Chapter 100: Lei Qing Fights Xianyu Bao Bare-handed

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Lei Qing was speechless for a moment, instantly feeling miserable. The corner of his mouth twitched as he whispered: “Grandma, settle down a bit. You are a young lady from a noble family, you need to be a bit more reserved. Can you stop causing trouble?”

“Hey, hey, Lei Qing, what do you mean by that? So you’re saying my good intentions are just causing trouble for you, right?” Li Baobao’s beautiful eyes contained a murderous look, clearly angered by the laughter of that group of soldiers and squad leaders: “I know you committed an offense and ran to the Iron Cavalry Regiment for refuge, feeling inferior yourself, and didn’t want to leave an overbearing impression right after arriving, but you don’t have to endure it to this extent, right? Your opponent has no ability, instigating a group of little soldier eggs to bully you. Anyway, I don’t like what I see. Take off your clothes, let them see your glory. Don’t think having a few small scars is anything impressive.”

Li Baobao gave off a very loyal feeling, even though she and Lei Qing still had many conflicts. But those belonged to internal conflicts. Now, with an external enemy bullying them at their door, they naturally had to unite against the outsider.

“That wouldn’t be good, would it?” Lei Qing’s entire face turned bitter.

“I tell you to strip, so you strip. What are you being so wishy-washy for, as a grown man?” Li Baobao was quite angry, speaking with righteous indignation: “If you don’t strip, I’ll help you strip. Anyway, I’ve seen it more than once or twice already.” Saying that, she directly reached out to pull Lei Qing’s cape.

Not far away, the two leaders, Mad Blade Xiahou Huan and Little Spear Saint Qin Wei, who were watching the show, looked at each other. Although they had long seen that the relationship between them didn’t seem to be a simple kidnapper and victim relationship. But for it to have developed to this step, it was truly somewhat beyond their expectations.

If this matter was handled well, it would be fine, but if handled poorly, it might bring huge trouble to the Iron Cavalry Regiment. On the contrary, the strategist Mr. Gongsun’s eyes lit up, and he pulled Xiahou Huan and Qin Wei to whisper together.

“Alright, alright, don’t pull.” Lei Qing hurriedly slapped away her roaming hand: “I’ll take it off myself. There are so many people here, please be a bit reserved and maintain your reputation.”

Sure enough, countless people revealed knowing and extremely admiring looks. Li Baobao was just overly excited because Lei Qing was being bullied. Immediately, her face turned red, and she hurriedly said: “Forget it, forget it, you’d better not strip.”

“Uh, you tell me to strip so I strip? You tell me not to strip so I don’t strip, what do you take me for?” Lei Qing yanked his cape off and tossed it into Li Baobao’s hands, then turned to coldly stare at those bare-chested fierce soldiers. In a few quick moves, he took off his outer garment and inner armor. He revealed a body that was already somewhat bronze-colored, with extremely sturdy muscles, streamlined and nearly perfect in shape.

But what was shocking was that the hideous scars on his body displayed his experiences of bloody battles time and time again. Many scars were fatal; with slightly bad luck, he would have gone to see the King of Hell. Everyone was an expert; seeing those scars, they knew Lei Qing had experienced life and death many times. One could say he was completely a man who had struggled to climb up from the death line.

Those few elite regiment fierce soldiers who had previously mocked Lei Qing as a pretty boy instantly lost their spirit. While shocked, their steps even softened a bit.

At this moment, he didn’t have the slightest trace of a gentle, modest young master’s appearance. His eyes were proud and cold, looking with disdain at that group of fierce soldiers. As a Silver-rank powerhouse, his aura was fully displayed. He domineeringly and ruthlessly condensed a burst of killing intent and pressed it towards them.

Lei Qing came from a family of soldiers for generations; his ancestors were all generals. He had seen and heard military matters since childhood and knew them clearly. Some soldiers, especially the stronger ones, had pride. To subdue them, to make them respect and fear you, preaching morals and articles to them would be useless, and would only invite ridicule.

The only thing to do was to use fists, use strength, to ruthlessly crush all the thorns. Just now, Lei Qing indeed didn’t want to show off too much as a newcomer.

But he almost forgot that although the Iron Cavalry Regiment was an organization, it was more of an army. To stand out and have a foothold in the army, relying on nepotism would absolutely be ridiculed. The only way was to display one’s strength without scruples.

If they were fierce, one had to be fiercer. If they were brave, one had to be braver.

“You guys.” Lei Qing extended a finger, pointed at their noses, and coldly shook his head: “No good. Don’t believe it? Come and try.”

“Roar~”

As Black Iron-rank elites of the elite regiment, they were revered wherever they went. They naturally had their own pride and dignity. Even if this person had high status and strong position, one could not easily insult their fierceness and bravery.

