Chapter 264: Exhilaration (2nd Update)

"Tyrant" used the powerful connections at his disposal this time to form the so-called Combat Team, all for the sake of making a name for himself worldwide.

Fame and fortune have always been linked; once you have fame, you naturally have profit. Simply put, you have bargaining chips to make money.

Foreign special forces and China's special forces differ significantly in nature. These people from the Dragon Group serve the country, ready to accept the country's deployment at any time, risking their lives for the nation, and guarding China's security.

But foreign special forces are different. They serve various organizations as mercenaries. For money, they can serve this organization or that one, enjoying greater mobility and freedom.

If they defeated the Dragon Group this time, it would surely cause a huge sensation and gain them immense fame. By then, many organizations would certainly want to hire them at high prices, and money would roll in.

But Zhou Lang defeated both "Monster" and "Tyrant" in succession, becoming their stumbling block.

Following "Tyrant's" order, the rest of the Combat Team shamelessly sprang into action, quickly launching an attack on Zhou Lang.

Eighteen Grandmaster-level experts attacking together—the scene was truly shocking. The Aura alone was enough to make their opponents' legs go weak.

No powerful Soldier King or even a figure at the Military God level could withstand the combined attack of these eighteen people. Many Dragon Group soldiers were on the verge of cursing out loud because it was truly shameless for so many people from the Combat Team to surround and attack Zhou Lang alone.

Zhou Lang, positioned at the center of the attack, remained incredibly calm, a faint smile still hanging on his face. Everything was under his control. To deal with these people, he even had to exert effort to suppress his cultivation; if he wanted to kill them, it would absolutely be an instant kill.

Previously, when he fought "Monster" and "Tyrant," he displayed his unparalleled speed and destructive attack power. This time, he was going to showcase his Martial Skill in combat.

He wanted the Dragon Group to understand that true combat does not rely solely on a body like a mech, but rather on technique. When technique is applied properly, it can equally defeat powerful opponents.

The members of the Combat Team swarmed over. Zhou Lang activated his footwork, moving like a fish swimming in water, easily avoiding the attacks of these dozen or so people.

He kept weaving through the gaps between these dozen people without touching any of their bodies. These top-tier foreign Soldier Kings wanted to intercept him, but they simply couldn't.

The members of the Combat Team grew increasingly alarmed because Zhou Lang hadn't even counterattacked yet. Zhou Lang's movement technique and speed were so terrifying that he could strike back at any moment with a lethal blow. They had previously witnessed the strength of Zhou Lang's attack power, which made them deeply wary.

"Zhou Lang is too formidable. If I were in such an encirclement, suffering such a fierce attack, I'm afraid I wouldn't last ten seconds before being severely injured."

Every Dragon Group soldier present felt that this was an eye-opening experience. Zhou Lang's footwork appeared simple and unadorned, but it was refined to the Peak, easily dodging the opponents' attacks. This kind of footwork was far more powerful and sophisticated than the Advanced footwork of the Dragon Group.

"Everyone, it seems this is all the skill you have. Then I won't hold back!"

After a dozen moves, Zhou Lang laughed heartily and unleashed the Seventy-Two Style Long Fist, beginning his counterattack.

His boxing style alternated between hard and soft. When hard, a single punch would send one person flying; when soft, it could entangle the fierce attacks of several Combat Team members. It combined hardness and softness perfectly, complementing each other.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Once Zhou Lang counterattacked, dull thuds echoed incessantly in an instant. The members of the Combat Team were sent flying one by one, crashing to the ground like mud.

In less than three minutes, all eighteen people were dealt with by Zhou Lang. At this point, all twenty members of the Combat Team were lying on the ground.

The entire scene was silent, especially the members of the Combat Team. There wasn't one of them who didn't regret coming to China this time, using some pretext of an exchange to fight the Dragon Group.

The strength of a mere young man from the Dragon Group was so terrifying; if they were to encounter those long-renowned experts, the consequences would be unimaginable!

From now on, even if they were given ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to do such a thing again.

Among the Dragon Group soldiers watching the battle, most were male; there was only one female soldier.

Of course, this female soldier was no ordinary female soldier. Her name was Ye Qingcheng, aged twenty-three or twenty-four, about the same as Zhou Lang. Because of her outstanding marksmanship, she was a Gun King-level existence in the Dragon Group. She had achieved many military merits, and her rank was already Major.

She was also dressed in camouflage, standing slim and graceful with a heroic spirit. Her healthy wheat-colored skin gave her a unique kind of sexiness.

Previously, she hadn't expected Zhou Lang to be this formidable, and now she too was shocked by Zhou Lang. Her beautiful eyes were fixed tightly on Zhou Lang, as if she wanted to see right through him, because she wanted to know how such a delicate and not-so-muscular body could contain such terrifying energy.

