Chapter 108: The Third Battle of Ling Tian the Dragon

Inside the room, the sudden appearance of Ling Tian and Song Ziyue startled Liu Zihao and the others. Liu Zihao, who had been busy working on Long Ba, abruptly stopped his actions. Although both Ling Tian and Song Ziyue were dressed as hotel staff, everyone present, except for Long San, recognized them instantly.

Long San was a handsome man, his face flawless like polished jade, his gaze pure, exuding a sacred aura. Ling Tian knew this was the innate temperament of a light-element psychic, reminiscent of the holy angels in Christianity.

However, neither Song Ziyue nor Ling Tian held him in high regard, for Long San was the third-in-command of the Black Dragon Gang, as wicked and ruthless as Long Hun and Long Zhan. If anyone could be considered more villainous, it would be this man—his pure appearance merely a deceptive mask.

Ling Tian was somewhat surprised to see Liu Zihao here. He was familiar with Liu Zihao from prior dealings. Meanwhile, Song Ziyue’s father was the provincial party secretary of H Province, and Liu Zihao’s father was the governor of the same province, so the two had met on multiple occasions in exclusive circles, both far from ordinary men.

“Ling Tian! You really have some nerve!” Liu Zihao shoved Long Ba aside angrily, glaring fiercely at Ling Tian. He never expected Ling Tian to dare follow them here and appear so boldly.

“You’ve got nerve too! I was wondering why the person I beat up earlier suddenly went silent without a trace. Turns out you’ve been colluding with the Black Dragon Gang, plotting to kill me with a borrowed knife!” Ling Tian retorted with a sly smile, mocking him.

Liu Zihao’s presence here indeed took Ling Tian by surprise, but that was good. His enemy had finally stepped out into the open, making it easier to deal with. However, this time Ling Tian didn’t intend to cause a bloodbath. He decided to spare Liu Zihao for now, as wiping out all four here at once might invite serious trouble.

“Ling Tian, since you’re here today, leave your life behind!” Liu Zihao snarled, itching to eliminate Ling Tian on the spot.

“You won’t keep your life, but I can take yours whenever I want, Liu Zihao. Today I’m letting you off once. If you cause me trouble again, I’ll make sure you die a miserable death. I’m here for Long Hun’s life today.” Ling Tian said this, then flicked his fingers, releasing a slender needle formed from his vital energy that shot straight into Long Hun’s body.

“You—you dare kill someone in front of me!” Liu Zihao tried to stop him but it was too late. He immediately pulled out a gun, aiming it at Ling Tian.

“Bang!” Ling Tian’s foot instantly kicked the gun out of Liu Zihao’s hand and followed up with a slap.

“You!” Liu Zihao was furious, wanting to fight back, but Ling Tian quickly delivered several more kicks, forcing him to crouch on the ground.

Seeing Ling Tian’s dominance, Long San shifted his attention to Song Ziyue, hoping to use her to restrain Ling Tian. Long Hun tried to use his uninjured eye to immobilize both Song Ziyue and Ling Tian, but to his dismay, his psychic powers failed. He and Long San then teamed up to fight Song Ziyue barehanded.

A cold smile curled at Song Ziyue’s lips as she faced their attacks. Did they really think she was an easy target? Even without Ling Tian, she could handle these two. Ling Tian had already told her outside that his vital energy could temporarily suppress Long Hun’s psychic abilities and would ultimately claim his life. As for Long San, a light-element psychic, his power was strongest in healing but not yet at the peak in offense.

Of course, if a light-element psychic reached a high cultivation level, they would be terrifying indeed. Fortunately, Ling Feng had researched Long San’s profile and found that he was well within Ling Tian’s capability to handle. Song Ziyue just needed to be cautious.

Song Ziyue didn’t draw her Purple Moon Tang Dao because Ling Tian said it was unnecessary today. They only needed to hold out for a while, beat these people up, then withdraw. So she fought barehanded alongside Ling Tian.

Long Ba quickly put on the torn clothes Liu Zihao had ripped and lunged toward Ling Tian, brandishing a snake-shaped dagger that glowed with a faint blue light, clearly coated with a deadly poison.

Ling Tian had initially intended to enjoy the company of this beauty, but seeing Long San and Long Hun both attacking Song Ziyue, he felt their behavior was too much. He released more vital energy needles, shooting one into Long San’s body, then dodged Long Ba’s strike and injected another needle into her.

Long Ba immediately collapsed, her dagger dropping with a faint azure glow.

Unexpectedly, Long San, who should have been similarly weakened, remained unharmed. Ling Tian frowned and quickly joined Song Ziyue, Long San, and Long Hun, stepping in front of Song Ziyue and shooting several more vital energy needles into Long San’s body.

