Chapter 8: One Move to Defeat the Enemy

  Seeing the wine in Lin San's arms, Guang Yuanzi was like a cat seeing fish, shouting and pouncing on it, snatching the wine and starting to drink freely.

  Lin San took a deep breath, put on an apron, and went into the kitchen to cook dinner. Lin San's cooking skills were average, and he could only make some simple dishes. After busy in the kitchen for half a day, he came out with a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

  Guangyuanzi sat on one side, comfortably sipping his wine, ignoring Lin San.

  Lin San finished dinner and then dived into his bedroom to study the acupoints of the human body. After two days of rote memorization, Lin San had a general understanding of the acupoints of the human body.

  A night without words.

  The next day, Lin San bought a bunch of martial arts films and watched the fighting scenes.

  Guangyuan held a bottle of wine in his hand, drinking while saying disdainfully: "These people on TV are all fancy and useless, they don't have any real power."

  "No, I feel great!" Lin San stared at the TV screen, watching a man practicing Tai Chi, looking handsome and cool. Lin San occasionally raised his hand to mimic the movements, learning with a serious expression.

  "Perhaps it's very powerful in your mortal eyes, but to me, it's not even as good as a pile of dog dung." In Guangyuanzi's eyes, martial arts techniques were far inferior compared to the all-powerful immortal spells.

  "Right, we ordinary people are nothing in your eyes as gods, aren't you supposed to be meditating today?" Lin San turned his head in puzzlement.

  "After drinking this bottle of wine, go and sit in meditation." Guangyuan shook the wine bottle.

  Lin San nodded three times, focused on watching TV and no longer paid attention to Guang Yu Zi.

  Lin San didn't go to sleep until deep into the night, and even in his dreams he was still thinking about the fighting moves from the movie.

  The sky will soon be bright.

  Lin San got up early, washed and dressed in a tracksuit, said hello to Guangyuanzi, and walked out of the room.

  Arriving at the entrance of the Ding Sheng Group building, Lin San found that the entrance was already crowded with people, all of whom were winners from yesterday's run.

  After waiting for a while, around 8 o'clock, the head of the personnel department, Qian Mingguang, slowly walked out of the building, first greeted everyone, and then led the people who came to take the assessment to a spacious hall on the second floor.

  The hall was empty and spacious, with only some exercise equipment, nothing else.

  Qian Mingguang stood in the center of the hall, facing everyone and said: "Today's assessment is a martial arts competition. The 30 winners will directly become the security guards of Ding Sheng Group. Now, I'll explain the rules of the assessment. First, you are not allowed to use any underhanded or despicable tactics. Second, you must knock your opponent out so that they can't get up again in order to win. Third, you are not allowed to insult or curse your opponents. If anyone violates these rules, their qualification for the assessment will be immediately cancelled. Did everyone hear clearly?"

  "We've heard it clearly!" The crowd shouted loudly.

  Qian Mingguang nodded: "Next, the assessment will begin. Two people will form a group, and the winner will directly become the security guard of Ding Sheng Group. Now I will start grouping." After finishing speaking, Qian Mingguang took out a small notebook and began to read out names.

  Lin San was the first to be mentioned. His opponent was a giant of a man, over two meters tall, with a thick beard and a ferocious appearance.

  The big man glanced at Lin San and said disdainfully, "Kid, I advise you to surrender now, otherwise, later on, you'll be beaten so badly that you'll be searching for your teeth all over the ground." Lin San's thin and weak physique really wasn't taken seriously by the big man.

  Lin San sneered: "Do you think you'll definitely win? Let me tell you, I've been practicing martial arts since I was a kid and I even won a martial arts championship." Lin San told lies without batting an eyelid.

  "With a look like yours, you've won a martial arts championship? The judges must have been blind." the big man sneered.

  "You're blind now, wait and see, I'll show you my power!" Lin San waved his fist.

  "Haha... Alright, wait and see, I'll beat you up so badly that you won't even recognize your own parents!" the big man laughed wildly.

  "The competition has begun! Please welcome the first group." Qian Mingguang shouted loudly.

  Han Bai Liao Lin San at a glance, walked quickly to the middle of the hall.

  Lin San followed with a crooked mouth and stood face to face with Da Han in the middle.

  Da Han took off his jacket, revealing his intimidating chest muscles underneath. He continued to make various cool gestures, and the look in his eyes towards Lin San was even more filled with disdain.

  Lin San neither took off his overcoat nor made any movement, but quietly stared at the big man.

  "The game is officially starting!" Qian Mingguang shouted.

  "Hey!" The big Han roared loudly, swinging his huge fist and rushing towards Lin San.

  Lin San hastily jumped aside and dodged.

  "Bang!" A loud crash, the big man's fist heavily slammed onto the floor, "Crack!" A sound, the smooth marble floor actually appeared a deep crack.

  "Ah!" Lin San took a deep breath, it wasn't hard to imagine that if the big man's fist had hit him earlier, he would probably be going to play chess with King Yan Wang now. The big man's strength was a bit too great.

  The big Han let out a loud laugh and swung his fist at Lin San again.

  Lin San hastily shouted: "Wait!!" His body retreated several steps back, pulling away from the big man.

  "Huh?" The big Han was stunned, stopped in his tracks, and stared at Lin San: "What? Afraid? Want to concede?"

  Qian Mingguang also looked at Lin San with suspicion: "What's wrong with you?"

  Lin San licked his lips and said awkwardly: "Uh... sorry about this, but I really need to use the restroom..."

  "What? Urine urgency?" Qian Mingguang frowned.

  Lin San covered his crotch with both hands: "No, I can't hold it in, I'll go to the bathroom first, and I'll be right back." After finishing speaking, he didn't even wait for Qian Mingguang's response, turned around and ran out of the hall.

