RISE OF THE DRAGON KING!

7.

Bintang didn’t answer. Instead, his grip tightened as he swiftly pulled back the sleeve of the masked man in front of him.

“The Black Dragon Organization?” One of Bintang’s brows furrowed. Recognizing the symbol from one of his masters, he immediately twisted the man’s arm a full three hundred and sixty degrees!

Craaaack!

“M-my arm!” The man’s eyes bulged as his wrist bone snapped. At that moment, he had no strength—or reason—to fight back.

A powerful kick slammed into his abdomen, sending him flying and crashing hard to the ground.

“S-solid kick and incredible reflexes!” Aga gave Bintang a double thumbs-up for saving him so swiftly.

“Wait… did you just say he’s from the Black Dragon Organization?” Aga suddenly realized the meaning of Bintang’s words.

“That’s right. Are you scared now?”

“Damn it—if that’s the case, we should leave immediately… if not—”

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Slow, deliberate applause echoed through the air, making Aga swallow hard. His plan to leave immediately vanished as a long-haired man stepped out of one of the cars—the Tenth General of the Black Dragon Organization.

“Who are you, young man?” the general said calmly.

“With such sharp reflexes, your martial arts don’t seem shallow at all.”

“A handsome man like me and you don’t recognize me? Hah, how embarrassing. Let me enlighten you—my name is Bintang!”

“Bintang?” The general frowned.

“That name doesn’t ring a bell. But since you dared to attack my subordinates, take this punch!”

The Tenth General dashed forward.

His speed was terrifying—Aga could only see a fleeting afterimage. In mere seconds, the long-haired man appeared right before Bintang and threw a devastating punch!

Bintang smiled faintly and raised just one hand.

To his eyes, the man’s speed was no faster than a crawling snail.

“Too slow!”

Baaaam!

“Ughhh!” The general’s eyes bulged as the punch struck his abdomen. The impact was so brutal it felt as if everything in his stomach was being forced up his throat!

He staggered backward, but Bintang didn’t let him escape. He leapt high—far higher than any ordinary human could—and delivered a crushing punch straight to the man’s face.

Baaaam!

The general slammed to the ground, his skull feeling as though it had cracked. He stared in disbelief—no ordinary human could jump that high!

“W-who are you really?! I-it’s impossible for someone like you to use Light Body Technique!”

“You draw conclusions just because I jumped? How stupid.”

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Bintang slapped the man repeatedly until his face was completely deformed. After finishing, he turned confidently toward Aga, who had been frozen in shock the entire fight.

“How did I turn his face into a pig?”

Aga could only instinctively give another double thumbs-up. He couldn’t even begin to explain how Bintang had done it. One thing was certain—this outcome was far better than handing the Life Jade to the Black Dragon Organization.

“Hey, all of you!” Bintang shouted impatiently.

“Stop wasting your energy, or do you want to end up like the pig in front of me?”

The battle instantly stopped. Though the attackers were furious at first, once they saw the Tenth General defeated, they swallowed hard, lifted his battered body, and retreated to their vehicles.

“B-Bintang… I’ll remember your name! Your life in this city will never be safe!”

The massive vehicles of the Black Dragon Organization soon disappeared from the outskirts of Cloud City. As they left, Aga quickly expressed his gratitude.

“Your name is Bintang, right? Thank you for helping me. I’m Aga, the wealthiest man in the Western Eternal Province. With your martial skills, how about becoming my bodyguard? I’ll treat you—”

“That’s enough. I don’t need it. I prefer freedom. Aga, thank you for the transaction.”

Bintang walked away calmly from the group.

Watching his retreating figure, Aga issued an order.

“We’re leaving now. If he ever comes to the Western Eternal Province, prepare a grand gift for him!”

“Yes, sir!”

After wandering aimlessly for a while, Bintang reflected on his decision to auction the Life Jade—it wasn’t meaningless. He had done it for his own needs.

“I’ve dealt with pointless trouble all day. It’s time to find a place to stay and rest peacefully.”

He soon found a large hotel and recognized it as Clara’s property. With no other choice, Bintang entered.

“Again it’s you—the slick con artist from yesterday! Leave on your own, or I’ll call security!” the receptionist snapped upon seeing him.

“Who said I was a con artist? I’m here to rent a place to stay.”

“Rent? Did I hear you right? This is a four-star hotel—one night costs $100. Leave. I won’t accept someone like you!”

Without hesitation, Bintang pulled out a black card from the National Bank. The receptionist’s eyes widened in shock—who didn’t recognize such a card? Even in her lifetime of work, she might never obtain one.

“Where did you get that? You must have stolen it!”

“Stolen? Watch your filthy mouth. Swipe it and you’ll know.”

Too tired to argue, Bintang waited as the receptionist nervously brought out a special EDC machine and swiped the card.

“What’s the PIN?”

Bintang entered it calmly. The machine soon displayed Payment Successful.

“Y-you…”

“Where’s the key? If I stay longer than what I paid for, consider it a tip.”

After receiving the key and resting briefly—

Riiing! Riiing! Riiiiing!

His old phone rang loudly. He woke up and answered.

“Who dares disturb me during my rest?”

“Bintang, I have important information for you. Wake up and listen.”

Recognizing Aga’s voice, Bintang immediately asked,

“What is it?”

“News of your appearance has caught the attention of other generals in the Black Dragon Organization. Be careful. In Cloud City, no one can protect you. If you want, I can send my men to pick you up.”

“Thanks for the warning—but that won’t be necessary.”