Chapter 494 Thor's Subjugation

Registered martial artists are automatically included in the Martial Arts Management Bureau's staff, and one of their benefits is being allocated a detached villa.

In the Sunshine Community next to Mingyue Community, two small buildings standing side by side became their new home.

"One building is enough." Chung Shih-chieh looked around with a smile.

"Dad, I want to live alone," Chung Kwok-hung said.

"Sure. We'll stay in this building, and the one next door is yours." Chung Shih-chieh readily agreed.

The villas in Sunshine Community are also divided into different grades. The ones they were allocated were the most basic type, occupying only a little over 300 square meters.

There was no other way—my parents were nearly forty-five, and their combat strength had just reached the threshold of intermediate warrior.

"Once I graduate from high school, I'll definitely be able to move into a big house of a thousand square meters." Chung Kwok-hung raised his chin.

We tidied up the house and moved into our new home.

After a good night's sleep, Chung Kwok-hung went to school as usual the next morning.

"Brother Hong, I heard your parents have become martial artists?" Liu Ting asked, leaning closer.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Brother Hong, my birthday is on the 3rd of next month..." Her eyes were bright, and her tone was tentative.

"Okay," he replied readily.

On my way home from school, someone blocked my way.

"Zhong Guohong?" Zhang Zehu's voice was cold and hard.

"Is something the matter?" he asked calmly.

"Leave your life behind," Zhang Zehu uttered with unwavering resolve.

"Can't you leave one hand?" he countered.

"No way." Before the other party finished speaking, his fist had already shot out—a martial artist killing an ordinary person would only require paying some compensation.

Chung Kwok-hung neither dodged nor avoided, but stepped forward and threw a punch.

The figure soared into the air, flying more than ten meters before crashing heavily into a roadside flowerbed.

"I told you to hold back, but I'll spare your life."

Without even glancing at the corpse on the ground, he flashed and headed straight for the Zhang family.

A man should keep his word; if he promises something, he should do it.

If you don't pull the weeds out by the roots, they'll grow wildly again in the spring.

Tired of being repeatedly pestered, Chung Kwok-hung decided this time to get rid of the problem once and for all.

The Zhang family's gates were wide open. He entered, made his move, and then withdrew—Zhang Haobai fell, and Zhang Zelong fell too…

Not long after I returned to Sunshine Community, the Tiger Tooth Squad came knocking on my door.

Private fights are strictly prohibited among martial artists. Rules are made by people, and naturally, some people dare to step on them.

If Zhang Zehu wanted to take his life, would Zhong Guohong obediently give up his life?

The Tiger Tooth Squad arrived aggressively, but Zhong Guohong swiftly struck, taking them all down with a single move—the team crumbled on the spot.

Half an hour later, the people from Thunder Martial Arts School arrived, as did the people from the Martial Arts Management Bureau.

More than 90% of the members of the Tiger Fang Squad belong to the Thunder Martial Arts School.

From an emotional standpoint, they should be protected; from a rational standpoint, they should be supported.

Chung Kwok-hung's parents both work for the Armed Forces Administration, so it was only natural for the Armed Forces Administration to step in.

"Fifty billion in compensation, ten years in prison. Not a word less, and you're out of the loop." Wang Heng's voice was as firm as iron, brooking no argument.

Li Zhenshan, the head of the Yangzhou Armed Forces Management Bureau, forced himself to speak: "There was a reason for this, and Zhong Guohong is not at fault."

Wang Heng is the head of the Thunder Martial Arts Academy headquarters. He is highly skilled and wields great power.

The founder of the Thunder Martial Arts School is Thor, who is ranked second on Earth's combat power list.

Even the Martial Arts Management Bureau dared not underestimate the Thunder Martial Arts School.

"Zhang Haobai's employee broke my right hand, so I retorted by breaking both of his arms. Was that a legitimate move?"

"Zhang Zehu personally threatened to kill me. If I strike first to eliminate the threat, wouldn't that be considered self-defense?"

"The Tiger Tooth Squad broke into my house armed and their murderous intent was obvious. Was it reasonable for me to kill them without hesitation?"

Chung Kwok-hung stared directly at the group from the Thunder Martial Arts School, his words clear and sharp.

"Private fights are strictly prohibited among martial artists," Wang Heng said coldly.

"I'm sorry, I haven't participated in the martial arts assessment yet, and I'm not even a martial artist right now," Zhong Guohong answered frankly and without hesitation.