  Dahan turned his head towards Qian Mingguang: "Director Qian, this matter..."

  "Wait for 3 minutes, if he still doesn't come back after 3 minutes, then you win." Qian Mingguang waved his hand.

  Dahan nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for 3 minutes." After finishing speaking, he stood still with his hands clasped behind his back, waiting for Lin San to return.

  Lin San ran out of the hall, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and immediately pulled out the talisman that Guan Yu's portrait was on. Originally, Lin San had wanted to defeat his opponent with his own real skills, but after witnessing the power of Da Han's fist, he knew that even ten of himself wouldn't be a match for him. Having no other choice, he could only resort to using Guan Yu's talisman.

  Lin San looked at the symbol and thought to himself: If I stick this symbol on, will I really become invincible? He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, might as well try anything." After that, he opened his clothes, spat on the back of the symbol, and directly stuck it onto his chest.

  As soon as the talisman was stuck to his chest, Lin San felt a warm current flowing through his body, and he felt extremely comfortable all over, with his arms filled with strength. Lin San swung his fists: "This talisman really works!" Taking a deep breath, Lin San walked back to the hall in big strides.

  Qian Mingguang glanced at his watch and said to Lin San: "Let's hurry up with the competition."

  Lin San nodded three times, slowly walked up to Da Han, stretched out his hand and hooked his finger: "Young man, come on!"

  "Looking for death!" The big man cursed loudly and swung his fist at Lin San's head.

  Lin San intentionally tried to test the power of the symbol, standing still without dodging, and raised his fist to swing at the big man.

  "Bang!" A dull thud, Lin San's fist and the big man's fist collided fiercely in mid-air. At the same moment, the big man's tall body flew out instantly, crashing into the wall and slowly falling to the ground, his body twitched once and then lost all reaction.

  Lin San stared blankly at his own fist, with an incredulous expression on his face. Lin San had never thought that the talisman given to him by Guang Yuanzi would be so powerful, and with just one punch, he sent a giant over 2 meters tall flying out. This was just too awesome!

  Not only Lin San was stunned, but also Qian Mingguang and other contestants were dumbfounded. Originally, everyone thought that Lin San would lose, but unexpectedly, Lin San won in the end, and with just one punch, he knocked his opponent down, it's really hard to believe.

  Qian Mingguang was the first to come back to his senses, and he hastily ran to the big man's side, shaking him by the hand: "Hey, hey, are you okay?"

  Lin San also came to his senses and rushed over, looking at the big man with tightly closed eyes, motionless. He was suddenly frightened: "He... isn't dead, is he?"

  Qian Mingguang reached out and felt the pulse of Da Han's nose, and let out a gentle sigh: "Nothing's wrong, he's still breathing."

  "Ugh... I was really scared to death." Lin San let out a breath, if he wasn't careful and accidentally killed someone, then the trouble would be big.

  "The person is not dead but seriously injured and needs to be sent to the hospital urgently." Qian Mingguang took out the walkie-talkie from his waist and said a few words.

  Before long, two security guards rushed into the hall and carried the big man away.

  Lin Sangang was about to follow up when Qian Mingguang stopped him: "You don't need to go with them."

  Lin San said with a guilty conscience: "It's all because I didn't know my own strength, and I ended up hurting him like this. I'll definitely take responsibility for the medical expenses."

  Qian Mingguang smiled: "Fighting competition, some injuries are inevitable. Although you were a bit heavy-handed... In short, this fighting competition was organized by our company, and if there's any problem, we will take responsibility for it ourselves. The medical expenses of the injured person will be borne by our company, so you don't need to pay."

  Lin San was taken aback: "Is this really possible?"

  "I said it's our responsibility, nothing to do with you." Qian Mingguang nodded.

  "Ding Sheng Group is great!" As soon as he heard that he didn't have to pay for his medical expenses himself, Lin San was overjoyed. Now hospitals charge a lot, being able to save on medical expenses is definitely something worth being happy about.

  Qian Mingguang looked Lin San up and down, nodded: "Not bad, very good!"

  "Director Qian, what did you say?" Lin San asked.

  Qian Mingguang smiled and said, "I'm telling you, you're really great. Yesterday's physical assessment, you got first place, and today you knocked out your opponent with one punch. It's truly amazing. Our Ding Sheng Group is in need of talented people like you."

  "Hehe... Director Qian is being too kind." Lin San said with a chuckle.

  "Alright, you can go back now. Report to work at Ding Sheng Group tomorrow." Qian Mingguang patted Lin San's shoulder with his hand, his eyes filled with appreciation.

  Lin San was stunned: "What? I got accepted?"

  Qian Mingguang nodded: "Right, you have been admitted."

  "Yes!!" Lin San waved his fist: "That's great, I can finally see the goddess of my dreams!"

  "What's a dream goddess?" Qian Mingguang asked in confusion.

  "Uh... no, I mean can I leave now?" Lin San asked.

  "Of course," Qian Mingguang said with a smile.

  "Goodbye Director Qian, I'll be on time tomorrow for sure." Lin San said goodbye to Qian Mingguang and turned around to run out of the hall.

  Qian Mingguang shook his head: "This guy has some meaning." After taking a deep breath, Qian Mingguang turned to look at the others: "The competition continues, the second group comes out."

  Lin San ran out of the building, looked around and saw no one, then tore off the symbol from his chest. The moment the symbol was torn off, it instantly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace in the wind.

  As soon as the strip was torn off, Lin San felt his body suddenly weakened, and his whole body became unbearably sore, especially his right hand that had just knocked down the big man was in unbearable pain.

  "What's going on?" Lin San clenched his right fist, gritting his teeth.