Starting as an infant, with parents who are blond-haired delinquents?

"It is he who received your kindness, not us."

"If you have any complaints, you can go find him, wait..."

"Your parents may have passed away, but it doesn't seem to be working?"

"You...Pfft!"

Bao Long was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot and almost fainted.

Before the fighting officially began, the surrounding crowd very consciously and discreetly walked away.

They only saw the actions; no one heard what the people on the field were arguing about.

The clock struck ten o'clock, precisely on time, and the opening of the gate of the Baicheng District Cultural Martial Arts Hall attracted a crowd of onlookers.

The people who entered were a man and a woman, whose youthful appearances had not yet completely disappeared.

However, it's hard to tell whether these two are high school students or junior high school students; they're definitely not college students.

"Wow, there are so many people!"

Tan Yue, who accompanied Zhang Chaoqiang, was dressed in sportswear. She brushed aside a few strands of hair that were covering her right eye and sighed.

At the same time, not only the crowd around the entrance trying to avoid suspicion, but also the captain of the Chaofan Management Center, Bao Long, and about a hundred people from the Tang-style Martial Arts School all cast their gazes at Zhang Chaoqiang and Tan Yue.

"I think I'm not late. Sorry to keep you waiting."

Seeing that it was well past 10 o'clock, Zhang Chaoqiang quickly walked towards the ring. Tan Yue behind him explained, "Today's flight route passed through Tianan International Airport. There was a plane landing and occupying the route, so it took a long time due to the detour."

Flight route?

What the heck? Don't tell him that these two came by plane, right?

Zhang Chaoqiang rushed straight into the ring, and the most intense reaction came not from Bao Long, nor from the Tang brothers…

Instead, they had no time to pay attention to Zhang Chaoqiang's management team leader.

Beep beep beep beep…

A sound, audible only to him, rang out from his administrator ID card, accompanied by five "beep" sounds.

The team leader felt a chill run down his spine.

These sounds are feedbacks that the extraordinary administrators can perceive from each other within a certain distance, intended for mutual cooperation.

A beep indicates that there is a city administrator of the same rank nearby.

Two beeps meant a city-level administrator, and so on. His hands and feet trembled as he pointed, because five beeps represented the highest level…

The highest-level management bureau of the Central State.

The city center and the central area, ants and elephants.

Regardless, he knew he was in trouble, definitely in trouble.

Who are these two people in front of me?

With a thud, his neck stiffened as he turned toward the door. The administrator's badge, with its five beeps, conveyed a cold "Come out."

On the field.

"Is this the expert you invited to fight us?"

Tang Shizheng chuckled, completely ignoring Zhang Chaoqiang's words. He slightly stamped his foot...

Then, the three Tang brothers on the stage and the hundreds of martial arts students below the stage simultaneously slammed to the ground, the resonant sound deafening, seemingly reminding Zhang Chaoqiang not to take another step forward.

"Kid, I don't care who you are, get out of here and don't get involved!" Tang Shizheng said fiercely.

Bao Long looked bitter as he apologized to Zhang Chaoqiang, "Mr. User 0417, I'm sorry, I..."

"No need to say anything, Tyrannosaurus God."

“I heard almost everything that happened just now. I didn’t mean to get involved in your affairs, but I haven’t finished my deal with you yet.” Zhang Chaoqiang’s eyes were filled with an inexplicable burning passion.

“No, User 0417…” Bao Long stepped forward quickly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve: “Our transaction contract stipulates a one-on-one combat fight, but they have more than a hundred people, so the contract is invalid. You should leave now.”

Tang-style martial arts school has a large and powerful force; you can't beat them!

Zhang Chaoqiang's burning gaze remained unwavering, as if those before him were no longer living, breathing humans, but merely a bunch of worthless experience points.

It just so happens that they have abandoned the so-called martial ethics and the ridiculous rule of one-on-one combat, which provides them with such a good opportunity, plus they can help Bao Longyi in some way.

If Zhang Chaoqiang misses this opportunity, he might as well just jump into the sea.

He waved his hand and pushed Bao Long off the stage: "They didn't abide by the contract, so I'll break it too."

"No, get down now! I'll pay for the remaining Screaming Chicken Core as usual, User 0417, I want to terminate the contract!"

But Zhang Chaoqiang ignored him.

What happened?

The crowd slowly approached, wondering if this young man who had just entered really wanted to accept the challenge from the entire Tang-style martial arts school.

Isn't this nonsense?