“Haha, Ling Tian, don’t waste your effort. My body resists your vital energy. You really can’t do anything to me. As long as I’m here, you’re wasting your time,” Long San laughed coldly, staring at Ling Tian.

“You’re just a pretty boy. I don’t need vital energy to deal with you,” Ling Tian sneered, clearly underestimating Long San.

At that moment, Long Hun spoke: “Ling Tian, your vital energy doesn’t affect me either. You shot it into my body earlier, and I’m still perfectly fine.” He patted his chest, his expression dripping with disdain toward Ling Tian.

“Hmph! Then I’ll beat you all up together. Today’s mission is simple: teach all the men here a lesson. As for the women, I’ll deal with them another day—my wife’s here, so it’s inconvenient, hehe.”

Ling Tian didn’t deny Long Hun’s claim but understood the situation well. He hadn’t expected Long San’s immunity to his vital energy. These people truly had some skills, but they hadn’t yet faced someone like Ling Tian.

At this point, Long Ba and Liu Zihao no longer had the strength to fight. Long Hun and Long San stood off against Ling Tian and Song Ziyue.

“Wife, do you know what our actions today are called?” Ling Tian smiled, asking Song Ziyue.

Song Ziyue thought for a moment. “Closing the door to beat the dog?”

Upon hearing this, Long Hun and the others’ faces darkened. They hadn’t expected the two to insult them verbally as well.

“Almost. More precisely, it’s beating a drowning dog! They fled Jianghai City, and we chased them down to teach them a lesson so they’ll never dare come back. Grandpa Mao said, ‘It’s best to pursue the defeated with remaining strength, not just to maintain a false reputation of a tyrant.’ Wife, one each—let’s go!” Ling Tian declared before launching an attack on Long San, the more dangerous opponent compared to the now powerless Long Hun. Song Ziyue smiled at Ling Tian and began attacking Long Hun.

In a one-on-one fight, Song Ziyue and Long Hun were evenly matched. Song Ziyue faced no danger and gradually gained the upper hand.

Ling Tian’s fight with Long San was equally decisive. Ling Tian’s combat skills far surpassed Long San’s. At the outset, he landed a punch squarely on Long San’s chest. Despite Long San’s strong defense and regenerative abilities making him sway rather than fall, anyone else would have lost the ability to resist instantly.

“Ling Tian, today you’ll know the power of a light-element psychic. Light Slash!” Long San transformed his hand into a blade of light and slashed at Ling Tian.

Ling Tian swiftly dodged. The beam of light struck a nearby chair, splitting it in two. Ling Tian felt a chill of fear but was glad he had avoided the attack in time. This guy was serious; Ling Tian decided he must use real silver needles now. Three needles appeared in his hand and flew toward Long San.

Long San sneered, shooting out a beam of light that blocked all three needles. His strength exceeded Ling Tian’s expectations. Deciding to go all out, Ling Tian pressed the attack with a left hook, right hook, elbow strike, and open palm, closing in. Long San was hit multiple times.

Long San unleashed all his light-element skills, but Ling Tian’s speed was too great. Long San felt frustrated; he had always been confident and suave but had never been cornered like this.

“I don’t believe you can dodge this—Solar Energy, Burn!” Growing desperate, Long San unleashed his ultimate move. The sunlight in the room suddenly became blinding, concentrating into a massive ball of light in his hand, which he hurled at Ling Tian.

The enormous light ball left Ling Tian nowhere to dodge, so he emitted vital energy to counter it. Although his vital energy needles couldn’t harm the opponent directly, this time Ling Tian refined his energy.

A huge sphere of blue energy formed in Ling Tian’s hand, created by transforming his vital energy into yin energy using the Yin-Yang Technique to counter Long San’s yang energy solar ball.

The two spheres collided with a loud explosion. Ling Tian and Long San, closest to the blast, were caught off guard and injured. Ling Tian spat blood, severely drained, while Long San’s lips bled and his complexion turned pale. Both were hurt by the blast’s energy.

Song Ziyue and Long Hun also sustained minor injuries, but more seriously, the room caught fire, and the flames spread rapidly.

“Yue’er, run!” Ling Tian shouted, grabbing Song Ziyue’s hand as they turned to open the door and flee. Seeing the fire, Long San and Long Hun hurriedly escaped as well, paying no mind to Liu Zihao and Long Ba, who remained inside.

Though Liu Zihao had been beaten into a crouch by Ling Tian moments ago, seeing the fire spreading, he staggered to his feet and rushed toward the exit.

Long Ba, disheartened by the three men’s selfishness, grabbed a blanket and scrambled, crawling and rolling toward the door to escape.