109: Chapter 108 [Exchanged Blows with Cang Lang] 109: Chapter 108 [Exchanged Blows with Cang Lang] “I’m serious, I have no interest in meeting any Elder Yang.

I just want to go home now and enjoy a bowl of fried sauce noodles made by my mom!” Ye Tianchen glanced at Cang Lang, expressing his feelings earnestly.

“You must come with me today, you don’t have a choice in this matter.”

Cang Lang would definitely not let Ye Tianchen go.

Yang Yi wanted to meet him, and if Cang Lang couldn’t bring Ye Tianchen to him, it wouldn’t just be a matter of losing face, but a question of carrying out orders.

Ye Tianchen was really quite the character.

What status did Elder Yang have?

In the whole country, he was an absolutely pivotal figure.

Countless people wanted to meet him but couldn’t, yet here was Ye Tianchen, who didn’t even want to meet Elder Yang when the opportunity arose.

Wasn’t he making too big of a fuss?

“Hey, don’t pull and drag at me.

I won’t take this nonsense.

You promised to help me with those things, and I helped you complete the mission in the M country.

We’re square now.

If you keep holding on to me, don’t blame me for not being polite,” Ye Tianchen said, looking at Cang Lang with displeasure.

“Not polite?

I really want to see just how impolite you can be!” Cang Lang said with a cold smile, staring intently into Ye Tianchen’s eyes.

Battle intent—Ye Tianchen suddenly saw battle intent in Cang Lang’s eyes.

He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, “So you finally can’t stand it anymore and want to fight me?”

After agreeing to help Cang Lang by going to the M country to complete the mission of escorting Liu Rumei to exchange secret information, Ye Tianchen had returned home and demanded a full-strength fight with Cang Lang.

He didn’t expect that Cang Lang would so quickly harbor the desire to battle.

The battle intent emitted by one of the top three War Kings of China was quite disturbing, possessing an inviolable majesty.

“Come meet Elder Yang with me, and after that, I’ll give you a fight and make you admit defeat wholeheartedly!” Cang Lang said solemnly as he looked at Ye Tianchen.

Seeing Ye Tianchen’s consistently nonchalant demeanor, even daring to avoid meeting Yang Yi, Cang Lang was genuinely annoyed.

He was Yang Yi’s subordinate; if he couldn’t handle even such a minor matter, wouldn’t he become a laughingstock?

What particularly irked Cang Lang was that Ye Tianchen used to be a special forces soldier under his own command when he was discharged.

Cang Lang was, after all, his former superior, yet Ye Tianchen showed him no respect at all.

The once-disciplined special forces soldier was now completely without organization and discipline, which really grated on Cang Lang, this old soldier.

“Lose?

Let me give you a book first…” Ye Tianchen handed over a magazine to Cang Lang, saying this teasingly with a smile.

Whoosh!

Cang Lang threw a punch at Ye Tianchen’s forehead.

The guy was really acting too childish, showing no regard for meeting Elder Yang, something Cang Lang found intolerable.

He couldn’t stand it anymore and struck out, intending to teach Ye Tianchen a lesson.

Thud!

Ye Tianchen didn’t dodge.

He had been eager to battle Cang Lang.

He countered with a punch of his own, and both of them stepped back three paces, both surprised by the other.

One was a divine-level superpower user reborn after the apocalypse, whose superpower realm had already reached the king level.

The other was one of the top three War Kings in China, who hadn’t found anyone worth fighting for many years.

This time, Cang Lang had reached his limit.

He also wished to take Ye Tianchen to meet Yang Yi, which is why he raised his fist.

At least there were two reasons for it: first, there hadn’t been anyone worth fighting, and second, Cang Lang, who had already entered the military committee, shouldn’t have lost his composure by fighting.

What Cang Lang didn’t expect was that his punch would be met head-on by Ye Tianchen, with neither of them avoiding it.

They both were pushed back, and according to Cang Lang’s estimates, even if Ye Tianchen could dodge, he wouldn’t dare to clash with him directly.

If he did, his hand would surely be broken.

It wasn’t that Cang Lang was arrogant.

At his level of skill, looking down on others was not a common trait.

He either treated his opponents seriously or completely underestimated them—there were only these two attitudes.

However, as one of the top three War Kings of China and the infamous “Iron Fist” among them, even in the whole of China, there were few who dared to clash fists directly with him.

Ye Tianchen was skilled, Cang Lang knew that.

But he didn’t expect Ye Tianchen to be strong enough to exchange blows with him.

It seemed he had somewhat underestimated this young man.

Ye Tianchen was also rather astonished as he looked at Cang Lang; he felt his right hand a bit numb, numb to the point of pain.

It was even more painful than when he had fought Eshi Shabi, who was nicknamed “the King of Violence,” in Chick Town.

Indeed, Cang Lang lived up to his reputation as one of the three War Kings of China; his fame was well deserved.

The three War Kings of China had considerable reputations internationally, so when Ye Tianchen caused a huge disturbance in Washington, all sides in the M country were speculating whether one of China’s War Kings had arrived.

