Ace of the Dragon Division Chapter 144: BS-Level Strong Part two

Chapter 144: BS-Level Strong (Part two)

Wen Zhao had to bounce around three times before regaining firm footing on the ground. When he withdrew his leg which had been hurting like crazy, he didn’t even dare to put any weight on it to stand. Clearly, that punch from Xu Cheng almost shattered his leg bone, or he wouldn’t be hurting so much that he couldn’t even stand properly.

Now, he had no choice but to take Xu Cheng seriously. The punch Xu Cheng just threw was incredibly powerful.

Did this guy practice some next level Kung Fu or something?

If that was the case, Wen Zhao could only try to use close-range restraint and control techniques to lock him down right away instead of going head to head against his attacks. Immediately, he dashed to Xu Cheng’s side as he extended his arm to grab Xu Cheng’s wrist, wanting to lift him across his shoulder and then put him in a deadlock position as he landed. But who knew, that when he had his hands and legs at the right place ready to apply force to brutally throw Xu Cheng over his shoulder, he suddenly realized that no amount of power he was using could lift Xu Cheng up an inch. Wen Zhao’s eyes grew big. What the hell is this? How’s his center of gravity so stable?

Xu Cheng just stood there motionlessly and let Wen Zhao try to throw him. When Wen Zhao had his leg against Xu Cheng’s waist, Xu Chen was also exerting force on his waist, making his stance as stable as a mountain, not being anywhere close to what Wen Zhao was capable of throwing over his shoulder.

Upon seeing how Wen Zhao tried so many times but couldn’t even make him budge, Xu Cheng lightly snorted as he grabbed onto Wen Zhao’s wrist, using just about half of his strength. However, that was still equivalent to about 500 kilograms of force, and it directly dragged Wen Zhao up, who was just about 90 kilograms. In front of Ran Jing, Shen Wansan, and Shen Yao’s shocked expressions, he began swinging Wen Zhao around by the wrist.

Wen Zhao was completely dumbfounded at the moment, as he felt himself getting mercilessly dragged over. That helpless feeling was like getting sucked in by a black hole. Immediately, his feet left the ground and he lost the sense of gravity. Then, he found himself becoming a toy for Xu Cheng, like a chained lead ball or something as he was spun around nonstop. He didn’t know how many circles Xu Cheng drew with him, but he did feel dizzy, with foam oozing out of his mouth. Then, just as he thought he was getting used to the centripetal force, Xu Cheng let his hand loose, letting him go like a kite with a broken string, flying towards the clouds in the horizon.

Shen Wansan never saw someone with the strength needed to be able to throw someone of 90 kilograms like a lead ball over a dozen meters away. Moreover, the guy that was thrown away was the bodyguard he was so proud of, that same guy that kept on saying, “Boss, I’m really strong!”. The guy that boasted about how he was one of the 36 picked across the nation was the same one that flew across the sky in a beautiful arc screaming miserably, along with vomit residues flying along as well. Actually, it was difficult to tell if those substances were his vomit or a result of him losing control of his bladder or butt hole.

But, all of that wasn’t important anymore. When Shen Wansan looked at Xu Cheng again, he was full of shock. As Xu Cheng put on his jacket as he walked past him, he said to Shen Wansan, “Please help me advise my senior brother, tell him to not take it too hard.”

“I will see you out.” Shen Yao dragged Xu Cheng as she walked him out with a smile.

Shen Wansan ran to the lawn, and he saw Wen Zhao on his back, belly flopped, looking at the sky. His eyes were sluggish, as his mouth was still pouring foam.

“Elite? Guardian-class soldier? Such a disgrace!” Shen Wansan couldn’t help but add insult to the injury. He was completely humiliated by this bodyguard of his.

“Bo- Boss… I- I really am… strong…” Wen Zhao vaguely mumbled.

Shen Wansan: “You are so strong that even I’m scared now. What is this? Is that the true power you were talking about?”

“I really am strong…” Wen Zhao coughed up more foam. “But… But that b@stard is… BS-level strong…”

Right as he said that, he vomited onto the ground.