Zhou Zilong Destroys Sada

At this moment, Yuena was carrying Bulma, weaving through the intricate and complex alleyways.

"The boss will be at the company soon; we'll be safe in a moment!" Yuena's voice carried a hint of determination.

Upon hearing this, Bulma, filled with gratitude and trust for her friend, said, "Thank you for your hard work."

However, fate seemed to love playing jokes. Just as they were about to step into the relatively safe haven of the company, the figure of Sada appeared before them like a phantom.

"Boss, go quickly! I'll buy you some time!" Yuena didn't hesitate to set Bulma down, turning to face Sada. Her eyes flashed with resolve, as if she had already cast aside all thoughts of life and death. But reality was cruel; with a casual kick, Sada sent Yuena flying like a kite with a broken string, causing her to crash squarely into the fleeing Bulma.

Both of them fell to the ground. A flash of pain crossed Bulma's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by defiance.

Sada slowly closed in, a playful smirk curling his lips. "You two should just come with me. Since you both have decent faces, I might consider keeping you as my playthings." His tone was dripping with menace and arrogance.

Bulma struggled to stand up. Although her body was still trembling, her voice was exceptionally firm. "Don't get cocky, you lizard-looking freak. This is the territory of my fiancé, Zhou Zilong. If you dare to mess around, you definitely won't have a good end!" Her words held not only trust in Zhou Zilong but also a struggle against her own fate.

Seeing that he was being mocked, Sada didn't get angry. Instead, a look of disdain curled his lips, his eyes filled with contempt for the person before him. "Is that so? It seems this fellow named Zilong is your reliance! Don't worry, I'll wait for him to come out. I will defeat him right in front of you so you can see just how weak your so-called reliance really is!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the surrounding air seemed to freeze. A crisp, firm voice rang out: "I may not be very strong right now, but to beat a Lizardman like you, I am more than enough!"

As the words fell, a figure cut through the air like lightning and landed steadily in the arena. It was none other than Zhou Zilong.

"Boss, I'm sorry, we were useless!" After getting up, Yuena walked over to Zhou Zilong, bowed, and spoke, her face filled with self-reproach and frustration.

"It's fine, it's not your fault. These guys are beyond your power level," Zhou Zilong's voice was gentle yet powerful. He patted Yuena on the shoulder, offering her comfort and encouragement.

"Boss, once this is settled, please help us improve our strength again!" Yuena looked up, her eyes shining with longing and determination.

"Rest assured, I would help you improve your strength even without you asking. This incident has served as a warning to me. Once these Lizardmen are dealt with and I finish my seclusion, I will intensify your training. Just be prepared when the time comes," Zhou Zilong smiled slightly, his gaze deep and profound.

Zhou Zilong remained expressionless, his pace steady. Every step seemed to fall in rhythm with time itself as he walked straight toward Sada.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep!" As Zhou Zilong approached, Sada quickly activated the Power Level Scouter in his hand. On the screen, a string of cold digits—"3000"—appeared, looking particularly glaring, as if it were a ruthless mockery of Zhou Zilong's strength.

"And here I thought you had some real skill. A guy with a power level of only 3000 dares to brag about beating me? What a big mouth you have!" Sada's voice was filled with undisguised ridicule, as if he had already foreseen the dawn of victory. He crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, striking a pose of absolute confidence.

However, Zhou Zilong's eyes remained the same—deep and indifferent, as if nothing in the outside world could disturb his inner calm. He did not respond to Sada's provocation, simply continuing to close in at an unchanging speed, every step appearing firm and resolute.

"Looking at how impatient you are, you want to strike first? Don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll stand here and let you land three punches before I retaliate!" Sada's tone grew more playful, as if he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of playing his opponent like a puppet.

Zhou Zilong stopped in his tracks and finally spoke. His voice was cold, yet exceptionally clear: "You? One punch is enough." The sentence was short and powerful, as if it contained an indescribable force.

"Hahahaha, is that so? I'd love to see how you manage to knock me down with one punch!" Sada's laughter echoed. He clearly didn't believe Zhou Zilong's words, dismissing them as the desperate struggle of a man facing death.

In a flash of lightning, Zhou Zilong arrived before Sada, who was roughly his height, and swung a punch toward his chest. This punch had no roar and no wind pressure, yet it was like deep, still water, hiding a profound mystery.

"The boss's punch couldn't possibly be this ordinary!" Yuena tried to catch any unusual fluctuations from the strike, but it all seemed in vain. She furrowed her brows, her heart filled with confusion.

Bulma chimed in softly, "No matter what, I believe in Zilong."

Sada sneered, thinking Zhou Zilong was merely bluffing, and mocked, "Done with your trashy attack? My turn to retaliate!"

"That depends on whether you're still able to attack!" Zhou Zilong smiled indifferently, his figure retreating slightly, leaving Sada with a seemingly unguarded back.

Sada was burning with rage and unleashed a full-force strike, but his expression changed instantly. His body felt as if it were being torn apart by an invisible force, and he curled up on the ground in agony.

"How is this possible? A guy with a power level of only 3000... how could you inflict such heavy damage on me!" Sada's voice was filled with disbelief.

Zhou Zilong slowly stepped forward, his right hand lifting gently to hover before Sada's eyes, his gaze cold and profound. "Because you rely too much on that Power Level Scouter you're wearing. You never realized that my power level can change in an instant."

A purple beam of light condensed between Zhou Zilong's fingers, resembling a crack in the gates of the underworld, emitting a suffocating aura of death. If a certain purple cat were present, they would notice that Zhou Zilong had already grasped a sliver of Hakai Energy; if an angel were present, they would further realize that this strike contained the power of time.

"Please, spare me!" Sada's voice trembled, his eyes filled with a longing for life, but even more so with the terror of impending death.

"From the moment you said you would make Bulma your plaything, you were already destined to die!" Zhou Zilong's voice was cold and firm, without the slightest waver.

As Zhou Zilong's words fell, he swung his arm violently. The purple beam instantly tore through the air, striking Sada's forehead like a bolt of lightning.

In that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Then, Sada's scream echoed across the sky. His body began to undergo a shocking transformation; his skin lost its luster, his muscles withered, and his body began to turn into specks of dust, dissipating into nothingness.