Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain-Chapter 1025 - 1024

Zhao Kuo was also fuming with rage, and at the moment, he actually put forward this request.

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong was even more amused. He laughingly said, "Lin Tianliang isn’t qualified to fight me, let alone you."

"Hmph, just admit you’re scared! What, are you afraid to act because we’re in the War Department? Worried that if you hit me, you’ll offend my grandpa, who’s about to become the acting War God?" Zhao Kuo reasoned this way.

Lin Dong laughed even more, "I keep telling you, stop acknowledging random people as your grandpa!"

Zhao Kuo wanted to say something else, but at that moment, Tang Jun spoke up:

"Zhao Kuo, you want a fair one-on-one fight, right? I’ll do it, I’ll fight you!"

Hearing Tang Jun’s words, Zhao Kuo couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "You, the loser of my hands, are you sure? Have you forgotten that every time you sparred with me in the past, you lost to me?"

"My Sanda level now is even more powerful than before!"

"I’m no longer the person I was before. I’ve been training with the War Department for so long, and Brother Dongzi even taught me new training techniques, improving my strength. Now, in our duel, it’s not yet known who will win or lose," Tang Jun said loudly, clenching his fists.

"Hahaha... That’s hilarious. You, an Ordinary Soldier of the War Department, think you can beat me, the Sanda champion of a Foreign State?"

His words made many soldiers around him frown, looking angrily at him.

Even Lin Tianliang, who was standing next to him, was somewhat dissatisfied.

Though he had resigned from the War Department, he still didn’t want to hear someone belittling War Soldiers.

Zhao Kuo also realized that he had misspoken and explained,

"I’m only talking about the Ordinary Soldiers of the War Department. For an Elite warrior like you, Brother Liang, or a Divine General, of course you’re more formidable than a Sanda champion. I don’t mean to look down on someone like Tang Jun. I’m just speaking the truth."

Tang Jun’s fists clenched, and his face reddened with the humiliation of being underestimated.

At the moment, Lin Dong suddenly stared intently at Zhao Kuo, who felt as cold as if he were in a Thousand-year Ice Cellar under his gaze.

"Do you realize, Zhao Kuo, the Peaceful Prosperous World that you keep talking about is protected by ordinary soldiers like Tang Jun, who train tirelessly day and night!"

"They spend days you don’t see, monotonously practicing every punch, running drills day after day, all for the sake of guarding this land of peace against potential wars..."

"Perhaps to someone like you, in the Peace Era, such training seems mundane. But do you know how many people like him Our Dragon Country loses every year, even during this seemingly peaceful time?"

"Let me tell you an official number: it’s over five thousand people! For the real number, go ask your grandpa..."

"And this is just what you consider the Peace Era. So, how did we arrive at this Peaceful Prosperous World?"

"It was bought with the flesh and blood of countless martyrs during a chaotic War Era! Do you know how many ordinary soldiers were sacrificed during the wars?"

"I’ll tell you, just the recorded martyrs number three million seven hundred thousand!!!

"And behind them, there lie countless Nameless Monuments! Countless unnamed warriors!"

"Zhao Kuo, oh Zhao Kuo, the peace you now enjoy is precisely because countless ordinary soldiers like Tang Jun have struggled to bring forth this prosperous era."

"You haven’t experienced such cruelty, and that’s your good fortune. You haven’t seen such cruelty because others have shouldered it all for you..."

"Yet now, you compare those so-called Sanda champions you’ve encountered overseas with these soldiers, which is an insult to them!!!"

After Lin Dong finished his speech, the eyes of the soldiers present were all tinged with red.

Indeed, many even began to doubt themselves. The monotonous training day after day, did it really mean anything?

But having heard Lin Dong’s words, they all understood, it mattered!

Their every fist, every kick, constituted the strength of Dragon Country!

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Zhao Kuo, listening to these words, was still scornful inside.

"I’m talking about a duel, why bring up all this?" Zhao Kuo said, then turned to Tang Jun.

"Tang Jun, let’s do this. Let’s see if an Ordinary Soldier of the Dragon Country War Department is more formidable, or if I, who’ve won the Sanda championship in a Foreign State, am!"

Tang Jun roared, "Come on!"

"Boom!" He gathered his full force and punched towards Zhao Kuo.

This punch represented twelve years of his training in the War Department. It was forged through punch after punch, step after step!

And also, it was powered by Lin Dong’s One-day Body Refining Technique!

The twelve years of accumulated strength from the War Department was his foundation, and the technique Lin Dong taught was the key to unlocking that power.

At this moment, he hurled his punch at Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo, meanwhile, deployed a flashy Sanda flying side kick!

With the momentum of a running start, he leapt, his right leg swinging in a side kick aimed at Tang Jun.

"Boom!"

Tang Jun’s punch collided with Zhao Kuo’s flying side kick.

"Pfft!"

Upon impact, Zhao Kuo’s body was sent flying more than a dozen meters away.

He was smashed away by Tang Jun’s punch!

"Bang!"

Zhao Kuo traced an arc through the air, tumbling to the ground like a dead dog.

This one-on-one fight between Tang Jun, an Ordinary Soldier of Dragon Country, and Zhao Kuo, the Sanda champion of a Foreign State...

Tang Jun,

emerged victorious!!!

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