Chapter 98 - 98 098 The Strongest Man

98: Chapter 098: The Strongest Man 98: Chapter 098: The Strongest Man After a while, Liao Shengyang wrote a receipt for Luo Yang to sign, keeping a copy for himself. It also included Luo Yang’s promise to pay Liao Shengyang 30,000 yuan if he lost. Having taken the receipt, Luo Yang and Zhu Li went up to the private room on the second floor. As they were climbing the stairs, Zhu Li, an experienced foodie, asked in doubt, “Niu Zai, now that the authentic Yangtze shad are extinct, can you really raise them?” Luo Yang confidently said, “I can.” His father, Luo Zhihai, was a professional fish farmer. After seeing the three small fish in the tank, he claimed they were Yangtze shad, so he was likely not mistaken. Upon entering the private room, besides Chen Jie, there was another fashionably dressed young woman. Luo Yang didn’t know her. It turned out that Miss Zheng was a designer Chen Jie had found from the county town. After exchanging pleasantries, Luo Yang said, “I want the bottle to look like jiaozi, about as long as a middle finger, with packaging paper in the middle. Just a pond for the trademark will do.” Miss Zheng listened attentively and offered some suggestions. Since she was from the county town, Luo Yang gave her a bottle of beauty stream water, hoping she would advertise it back home. While waiting for Luo Yang in the private room, Miss Zheng noticed Chen Jie’s good skin and during their casual chat, found out she was using skincare products formulated by Luo Yang. She instantly wanted to buy it, but was startled by the price: five thousand yuan a bottle. Upon receiving a bottle for free from Luo Yang, Miss Zheng’s eyes curled into crescent moons with delight. During the meal, Zhu Li coughed occasionally. Luo Yang showed concern, saying, “Sister Kick, stretch out your hand, I’ll take your pulse.” Zhu Li was sitting beside him, so she laid her hand on the table for him to check her pulse. With the Shennong Scripture in his mind, Luo Yang naturally knew how to take a pulse. He placed his fingers on Zhu Li’s pulse, which felt strong at a light touch but weak with more pressure, indicating a slightly tight and floating condition. He knew what the symptoms meant. “You have a cold cough. I’ll write a prescription for you; it’s very effective.” Then Luo Yang borrowed a pen and paper from Miss Zheng and wrote: 1 to 3 large slices of white radish, 3 small slices of ginger, 3 jujubes, 30 grams of honey. Boil the radish slices, ginger slices, and jujubes in an adequate amount of water for about 30 minutes, strain, add honey, and boil again to make the remedy. After writing, he handed it to Zhu Li. Impressed by the strong and firm handwriting, Zhu Li expressed her admiration. Right then, a familiar voice came from downstairs—it was Zhang Xingkai. Hearing his enemy’s voice, anger flared in Luo Yang’s heart. Sёarᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Had it not been for his luck that night, he would have been more than crippled. “I’m going downstairs for a bit.” As Luo Yang spoke, he walked out of the private room. At that time, Zhang Xingkai and his group were still outside the seafood restaurant and had not come in. Zhu Li knew Luo Yang was going to fight with Zhang Xingkai, so she immediately took out her phone and made several calls, summoning some people to come over. Had it not been for the extraordinary Fist Technique called Shadow Fist he had learned last night, Luo Yang wouldn’t have dared to confront Zhang Xingkai so readily. The last time at the county town bar, he had been close to settling the score with Zhang Xingkai but failed. When Zhang Xingkai saw Zhu Li’s car parked outside the restaurant, he guessed she might be inside eating and didn’t expect Luo Yang to be there as well. Zhang Xingkai was taken aback on seeing Luo Yang come out of the restaurant. But upon seeing only Luo Yang by himself, Zhang Xingkai quickly regained his composure, especially since he had five lackeys with him. There’s a special enmity when enemies meet. “Time to settle our account today!” Luo Yang said coldly. At these words, Zhang Xingkai started to sneer. “I’ve been looking for you! I never thought you’d come to me! Beat him up!” Zhang Xingkai, relying on having more people, didn’t take Luo Yang seriously at all. Facing six opponents, Luo Yang wouldn’t have had the capability to win in the past, but now that he had mastered the Shadow Fist, things were