Although among the three War Kings, there might not necessarily be a superpower user with extraordinary abilities, Cang Lang and Yan Long were both experts from Ancient Martial Sects and had even reached the level of a master.

Cang Lang specialized in fierce Inner Strength, which is why Ye Tianchen was so surprised that he could take a punch from him.

“You’ve got a pretty solid fist.

How about we go a few rounds?” Ye Tianchen’s War Blood began to burn inside him, and he asked with a mischievous smile.

However, at that moment, Cang Lang stopped and, with his hands clasped behind his back, spoke indifferently, “Come with me to meet Elder Yang.

I will definitely beat you to a pulp.”

“Agreed!”

This time, Ye Tianchen quickly agreed with Cang Lang and got into the military off-road vehicle Cang Lang had driven.

He genuinely wanted to fight Cang Lang to test the strength of one of the three great War Kings of China.

From that single punch earlier, he had somewhat gauged that Cang Lang’s abilities were definitely above Eshi Shabi’s, and perhaps even comparable to Thomas’s.

It seemed that defeating Cang Lang might be very difficult.

Back when he fought Thomas, this superpower user of the Water Element was very strong.

If not for Ye Tianchen being able to use Earth Element superpower skill, he might be dead by now.

By the same token, if Ye Tianchen wanted to kill Thomas, even if it didn’t kill him, it would inflict severe injuries, as his current King-level superpower realm made it impossible to easily take down Thomas, whose superpower realm was likely around King-level as well.

Sitting in the vehicle, Ye Tianchen was holding a can of cola and a loaf of bread, drinking and eating heartily, which left Cang Lang, the driver, quite speechless.

Driving through the streets of Beijing City in a military off-road vehicle, Ye Tianchen knew how to enjoy himself.

With Cang Lang, one of China’s three War Kings, as his driver, he even indulged in bread and cola inside the vehicle.

If Elder Yang hadn’t personally asked to see Ye Tianchen, Cang Lang wouldn’t have bothered picking this guy up.

“I’m warning you, kid, when you see Elder Yang, behave yourself and don’t act recklessly,” Cang Lang said seriously to Ye Tianchen.

“That’s my business.

Before that, you focus on being a good driver.

Afterward, unleash all your fighting power and battle with me; let me see how formidable one of the three great War Kings of China really is!” Ye Tianchen said nonchalantly, giving Cang Lang a glance.

“I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it, kid.

You just got back to the country and you’re already looking like a panda.

It won’t be good for you to go back to your parents like that, huh?” Cang Lang said with a smile.

“What’s there to be afraid of?

Even if I turned into a panda, I’d still be more handsome than you!” Ye Tianchen looked at Cang Lang disdainfully and retorted.

Actually, Cang Lang was not a talkative person.

He was very serious in the army and at work, and even in his daily life, he rarely spoke.

It was just that Ye Tianchen, this kid, made him feel something strange.

Back in the military, Iron Hammer said this kid was very strong, and Han Jie said that Ye Tianchen single-handedly killed all the elite members of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group.

Those claims had seemed incredible to Cang Lang.

Moreover, after Liu Rumei and others had returned to the country, they reported to Elder Yang about the mission to exchange secret data in the M country, and Cang Lang naturally got to know about it as well.

From the moment the helicopter landed in the outskirts of Washington, to when Liu Rumei and the others completed the mission and returned home, while Ye Tianchen continued to stir up trouble in Washington, going to the White House wanting to ask Hei Bama for a meal, Liu Rumei reported everything to Yang Yi meticulously.

Ye Tianchen single-handedly wiping out the Blood Demon Mercenary Group, killing nine members of the M country’s Superpower Special Agent Team, including the deputy leader Eshi Shabi, and causing a ruckus at the White House—any one of these feats, if mentioned, would certainly shock the world, and it also indirectly reflected Ye Tianchen’s exceptional combat capabilities, which made Cang Lang very eager to gauge just how strong Ye Tianchen was.

It must be said that the roads in Capital City were really congested.

After an hour, Ye Tianchen almost fell asleep before they finally arrived at Yang Yi’s office.

Getting out of the car, Ye Tianchen looked at the three-story building before him; it wasn’t very luxurious.

Four armed soldiers stood at the front, and there were camouflaged soldiers around the building.

Ye Tianchen’s first impression was that these soldiers were all experts, each of them top-notch.

“Come on, what are you still staring at?

Scared?” Cang Lang saw Ye Tianchen standing still and couldn’t help asking.

“No, I was just thinking that such lax security—if a few strong experts from the M country came over, it might not hold.

Your handling of things really isn’t reassuring!” Ye Tianchen said with a serious tone, as if criticizing Cang Lang and others.

“You little…

you just wait, once you come out later, I’ll make sure you end up with two black eyes!”

Cang Lang was so angry he was beyond words and no longer paid attention to Ye Tianchen, heading into the building first.

(To be continued.

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