Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 862 - 863: Battle for Honor

Chapter 862: Chapter 863: Battle for Honor

"Stop! We admit defeat!" Zhou Zhengfang suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

Cao Fengqing opened his mouth, but no sound came out. The situation was now completely beyond recovery. If the fight continued, the remaining two family guards of the Zhou Family would also be seriously injured.

Sun One immediately dodged and pulled away, no longer entangling with the opponent. The other person also retreated immediately, with a terrifyingly dark expression.

Su Zhentian and another person, however, did not stop. At this moment, they had completely reached a self-forgetful state.

Zhou Zhengfang’s face was tense as he spoke to Song Xiaodong, "Patriarch Song, we have already admitted defeat. Do you still intend to wipe us out completely?"

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly and replied, "Now, as Zhentian is fighting him, it’s not about winning or losing. This is a contest between the strong. Rest assured, the rest of us will not interfere; we’ll just let them fight it out passionately."

Zhou Zhengfang, with a solemn face, responded, "Those are your words; you won’t interfere."

"Exactly!" Song Xiaodong proudly nodded.

Zhou Zhengfang gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "Uncle Three! This battle is about the honor of the Zhou family; you must win!"

Zhou Zhengfang, able to handle matters between the Cao Family and Su Family alone, obviously had enough capability and courage. Since the outcome was already determined, what he was now fighting for was the honor of the Zhou family. If a Zhou family general won, it could at least be said that they were defeated by Song Xiaodong’s cunning schemes.

"Zhentian!" Song Xiaodong also shouted loudly, saying, "In this battle, victory is a must, and defeat is not allowed. Do not let the Beijing Families look down on us."

Su Zhentian and that Zhou family general, at this moment, were even more invigorated, and their battle spirit surged wildly.

Just now, Su Zhentian couldn’t help but consider the overall victory and defeat, and the Zhou family general was also distracted by the situation on the field. Neither of them was fully committed before.

Only now did they truly let go, shouting loudly at the same time, as if this was the true beginning of the battle.

Although it was a match that was no longer crucial, the fight between Su Zhentian and the Zhou family general still attracted everyone’s attention. Their open and fearless style, their punches powerful enough to break mountains and kicks able to split rocks, dazzled everyone watching.

The two fought more and more fiercely. Sweat flowed down their foreheads like water, and their clothes were already soaked. Due to the intense exertion, their bodies seemed to be burning, the heat turning the sweat into steam, creating a thin mist around them.

The entire stadium now had a suffocating feel. Everyone knew the outcome between the two was just a moment away, and no one wanted to miss that spectacular moment.

Having fought for so long, both men’s fancy moves were now useless. They were purely competing in physical strength, True Qi, and willpower.

Both took a step back, about three meters apart, and were heavily breathing. They had almost reached their limits, both adjusting for the final strike.

Both men’s gazes were fixed on each other, their eyes showing no sign of retreat, only fierce battle intent.

"Ah!" Both men simultaneously let out a fierce battle cry, and charged at each other again, almost simultaneously throwing punches.

"Bang!" Their fists collided without any fancy moves, producing a sound like muffled thunder.

The force of their fists created a small whirlpool in the air, and the tremendous reactive force sent both men stumbling backwards, then falling to the ground like collapsing golden mountains and toppling jade pillars.

Neither victorious nor defeated, neither person won over the other, but also neither lost!

However, Su Zhentian should be said to have won, as his strength was actually somewhat weaker than his opponent’s. Ending in a draw was effectively his victory.

Song Xiaodong quickly moved to Su Zhentian’s side, stabilized Su Zhentian’s internal injuries caused by shock with a few golden needles, and then had people help Su Zhentian down.

"Master Cao, what do you have to say now?" Song Xiaodong asked, eyes sharp as he stared at Cao Fengqing and the others.

Cao Fengqing’s mouth twitched, and grinding his teeth, he said: "Within a week, we will have it handled."

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly, "Then I’ll be waiting for Master Cao." With that, he grandly gestured, and the people from the Su Family and Sun family walked away full of pride. The other families immediately followed behind them, as now was obviously the best time to offer congratulations.

"What to do? What to do?" Zhao Wenqiang muttered to himself, then looked towards Zhou Zhengfang, urgently asking, "What do we do now?"

Zhou Zhengfang clenched his teeth and declared, "Rest assured, our Zhou family will certainly reclaim what we are owed."

Zhao Wenqiang, with a pained expression, said: "I mean what am I going to do now? The Su Family and Sun Family will definitely target me. Our Zhao family will surely have no standing in Minghe from now on."

"Their lives are not in danger, but they are severely injured, and even if they recover, their strength might be greatly diminished," stated the only Zhou family general who was not wounded.

At this moment, Zhou Zhengfang’s face looked even uglier, and angrily said to Zhao Wenqiang who was still complaining beside him: "You didn’t suffer any loss this time, what are you fussing about?"

Zhao Wenqiang urgently replied, "It seems like I haven’t lost anything now, but I will definitely suffer the most loss later on. You need to help me think of something!"

"Think of something my ass, you think about it yourself!" In Zhou Zhengfang’s eyes, only families like the Cao Family mattered. Compared to them, minor clans like the Zhao family were insignificant. He roared angrily and turned to leave with long strides.

"Master Cao, what should I do?" Zhao Wenqiang hurriedly grabbed onto Cao Fengqing.

Cao Fengqing, also feeling irritable, said impatiently: "You figure it out first." After saying this, he shook off Zhao Wenqiang’s arm and chased after Zhou Zhengfang. Twomillion was at stake, and if the Zhou family didn’t support him, his Cao family would be ruined, so he had to clear up this matter with the Zhou family as soon as possible.

At this moment, Zhao Wenqiang was utterly dumbfounded, feeling as if the sky had collapsed. One misstep had led to continuous errors, and he was now caught in a terrifying vortex.

"Patriarch... perhaps... we should go to the Su Family," a Zhao family member quietly suggested.

"Go to the Su Family?" Zhao Wenqiang murmured.

The man said, "Yes, we all live in Minghe. If we apologize to the Su Family and then compensate for certain losses, perhaps the Su Family might forgive and let us off."

Zhao Wenqiang’s mouth twitched, fully aware that the Su Family might not let his Zhao family off easily, but at this point, besides apologizing and begging for forgiveness, was there any other option?

"Patriarch, the Patriarch of the Su Family is rather lecherous, rumored to have several wives at home. Why not cater to his tastes and send a couple of beautiful women over? Perhaps, if he’s pleased, he’ll let this matter go."

"Great!" Zhao Wenqiang’s eyes brightened, feeling as though he had found an opportunity.

If Song Xiaodong knew that he now had a reputation for being lecherous among the major families, one wonders what he would think...