Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 993 - 992: Defeat Me, and You Can Leave

Chapter 993: Chapter 992: Defeat Me, and You Can Leave

"Li Chuan, you bastard!" Zhao Jun roared and charged at Li Chuan, grabbing him by the collar and bellowed, "It was you who screwed me over! I knew there was something odd about this whole thing. You’re really despicable!"

Li Chuan hadn’t expected Xiao Qi to spill the beans; he turned pale with fright and stammered, "This... this wasn’t my idea, it was... it was Wang Qing and Lin Qian’s idea. I... I just asked Xiao Qi for help..."

"Hey!" Lin Qian panicked: "Li Chuan, don’t talk nonsense. How did this become my idea? It was clearly yours. What does it have to do with me?"

"How can it not be related to you? It was you who said we should ask Xiao Qi for help. It was your idea!" Li Chuan retorted anxiously.

"Li Chuan, are you even a man? When things have come to this, you don’t dare to take responsibility and try to frame me?" Lin Qian was furious: "I see you now. What a gentleman you are—it’s all an act. You’re nothing but a spineless bastard, a coward without a shred of responsibility. You’re not even a man!"

The crowd around them burst into laughter, though many also wore embarrassed expressions. Especially the members of the Sisters Association, who were blushing deeply. After all, they had once held up Li Chuan as the paragon of a good man and taken Su Yang as a bad example, insisting that a man should be a gentleman like Li Chuan and one should definitely not date someone like Su Yang.

Now, they finally realized that Li Chuan’s so-called gentlemanliness was all a facade. When there was nothing at stake, spouting some sweet nothings cost nothing. But when real trouble came, Li Chuan’s true colors showed—he actually had no sense of responsibility at all!

Li Chuan and Lin Qian started cursing each other, both throwing any previous affection to the wind, fully engaging in a verbal brawl. With their exchange, many secrets were spilled, and the surrounding crowd listened in utter disillusionment.

After listening for a while, Su Yang raised his hand and said, "Enough, both of you stop arguing. You’re disrupting my evening’s event."

Both immediately shut their mouths. With Brother Su speaking up, how could they dare to say anything more?

"Zhao Jun, they’ve screwed you over, so how do you want to handle this?" Su Yang asked.

All eyes were suddenly on Zhao Jun, their faces filled with envy.

Everyone knew by now that Su Yang’s position and strength were not to be underestimated. But the fact that Su Yang was still so good to Zhao Jun—that was truly enviable!

Feeling a surge of gratitude, Zhao Jun took a deep breath and said solemnly, "These bastards have stooped so low to deal with me, I obviously can’t let them get away with it. Since everyone’s here today, I’ll handle this matter myself. Li Chuan, Wang Qing, I won’t bully you, you two come at me together. If you can beat me, you’re free to go!"

The crowd was startled by the proposition. What kind of condition was that? Zhao Jun was preparing for a two-on-one fight? Wasn’t that just looking for trouble? Although Li Chuan was not as tall as Zhao Jun, Wang Qing was indeed a big guy!

Li Chuan and Wang Qing exchanged glances, surprised that Zhao Jun would make such a proposal. Wasn’t this giving them a chance to save themselves?

Of course, they didn’t dare to respond directly, and Li Chuan hurriedly said, "We’re in the wrong, how could we possibly fight you..."

"Not going to fight? That’s fine too!" Zhao Jun said coldly, "Break an arm and a leg on your own, and then you might also leave."

The two looked at each other again; of course, they couldn’t bear the thought of breaking their own limbs.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Qing suddenly said loudly, "Alright, since you’re asking for it, let’s settle it this way. Everyone here heard it, right? He said that if the two of us can beat him, we can go. Let’s have everyone witness this!"

No one spoke, and the crowd had no idea what Zhao Jun was thinking, nor did they dare to take on the task. In fact, everyone was confused about why Zhao Jun was acting so insanely as to dare to do such a thing.

Zhao Jun was very calm, however. He walked straight up to the two men and said coldly, "There’s no need for everyone to witness this; Su Yang will bear witness for me!"

"Of course!" Su Yang said with a faint smile, "If the two of you win, not only can you leave, but I will also give each of you a million. So fight well, and don’t disappoint me!"

The crowd was stunned again. Was this turning into a good thing? Two against one, and with Wang Qing being tall, well-built, and working out every day, their chances of winning were very high. If they won, they would even make money?

Wang Qing gave Li Chuan a look, and Li Chuan immediately said, "Alright, since Brother Su has put it that way, let’s have a good fight!"

With that, Li Chuan charged at Zhao Jun, without a second word. He opened his arms, aiming to take Zhao Jun in a bear hug. He and Wang Qing had already planned to pin Zhao Jun down, relying on their combined strength to simply press him to the ground and prevent him from resisting, forcing him to give in.

In doing so, they would avoid injuring Zhao Jun, not anger Su Yang, and still win. Moreover, as Su Yang himself had promised, he would not easily renege. Not only could the two of them leave, but they would each take a million—it was like a pie falling from the sky!

As Li Chuan indulged in his anticipation, he had already reached Zhao Jun. However, before he could embrace Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun had already stepped forward, his right elbow dropping down slightly, blocking Li Chuan’s arms. Following that, Zhao Jun let out a loud shout, lifting his right hand to raise Li Chuan’s arms, then forcefully slamming his right elbow into Li Chuan’s chest.

Li Chuan had no time to react and was hit directly in the chest by the elbow. Everyone heard a cracking sound as Li Chuan was sent flying backward, his chest caving in, with several ribs broken.

Li Chuan fell to the ground, while Zhao Jun didn’t pause for even a moment, stepping forward and stomping on his chest. Zhao Jun put his full force into this stomp, breaking several more of Li Chuan’s ribs, causing him to vomit a mouthful of fresh blood and leaving him powerless to fight back.

Behind, Wang Qing was warming up, not yet ready to make a move when he saw Li Chuan defeated. He was instantly stupefied.

Zhao Jun’s moves were clean and decisive. In the blink of an eye, Li Chuan was taken down. The entire sequence was like something out of a martial arts film, and it scared Wang Qing stiff.

Only now did he realize why Zhao Jun dared to say such things—because Zhao Jun indeed had the confidence to defeat both of them.

Watching Zhao Jun, it was clear he was a trained fighter.

The surrounding crowd was also dumbfounded. It took them a while to come to their senses, and then they all began to cheer.

"Brilliant!"

"So cool!"

"Wow, Jun, you’re my idol!"

"No wonder he wanted to take on two—these two are like lambs to the slaughter in front of Jun!"