The three Tang brothers: the eldest Tang brother has 300P of spiritual power, the second Tang brother has 200P, and the youngest Tang brother has 150P.

The sect has hundreds of disciples, with an average spiritual power of around 40-60P.

Even if Zhang Chaoqiang were a first-level martial artist today, he would still die on the spot against an opponent of this caliber!

Wait a minute, but if he really is a first-level martial artist, then Tang-style martial arts school probably wouldn't dare to touch him.

After all, this kid looks so young. Such a young first-level martial artist must be backed by a force that is not to be trifled with.

Looking at Zhang Chaoqiang's composed demeanor, and Tan Yue, who was sitting in the audience with her legs crossed and full of interest...

Suddenly, Zhang Chaoqiang turned to Tan Yue and said, "Don't cross your legs, it will affect your spine."

“Oh…” Tan Yue silently put it down and straightened her posture.

"can we start?"

Zhang Chaoqiang suddenly spoke up.

Everyone turned their heads toward the sofa next to the arena. The team leader who was sitting there had disappeared, but the next second, he seemed to be violently pushed by something and stumbled out from the outside toward the door.

"The fighting begins!" After announcing this, he took a deep breath, his wrinkled forehead covered in sweat, swallowed hard, and left the scene.

Why should the captain avoid the situation?

Tang Shizheng was puzzled. Did Zhang Chaoqiang really have a powerful background?

Sensing something was wrong, Bao Long's hope was rekindled, seeing Zhang Chaoqiang's confident expression and the team leader's temporary absence...

Either they are incredibly strong, or they have powerful backing!

Good heavens, on the stage, the three Tang brothers suddenly hesitated.

Okay, since they won't make a move, Zhang Chaoqiang will strike first.

He swung his fist at Tang Shizheng and punched him twice—two punches from an ordinary person—right in front of everyone, striking Tang Shizheng's head twice.

"Ok?"

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation; it was just the force of an ordinary person. Although Tang Shizheng's head hurt, he was not seriously injured.

"Damn, this bastard's playing tricks. The captain's deliberately avoiding us is probably because his sensitive position makes it inappropriate for him to be present when we're ganging up on ordinary people..."

"Brothers, charge! Don't kill him, just leave him half-dead. If you do that, people will think you're something special. You're just an ordinary guy with some strength!"

Instantly, under Tang Shizheng's command, Tang's disciples swarmed forward, surrounding Zhang Chaoqiang and attacking him with fists and feet.

Bao Long, who was sitting in the audience, finally gave up. He rushed to the stage to save Zhang Chaoqiang, but was pulled back by Tan Yue.

"Don't cry or make a fuss, sit quietly."

Tan Yue, who used to cry a lot as a child, can now comfort others, inspiring a strange sense of trust in them. Bao Long clutches his sleeve with worry.

The audience members present grimaced as they watched Zhang Chaoqiang being punched and kicked repeatedly, and felt genuine pain for him.

But Zhang Chaoqiang just wanted to laugh.

[Mummified Bodhisattva]: Number of attempts +1 +1 +1 +1...

In just a few dozen seconds, more than 300 hits were accumulated.

In less than three minutes, a living Buddha could be created... Sure enough, some are dying of thirst while others are drowning in floods.

Zhang Chaoqiang was satisfied. This was the kind of speed of improvement he expected.

When this group of fighters got tired of beating Zhang Chaoqiang and saw that he was still full of energy, they replaced him with another group.

"Damn it, no matter how much I beat him, this kid is still so energetic?"

"I understand now. He's no ordinary person; he's just been trained in defensive martial arts. All disciples, listen to my command, attack together!"

The three Tang brothers couldn't resist joining the attack.

ten minutes.

[Limbodied Bodhisattva]: Completed 3 cycles

[Activate the body]: Complete 3 cycles.

[A hundred-man kill or being killed by a hundred-man kill]: Complete 1 cycle

Until the disciples of Tang-style Martial Arts School and the Tang-style trio were exhausted...

Zhang Chaoqiang slowly got up.

"I just got wiped out by a hundred people, completing one cycle. If I get wiped out another hundred people and defeat those hundred opponents again, can I still get another chance to profit?"

With these questions in mind, Zhang Chaoqiang told them:

"It's my turn."

Chapter 145 The Pleasant Deal Ends

It doesn't look like a proper martial arts fight.

I didn't understand what they were doing.

The people around at the scene basically only had these two thoughts in their minds.