God-Level Special Forces Soldier Chapter 79

In the arena, Li Zailong was shouting "Huaxia pigs" again and again.

His exceedingly arrogant expression deeply irritated everyone’s nerves present.

Everyone was so angry their eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging, wishing they could insult his ancestors up to eighteen generations.

However, not a single person dared to step up and challenge him.

The opponent’s strength was just too formidable, even the highly anticipated Lin Haofei couldn’t withstand a single move from him, let alone them?

Seeing this, Li Zailong’s arrogance became even more rampant.

With his nostrils pointed to the sky, he swept his gaze around and spoke with a tone of disdain, "Huaxia martial arts is garbage, only our Korean Taekwondo is the world’s strongest martial art! You know, a bunch of East Asian disease..."

Whiz—

Smack!

Before Li Zailong could finish speaking, suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

A moment later.

"Who the hell threw trash?"

No one reacted until they heard Li Zailong roaring furiously.

Quickly looking towards him, they saw a clear footprint on his face, and a stinky shoe lying at his feet.

"What just happened?" Many people widened their eyes, completely unaware of what had happened, hurriedly asking those beside them.

"I don’t know, I only saw a shadow flying rapidly towards Li Zailong, could it be that shoe?"

"Haha, that shoe was thrown with precision, but who threw it?"

Seeing Li Zailong embarrassed, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd.

"Damn, which bastard threw it? Stand up now and see if I don’t break your legs!"

Li Zailong was furious with shame, searching carefully within the crowd, his eyes red as if they were going to bleed.

"No need to look around, I’m right here."

Just when everyone was puzzled, a lazy voice sounded.

Immediately afterward, they all saw a slightly slim young man with his hands in his pockets slowly walking towards the stage.

"Kid, did you throw this shoe?" Gazing at the figure approaching, Li Zailong’s eyes were bloodshot.

"That’s right, it was me."

Xiao Tian looked at him with a playful smile and said, "Are you blind or what, didn’t you see your grandpa here only has one shoe on?

Well, it’s no wonder, with squinty eyes like yours, you Koreans are naturally poor-sighted."

Boom!

With this remark, the whole place burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... Naturally poor-sighted Koreans, well said!"

"Even though we lost in terms of strength, we finally got back a bit of pride with words, at least it eased some anger!"

"Hey, isn’t this the guy who was standing at the door laughing at us earlier? Yaoyao, he seems to be with you, right?"

Someone asked Le Yaoyao.

"Yes, he’s my uncle." Le Yaoyao nodded.

"Yaoyao, quickly get your uncle away, although he had his fun talking, that Li Zailong is not easy to deal with!"

"Don’t worry, it’s fine, the real show is yet to come!" Le Yaoyao smiled mysteriously, turning her gaze towards the center of the arena.

At this moment, all the Taekwondo Club members were extremely furious, the kid who appeared out of nowhere dared to publicly insult them with squinty eyes and poor eyesight, how could they tolerate this?

Jin Zaizhong’s face was especially gloomy because his small eyes were particularly noticeable, almost like slits.

Once, a beloved girl disliked his small eyes and ran off with another man.

It’s a pain he can never erase from his heart.

Unintentionally said, but intentionally heard. Xiao Tian’s words were like a tenfold blow to him, making his anger surge.

He gritted his teeth and instructed Li Zailong, "VP, this kid is audacious and must be severely punished! I have only one request for you, use all your strength, don’t hold back!"

"Rest assured, president, I know what to do!" Li Zailong was already on the verge of exploding, with Jin Zaizhong’s permission, he became even more reckless.

He secretly vowed to thoroughly break all the bones of the person in front of him!

Boom!

With a strong push of his feet, Li Zailong dashed madly towards Xiao Tian, then lifted his right leg high and slammed it down hard.

"Ah, it’s that move again!" The crowd gasped in amazement, none dared to watch the following scene.

Previously, Lin Haofei lost precisely because of this move, even if they haven’t experienced it firsthand, they could feel just how terrifying Li Zailong’s kick was!

However, the imagined scene did not occur.

Just as Xiao Tian was about to be kicked, he somehow managed to shake his body and easily dodged it.

"What?!" Li Zailong was also stunned, completely unexpected that his certain hit move was so effortlessly dodged by the opponent.

"Hmph, must be luck!" Li Zailong gritted his teeth fiercely, using his fists and kicks, exerting all his strength, crazily attacking Xiao Tian.

His fists were faster and faster, his legs heavier and heavier, yet after more than ten rounds, he hadn’t touched a single hair on the opponent.

Only now did he finally realize the person before him was absolutely a hidden expert, extremely strong.

