C175 After Completing the Mission They Were Rewarded with the Max Level Eight Blasts

"Eldest Brother actually lost the fight!"

"How can that be? Eldest Brother unleashed his most powerful technique, the Wind Breaking Kick!"

"Are my eyes deceiving me?"

"How can Lin Dong be so formidable!?"

...

Members of the Martial Arts Club were abuzz with disbelief.

If it had been Zhang Meng and his cohorts facing Lin Dong earlier, one might chalk up Lin Dong's victory to a bit of skill and a stroke of luck.

But Eldest Brother was the cream of the crop at the Martial Arts Club!

He could effortlessly tap into immense strength, yet here he was, effortlessly taken down by Lin Dong with a single move – it was beyond belief!

The once raucous crowd had now fallen into a stunned silence.

The shock of Lin Dong defeating Eldest Brother had truly set in.

Lin Dong stood tall.

His frame remained slender, lacking any intimidating presence.

Yet, with Eldest Brother now groveling on the ground in agony, Lin Dong's stature seemed to soar in an instant!

Zhang Meng and his two close friends' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Especially Zhang Meng!

Moments ago, he had been counting on Eldest Brother to handle Lin Dong, only to watch the invincible Eldest Brother he'd pinned his hopes on get floored by Lin Dong in a flash.

"Eldest Brother!"

Little Five was the first to snap out of it, rushing to Eldest Brother's side to help him up.

Zhang Meng, as if snapping out of a trance, hurried over to Eldest Brother's side with Little Seven.

"Lin Dong, you're beyond cruel! How could you ambush Eldest Brother like that?"

Xiao Qi exclaimed, glaring at Lin Dong with a furious expression, as though it was indeed Lin Dong who had resorted to dirty tricks.

"Yeah! With a broken leg, how could you hit with such force?"

Xiao Wu joined in the outcry.

Zhang Meng, with a broken jaw, couldn't speak out loud but vehemently nodded in agreement.

They refused to acknowledge Lin Dong's victory over Eldest Brother, insisting instead that Lin Dong had resorted to underhanded tactics!

Lin Dong just laughed.

These guys were truly shameless.

But he wasn't angry. After all, does a human get angry at the squeak of a mouse?

There was only laughter and disdain!

"Shut up!"

Eldest Brother suddenly spoke up.

He pushed away Zhang Meng and Little Five, who were supporting him, and limped forward.

Before the watchful eyes of all present, he knelt down in front of Lin Dong and gritted his teeth, saying, "I, Hsiao Cheng, am willing to accept the consequences of my bet and admit defeat!"

"WOW!"

The crowd erupted in surprise.

They had never expected the high and mighty, aloof Eldest Brother to actually concede and kneel before Lin Dong!

Their hearts were shaken to the core!

Lin Dong himself was taken aback.

He was quite surprised by Eldest Brother's actions!

He had anticipated that Eldest Brother might react with anger or resort to underhanded tactics like Zhang Meng and the others, but instead, he acknowledged the outcome, proving himself to be a man of integrity.

Lin Dong's opinion of Eldest Brother improved slightly.

He addressed Eldest Brother, saying, "You've done well. You're far better than those behind you."

"What are you saying, Lin Dong?"

"Eldest Brother, stand up. Lin Dong only won because he ambushed you!"

"We must have our revenge! We must make Lin Dong pay!"

"Yes! Break his arms and legs, make him unable to fend for himself!"

"It would be best to leave him disabled for life, so he understands the gravity of his mistakes!"

...

Zhang Meng and his close brothers shouted in unison.

They wanted to lift Eldest Brother, Hsiao Cheng, to their feet and rally all the members of the Martial Arts Club to avenge Lin Dong.

"Silence! All of you kneel and apologize to Lin Dong!"

Hsiao Cheng turned to Zhang Meng and Little Five and Little Seven.

"What?"

"Eldest Brother, how can we kneel to Lin Dong?"

