Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 635 - 636: Su Family Lets Go of Sun Family

Chapter 635: Chapter 636: Su Family Lets Go of Sun Family

This palm strike looked nothing like the previous two with their astonishing prowess; it appeared light and seemingly casual.

However, Song Xiaodong was in a fully tensed state. To others, this palm strike might seem completely powerless, but Song Xiaodong knew that it carried the essence of Su Zhentian’s years of training, its danger far surpassing the previous two strikes.

Silver Needle Acupoint Puncture, Song Xiaodong used this extreme method to temporarily seal his wounds, but facing this palm strike, he had no confidence he could withstand it, and he couldn’t even think of a way to cope.

"Ah!" Song Xiaodong suddenly bellowed, abruptly closing his eyes, and then he threw a direct punch.

Since he couldn’t see through it, he wouldn’t look; since he couldn’t defend, he wouldn’t try. With an unstoppable momentum, he launched his punch. This punch could be said to be the strongest punch Song Xiaodong had thrown in many years.

Even if he were to be struck by Su Zhentian, he would fiercely bite back at Su Zhentian before dying.

He was the weaker party, he could fail, but Su Zhentian was strong, and he would absolutely not stake everything. Song Xiaodong was betting on Su Zhentian’s mindset.

Su Yi, who had been sitting calmly, immediately stood up when he saw the punch Song Xiaodong threw. His eyes suddenly shone with a brilliant light.

This punch was truly exquisite, its force even comparable to Su Zhentian’s Zhentian Palm.

Su Zhentian himself also showed shock in his eyes. He knew very well that the opponent’s punch was too fierce; if he delivered his palm strike as before, he might not be able to dodge Song Xiaodong’s punch. To him, being hit by Song Xiaodong’s punch, even just once, would be humiliating.

"You’re courting death!" Su Zhentian became quite irritated. That seemingly light palm suddenly changed speed, transforming into a fist, and directly met Song Xiaodong’s fist.

"Thump!"

As their fists collided, a muffled sound echoed, and the dust on the ground was stirred up by the impact, obscuring the figures of both men, making it impossible to see the situation within.

Sun One sighed softly at this moment and slowly sat back down, his eyes showing a trace of pity and helplessness.

Song Xiaoru and the others had their eyes fixed intently on the dust cloud, their hearts in their throats, afraid that when the dust settled, they would see an unfavorable situation.

Even if they were afraid to face it, the dust still slowly dispersed. In the darkness, there stood two figures; one was Su Zhentian, and the other, naturally, was Song Xiaodong, standing upright like a javelin.

Suddenly, Su Zhentian shook his head and said, "What was the need for this? You could have easily fled, and it wouldn’t have been easy for me to capture you. A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him."

Song Xiaodong’s mouth twisted, and blood immediately flowed from his lips. He said, "My family is here; I cannot run."

"Family!" Su Zhentian softly repeated the word, then shook his head and said, "Well, regardless, you withstood my three strikes without falling; I, Su Zhentian, keep my word—I will trouble you no further."

"Thanks!" Song Xiaodong coughed softly, spitting out more blood, his body swayed and nearly fell.

Su Zhentian shook his head and turned to look at Sun One, "My trump card has been revealed to you, you sly little girl."

Sun One chuckled and said, "Although I saw it, I still haven’t figured out a way to deal with it, I need to go back and think about it." Having said that, her figure stretched out and she disappeared into the darkness.

Su Zhentian laughed heartily, "Even if you figure it out, so what!" He then strode towards the foot of the mountain and disappeared in a flash.

The two people standing behind Song Xiaoru patted them on the back and then also swiftly left, chasing after Su Zhentian.

Song Xiaoru and her group immediately regained their freedom and hurriedly ran toward Song Xiaodong.

"Are you all right..." Song Xiaodong grinned, his body went limp, and he fell backward.

Miao Xuanxuan, with the best physical fitness, sprinted over and caught Song Xiaodong, sobbing, "Dongzi, how are you? Don’t scare us."

Song Xiaodong grimaced weakly, "I’m okay, won’t die."

Song Xiaoru, Miao Qingqing, and Xiao Yingying hurried over. All of them supported Song Xiaodong, watching him continuously spit out blood, they were desperately worried but utterly helpless.

At that time, Song Xiaodong whispered, "It’s okay, just let me sleep for a while." He then closed his eyes.

The four laid Song Xiaodong flat, with Miao Xuanxuan letting his head rest on her lap. The other three surrounded him, simply watching him. They dared not speak or call out to Song Xiaodong, constantly reaching out to check his breath, afraid that this sleep might be his last.

Fortunately, Song Xiaodong’s breathing remained, and it even started to stabilize, which reassured everyone a bit.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps arose. The four immediately turned to look and then saw several people rushing out.

"Who are you?" Miao Qingqing asked nervously. In this place, with Song Xiaodong unconscious and severely injured, if these were people with ill intentions, they really didn’t know what to do.

"Hmph, the Su Family spared you, but we, the Sun family, never intended to let you go. Take them all away." The leader snorted coldly, gestured, and several people rushed over. Before Song Xiaoru and her group could react, they were knocked unconscious and then all four were carried away.

The leader walked straight up to Song Xiaodong and said, "Kid, you really underestimated our Sun family." He then reached out and lifted Song Xiaodong, rushing down the mountain with the others.

When Song Xiaoru woke up again, she found herself in a room, lying on a bed that had no blanket. Song Xiaodong was also lying beside her.

"Dongzi!" Song Xiaoru quickly sat up and softly called out.

Song Xiaodong’s eyes slowly opened, which greatly delighted Song Xiaoru. Anxiously, she asked, "Dongzi, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

Song Xiaodong made a strange noise, his eyes showing a blood-red hue. Suddenly stretching his arm, he embraced Song Xiaoru and his mouth moved towards hers for a kiss.