"Must quickly settle this with overwhelming force!" Li Zailong, worthy of being a seasoned Taekwondo expert, experienced, with keen insight, quickly realized both sides’ strengths and weaknesses.

In his view, his strength could completely crush the opponent, the opponent was just a bit more agile than he was.

As long as I hit him once, he won’t be able to stand up again.

Thinking of this, Li Zailong roared angrily towards the sky, increasing his speed to the utmost.

In an instant, the whole stage was filled with his punching winds and leg shadows.

However, even though he expended most of his energy, the result was still the same as before: every punch missed and every kick went astray, failing to hit his opponent.

"Da...damn it!" Li Zailong was furious, beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Xiao Tian showed a sly smile and said, "Enough playing around, it’s time for me to shine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his entire aura changed dramatically. Swiftly, he picked something up from the ground and then flung it with a backhand motion.

Slap!

A loud smack echoed through the air.

It was that stinky shoe again!

This time, the crowd finally saw it clearly, their mouths agape, staring in disbelief at the lean figure in the center of the stage.

Xiao Tian was holding the stinky shoe, relentlessly slapping it across Li Zailong’s face.

Immediately, the continuous "crackling" sounds filled the air.

Listening closely, the sounds even carried a certain melody and rhythm, evoking a sense of familiarity.

"Ah, it sounds like the national anthem!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

This exclamation immediately drew everyone’s attention, and they all perked up their ears to listen carefully.

A moment later, the crowd erupted into frenzied cheers.

Because they recognized it, those slapping sounds, indeed, were Huaxia’s national anthem, "March of the Volunteers," a tune familiar from childhood.

Boom!

The atmosphere in the arena became incredibly heated, and as Xiao Tian’s movements sped up, everyone spontaneously chanted, "Arise, arise, arise..."

Three calls of "arise" marked the climax of the national anthem.

Just as everyone was about to continue singing, the slapping sounds abruptly stopped.

Looking again, the mighty Li Zailong had already fallen headfirst onto the ground, unconscious.

His entire face was completely swollen like a pig’s head.

After a brief silence.

The crowd erupted into unparalleled applause and cheers, as all the Martial Arts Club members rushed onto the stage, surrounding their hero—Xiao Tian, tightly in the center.

"Hahaha... Boss, you’re truly amazing! Playing the national anthem with a stinky shoe, it’s the most wonderful music I’ve ever heard in my life!"

"Yeah, yeah, Master, please accept my knees, I want to become your disciple!"

"Wow, so handsome! Handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend? I can do laundry and cook, and tidy up the bed. I’m a lady in public and a gentlewoman at home!"

"Hubby, let’s date, let’s meet up, let’s become one!"

"..."

The entire Martial Arts Club, regardless of gender, surrounded Xiao Tian, showering him with all kinds of praise and admiration.

Being worshipped like a major celebrity, Xiao Tian beamed with joy; this feeling was absolutely exhilarating.

In stark contrast to the Martial Arts Club, all the Taekwondo Club members were screaming in rage.

They couldn’t understand how the situation had completely reversed so suddenly.

Wasn’t the passionate celebration supposed to belong to them?

"Please, President, represent us and bring glory to South Korea!" someone finally couldn’t take it anymore and said to Jin Zaizhong.

"Yes, yes, President, we request you to step in and teach that Huaxia kid a lesson, to avenge the vice-president!"

"Please, President, make a move and wash away this humiliation!"

Once one person spoke up, a second and a third followed...

For a moment, all the Taekwondo Club members were filled with resentment, demanding Jin Zaizhong step up personally to restore their honor.

Jin Zaizhong’s face twitched slightly, a sense of dread filling his heart.

He knew Li Zailong’s strength very well; the latter was one of the top fighters in the entire South Korean Taekwondo scene.

However, in the hands of this mysterious kid, Li Zailong couldn’t even withstand a single move, being beaten helplessly with a stinky shoe.

Jin Zaizhong knew he absolutely couldn’t accomplish that.

It was already clear; this kid was not simple!

If he could, Jin Zaizhong really wanted to flee from here as quickly as possible.

But he knew that was impossible.

If he fled and avoided the fight in such a situation, how could he hold his head high in the future?

Even returning to Korea later would make him the laughingstock, scorned by everyone, unable to ever lift his head again!

Thinking of this, Jin Zaizhong steeled himself and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don’t worry, everyone, I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

With that, he pushed his way through the crowd and walked towards Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian naturally noticed the movement on their side, parted the crowd, and looked at the approaching Jin Zaizhong, his mouth full of a smile, and said:

"Squinty-eyed brother, could it be you want to taste the flavor of my shoe too? Just right, the national anthem wasn’t finished just now."

With that said, a tattered, stinky shoe appeared in his hand.