A Good Romance
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Surrounded by the crowd was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. He was dressed in black, completely outlining his slender but well-built figure.
Behind him stood two strong men with their arms crossed. They were bare-chested, and their arms were as thick as thighs.
From the color of their clothes, these three were clearly different from the others. All of them wore black.
They were warriors of the Ink Cloud Flag.
Previously, Ling Han had found out that there were a total of four elite troops in Hidden Tiger City, and they were respectively the Dark Green Banner, the Earthen Yellow Banner, the Heaven Fire Banner, and the Cloud Ink Banner. These four troops were all on the same side, and there was also a lot of competition between them.
Currently, the Black Flag was the weakest of the four squads in terms of overall strength and individual experts.
There was no helping it. The Black Flag had only been established in the last fifteen years, and naturally couldn't compare to the other three squads in terms of foundation. Moreover, because the Black Flag's flag master was the only female, in this world of Martial Art where men had the advantage, she was naturally treated differently.
The four squads often challenged each other, and the one who was challenged the most was naturally the Black Flag.
There was no other reason than that they were too weak.
Now, the Ink Cloud Flag had come to challenge them again.
The young man looked around disdainfully, looking down on everyone. "Is there anyone who can fight? Haha, I can hold back with one hand against ten meridians. Even if it's eleven meridians, it's not like I can't fight."
"Too arrogant!" Someone from the Black Flag gritted his teeth.
"Who's going to teach him a lesson?"
"Ai, there's nothing we can do. He's Zhu Lang. Although he's not in the top ten of the younger generation, he's definitely in the top twenty. This kind of person is definitely one of the top geniuses in the city and has a chance of entering the capital in the future. "
"But are we just going to watch him act so presumptuously?"
The people from the Black Flag were incomparably furious, but this kind of challenge was also very particular. Ten meridians against ten meridians, and eleven meridians against eleven meridians. Now that the Ink Cloud Flag had sent someone from ten meridians, if the Black Flag had to send out eleven or twelve meridians to deal with him, then they wouldn't be able to show their face in the future.
Moreover, Zhu Lang was truly powerful. There was no eleven meridians that dared say they could suppress him. If even eleven meridians were defeated by him, then the Black Green Banner would lose all face.
"Weak, truly weak." Zhu Lang shook his head. "In my opinion, there's no need for the Black Flag to exist at all. Hidden Tiger City only needs three flags."
This irony was enough to drive one crazy.
"Zhu Lang, I'll fight you!" A youth jumped out and charged at Zhu Lang.
Zhu Lang sneered, and struck out with a palm strike. Peng, the young man was sent flying like a scarecrow, flying out of the crowd and landing heavily on the ground, coughing up blood.
"Too weak," he said coldly. "But at least you dared to make a move. You're not a coward who doesn't even have your balls."
"Bastard!" Another young man charged forward, but Zhu Lang simply kicked him. He was clearly still three meters away, but the force of the kick had already reached him, sending him flying.
To be able to unleash ten feet of force without weakening, this was the standard of eleven meridians.
No wonder this person was so arrogant. Ten meridians with the peak of eleven meridians, he could indeed leave.
If twelve meridians didn't appear, who could compete with him?
Gang fight!
Haha, then the Black Green Banner would never be able to raise its head again.
"There's no need for trash like this to go up." Zhu Lang shook his head, his face full of disdain. "Haha, in such a large Black Green Banner, is there no one who can fight?"
"Hahaha!" The two muscular Ink Cloud Banner men behind him laughed loudly, also full of disdain.
The crowd was incomparably angry, and a few more young men jumped out to fight, but they were all sent flying in one move.
Within the ten meridians, Zhu Lang really had no opponents.
Zhang Honglang's figure moved, and he was about to charge out. He really couldn't stand it anymore. Even if he was defeated, he had to fight.
But just as he lifted his foot, he felt a weight on his shoulder. A hand pressed down, preventing him from taking a second step.
He turned back to look. Wasn't this their cheap vice captain?
"You're not his match," Ling Han said lightly.
Zhang Honglang's eyebrows rose. So what if he wasn't his match? Was he not going to fight?
You coward, not only did you not dare to attack, you even didn't let me attack. You're definitely a turtle hiding in its shell.
"Coward, don't stop me!" Zhang Honglang roared. But no matter how he struggled, he was unable to move an inch.
If he carefully thought about this problem, he would definitely reveal a shocked expression. But right now, anger had risen to his head, and he couldn't calm down to think about this problem.
Hearing this, the surrounding Black Green Banner soldiers all glared angrily at Ling Han, their gazes full of disdain.
What did they hate the most in the barracks?
Cowards!
It was inevitable that they would encounter incomparably powerful enemies. Could it be that they would retreat without fighting?
No, at this time, what they needed was for the leaders to help each other and unite as one. But if someone deserted, then they were finished. The entire squad would be instantly routed.
So even though the youths knew they would lose, they still fearlessly charged forward. No one went to stop them. This was for dignity, for glory.
Wasn't this fellow the vice captain that had just been promoted by the flag master?
Was he worthy of being such a coward?
Scram!
"Hahaha!" Zhu Lang laughed loudly, and looked towards Ling Han and Zhang Honglang. "That's a wise move. However, this has also allowed me to see clearly that the Black-Green Banner is only filled with cowards."
The Black Green Banner soldiers all howled. This made them go crazy with anger. To them, glory was their life, and it was even more important than their own lives.
At this moment, the disdain they felt for Ling Han was far greater than their hatred for Zhu Lang.
Ling Han sighed. How could these people be so impulsive?
He shook his head. "I'm your captain. It's not your turn yet." With a light push of his hand, Zhang Honglang involuntarily retreated. Teng, teng, teng, he crashed into the crowd.
Ling Han took large strides towards Zhu Lang.
"Haha, coward. You're embarrassed by someone's words, so you can only helplessly run out." Zhu Lang sneered. "I hate cowards and cowards the most. Against people like you, I won't send you flying in one blow. I'll slowly teach you a lesson."
Ling Han smiled faintly. "You talk too much."
He took a big stride forward and threw a heavy punch.
Boom. He didn't use any techniques, just a simple punch.
"You overestimate yourself." Zhu Lang sneered and also punched back at Ling Han.
Bang!
Both of them could release their strength. Even at a distance of ten meters, their strength collided. Then, Zhu Lang's expression changed. It was as if his strength had hit a dam. He couldn't move an inch forward.
Then, the dam turned into a boundless wave that crashed towards him.
Then, he was sent flying.
Just like the people he had kicked and sent flying before, he flew out of the crowd and landed heavily on the ground, coughing up blood.
F * ck!
End of Chapter
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