After all, he was one of the Five Tiger Generals, and he was a very famous figure in the major military regions back then.
Even though he has lived a life of luxury all these years, Chen Zhengyi's strength should not be underestimated.
He simply dodged and moved about, avoiding a direct confrontation with Zeus.
After several punches missed their mark, Zeus became enraged. He extended his thumb downwards and uttered three words: "Coward."
Chen Zhengyi's pupils contracted, instantly filled with killing intent. At this moment, his aura suddenly changed, transforming him from a shrewd and calculating superior into a war god who had once been decisive and ruthless on the battlefield.
Phew, Zeus successfully provoked the other party, and he showed no mercy, throwing a punch at Chen Zhengyi.
This time, Chen Zhengyi didn't dodge. He met Zeus's fist head-on. Crack! Zeus screamed as his fist deformed and broke.
Since he was going to make a move, he was going to use a killing move. Chen Zhengyi leaped up, twisted his hands together, and snapped Zeus's hands off.
He then lowered his breath, punched Zeus in the chest, and unleashed a flurry of attacks.
Zeus lay on the ground, covered in blood, and judging from his limp appearance, he was probably already dead.
The referee was already stunned. He stood in the octagon, at a loss, watching Chen Zhengyi continue to unleash his furious attacks, but he didn't dare to go forward and stop him.
Because Chen Zhengyi has long since become a wild beast.
Finally, Chen Zhengyi stopped. He reached out and tore off his boxing gloves, glancing at Zeus, who was already dead: "This is the boxing champion? Don't bring this kind of trash over again."
"Yes, yes..." The person in charge turned pale with fright.
In contrast, Zeus had no intact bones left on his body. His body, which weighed over 200 pounds, was now lying limply on the ground, like a bag of waterlogged cotton.
Chen Jin waved his hand, and immediately someone stepped forward and dragged Zeus's corpse away.
"Find a few more boxers." Chen Zhengyi was still somewhat unsatisfied; the anger in his chest had not yet been fully released.
"This..." The person in charge was dumbfounded. Zeus had been beaten so badly, who would dare to go up?
Just then, a voice came over: "Hehe, Chen Zhengyi, after all these years, your temper still hasn't changed? How about this, let's have a little practice?"
"Cheng Liang?" Chen Zhengyi raised his head, a deep look flashing in his eyes.
Sure enough, Cheng Liang strode in, his posture upright, his old injuries clearly healed.
"Weren't you paralyzed? How come you can still stand up now?" Chen Zhengyi stared coldly at Cheng Liang, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"What's this little injury to my nephew?" Cheng Liang sneered, and then Ye Xingchen walked in as well.
"Ye Xingchen? You healed Cheng Liang's injury?" Chen Zhengyi immediately understood.
Cheng Liang's injuries were indeed quite serious, but what did these injuries mean to Ye Xingchen?
After all, his unpredictable medical skills can even bring the dead back to life, so saving a paralyzed person is nothing, right?
“That’s right, I healed Uncle Cheng’s injuries.” Ye Xingchen nodded.
"You said you would cure my son." A flash of anger crossed Chen Zhengyi's eyes. "Why did you break your promise?"
"I didn't break my promise. I really did cure him." Ye Xingchen spread his hands, looking completely innocent.
"But what has he become now?" Chen Zhengyi was furious. Chen Hao was better now, but he was only interested in men. When he met a woman, his thing was no different from a eunuch.
Is this what you call cured? She wanted a son to carry on the family line, not for homosexual acts.
"Oh, so he's interested in men now, because the Nine-Root Grass has this side effect." Ye Xingchen then pretended to suddenly realize something. "But it's not my fault, I really did cure him."
"However, that's how things are in the world. For every thing that goes in and out, there's a small price to pay for what he's grown."
"You call this a small price to pay?" Chen Zhengyi roared.
"Alright, Chen Zhengyi, Xingchen is right. He promised to cure your son, and he really has." Cheng Liang almost burst out laughing. "We haven't seen each other in so long, why don't we have a good chat about life?"
"We really should have a good talk, and maybe even a few drinks. After all, it's a miracle you've recovered," Chen Zhengyi sneered.
“You know better than anyone why I was injured and why I’m now paralyzed.” Cheng Liang stared coldly at Chen Zhengyi: “Chen Zhengyi, do you still remember the oath you swore under the military flag back then?”
"Of course I remember." A hint of longing appeared in the depths of Chen Zhengyi's eyes.
Yes, he also misses that time, because it was the most relaxed and happiest time of his life.
The brothers around me are all brothers I would risk my life for.
Unlike now, he is high above others, possessing unparalleled power and wealth, but he has no one he can trust by his side.
"Then why didn't you suffer any retribution?" Cheng Liang sneered.
“We brothers haven’t seen each other for so many years, can we not talk about these things?” Chen Zhengyi was silent for a moment.
“No, I’m not worthy.” Cheng Liang shook his head: “I’m not qualified to be Chen Zhengyi’s brother.”
"Who are you? The future head of the Chen family, high above and with unparalleled power. And those who were once your brothers are either dead, injured, missing, or left in despair. None of them have a good ending."
"Did you come here today just to make these sarcastic remarks to me?" Chen Zhengyi stared at Cheng Liang, then suddenly laughed: "There's no need for that."
"Of course, it's not just to make sarcastic remarks to you." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and said, "I'm here to have a friendly exchange with you."
"You've just recovered, it's not appropriate for you to spar with me," Chen Zhengyi said calmly. "Let's do it another day, when you've fully recovered."
“No need to reschedule, today is fine.” Cheng Liang leaped up, easily flipped over the octagonal cage, and landed steadily in front of Chen Zhengyi.
"It seems you've recovered quite well." Chen Zhengyi was taken aback. Cheng Liang was agile, and it seemed his injuries were completely healed.
"It's quite good. I haven't been able to find someone to stretch my muscles since I came out." Cheng Liang cracked his wrists, making a snapping sound. "We haven't seen each other for quite a while, so I'll just have you. I wonder if Master Chen would do me the honor of giving me some pointers?"
"Okay." Chen Zhengyi waved his hand, and someone else brought over boxing gloves.
"We won't use this. We won't wear any protective gear today; we'll fight to the death," Cheng Liang said grimly.
Chen Zhengyi paused, then threw his boxing gloves back and shouted in a deep voice, "Listen up, everyone, no one is allowed to step forward to help."
"Yes." Chen Jin waved his hand, dismissing everyone.
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