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Chapter 515: Chapter 517: Zhou Yang Makes His Move!

Thud, thud!

Just as Zhou Yang had broken the black-clad man’s wrist with a strike, he didn’t stop there. He took a step back, gripping the man’s wrist tightly. With a forceful shove, he pushed the man several meters away, slamming him into the wall of the pavilion!

The whole incident occurred incredibly suddenly. The two black-clad men had hardly anticipated Zhou Yang’s martial prowess and strength.

Therefore, after one black-clad man was pushed away and brought to the ground, the other threw a punch, attempting to strike Zhou Yang down from the side with a fist!

Bang!

However, his punch, which seemed feeble in Zhou Yang’s eyes, was intercepted mid-air by Zhou Yang’s right palm.

Zhou Yang’s palm moved with unparalleled swiftness, seizing the man’s arm and sinking sharply downward, followed by a spin and a back throw!

Clang!

The black-clad man was flung to the ground by Zhou Yang!

The whole pavilion trembled!

This action caused the pavilion to once again fall into a silence as profound as death!

Shock was written all over the faces of Ren Tianbing and Kevin.

As for Basong, his cheeks twitched slightly with embarrassment and discomfort.

He had intended to make an example of Zhou Yang, to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, showing Qin Tian how formidable he was.

Yet, to his surprise, one of Qin Tian’s followers displayed such skillful martial arts that in the blink of an eye, his two guards were knocked to the ground by Zhou Yang, unable to get up!

”Mr. Basong, showing guests the door in such a manner is hardly proper hospitality,”

After taking down the two men, Zhou Yang dusted off his palms as if nothing had happened. He sat down, took a drink, and said, ”If you do not welcome us, we can leave, but kicking us out... Others might put up with this, but I certainly won’t!”

”You little brat, don’t get cocky!” Ren Tianbing was so angry his beard bristled and his eyes bulged. In this place, he would not tolerate Qin Tian’s follower outshining him, especially since this person was Zhou Yang, whom Ren Tianbing had once captured.

As he spoke, Ren Tianbing already slammed his hand on the table, appearing ready to make a move against Zhou Yang.

”Captain Ren, there’s no need for you to act against such trash. I’ll handle this for you!”

Just as Ren Tianbing was about to take matters into his own hands, the silent man sitting next to Kevin spoke in an ominous tone.

The man stood up; he was at least one meter ninety tall, and even though he was clothed, his muscle bulges were unmistakable, standing in the pavilion like a Hercules. As he walked towards Zhou Yang, he brought a gust of wind with him.

”What, you think just because you’re tall, you’re Yao Ming?”

Seeing the man walking up to him, Zhou Yang, who was seated, looked up and taunted.

”My name is Zhang Dakuan, friend. I see you have some good moves. You’ve been running your mouth a lot just now, so how about coming out to stretch a bit?”

Zhang Dakuan’s tone was mocking as he glanced at Qin Tian and laughed, ”I’ve heard from Captain Ren that you War Dragon guys are quite skilled in martial arts. Since the leader of War Dragon is here today, how about this – both of you come at me. Let’s have a friendly match. If you lose, don’t throw a tantrum here. Whatever our boss says, goes!”

”Hmph.” Qin Tian chuckled coldly at Zhang Dakuan’s words. God damn, he wants me and Zhou Yang to go at him together? Why doesn’t he just go to heaven!

Zhou Yang gave Qin Tian a look that signaled him not to move, that he would handle it. Qin Tian nodded slightly and said nothing, continuing to drink and eat his meal.

”We, the War Dragon folks, never bully the weak with numbers, especially not muscle-headed simpletons,”

Zhou Yang said as he stood up. The phrase ”muscle-headed simpletons” infuriated Zhang Dakuan so much that his fists clenched with a ’crackling’ sound.

”If I duel with you and you lose, don’t bitch about it, and Mr. Basong, don’t say anything more, let’s end it here today.”

Zhou Yang glanced at Basong, his gaze then fixed on Zhang Dakuan. ”Speak up, how do you want to spar with me?”

”Haha, you’re letting me choose?” Zhang Dakuan laughed confidently.

”I’m giving you the chance, think carefully,” Zhou Yang said, already sure of himself in his heart.

”Fine, fine! See how awesome you can be for now. In a minute, I’ll make you pay for your cocky confidence!”

Zhang Dakuan clenched his teeth and didn’t waste words in front of everyone. Now was the perfect time to showcase his strength in front of Basong, and he wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

”Then we’ll compare strength, arm wrestling. Do you dare?” Zhang Dakuan challenged Zhou Yang.

Arm wrestling was Zhang Dakuan’s strong suit; he had specifically trained for it. Given his naturally strong physique and astonishing arm strength, he had easily defeated opponents using both hands against his one in the past.

So, facing Zhou Yang, who was a head shorter than him, Zhang Dakuan was confident of victory!

”I thought you’d challenge me to something tougher. Arm wrestling? Sure.”

Zhou Yang readily agreed, not hesitating one bit. He might not be as strong as Qin Tian and Lin Yu, but as a former Special Forces member with specialized strength training and martial arts practice, he wasn’t intimidated by Zhang Dakuan’s burly appearance. Zhou Yang was confident he could deliver a heavy psychological blow and upset the stronger man.

The two sat down at a small table nearby, with Qin Tian, Basong, and others sitting in their seats, all eyes on the pair.

No sooner had Zhou Yang and Zhang Dakuan sat opposite each other and grasped hands when Zhang Dakuan suddenly shouted, ”Start!” and began to exert force!

”This guy is kind of sneaky, acting as both contestant and referee? Hmph, but facing Zhou Yang, he might not be enough.”

Qin Tian watched the struggle between Zhou Yang and Zhang Dakuan, already certain of the outcome.

Strength isn’t only about looking strong.

Indeed, at the very start, Zhang Dakuan’s vigorous force seemed to completely overwhelm Zhou Yang.

But, not even half a minute passed before Zhou Yang began to exert his own strength, shockingly turning the momentum around!

From then on, Zhang Dakuan was on the back foot, desperately holding on. Even with all the effort of someone with severe constipation, he was still being firmly pressed down by Zhou Yang!

After a half-minute standoff, with both men sweating profusely, it became apparent that Zhang Dakuan’s strength was greater than Zhou Yang had anticipated.

”Lose!”

Suddenly, Zhou Yang roared, veins on his arm bulging as his strength surged!

Thud!

With Zhou Yang’s roar, Zhang Dakuan capitulated, his arm forced down by Zhou Yang!

Zhou Yang was victorious!

”Sigh!”

Zhang Dakuan hung his head in dejection, not daring even to look at Basong, sitting down in utter shame.

”Boss, we’ve eaten our fill and had our drink, let’s go.”

Zhou Yang stood up, wiped off his sweat, and without paying any more attention to Basong and the others, directly addressed Qin Tian.