Meanwhile.
"You..."
The word had barely left Su Ji's mouth.
The next moment, the dazzling golden light in his field of vision exploded.
Zhao Teng had wised up. He had no intention of listening to any more nonsense, his entire body whipping up a golden storm.
Before the fist even arrived, the piercing shriek that could tear through the air drilled into Su Ji's eardrums.
The target was clear.
The abdomen.
Specifically, the left side, right where the kidney was.
If this landed solidly, let alone a kidney, half of his body would be blasted into slag, the kind that couldn't even be pieced back together.
This son of a bitch, his strikes are truly ruthless.
Was it just because of that little taunt about almost ruining his status as a young master?
Holding such a grudge?
This thought flashed through Su Ji's mind, but his body reacted as if it had rehearsed this countless times. Without any conscious thought, he instinctively side-stepped.
It was a bizarre feeling.
Like an invisible hand gently pushing his waist.
"Whoosh—!"
The golden fist shadow brushed right past the corner of his clothes.
It missed.
Zhao Teng had been charging this punch for a long time. It carried immense momentum and heavy power; he couldn't pull it back at all.
The violent torrent of golden spiritual energy scraped past Su Ji's body like a raging, unbridled dragon, viciously slamming into the towering rock wall behind him.
"Rumble—!!!"
There were no flying rocks, nor any billowing dust.
Because the energy that erupted in that instant was far too terrifying, directly vaporizing all matter at the point of impact.
Only then came the delayed sound of the explosion.
The hundred-zhang tall cliff behind Su Ji was forcefully blasted through, leaving a massive, gaping hole!
The rocks at the edges took on an eerie translucent appearance, having been melted into glass by the instantaneous high temperature.
The crater was dozens of zhang in diameter. Through it, one could even see the dim sky on the other side.
Fierce winds howled through this massive hole, letting out whimpers like a vengeful ghost.
Su Ji glanced back at the hole, which was still dripping magma, and felt a sudden chill down his lower back.
If that had hit my body...
He swallowed hard, just about to open his mouth to complain.
"Can you freaking let someone finish speaking..."
"Shut up!"
Su Ji's words were cut off, shoved right back down his throat by Zhao Teng's vicious roar.
Missing his first strike, Zhao Teng didn't pause for a single second. Instead, riding that momentum, he twisted his waist and spun like a top.
A long leg clad in golden armor, carrying the momentum to sweep through an army, whipped straight toward Su Ji's head!
"My biggest regret is..."
Zhao Teng gritted his teeth, his handsome face twisted into a savage grimace.
"...never properly learning how to curse people out!"
"You bug!"
"I won't give you another chance to open your mouth and disgust me!"
"Die!!"
This kick was even faster and more ruthless than the punch from before!
The air was compressed to its absolute limit, forming a visible white arc in front of his leg.
Su Ji could even smell a burning scent in the air.
"Senior Brother! Dodge!"
Inside him, Su Jiu's urgent voice rang out.
In truth, he didn't need her warning. That hair-raising sense of crisis had already prompted Su Ji to make the most correct response.
He violently ducked down, curling his entire body into a ball.
"Buzz—!"
That golden leg nearly scraped across his scalp as it swept by.
A few strands of hair, caught in the fierce wind, were instantly turned to ash the moment they touched the golden light.
That was close!
Su Ji even felt a burning pain on his scalp, as if it had been viciously rubbed with sandpaper.
But he didn't retreat.
Taking a beating without fighting back wasn't his style.
The very instant Zhao Teng's kick missed, his old force was spent, and his new force had yet to be born.
An opening!
A ruthless glint flashed through Su Ji's crimson eyes.
His curled-up body suddenly sprang up from the ground. The Fallen Dragon Spear in his hands shot out like a venomous snake leaving its hole. However, it didn't aim to pierce Zhao Teng's vitals, but instead...
The spear shaft swung horizontally.
Riding the momentum of his rise, he viciously smashed it toward Zhao Teng's supporting leg, which hadn't yet had time to pull back!
This move was the advanced version of the sweeping kick, the sweeping spear!
But halfway through the strike, he suddenly changed his move, slashing upward toward a vital spot that Zhao Teng had no choice but to defend!
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!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
