And he had always felt that these "kids" hadn't seen much of the world; as long as he overpowered them with his presence, they wouldn't dare to fight back.
But he had misjudged Chen Gu. The "world" Chen Gu had experienced was far beyond Zheng Zhixing's imagination. Moreover, Chen Gu was furious at Zheng Zhixing's inexplicable insistence on forcing the warriors to advance at the risk of their lives—how could he possibly not retaliate?
Zheng Zhixing was a seasoned military man. Although he came from a staff background, his physical training scores were quite impressive. An ordinary student would indeed have been no match for him.
But this time, he picked the wrong person. Chen Gu grabbed his wrist, twisted it, and brought Zheng Zhixing to the ground. Then, Chen Gu twisted his body, pressed his knee against Zheng Zhixing's neck, and delivered two sharp slaps.
SLAP! SLAP!