A woman like her would certainly only like the strong, and Zhou Lang was undoubtedly a true powerhouse, so she naturally paid special attention to him.

Zhou Lang also noticed Ye Qingcheng's gaze. He marveled at Ye Qingcheng's beauty, but only glanced at her indifferently with his peripheral vision before slowly walking toward "Tyrant".

With every step he took, his Aura grew stronger, pressing down on people until they couldn't breathe.

"You… what are you going to do?"

"Tyrant" said with some fear. He was sitting on the ground but couldn't help using his hands to support himself and scoot backward a few times.

This small action showed that he was extremely afraid at this moment, afraid that Zhou Lang might do something to him. After all, their entire Combat Team had lost their combat effectiveness; if the Dragon Group wanted to do anything to them, they would be at their mercy.

"Tyrant, how do you feel about the combat effectiveness of our Dragon Group now?" Zhou Lang squatted beside "Tyrant" and said with a smile.

"Very formidable… very formidable… even more formidable than in the legends."

"Tyrant" said repeatedly. At this moment, he dared not challenge Zhou Lang anymore, but instead spoke in accordance with Zhou Lang's wishes.

"Since that's the case, when you aren't strong enough yet, don't harbor any delusions of pulling any tricks, because you don't have the qualifications for that."

Zhou Lang said: "Everyone knows the purpose of your so-called exchange this time, but I won't expose it. I think you should be able to leave now. I hope we won't become opponents in the future because by then, I won't be as soft-handed as I am today."

"Okay, I will take my people and leave immediately."

"Tyrant" said hastily. Now he couldn't wait to leave this place filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If they stayed here any longer, heaven knows what might happen? Whether they could leave alive was also an unknown.

"Tyrant, do you know why you are not my opponent?" Zhou Lang continued.

"I don't know. Please enlighten me, Mr. Zhou."

Tyrant said. He also really wanted to know the answer to this question. According to research and testing by foreign scientific institutions, their strength and speed had almost reached the limits of the human body. Logically speaking, he was already an invincible existence, but in front of Zhou Lang, he was vulnerable.

Could human potential be far greater than this? This was the question that puzzled him the most.

"It is obvious that your bodies have been modified by drugs and are exceptionally strong. Your speed and strength also far exceed those of ordinary people, but your Martial Skill is simply too poor. In front of the experts of our Dragon Group, you are completely just brutes who only know how to charge blindly and take a beating."

Zhou Lang said indifferently: "To use a Chinese saying, you people have become experts by pulling up seedlings to help them grow. Not only is your Foundation unstable, but most importantly, you lack insight into the world. A true expert must have Comprehension Ability and must realize their own 'Dao'. But you have none of these. Your existence is an unharmonious one for the world and nature; therefore, you are not truly strong."

Upon hearing Zhou Lang's words, both the people from the Dragon Group and the Combat Team were lost in thought.

Most of the Dragon Group members were internal martial arts experts, so they could naturally basically understand what Zhou Lang said. Zhou Lang's words made them clearly understand one fact: these combat experts created by drugs were not scary at all.

As for the people from the Combat Team, due to cultural differences and different concepts of combat, they were unable to grasp Zhou Lang's words for the time being.

Only "Tyrant" vaguely understood something. After all, before he used drugs to modify his physical strength, he already had the cultivation of an Early Stage Martial Arts Grandmaster. Although he practiced external martial arts, he had some insights of his own into the martial Dao and had pondered these questions to some extent.

"Tyrant" wanted to stand up, but his legs were still weak. Although Zhou Lang had only slightly blocked his Meridians and acupoints, he wouldn't be able to recover his ability to move for a few hours.

It wasn't just "Tyrant"; the others were the same, perhaps even worse, because the rest of the Combat Team…

"Mr. Zhou, but I can't stand up. Leaving might be a difficult task."

"Tyrant" said with an embarrassed expression. As one of the world's top Soldier Kings, he was undoubtedly one of the most powerful people in the world, but now he had been beaten to the point where he couldn't stand up. It had to be said, this was a great irony.

Zhou Lang smiled indifferently and kicked "Tyrant" in the back.

Zhou Lang's sudden movement startled the members of the Combat Team. They thought Zhou Lang had changed his mind and was going to attack them, unwilling to let them leave.

But the next moment, "Tyrant" stood up all at once, recovering his ability to move. The members of the Combat Team breathed a sigh of relief.

Subsequently, Zhou Lang followed suit and gave each member of the Combat Team a kick. These guys were kicked until they were swaying unsteadily, but none of them dodged, because they knew that only by being kicked by Zhou Lang could they stand up and recover their ability to move.

Of course, they also felt humiliated. It should be known that since the Combat Team was formed, they had been to many countries. The most powerful special forces or secret agents of those countries were all vulnerable before them. They had come to China with absolute confidence, but they hadn't expected to lose so miserably.