Two bare-chested strong men roared and pounced from left and right. Their aura was strong, as if they had the will to kill. Lei Qing, however, did not dodge or flash. The thick Heavenly Thunder Fighting Qi within his body burned up, forming Gang Qi to protect his body. His muscles seemed to bulge; every piece, every strand of muscle seemed to contain destructive power.

Bang bang! Fists smashed onto his shoulders, but Lei Qing only swayed his upper body slightly. Then he gave a cold, cruel smile, grabbed one strong man’s arm and shoulder, directly used the move ‘Overlord Lifts the Cauldron’, lifted him up who weighed one hundred sixty or seventy catties, and heavily threw him out.

The other one’s momentum instantly dropped, but he saw a whip kick sweeping towards his chest. He only had time to block with both hands, but he couldn’t withstand that powerful and swift impact. He was hit until he curled up like a shrimp, flew three feet in the air before falling to the ground.

“You guys are no good.” Lei Qing continued to wave his index finger, coldly provoking: “Better go home early and ask your mother for milk to drink.”

“Ao ao.” The other few bare-armed fierce soldiers, although shocked by Lei Qing’s power and dominance, couldn’t swallow the provocation right to their faces. They roared and rushed up together.

In the army, fighting and brawling were common occurrences; it was a way to maintain blood and courage. Of course, only fists could be used, not knives.

This conflict immediately caused the onlookers to shout cheers. Some helped Lei Qing, some helped them. Clearly, Lei Qing had already won the recognition and respect of some people through his strength and fierceness.

“Bang bang bang~” Lei Qing did not use his excellent movement techniques, but instead burned his Fighting Qi to fill his muscles, surging with a faint Gang Qi. Relying on his own defense, he took the hits head-on, without any fancy moves, punch after punch landing on flesh. A shoulder bump was like an elephant charging and flying one person.

In just a few moments, he had taken three or four punches and seven or eight kicks. Yet all seven or eight opponents in total had already fallen to the ground. Although they could barely struggle to get up, even if they rushed up, they would just be asking for a beating. For a time, they all felt somewhat fearful. That large squad, although there were still over ninety who hadn’t participated, they couldn’t bear the shame of a hundred people besieging one person. With so many people watching, wouldn’t that be disgraceful?

“Cough, cough, Brother Lei indeed has good skills.” Xianyu Bao originally wanted to watch the show, to see how Lei Qing, that young master from a noble family, that pretty boy, would deal with his subordinates’ provocation. At first, he watched quite happily, but unexpectedly, the result was that he, Xianyu Bao, ended up looking disgraceful. At this time, he had to go up and smooth things over, saying with a somewhat red face: “It is my fault for not disciplining my subordinates strictly. Please forgive me, Brother Lei.”

“Xianyu Bao.” Lei Qing, at this point, threw aside his restrained aura and revealed his wild nature. Glancing at him with disdain, he said: “I originally respected you as a figure, didn’t expect you to be this kind of man without responsibility. Your subordinates, because they respect you, love you, stood up for you. And the result? You apologize to the enemy. If you’re a man, hurry over and win one for your subordinates, fight back before talking. What kind of ball is smiling and smoothing things over? Do you think if you smooth things over, I won’t compete with you for the regiment commander position?”

Lei Qing knew very well that in the army, too many cultured people with twisted guts would never be popular. Only those who could fight and withstand, who would stab knives into their ribs for brothers, who valued bravery and loyalty, and showed blood, could have prestige.

His loud shout this time greatly changed the impression the surrounding onlookers had of him. They secretly thought that this kid named Lei Qing was unexpected, actually being this kind of domineering, heroic, and bloody fierce person.

In contrast, Xianyu Bao, being scolded, had a flushed face; it seemed he was indeed in the wrong.

“Good, good.” Xianyu Bao was also provoked into showing his blood. His eyes spewed fire as he stared at Lei Qing: “You want to fight, I’ll accompany you. Mounted combat or foot combat, real swords and guns or a spar? Later, if I hurt you, don’t cry out in pain.”

“Haha, arrogant.” Lei Qing laughed loudly: “Do men still play with fake knives and fake guns? You think this is playing house? Mounted combat or foot combat, as you wish. Let’s make a bet. Later, I’ll let you have three moves. If you can win against me, from now on, I’ll acknowledge you as Big Brother, and I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.”

“Good, then we’ll do mounted combat.” Xianyu Bao appeared rough on the surface, but was actually a delicate thinker. He didn’t stand on ceremony when told he would be let have three moves, and directly shouted: “Someone, bring my beloved horse, carry my weapon here.” And this guy boasted that his ancestors were from the grasslands, and he grew up on horseback since childhood.