"You?"
Deng Hao looked at Su Yang with a puzzled expression. "You... you sure it's you?"
"Who else?"
"Well, let me give you a heads-up. Even though this is just a friendly match, my friend here doesn’t hold back. Have you even been in a fight before?"
Su Yang stood up and walked toward Sha Fei, casually replying, "Not many. Let’s give it a shot."
Liu Bo, his face lit up with excitement, called out, "Bro Yang, you got this?"
Su Yang cracked his neck and grinned. "Shouldn’t be a problem."
"Hahaha, what’s your name, pretty boy?"
"Su Yang."
Deng Hao smirked. "Su Yang? Never heard of you. Don’t blame us if you end up with a broken arm or leg, alright?"
"Won’t blame you."
"Alright, alright."
Sha Fei finally lifted his head and spoke, his voice calm as he stared at Su Yang standing two meters away.
"You’re no match for me. Swap Liu Bo in, and I’ll fight him with one hand and one leg. If he lasts two minutes, you win."
His tone was flat, as if stating an indisputable fact.
Liu Bo, however, exploded at the remark. He jumped forward, jabbing a finger at Sha Fei’s face. "Screw you! You really think I can’t take you? One hand and one leg?!"
"You can still switch now," Sha Fei replied, unmoving, his expression unreadable.
Su Yang pulled Liu Bo back and patted his shoulder. "Chill, big guy. Let me handle this."
"Fine. Bro Yang, teach this punk a lesson!" Liu Bo huffed before stomping back to the couch and plopping down.
Meng Wenzhou said coolly, "Relax. Lao Su’s got this."
"Yeah, yeah. I know Bro Yang’s skills."
The private room was spacious enough for the two to spar without any hindrance.
Everyone seated had their eyes locked on Su Yang and Sha Fei. Though Meng Wenzhou and Liu Bo appeared confident on the surface, they couldn’t help feeling a little uneasy—Sha Fei was no pushover.
Deng Hao remained slouched in his seat, his dismissive attitude unchanged. The girl beside him showed no reaction, as if none of this concerned her.
Su Yang nodded at Sha Fei, who stood motionless in front of him. "Well? Make your move."
"You first. If I go, you’ll be on the ground in seconds."
Su Yang chuckled. "Alright, alright. My turn, then?"
The moment he finished speaking, he lunged forward.
A right hook shot straight for Sha Fei’s face.
Sha Fei’s eyes narrowed as he swiftly sidestepped to Su Yang’s left, creating distance.
Then, his right hand shot out like a claw, aiming for Su Yang’s throat.
Su Yang smirked, planting his feet. Just as Sha Fei’s fingers were about to clamp down, he tilted his head to the right, dodging effortlessly. His left hand snapped up, grabbing Sha Fei’s arm and yanking it aside to create an opening. His right fist followed through in a wide arc, smashing into Sha Fei’s elongated jaw.
Thud!
A dull impact echoed as Sha Fei staggered sideways.
Liu Bo leaped to his feet, clapping wildly. "Hahaha! Hell yeah, Bro Yang!"
Deng Hao’s brows shot up in surprise, his cocky demeanor fading.
Sha Fei quickly regained his footing after the punch.
He touched his cheek and stared at Su Yang, saying coolly, "You've trained before?"
"If I said I haven't, would you believe me?"
"Impossible! Not only have you trained, but your skill isn’t beneath mine. I underestimated you."
Su Yang smiled inwardly, thinking, I really haven’t trained though~
"Su Yang, good. I’m getting serious now. Be ready."
Su Yang glanced at Sha Fei and curled his finger. "Come on, this time you attack first~"
As soon as Su Yang finished speaking, Sha Fei lunged forward with explosive speed.
Earlier, he had indeed underestimated Su Yang, holding back his full strength, assuming Su Yang was just an ordinary guy—maybe a bit muscular at best.
But now, he treated Su Yang as a true opponent, charging at him with everything he had.
In just two steps, he closed the distance, bellowing, "Down!"
As the shout rang out, his right leg snapped up in a devastating roundhouse kick aimed straight at Su Yang’s head.
Su Yang could clearly sense the difference in power—this strike was leagues beyond the earlier ones.
But that was all. To him, Sha Fei’s movements still looked painfully slow.
Su Yang leaned back effortlessly, dodging the high kick meant to knock him out.
Sha Fei, using the momentum, instantly followed up with a spinning back kick.
A direct hit to the chest or face would have been an instant knockout.
Yet to Su Yang, it was like watching a slow-motion replay a second in advance—he already knew every move Sha Fei would make.
As Sha Fei spun mid-air, leg extended, Su Yang sidestepped and reappeared right in front of him.
Sha Fei hadn’t even fully committed to the kick before Su Yang had shifted positions.
Sha Fei’s mind blanked—he hadn’t even seen how Su Yang had moved so fast.
Still airborne, he saw Su Yang smirk, right fist cocked back. The moment before Sha Fei landed—
BANG!
A heavy thud echoed as Su Yang’s punch slammed into Sha Fei’s chest.
Sha Fei flew backward like a ragdoll, crashing into the table beside Deng Hao.
CRASH!
The impact sent fruit platters and beer bottles scattering across the floor.
"Ugh—" Sha Fei rolled off the table, clutching his chest.
He nearly spat blood but swallowed it back, gritting his teeth without a sound. The man had grit—even after taking a punch at 60-70% of Su Yang’s strength, he refused to show weakness.
The whole exchange took less than three seconds.
Everyone at the table sat frozen in shock—except for the woman next to Deng Hao, who remained expressionless.
Sha Fei forced himself up from the floor, glaring at Su Yang a few meters away.
Su Yang broke the silence with a faint smile. "Still want to go?"
Sha Fei exhaled sharply, shaking his head in defeat. "No. I lose."
[Ding. Host has defeated a B-rank martial artist. Mood: exhilarated, thoroughly enjoying the fight. Reward: 2 million.]
Sha Fei staggered back to his seat beside Deng Hao, who still looked dumbstruck.
Then, Liu Bo’s boisterous laughter erupted again. "HAHAHA! That’s my man, Yang! Took you barely any effort to wipe the floor with this guy. Beautiful!"
Liu Bo quickly caught up to Su Yang and slung an arm over his shoulder. "Brother Yang, you're seriously amazing! Only you could pull this off!"
Su Yang shook his head with a faint smile. "Enough with the flattery. Let's go sit down."
"Sure thing, sure thing."
The two were about to head toward the couch when suddenly, a clear female voice called out, "Wait."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
