Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 274 - 274 274 Shen San's Sinister Schemes

274: Chapter 274: Shen San’s Sinister Schemes 274: Chapter 274: Shen San’s Sinister Schemes Watching Xiang Yu munching on peanuts, an idea suddenly flashed through Luo Lin’s mind, could it be that Han Guohua was killed by them?

But this thought was fleeting, and he immediately followed it with a self-mocking smile, thinking it impossible.

After all, Han Guohua was one of Miao Honglei’s Tiger Generals; how could he possibly be taken down by someone like Xiang Yu?

Next up was Mo Lan’s subordinate, the big bear, battling against one of Shen San’s men.

As expected, the big bear won, and with ease.

Their victory was followed by Pan Wenjie, another of Miao Honglei’s men, triumphing over another of Shen San’s subordinates.

This meant that both of Shen San’s men were the first to be eliminated.

Even though it was Shen San who had proposed this, his men hadn’t lasted until the end, which must have seemed quite disappointing to outsiders, and somewhat embarrassing for him.

However, to their surprise, Shen San showed little change in expression, continuing to sit there with a faint smile.

Even though he was known for his ruthlessness, he kept a low profile in circumstances like these, so his behavior was in line with what people expected.

The last one to take the stage was Xiang Yu, and when he stepped forward, many around him laughed.

They knew Xiang Yu was under Zhong Qin’s command, and seeing Xiang Yu’s clean and handsome appearance, they believed this pretty boy was surely up there just to embarrass himself.

“I bet he can’t even take one move from the opponent,” one said.

“Stop kidding, not even half a move,” another chimed in.

The people around spoke without restraint.

Zhong Qin’s face turned green with anger upon hearing these words.

If it weren’t for Xiang Yu telling her not to get angry, she might have stood up and turned violent.

Among these people, only Shen San remained calm, sitting there undisturbed.

Xiang Yu’s opponent was a rough-looking, burly fellow who appeared quite formidable at first glance.

The man laughed upon seeing his opponent was Xiang Yu, thinking he was just there to make up the numbers.

“Let’s start,” Ding Yongwei said from his seat, somewhat impatient.

He was eager to see what Xiang Yu was capable of.

To everyone’s astonishment, the next moment saw Xiang Yu kicking the big man and sending him flying with a single blow.

Just a simple kick had decided the outcome, making it the most decisive victory since the start of the fights.

“Did I see that wrong?

That pretty boy just took him down with one kick,” someone said in disbelief.

“That guy must have been careless; otherwise, how could the pretty face knock him down?” another speculated.

Regardless of the comments, everyone had to accept one fact: the pretty boy had knocked down the muscular man.

“Bravo!” Zhong Qin stood up to applaud and cheer for Xiang Yu’s swift and decisive victory.

Xiang Yu, with a face of composure, walked back to stand behind Zhong Qin, showing no change in demeanor despite having won the match.

“Showing off,” Luo Lin snorted coldly from his place.

Seeing Xiang Yu’s indifferent expression irked him, clearly feigned in his opinion.

Moreover, it was obvious that the big man had underestimated his opponent, which had allowed Xiang Yu to prevail.

Luo Lin believed that if the big man had faced him, he too could have ended it with one kick.

The results of the first round of battles were now clear.

Except for Shen San’s complete defeat, the four other forces had advanced to the next round, with two of Zhong Qin’s men making it through.

This delighted her beyond words, and she sat there with her head held high, as if to boast to those around her.

The next round was still decided by drawing lots, and, unluckily, Xiang Yu drew number one while Tie Zhuzi drew number two.

When Zhong Qin saw their numbers, she became somewhat displeased and said, “What a coincidence, but which of you two is truly more formidable?”

When everyone learned that Xiang Yu was placed in the same group with Tie Zhuzi, everyone curiously looked at the two, eager to see if the pretty boy would continue to be lucky.

“Come on, fight already, what are you stupidly standing there for?” The crowd couldn’t wait any longer and started shouting.

However, to everyone’s shock, Tie Zhuzi didn’t fight.

Instead, he grinned and said, “I concede,” and then stepped down directly.

The crowd erupted, certain there was something fishy since the pretty boy was obviously no match for the tall guy, yet the tall guy conceded.

They were convinced that Zhong Qin must like the pretty boy more and had deliberately arranged for the tall guy to lose.

That was the only explanation the crowd could come up with.

In the end, they could only look at Xiang Yu with disdain; they despised those who climbed ranks solely based on their looks.

As for Xiang Yu, he couldn’t care less about their opinions, his expression remained calm throughout.

In fact, he was pondering one question: what was the real purpose of holding this competition.

Xiang Yu looked up at Miao Honglei and noticed that he was staring intently at Tie Zhuzi.

It suddenly dawned on Xiang Yu that Shen San had proposed this competition, and it was Shen who had him join under Miao Honglei’s banner.

Today was the perfect opportunity.

Realizing this, Xiang Yu glanced at Shen San.

He saw Shen San with a pleased face, preparing to watch the next match.

This scene made Xiang Yu even more certain that it was all arranged by Shen San.

Having confirmed these things, Xiang Yu became even more wary of Shen San.

This Shen was no simple character; he might carry a low profile, but he was scheming and a tough opponent to deal with.

By then, Luo Lin and the big bear had already started fighting on the stage.

The two were already old rivals, now standing toe-to-toe, exchanging blows—none gaining a significant advantage over the other.

This clash was similar to Ding Yongwei’s fight with Mo Lan.

Ding Yongwei’s gaze towards Mo Lan carried a strange expression, while Mo Lan appeared indifferent to the course of the fight, her face showing no change at all.

The big bear was strong and agile, leaving Luo Lin with no apparent advantage for a while.

After a full five minutes of combat, the big bear finally ran out of steam, and Luo Lin managed to kick him square in the chest, sending him out of the contest.

This outcome didn’t surprise the crowd; they weren’t strangers to these two fighters’ rivalry and knew the formidable skills of Luo Lin.

Meanwhile, Pan Wenjie, under Miao Honglei’s command, advanced directly due to drawing number five.

After that round, it was time to draw lots again.

Xiang Yu drew number three, meaning he could advance directly without a fight.

The crowd erupted, cursing the shameless pretty boy’s luck.

He hadn’t had to fight a single serious match all the way up.

Seeing his opponent would be Luo Lin, Pan Wenjie gave up the match straight away because he knew he was no match for Luo Lin and further fighting would only bring him disgrace.

With that, only two contestants remained for the competition: Xiang Yu and Luo Lin.

This was the showdown everyone was anticipating.

In their eyes, Luo Lin was undoubtedly the strongest, while the pretty boy had reached this point purely by luck.

One the strongest, the other the weakest—they speculated how many seconds the fight would last.

“This isn’t fair; let Luo Lin rest a bit first,” Shen San suddenly said.

The crowd turned to Luo Lin, who appeared bruised, breathless, as though he had exhausted a lot of energy in his fight with the big bear.

“No need, I don’t even consider Xiang Yu worth my attention,” Luo Lin said coldly as he looked at Xiang Yu, then walked to the center and pointed at him, “Come out quickly, stop hiding behind the lady.

Today, I’ll beat you to the ground.”