Ace of the Dragon Division Chapter 144 - BS-Level Strong

Chapter 144: BS-Level Strong (Part one)
The two of them went to the lawn outside, and it seemed like a fight was inevitable. Shen Yao resentfully glanced at her father and said, dissatisfied, “Dad, if Brother Wen Zhao injures Xu Cheng, I don’t want to see him in our house ever again.”
Shen Wansan immediately shouted, “If he really wants to court my baby daughter but doesn’t have some skills, how would you get the sense of security in the future? Our family doesn’t lack anything, but Dad knows you lack the sense of security, and that’s why I want to test his strength.”
Shen Yao: “You don’t even know the half of it. Right now, it’s not him that’s courting me, but your daughter, me, going after him.”
Shen Wansan’s eyes stared right open. “What?” Immediately, he slowly said, “You’re courting him? Do you know your identity? How could you chase after such a poor little brat?”
Shen Yao immediately retorted, “What about poor little brats? Mom used to be the university belle, how did she fall in love with a poor brat like you? Look at you, so ugly too.”
Shen Wansan almost coughed up blood. “You… would a daughter say such a thing to her dad?”
Shen Yao snorted, “Thank god my looks didn’t take after you, or I would be having the hardest time finding a guy to marry.”
Shen Wansan stared at her. “Am I really your biological dad?”
Shen Yao just ignored him and turned to rush out.
– Outside –
Xu Cheng threw his jacket to Ran Jing, revealing his muscular body that was quite pleasant to look at. After all, he was 1.9 meters-tall with long legs and big muscles, and plus the tight vest, it was indeed incredibly tempting for girls to look at him.
Then, the 1.75-meter-tall Wen Zhao also took off his coat and his watch. Then, he came to Xu Cheng and wiggled his fists and neck as a warm up.
“Why didn’t we just start with this? What’s with all the eye-punching or breakfast-fighting mini games? If you can be more direct, then as your senior brother, I could give you a few pointers. Now, I will teach you what’s close-quarters fighting.”
As he said, his body had already appeared in front of Xu Cheng. He extended his leg and kicked at Xu Cheng’s calf. Normally, if a guy’s calf was kicked, he would lose his center of balance and kneel down. Then, Wen Zhao’s plan was to subdue him with an arm-lock, letting Xu Cheng know that he could easily beat him in a fight.
However, when the arrogant Wen Zhao kicked, Xu Cheng didn’t dodge at all. But, at that moment his leg came into contact with Xu Cheng’s, he felt something solid! Xu Cheng didn’t react to the kick at all and just stood there as he looked at him.
His face seemed to be saying: What are you doing?
Wen Zhao kicked again, and this time, he aimed for the calf joint area from behind, wanting to make him kneel. But, Xu Cheng didn’t react at all again. And finally, when he decided to land a third kick, Xu Cheng answered with his own kick.
As a result, Wen Zhao felt like his leg landed on a steel plate dozens of centimeters thick. Feeling the excruciating pain in his leg, he looked back at Xu Cheng in shock with a sullen face and clenched teeth.
Xu Cheng faintly smiled. “Senior Brother, I hope you can give me a few pointers on kicks.”
Wen Zhao narrowed his eyes, and then he swept the air with a swift roundhouse kick. Xu Cheng didn’t dodge at all but answered with his fist. When the fist landed on Wen Zhao’s leg, Wen Zhao felt like it wasn’t a fist made of flesh that hit him, but a solid metal pipe.
Wen Zhao looked quite handsome as he threw his kick out, but when his leg came into contact with Xu Cheng’s fist, he was in so much pain that he could only stand and bounce around on one leg. He was really just one step away from hugging his own leg and crying on the floor.
Chapter 144: BS-Level Strong (Part two)
Wen Zhao had to bounce around three times before regaining firm footing on the ground. When he withdrew his leg which had been hurting like crazy, he didn’t even dare to put any weight on it to stand. Clearly, that punch from Xu Cheng almost shattered his leg bone, or he wouldn’t be hurting so much that he couldn’t even stand properly.
Now, he had no choice but to take Xu Cheng seriously. The punch Xu Cheng just threw was incredibly powerful.
Did this guy practice some next level Kung Fu or something?
If that was the case, Wen Zhao could only try to use close-range restraint and control techniques to lock him down right away instead of going head to head against his attacks. Immediately, he dashed to Xu Cheng’s side as he extended his arm to grab Xu Cheng’s wrist, wanting to lift him across his shoulder and then put him in a deadlock position as he landed. But who knew, that when he had his hands and legs at the right place ready to apply force to brutally throw Xu Cheng over his shoulder, he suddenly realized that no amount of power he was using could lift Xu Cheng up an inch. Wen Zhao’s eyes grew big. What the hell is this? How’s his center of gravity so stable?
Xu Cheng just stood there motionlessly and let Wen Zhao try to throw him. When Wen Zhao had his leg against Xu Cheng’s waist, Xu Chen was also exerting force on his waist, making his stance as stable as a mountain, not being anywhere close to what Wen Zhao was capable of throwing over his shoulder.
Upon seeing how Wen Zhao tried so many times but couldn’t even make him budge, Xu Cheng lightly snorted as he grabbed onto Wen Zhao’s wrist, using just about half of his strength. However, that was still equivalent to about 500 kilograms of force, and it directly dragged Wen Zhao up, who was just about 90 kilograms. In front of Ran Jing, Shen Wansan, and Shen Yao’s shocked expressions, he began swinging Wen Zhao around by the wrist.
Wen Zhao was completely dumbfounded at the moment, as he felt himself getting mercilessly dragged over. That helpless feeling was like getting sucked in by a black hole. Immediately, his feet left the ground and he lost the sense of gravity. Then, he found himself becoming a toy for Xu Cheng, like a chained lead ball or something as he was spun around nonstop. He didn’t know how many circles Xu Cheng drew with him, but he did feel dizzy, with foam oozing out of his mouth. Then, just as he thought he was getting used to the centripetal force, Xu Cheng let his hand loose, letting him go like a kite with a broken string, flying towards the clouds in the horizon.
Shen Wansan never saw someone with the strength needed to be able to throw someone of 90 kilograms like a lead ball over a dozen meters away. Moreover, the guy that was thrown away was the bodyguard he was so proud of, that same guy that kept on saying, “Boss, I’m really strong!”. The guy that boasted about how he was one of the 36 picked across the nation was the same one that flew across the sky in a beautiful arc screaming miserably, along with vomit residues flying along as well. Actually, it was difficult to tell if those substances were his vomit or a result of him losing control of his bladder or butt hole.
But, all of that wasn’t important anymore. When Shen Wansan looked at Xu Cheng again, he was full of shock. As Xu Cheng put on his jacket as he walked past him, he said to Shen Wansan, “Please help me advise my senior brother, tell him to not take it too hard.”
“I will see you out.” Shen Yao dragged Xu Cheng as she walked him out with a smile.
Shen Wansan ran to the lawn, and he saw Wen Zhao on his back, belly flopped, looking at the sky. His eyes were sluggish, as his mouth was still pouring foam.
“Elite? Guardian-class soldier? Such a disgrace!” Shen Wansan couldn’t help but add insult to the injury. He was completely humiliated by this bodyguard of his.
“Bo- Boss… I- I really am… strong…” Wen Zhao vaguely mumbled.
Shen Wansan: “You are so strong that even I’m scared now. What is this? Is that the true power you were talking about?”
“I really am strong…” Wen Zhao coughed up more foam. “But… But that b@stard is… BS-level strong…”
Right as he said that, he vomited onto the ground.