The fatty's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. He clearly saw himself hugging the other person, yet in his perception, he had grasped at empty air. Meanwhile, the onlookers let out gasps of astonishment.
"So fast!"
Li Chonglou, who had already appeared behind the fatty, plunged his hands into the man's ribs. However, he then realized that despite the fatty's appearance, his body was packed with solid muscle!
Sensing Li Chonglou's intent, a cold sneer crept onto the fatty's lips. With a sudden turn, he swung a large hand towards Li Chonglou's head.
"Come here, you!"
His hand, still in mid-air, suddenly accelerated. Li Chonglou's expression shifted slightly. He threw a punch at the fatty's head, then pushed off the man's body with his right foot, retreating a few steps.
The fatty spat, rubbed his cheek, and taunted, "Good speed, and good reflexes. But your strength is too weak. And can your stamina keep up?"
As he uttered the last sentence, the fatty charged forward like a tank with wings attached. Li Chonglou leaped lightly to evade, but the fatty was relentless, intercepting his path, turning, and lunging at him again.
He maintained a look of playful amusement, completely unconcerned by Li Chonglou's evasive maneuvers.
The onlookers began to murmur amongst themselves.
"This guy's speed is incredible! But if he tries to match our Zheng Ge in stamina, I bet he'll be in trouble soon."
"Isn't that obvious? When it comes to endurance, who can compare to our Zheng Ge?"
However, as they spoke, Li Chonglou was already growing impatient.
Earlier, he had held back, considering Yi Long's words, and had not used his full strength. He hadn't expected the fatty in front of him to have such skill, putting him at a disadvantage for a moment.
But seeing the fatty grow increasingly arrogant, Li Chonglou stopped in his tracks.
"Why aren't you dodging anymore? Don't make me look down on you. Play with me a bit longer, rookie."
The fatty grinned sinisterly, his large, fan-like palms reaching out towards Li Chonglou.
"Sorry, I'm not in the mood to play anymore."
Li Chonglou said coldly, raising his hands. With a muffled thud, their palms collided.
In that instant, the fatty's expression changed drastically.
A massive impact surged back through his own hands. The seemingly slender figure opposite him felt like an unmovable part of the earth, utterly impervious to his force!
"Impossible!"
The fatty roared, planting his feet firmly and crouching slightly before grabbing Li Chonglou's hands and attempting to lift him.
"Get up, damn it!"
A murderous glint flashed in Li Chonglou's eyes. He rose with the momentum, soaring into the air, his right foot snapping out like a whip towards the fatty's neck.
With a sickening crunch, a bloody hole appeared on the fatty's neck, blood gushing out like a spewing, uncontrolled faucet.
But Li Chonglou's movements didn't stop. As the fatty's grip loosened in pain, he seized the man's wrists and forcefully twisted them outwards, breaking them.
"Ah!"
The fatty's entire body was involuntarily lifted upwards as he let out a piteous scream. Li Chonglou, still airborne, twisted and delivered another kick.
The fatty's massive body, like a mountain of flesh or a deflated ball, was sent flying by Li Chonglou's kick, crashing several meters away.
The scene fell into complete silence.
Those who had been excitedly gesturing moments before were now frozen, their faces stunned, unable to process what had happened.
Only after Li Chonglou casually brushed dust off his clothes and strode away did the shocked onlookers rush forward to check on the fatty.
"Quick! Get something to stop the bleeding, call for medics!"
As they approached the fatty, they saw blood continuously pouring from the gaping wound in his neck, the ground already stained a deep red. The fatty had lost consciousness, and a clear footprint mark was visible on the right side of his head.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines. The fatty's greatest asset was his physique; even against stronger opponents, his defense was rarely breached. Yet, he had been knocked unconscious with just two blows, and his injuries appeared serious.
How strong did one have to be to achieve this?
A complete one-hit KO!
It was only then that they snapped back to reality and frantically searched for Li Chonglou, only to find no trace of him in the surroundings.
A man who had run off moments earlier quickly returned, accompanied by a medic.
However, upon seeing the fatty's wound, the medic was also taken aback.
"Who did this? What did they use? It's an open wound; they were going for a kill!"
The medic exclaimed in shock as he quickly grabbed his tools, froze the fatty's wound, and began emergency bandaging.
"No, I can't handle this wound here. Help me carry him to the medical bay."
After a flurry of frantic activity, the group managed to lift the fatty and hurried towards the medical bay.
Meanwhile, some individuals ran to report the situation to the fatty's captain.
"What? Fatty Zheng was seriously injured by a newcomer?"
Lei Feng stood there, dumbfounded, feeling as if struck by a bolt of lightning from heaven to earth, leaving him utterly charred.
Other team members who were training nearby also gathered around. One of them said with disbelief, "Holy crap, are you messing with us? We all know Fatty Zheng's strength. He might be a bit arrogant, but he's still one of the top five experts in the Dark Division!"
What was most unacceptable to them was that the person who had seriously injured the fatty was a complete newcomer.
This was unbelievable!
But the man who had reported the news wasn't joking, even as they all doubted him.
"Captain, you'll know when you come with me. How could I joke about something like this!"
Lei Feng's expression darkened. He beckoned, "Let's go, we'll go and see."
At this point, words were useless. Only by seeing it for themselves could they confirm the situation.
As Lei Feng and his group made their way towards the medical bay with great fanfare, Yi Long, who was giving instructions elsewhere, also received the news.
"Damn it! This kid really can't make things easy for me!"
Yi Long's face changed dramatically upon hearing this, and he hurried towards the medical bay. The team members below exchanged bewildered glances, not knowing what had happened.
The guard who had delivered the report was about to leave when Xiao Jin and the others quickly stopped him, asking, "Brother, what's going on? What exactly did you tell our captain?"
The soldier glanced at everyone with a complex expression, and all of them held their breath, afraid to interrupt him.
The scene fell silent, all eyes fixed on the soldier.
After a long pause, the soldier, with a complicated expression that was neither a smile nor a cry, slowly began to speak.