"Smooth-talking people will only bring about their own destruction." Before Wang Heng finished speaking, his fist had already struck the air.

"Watch out!" Chung Shih-chieh instinctively lunged forward to block, but he couldn't even catch a glimpse of the afterimage.

"Stop!" Li Zhenshan shouted.

"Looking for death?" Chung Kwok-hung didn't retreat but met the attack head-on, his figure flashing as his palm wind arrived.

The fifth level of the Dragon Elephant Imperishable Technique allows one's divine sense to extend over a thousand meters.

Within this realm, the movements of cultivators at the Hengxing level were as slow as walking, but he moved as fast as a streak of light.

When teleportation is unleashed, it covers a radius of a thousand meters, and its speed surpasses that of a realm lord.

Ordinary cultivators can only hope to comprehend teleportation once they reach the Immortal Realm.

Many immortals, however, never attain this understanding in their entire lives.

Even without teleportation, his reaction and movement techniques, based solely on the range of his divine sense, far surpass those of a Hengxing level.

With a single, solid palm strike, Wang Heng coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground, whereupon he remained lifeless.

"Mediocrity in ability, but a big ego." Chung Kwok-hung sneered indifferently.

"You...you really killed Manager Wang?" Li Zhenshan's pupils shrank suddenly.

"He attacked first, and I retaliated. What's wrong with that?" Chung Kwok-hung's lips curled up slightly.

"Do you know he's a beginner-level War God?" Li Zhenshan asked in a low voice.

"A beginner-level War God?" Zhong Shijie was stunned.

"Wang Heng, the head of the Thunder Martial Arts Academy and a beginner-level War God," Li Zhenshan slowly uttered.

"Guohong, what exactly is your cultivation level?" Zhong Shijie asked in a low voice.

"Slightly higher than him." Chung Kwok-hung said calmly.

"To kill a beginner-level War God in one move, one must be at least a mid-level War God." Li Zhenshan was shocked.

Seeing Master Wang's body lying there, the Thunder Martial Arts School's entourage hurriedly gathered up the body and turned to leave—survival was the priority.

Collecting debts for Wang Heng? Someone of a higher rank will take that task.

Two hours later, Zhong Guohong was officially appointed as an advisor to the Jiangnan Martial Arts Management Bureau.

In addition to a generous monthly salary, he also receives a detached villa covering an area of ​​over 1,800 square meters.

I only wanted to cultivate myself in silence, but things in this world are often beyond my control.

Pulling out the radish brought out the mud. Unwilling to bow his head and endure humiliation, he ended up killing Wang Heng of the Thunder Martial Arts School with a single palm strike.

In the American universe, he is the emperor of the Rising Sun Empire, who personally wiped out dozens of alien civilizations.

Wang Heng launched a sudden attack, which he saw as nothing more than a routine test, but his move was a fatal blow.

If Thor himself were to attack? He would kill him without hesitation, showing no mercy.

After dealing with his parents' persistent questions, Chung Kwok-hung moved into the new house granted to him by the Armed Forces Management Bureau.

The three little white dogs had already taken cover and were secretly protecting their father, mother, and younger brother, ensuring the safety of their family without any mishaps.

Stepping into his new home, he took out the solidified chaotic power, absorbed and refined it in one go.

"The Golden Core is complete, but the physical body is still a bit weak. Once the Dragon Elephant Undying Technique reaches the tenth level, I will break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

The next morning, people from the Thunder Martial Arts School came to their door to demand an explanation.

Chung Kwok-hung has always believed in breaking the deadlock with force—he killed two high-ranking war gods on the spot.

Thor himself came to the door at 3 p.m. that day.

If Lin hadn't intervened, Thor would not have escaped death either.

The teleportation technique combined with the hidden force of the Ninefold Thunder Blade is something even a star-level expert cannot withstand, let alone a planet-level expert.

This hidden force is unlike that of ordinary Chinese martial arts: it is layered and concealed, with a continuous force like a surging tide; while the hidden force of traditional Chinese martial arts is more yin and soft, focusing on the external tendons and internal organs, invisible and traceless, catching people off guard.

"Lin, Lei Dian Martial Arts School, and the Martial Arts Management Bureau will not reveal my background. It's fine if my family knows."

That afternoon, Zhong Guohong prepared a gift and went to Liu Ting's birthday banquet.