Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 669 - 670 The Descent of the Heavenly God

Chapter 669: Chapter 670 The Descent of the Heavenly God

Although the Shui Family and the Liu Family were also great families, their strengths were not only a notch below that of the Su Family and the Sun family; this disparity was reflected in all aspects, including the quality and quantity of experts within their families.

These four men were also considered top experts of the Liu Family, but compared to Su Zhentian and Sun One, the gap was significant. With such prowess, they could barely make it into the Sun family’s top ten, still showing a slight gap when compared to Sun Five.

With such capabilities, even during his first visit to the Sun family, Song Xiaodong wouldn’t have had much difficulty, let alone after his strength enhanced from the medicinal drugs, the purifying and tempering of his True Qi by Su Zhentian, and the effects of the special hot spring during his recovery.

So, even when attacked by four people at once, Song Xiaodong, cradling Shui Qingyue in his arms, was able to fend off their attacks with just one hand and his feet, moving as smoothly and effortlessly as flowing clouds and water.

To outsiders, the fierce attacks of those four experts appeared to raise gusts of wind with their punches and kicks, seemingly capable of breaking bones and tearing tendons upon contact with Song Xiaodong.

Yet their strikes always fell short by just a bit, never quite reaching Song Xiaodong, who walked as leisurely as if he were strolling in his own courtyard. He had already descended from the ceremonial platform and was making his way out along the red carpet, with the four experts following him like pages hanging by his side wherever he went.

Those who didn’t understand kung fu could only see the gist, but those who did were dumbfounded by the sight. These were four of the Liu Family’s experts, and in such an aggressive siege, they couldn’t touch Song Xiaodong. How strong exactly was he?

What they didn’t know was that Song Xiaodong hadn’t even used his full strength. He had no personal grudge against the Liu Family; naturally, he didn’t wish to harm anyone; all he wanted to do was take Shui Qing and leave, so he had always been focused on moving outward without really striking at the four experts.

At this moment, Liu Huayuan’s face was as stern as water. If they let Song Xiaodong walk away like this, it would be a huge loss of face for the Liu Family. In a fit of anger, he pounded his staff and ordered, "Go! All of you, go! Send as many as we have, we absolutely can’t let this kid leave with someone."

With such an important event as the wedding ceremony hosted by the Liu Family, hosting so many significant guests, it was natural that their security measures were robust. In addition to the Liu Family’s own experts, they also drew a considerable number of security guards from their companies.

These security guards, drawn for the event, were far from ordinary; most of them were ex-military with substantial kung fu training.

At that moment, dozens of people rushed up all at once, forming three layers inside and three layers outside around Song Xiaodong, making it impossible for him to take another step forward, even though he could handle the four experts with ease.

Shui Qingyue finally snapped out of her trance, lifted her eyes, and when she saw so many people surrounding them, she was startled and nervously asked, "What do we do now?"

Song Xiaodong frowned slightly and said, "Don’t worry, they can’t stop us."

"But there are so many of them. Can we still get out?" Shui Qingyu could hardly believe it.

"Of course, we can. I said I would take you away, and even if there were more people, I’d make sure to do it." After speaking, Song Xiaodong suddenly straightened up and shouted loudly, "I really didn’t want to hurt anyone. You better disperse, or don’t blame me for not being merciful!"

Liu Minghui was already fuming and ordered, "Go, even if we have to use bodies to crush him, I want him dead!"

Liu Huayuan clenched his teeth and said, "Whoever catches him for me, I’ll reward them with one million!"

As the saying goes, a substantial reward will bring out brave men. A million was a significant sum for anyone, and as soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s spirits lifted, and they began to squeeze towards the center.

Song Xiaodong furrowed his brows, leaned down, and whispered in Shui Qingyue’s ear, "Hold onto me tight!"

"Mm!" Shui Qingyue softly responded to his request, wrapping her arms tightly around Song Xiaodong’s waist. At that moment, whatever Song Xiaodong said was law, even if they couldn’t make it out alive or if they were to be beaten to death by the Liu Family—having that brief moment of brilliant radiance in her life was enough to say she had lived brilliantly.

Song Xiaodong’s eyes widened fiercely, and his lips parted as, with a thunderous shout, he exclaimed, "Move!" The word erupted from his mouth like a clap of thunder, followed by a ferocious punch from his right fist.

This was the first time Song Xiaodong had initiated an attack, and the expert in front of him immediately, without any hesitation, raised both arms to block Song Xiaodong’s punch.

"Bang!" A dull sound echoed.

Then, the expert was sent flying like a cannonball, soaring off the ground before slamming into a group of security guards behind him.

Two guards instinctively reached out to catch him, but the moment their hands touched his back, they felt a formidable force which propelled them involuntarily backward, toppling another four people in the process. A total of seven people fell in a heap, the sight of which was indescribably awkward.

This was the power of a single punch!

And this was Song Xiaodong holding back, using more of a pushing force rather than a direct strike; otherwise, the expert who took the hit would have been dead on the spot.

But this was enough to shock everyone. A single punch that could take down seven people—what kind of strength was that? The strength of a bear! No, not even a bear possessed such power; it was like being hit by a heavy-duty truck, a human-shaped bulldozer.

"Who else dares to stop me?" Song Xiaodong bellowed again and stepped forward confidently.

The experts and security guards, daunted by Song Xiaodong’s aura, begin to step backwards involuntarily from before him, while the guards at the back, somewhat reluctant, closely followed behind him.

"Hm?" Song Xiaodong suddenly turned his head, and those behind him immediately halted their advance, each one overawed and their spirit to fight completely vanquished by that sole glance.

Being the closest to Song Xiaodong, Shui Qingyue felt it the most. This was truly like a Heavenly God descending to earth—a moment that made her eyes moist with emotion, making her feel as if she was living in a fairy tale.

"Charge! Everyone charge at him, and the person who does will get a million from me!" Liu Huayuan roared yet again.

Upon hearing this, a million for charging in—even if they got knocked down, seemed a far easier condition than the previous offer for pay.

At that moment, the security guards lunged forward one by one, driven mad by money, disregarding any jeopardy to their own safety.

Song Xiaodong’s eyes narrowed, knowing that he had to show his strength now or else it would be very difficult to get out of this place. His right foot stomped the ground fiercely, propelling him like a tank, barreling straight into the crowd. At this time, any fancy tricks were useless—only strength mattered, as strength alone could resolve everything.