different from before. Zhang Xingkai and others surrounded Luo Yang but failed to land a single punch on him. Apart from Zhang Xingkai, the martial prowess of the other five was far inferior to Luo Yang’s. Once the fight began, Luo Yang was in his element, moving and leaping about with ease among the crowd. Although he seemed to only have enough strength to defend, when he occasionally struck, every punch and kick landed with precision, causing his opponents to cry out in pain. By the time Zhu Li stepped out of the restaurant entrance, only Zhang Xingkai remained standing; the other five lay twitching on the ground. Zhu Li and Chen Jie had no idea how Luo Yang had managed to take on six opponents and were quite astonished. The key among the six assailants was the man recognized as the best fighter in Hongyun Town, none other than Zhang Xingkai. In fact, more astonished than Zhu and Chen was Zhang Xingkai himself. He had a nickname, Gold Medal Fighter, and was exceptional in fighting capability, often taking on three to five people with ease in ordinary circumstances. Now, he had brought along five followers to gang up on Luo Yang. In less than the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, he was the only one left standing. He had never encountered someone with such formidable skill in his life. All along, Zhang Xingkai had thought himself to be the strongest man in Hongyun Town. He had taken pride in this for a long time. Suddenly realizing he was not the town’s number one, he crumbled. “You can fight better than me?!” Zhang Xingkai yelled in shock and anger, glaring fiercely. “Kneel and kowtow to me!” Luo Yang said coldly. Zhang Xingkai, already intimidated and knowing he could not defeat Luo Yang with his bare hands, began to flee with all his might. In Hongyun Town, under normal circumstances, when Zhang Xingkai wanted to beat someone up, nobody could escape his grasp. It was always others kneeling before him begging for mercy; no one had ever seen him running for his life in a fight. Earlier, when Luo Yang saw Zhang Xingkai lunging towards him, he was prepared to knock him down. But when Zhang turned and ran, and due to a moment’s delay, Luo Yang found him already a few meters away. He had no choice but to give chase. Desperately, Zhang Xingkai sprinted toward the police station, and though he was fast, just as Luo Yang was about to catch him, he dashed into the station. Having been outmaneuvered by Zhang Xingkai for the second time, Luo Yang realized this man was quite cunning. Afterward, Zhang Xingkai asked the police to bring his Land Rover to the station’s doorstep, and only then did he get in and drive away from Xiaoshulin Market in haste. Zhu Li had called for quite a few people to come, but they turned out to be of no use. Through this battle, Luo Yang’s reputation soared. Seeing that it was nearly time for evening study, Luo Yang rode back to Dongfeng Middle School in Zhu Li’s Lamborghini. After getting out of the car, Zhu Li said, “He might come looking for you tonight. Why don’t you come to my bar instead?” Luo Yang was increasingly mastering the subtleties of Shadow Fist. This technique was useless if the opponent didn’t move, but once the opponent moved, he would automatically dodge. No matter how fast the opponent’s punches were, the resulting airflow would push Luo Yang aside, essentially aiding him. Unless the opponent’s punches were as fast as bullets, Luo Yang might not be able to dodge. “No, I’ll wait for him right here,” Luo Yang said with a smile. “Little brother, others fear being outnumbered, but you relish taking on many by yourself. You are the strongest man I’ve ever met,” Zhu Li praised sincerely. “When I have some free time, I’ll teach you a set of Fist Technique,” Luo Yang offered. “Great! The sooner, the better! Teach me tonight, how about that?” Zhu Li said excitedly. “Sure. It just so happens I’m taking a friend out to the bar tonight to celebrate her birthday,” Luo Yang nodded. “Then I’ll wait for you at the bar! Don’t stand me up! Oh, and if Devil brings people to look for you, call me right away. I’ll bring people to help you,” Zhu Li instructed. After parting with Zhu Li, Luo Yang went back into the school to await Zhang Xingkai’s potential revenge. He feared that Zhang Xingkai might not come. If he did show up, it would be playing right into Luo Yang’s hands. However, if Zhang Xingkai brought firearms, that would be a tricky situation indeed.