

God hadn't truly believed he could topple King with one strike; that was an unrealistic wild fantasy. What he needed was to create his own opportunity! The moment his ankle was grabbed, he wasn't panicked; instead, he used the leverage to hook his other leg forward! Since his body was being flung out, this swift hook was directed back toward Li Yan's neck.

Had he succeeded in hooking him, even if he wouldn't cause a fall, it wouldn't be easy to shake him off. But would Li Yan allow him to succeed? With a quick twist of the captured ankle, Li Yan forcibly reversed God's body!

With his body already turned, could the tendons in his legs withstand it? Unsurprisingly, even if others couldn't see, God himself felt the sharp pain from his ankle and instep, and because his body was flipped, his other leg's attack was rendered useless.

The whole process happened very quickly. Li Yan was still mid-air, pulling at God's leg, and after spraining his ankle, continued to fling his body away! And as God's body flew past him, Li Yan followed up with a punch to his side!

God's aerial kick at Li Yan's head had been a continuous action; whether or not he had hit, he needed to land immediately, otherwise, he'd be unbalanced with no leverage. Having his ankle grabbed, he knew Li Yan intended to toss him away; his quick reaction to leverage this into an attack was undone by Li Yan twisting his leg and body. The pain in his foot was intense as if broken; leveraging strength was impossible.

Yet, he wasn't an ordinary person; even at a critical moment, he could still make a desperate attempt! As Li Yan flung him away, he reached out with both hands to wrap around Li Yan!

Hands are much more flexible than legs, and there were two of them. Too bad he didn't know Li Yan's current mood…

For the past two years, Li Yan had been hidden within the city, with few opportunities to act. Even in recent times, when intervening due to things involving Yu Xiaodi, the targets were regular people; he couldn't strike fatally, and had to hold back, which, for an assassin trained to kill targets, felt restrictive and unnatural.

Thus, he hadn't been able to let loose for a long time!

Every day he had to hide his skills; now, in front of "them", not only did he not need to hide, but he also had to display them to establish authority. Using one of his own as a target was not ideal, but God, who had walked into them, was just the target he needed!

God grasped at Li Yan's body, and Li Yan instead caught God's hand, taking a deep breath and using all his strength to swing God's flinging body around, switching the pivot from foot to hand. Hands, naturally more fragile, were now being strained. As Li Yan swung and spun God's body, God's wrists were twisted and his shoulder joints dislocated!

Thus, on top of the prior kicking injuries and blows from punches, adding just his hands and feet, God suffered from five significant injuries. For an ordinary person, it would have been unbearable, possibly leading to unconsciousness. Even God couldn't suppress groans of pain. By this time, even an attempt to counterattack was impossible.

After swinging him, Li Yan tossed God's body out, then turned with a side kick to boost God's airborne trajectory!

Initially flung away, Li Yan's follow-up kick hurled God's body another five or six meters, skidding another two meters on landing before halting at the feet of several people nearby!

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For a moment, the entire audience was silent. This rapid sequence took no more than ten seconds. To an ordinary person with average eyes, it might've seemed like Li Yan was performing tricks, playing with God like a puppet. However, those present were not ordinary people; from various angles, they had seen all of Li Yan's moves clearly. The sight of God's motionless, crippled form brought to life the extent of his injuries.

Watching this scene, everyone couldn't suppress a single thought: King is King! King remains King!

Zeng Zhezhi, who previously thought Yan Ping would rise to power and take charge, watched as God, who had injured him with a kick, crumpled like paper under King's hands. His feeling of shame was unavoidable; it was clear a leader was a leader, an instructor was an instructor. While instructors excelled in theory, versatility, and training, actual combat supreme remained King!

"King! You've finally returned!" In the eyes of Yan Ping and Qi Zhongtao, there was a look of solace.

As senior members directly trusted by King, who had entrusted them with training the newcomers, they too had concerns, fearing that King may have succumbed to indulgence and soften in comforts. Such a return would be a tragedy. With rising stars outside, even within the organization, few might continue to follow him. But witnessing Li Yan's aura and skill just now, those worries vanished—King was still King, his prowess an assurance of competence in all areas.

While they could speak familiarly like friends, others couldn't, but collectively they cheered in unison: "King! King! King!..."

Whether it was veterans who had once doubted King or newcomers who only knew of him through tales, having witnessed Li Yan's prowess, especially in stark contrast to Zeng Zhezhi and Li Tianyu's failures, most hearts cleared of doubt, thriving with excitement.

For Li Yan, the earlier skirmish was not fulfilling, let alone exhilarating; it was merely a warm-up. Having been restrained for so long, he was eager for a grand battle with everyone. However, the pressing matters at hand forbade immediate violence lest he invoke undue tension.

Behind the mask, no one could see his expression; the white-faced mask of Cao Cao looked ominous. Saying nothing, he merely pointed, his finger twirling before landing on someone.

"You, step forward." (To be continued, for more content, please visit www.qidian.com. Support the author and enable legitimate reading!)