"It was Lin Dong who struck first..."

Hsiao Cheng cut them off, "I said, kneel! Otherwise, you're all out of the Martial Arts Club!"

Thud, thud, thud!

Three sounds echoed as Zhang Meng and his two companions knelt down.

They dared not defy Eldest Brother, nor did they wish to leave the Martial Arts Club. Here, they could boast and rely on their strong connections. They received teaching fees and tuition, and occasionally, they could earn extra from performances. Leaving the Martial Arts Club would mean a direct hit to their standard of living.

At that moment, they were filled with frustration but powerless to change their situation.

Hsiao Cheng looked at Lin Dong and spoke again, "Lin Dong, I apologize for both my own attitude and that of my subordinates. I also apologize for our actions. You are truly skilled, and I hope you can forgive our errors."

When Hsiao Cheng first arrived, he had been misled by Zhang Meng into believing Lin Dong was resorting to underhanded tactics.

It wasn't until after their direct confrontation that he realized Lin Dong's strength was formidable, surpassing even his own.

The lie that Zhang Meng and his cohorts had spread about Lin Dong using deceitful methods was quickly debunked after Hsiao Cheng's personal encounter with him.

Hsiao Cheng, a man of martial spirit who had spent years in dedicated training, wasn't deeply versed in the complexities of human nature.

He had been tricked by Zhang Meng and two others into challenging Lin Dong. Having lost the match, he honored his word by kneeling, yet he harbored intense resentment towards the trio.

Their lack of integrity and ease at slandering others infuriated him. Had there not been so many witnesses, Hsiao Cheng might have taken drastic action against them!

Although he was seething with anger towards Zhang Meng and his accomplices, Hsiao Cheng was committed to keeping his promise first and foremost.

Zhang Meng and the others had instigated the competition with Lin Dong, and now they too had to kneel to restore some balance to Hsiao Cheng's sense of justice.

"Eldest Brother Hsiao Cheng, please stand. I was only speaking in the heat of the moment."

Lin Dong assisted Hsiao Cheng to his feet.

He smiled and said, "You're a decent man, far superior to Zhang Meng and his ilk. I'm someone who responds better to gentleness than to force. Eldest Brother Hsiao Cheng, you're quite to my liking! Are your legs okay?"

"They're fine. I could sense a slight shift in your force when you applied pressure, but it was just a temporary pain from the bone vibration, nothing serious."

Hsiao Cheng patted his leg as he spoke.

Indeed, as he had mentioned, Lin Dong had shown restraint in their encounter.

Lin Dong gave a slight smile, acknowledging Hsiao Cheng's words.

Hsiao Cheng then grasped Lin Dong's hand and said, "Lin Dong, your leg strength is impressive. I'm not sure how you've trained, but I've been practicing Taekwondo for years and have only just begun to grasp the basics of power. I would really appreciate the opportunity to exchange knowledge with you."

"Alright, let's find time for a proper chat after today," Lin Dong said with a smile.

Hsiao Cheng was thrilled to hear this.

He was the kind of person who was deeply passionate about martial arts, preferring to train in solitude. Meeting someone like Lin Dong, who was more skilled, he was eager to exchange knowledge and improve.

Martial artists tend to keep their techniques to themselves, as no one wants to expose their training secrets. Hsiao Cheng never imagined Lin Dong would actually agree to his request—it was an unexpected delight.

With a joyful slap on Lin Dong's shoulder, Hsiao Cheng exclaimed, "Deal! Hahaha!"

He was overjoyed.

Lin Dong, for his part, had mixed feelings about this so-called power, but he was willing to share with Hsiao Cheng about his control over his leg muscles. Whether Hsiao Cheng would understand or benefit from it, Lin Dong couldn't be sure.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the random mission. You have been awarded the max-level Eight Blasts!"

The system notification chimed in.

Lin Dong had acquired the max-level Eight Blasts!