Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 634 - 635: The Three Slap Bet

Chapter 634: Chapter 635: The Three Slap Bet

Old Su Zhentian suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Boy, your kung fu is indeed peculiar. Do you think you’ll have the ability to challenge me if we keep going like this?"

Song Xiaodong kept his mouth shut; the sensation of compressing and purifying his True Qi was simply too exhilarating. He only wished that Old Su Zhentian would keep attacking, never stopping, and continue on without end.

Old Su Zhentian laughed loudly once more, and then his presence suddenly exploded, bellowing, "Then let me tell you, you are seriously deluded. I was just enjoying the hunt, and also wanted to test out the Zhentian Palm I’ve just perfected. Boy, now I’ll show you what real kung fu is!"

As Old Su Zhentian finished his shout, his Palm Force suddenly became even more formidable. Song Xiaodong took the blow and instantly felt a powerful True Qi burst through his own, sending his internal energy into turmoil. His legs involuntarily took several steps back, almost causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You are indeed a fine seedling for cultivation, but it’s a pity that your edge is too sharp and you don’t know how to hold back. There are some people you just can’t afford to offend right now," Old Su Zhentian added. With a single step, the three-meter distance between them seemed to disappear instantly—he had already appeared in front of Song Xiaodong.

"I want to see how many more of my palms you can take," he said, as another palm strike came at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong knew he couldn’t take this palm strike head-on. However, when the palm came, he felt that any attempt to dodge would only put him in an even more passive and dangerous position. He could only let out a loud cry and throw both fists forward to meet Old Su Zhentian’s palm.

"Thump!"

Song Xiaodong staggered several steps backward but stabilized himself once more, his eyes fixed intently on Old Su Zhentian.

Old Su Zhentian’s brows furrowed, saying, "Good boy, to think you’ve taken yet another palm from me. Such strong will."

Song Xiaodong suppressed the turbulent blood in his chest and said icily, "As long as I don’t die today, if you dare to touch a hair on them, I will definitely uproot both the Su Family and the Sun family."

"What big talk," Old Su Zhentian’s eyes widened as he said, "Alright, then I’ll give you a chance. Take three more of my palms. If you can withstand three more without falling, then I’ll let your family go, and the Su family will drop all pursuit against you."

Song Xiaodong snorted, "Can you even make that decision? You are just a dog of the Su family."

Old Su Zhentian’s expression turned cold in an instant, he said, "Very well, boy. Your words have truly angered me. Initially, I thought to hold back within three palms, but now, since you are seeking your own death, I’ll spare no effort."

Song Xiaodong sneered, "Come on, I, Song Xiaodong, have never been afraid of anyone."

Sun One shook his head at that moment and said, "Boy, you really shouldn’t have said that. Though Old Su Zhentian is just a Family Guard of the Su family, his status there is extremely high. With just a single word from him, there is no one in the Su Family that wouldn’t oblige. Now, you really are on a path to self-destruction."

Song Xiaodong threw back his head and said, "So what? For my sister, for my family, I would fight to the death to take his three moves."

Su Zhentian looked at Song Xiaodong, his eyes flashing fiercely, "Fine, the first palm." Then with a step, he was in front of Song Xiaodong, his palm carrying the sound of wind and thunder as it struck toward him.

Song Xiaodong truly didn’t want to endure it; he wanted to dodge, but the might of this palm left him with no way out. With a fierce glint in his eyes and a furious shout, he planted his feet firmly on the ground and swung both fists viciously at Old Su Zhentian.

"Thud!"

Another dull thump echoed as Song Xiaodong was sent flying, retreating a good seven or eight meters. Although it seemed he had taken the hit hard, at the last moment of the fist and palm clash, he used the force to retreat.

This kind of borrowing force required very precise control over the power exerted. It was only when the opponent’s force had just reached his fist that he could defend using all his power; otherwise, it would turn into a contest of brute strength. Moreover, since he did not use his full strength, he was even more susceptible to severe injury.

"Good lad, that was a fine use of borrowing the force! Take my second palm!" Su Zhentian bellowed as he pounced forward and struck another palm toward Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong had nearly exhausted his strength intercepting Su Zhentian’s first palm and had no time to recover. The second palm was already upon him, leaving him without any chance to choose or employ any trickery.

With both arms crossed in front of his chest, he concentrated all his vigor into his arms, and using the technique of ’embracing the moon’, he forcibly blocked Su Zhentian’s palm.

"Pfft!" Song Xiaodong flew off the ground and in midair, a mouthful of fresh blood was spat out, his head spinning. Nevertheless, before he landed, he forcefully took a breath and channeled it straight into his legs, managing to stand firm.

"Dongzi!"

Several cries of distress sounded at once.

Song Xiaodong’s body jerked as he turned his head to look aside, only to see Song Xiaoru, Miao Qingqing, Miao Xuanxuan, and Xiao Yingying, who were unknowingly brought out. The four stood unable to move but could speak; tears streamed down their faces.

Su Zhentian then spoke indifferently, "Boy, I’m giving you a chance now. Go and kowtow to the Sun family, admit your wrongs, give up those twin sisters, and I will not strike the last palm too hard—I’ll spare your life."

Miao Xuanxuan and Miao Qingqing’s bodies shook, and they immediately cried out in unison, "Alright, we agree!"

Miao Zhentian said coldly, "Did you hear that? They’ve agreed."

Song Xiaodong looked at Su Zhentian and sneered, "You think I would believe you? The Su Family and Sun family, these despicable characters, would they let me go? Even if you beat me to death today, I still won’t yield."

Miao Qingqing urgently shouted, "Dongzi, don’t be foolish. Being alive is better than anything, and you still have Sister Xiaoru and Yingying."

Miao Xuanxin’s tears flowed freely as she said, "Dongzi, as long as you’re alive, even if I can’t be with you, I am still yours. You still have a chance, you can’t do this."

Song Xiaodong shook his head, looking towards Su Zhentian, he said, "You don’t need to try breaking my will—I, Song Xiaodong, shall take your three palms, how about that!" With that, he swiftly swung his hands, and several silver needles pierced his own body. Then he took a deep breath, and his aura surged violently, shouting, "Come on, I want to see if the Su Family’s top fighter indeed has the ability to kill me with one palm."

Sun One laughed heartily and said, "Old Su, I’m really embarrassed for you, resorting to tricks to deal with a youngster. It seems you’re not so sure you can knock this young man down with the third palm."

"Is that so? Then let me, Su Zhentian, show you, the Sun family’s top fighter, whether I have the strength," he retorted. With his eyes bulging fiercely, his whiskers and hair bristling, his entire demeanor was like an enraged Zhang Fei. His chest heaved twice, and then he struck out at Song Xiaodong with a palm.