Chapter 689 - 688: Hao Ren Grows Stronger
Chen Tianlong was right; the aura emanating from Hao Ren was indeed caused by Han Yun. He had transferred a portion of his Powerful Qi into Hao Ren’s body, allowing him to temporarily enhance his strength.
"Mengting, be good and listen. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. With you here, I can’t concentrate on dealing with them. Also, if I can’t beat them, I know how to run away."
Chen Tianlong chuckled slightly as he spoke, but this was a lie. For a Yellow Dao five-star expert, dodging might be feasible, but escaping is not so easy.
Wu Mengting understood Chen Tianlong’s intention but was still somewhat worried. She had to agree to retreat for now. However, for her to leave entirely was impossible.
Seeing Mengting move to a safe spot, Chen Tianlong no longer acted. He knew Mengting wouldn’t abandon him.
Actually, he was just fooling Wu Mengting. Running away was certainly out of the question. If the opponent senses your fear and lack of strength, you may escape the monk, but not the temple.
"Take this!"
After Hao Ren shouted, he threw a punch directly at Chen Tianlong’s ****. He shouted on purpose because he wasn’t sure of Chen Tianlong’s true strength. If he were truly a Yellow Dao four-star, and Hao accidentally killed him with one punch, it would cause a school-wide sensation, and the Lin Family wouldn’t let it go easily.
Sure enough, reminded by Hao Ren, Chen Tianlong immediately jumped back and narrowly dodged the attack.
At this moment, Hao Ren still couldn’t sense Chen Tianlong’s true strength, as his reminder might have caused a normal evasion.
Thus, for the next strike, Hao Ren decided to use full strength, but target a non-lethal spot, the shoulder. Chen Tianlong’s mind was highly alert; he dared not relax because this person’s strength posed some threat to him currently, especially with Hao Ren harboring unknown Powerful Qi.
"Hey! Boss, why are you here?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from beside them. Both Chen Tianlong and Hao Ren looked up, seeing a young man approaching, "What are you guys doing here?"
"Zhao Lei, it’s dangerous here. Get out of the way quickly!"
Seeing his underling Zhao Lei, Chen Tianlong was shocked. Usually, Zhao Lei appeared to have no strength and seemed disinterested in exercise. If he got hit by Hao Ren, it would surely be bad.
"Huh? Boss, what’s going on?" Zhao Lei was touched by Chen Tianlong’s concern, though he didn’t show it, and deliberately said, "Boss, what game are you playing that’s so dangerous?"
Upon hearing Zhao Lei’s words, Chen Tianlong was flustered, unsure what Zhao Lei was thinking, yet, apparently, Zhao Lei was clever.
"Kid, if you know what’s good for you, get far away from me. Don’t keep calling ’boss’ this and ’boss’ that, or I’ll beat you along with him later." Hao Ren was about to strike, but this unexpected intruder, Cheng Yaojin, frustrated him.
"Huh? You want to beat me?" Zhao Lei asked in surprise, pointing to himself.
"Oh, for crying out loud... What a moron. Fine, you pushed me to it, I’ll deal with you first."
Hao Ren felt irritated by Zhao Lei’s continuous chatter and decided to teach him a lesson.
Of course, just a beating, not intending to kill.
However, if Zhao Lei were as fragile as he appeared and got punched by Hao Ren, he might be bedridden for half a month.
"Zhao Lei, move away, don’t come here."
Chen Tianlong was startled, concerned that Hao Ren didn’t know how to hold back. If Hao landed a hit, Zhao Lei might not survive.
"Hey, boss... What’s wrong?"
Oblivious of the situation, Zhao Lei feigned panic upon seeing Chen Tianlong’s urgency, though it was an act. With his skill, why fear such a scrawny opponent?
"Damn it, so noisy."
Unable to tolerate it, Hao Ren directly slapped Zhao Lei. Chen Tianlong was shocked but knew it was too late. Out of protection for Zhao Lei, he hastily dashed forward to try and block Hao Ren’s attack.
"Ow....."
A scream resounded, and when Chen Tianlong looked up, he was bewildered.
What he saw was totally unexpected, vastly different from what he imagined; the situation had fully transformed.
Zhao Lei had casually grasped Hao Ren’s swinging arm with his left hand and curiously asked, "Hey, classmate, why so rough? Hitting people, do you think it’s fun?"
"Gah?"
Hao Ren was initially puzzled, suddenly sensing something amiss. He had used seventy percent of his strength! This seemingly weak kid could actually hold him down.
He wondered if he didn’t use his strength, was it an illusion?
Hao Ren decided to attempt again. Without waiting for Zhao Lei to speak, Hao Ren forcefully pulled back, easily withdrawing his arm from Zhao Lei’s grip, backed up, and formed a fist, directly striking at Zhao Lei.
"Slap..."
A crisp sound rang out like two palms smacking a mosquito, Hao Ren’s arm was decisively struck down by Zhao Lei.
Beside him, Chen Tianlong’s eyes widened; others couldn’t discern the action, but Chen Tianlong saw it clearly. Hao Ren’s punch had been full-powered with incredible speed.
Chen Tianlong thought that if that punch had been thrown at him at such a short distance, even he wouldn’t have had confidence to dodge it, much less swat it like a fly so effortlessly.
This meant Zhao Lei was an expert, an absolutely top-tier one, even easily handling Yellow Dao five-star strength, a truly Heaven-defying individual.
At this moment, Chen Tianlong could only feel astonished, and astonished more!
He never imagined his underling would be so extraordinary.
But upon reflection, Zhao Lei was always seemingly strong without real skill; why suddenly so powerful now? Was he deliberately hiding his strength, or was there some unspeakable reason?
Hao Ren was equally wide-eyed, his arm still burning with pain. His strike earlier, even his revered grandfather Han Yun would struggle against it. Yet, the person before him effortlessly dismissed his attack, still appearing so composed.
"Who on earth are you, to be so strong?" Hao Ren cautiously looked at Zhao Lei.
"Huh? I’m very strong?"
Zhao Lei clearly refused to admit it, intending to maintain his facade.
Hao Ren was speechless, thinking, "You keep pretending, let’s see how long you keep it up."
Though he thought this, he certainly wouldn’t dare say it aloud; this person seemed good-natured, had it been someone else, he’d be finished already.
Someone like Lao Guoqiang with a fiery temper, given his superior strength, would strike instantly.
"Zhao Lei, sorry about earlier, we mean no offense. We’ll be taking our leave."
Aware of formidable opposition, Hao Ren realized the location was unsuitable for staying, so he signaled to Lao Guoqiang, and they planned to leave.
"Hold on!"