This child must not be spared!
Too ruthless!
That kind of mad dog mentality, willing to fight to the death and bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh before dying.
If he's allowed to live today.
Even if he's a cripple, he'll definitely be a threat in the future!
Besides, by asking that question, he clearly has no intention of admitting defeat!
This is a godsent opportunity!
Here, on the arena of the college entrance exams!
It's the perfect chance for his son to legitimately kill this mortal enemy in front of the entire city of Jiangcheng!
Not even the Grandmaster could find fault with it!
A killing intent flashed in Zhao Tianxiong's eyes.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and began stoking the flames directly.
"Excellent!"
Zhao Tianxiong bellowed, his voice drowning out the clamor of the whole arena.
"Su Yu! So you still have some backbone!"
"Since you've put it that way, I, Zhao Tianxiong, am not an unreasonable man!"
Pointing at Su Yu, Zhao Tianxiong made his arrogant promise.
"If you really have the skill, on this arena, in front of President Lei and a hundred thousand people, to kill my son!"
"I, Zhao Tianxiong, swear that the Zhao family will not pursue this!"
"But if you end up killed by my son,"
Zhao Tianxiong let out a cold laugh, his tone sinister.
"Then you'll have brought it upon yourself. You have no one else to blame!"
It was shameless to the extreme.
Turning a cheap shot into high-sounding rhetoric.
Lin Xiaoxiao was furious!
She whirled around and grabbed Su Yu's arm.
Her nails were almost digging into his flesh.
"Is it worth it?!"
Lin Xiaoxiao's voice trembled, tears finally welling up in her eyes.
"Su Yu! What exactly are you after!"
"Risking your life for empty fame? For a breath of pride?"
"In this state, he could crush you with one slap!"
Lin Xiaoxiao stamped her foot in desperation. She truly couldn't understand Su Yu's suicidal behavior.
In her eyes, Zhao Ze was as good as dead.
Once the match was over, she had plenty of ways to destroy the Zhao family.
Why on earth was he here, using his broken body to fight a mad dog to the death?
Su Yu felt the trembling on his arm.
He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's face, flushed with anxiety and anger.
Those clear eyes held nothing but worry for him.
Su Yu sighed softly in his heart.
He turned his hand and grasped Lin Xiaoxiao's wrist.
With a slight effort.
He pulled her hand away from his arm.
"Don't worry."
Su Yu looked into her eyes, his voice extremely steady.
So steady that there wasn't a single ripple.
And then, at the moment their gazes met,
In the depths of Su Yu's profound eyes, there was an extremely subtle flash of something only Lin Xiaoxiao could understand—
Playfulness.
The flash was so fleeting it almost seemed like an illusion.
Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned.
She stared blankly at Su Yu.
Her mind went blank for a brief moment.
Playfulness?
How could someone so close to death have such a look in his eyes?
Could it be...?
An incredible thought suddenly crossed Lin Xiaoxiao's mind.
But before she could think it through,
Su Yu had already turned his head and looked at Lei Potian.
"President Lei."
Su Yu took a deep breath and straightened his slightly stooped back.
"I agree. Let's do it again."
Final confirmation!
Four words, spoken with weight.
They severed all retreat.
Lin Xiaoxiao was about to cry.
She stamped the alloy floor hard in anger, tears finally falling.
"Don't worry?"
"In your state, how can you tell me not to worry!!!"
She gritted her teeth, staring intently at Su Yu's back.
"If you die, I'll slaughter the entire Zhao family and bury them with you!"
The curse was venomous, spoken by this pure young lady with an obstinacy that was heartbreaking.
On the high platform.
Lei Potian gave Su Yu a long, hard look.
Since the participant had already made his decision, as the referee, Lei Potian had no right to forcefully stop the match.
The path of martial arts is about living through death.
"Very well."
Lei Potian nodded, shifting his gaze to Zhao Ze.
"Zhao Ze, and you?"
"Do you agree to continue this arena match?"
"I agree! Of course I agree!"
Zhao Ze eagerly shouted.
His face was filled with fanaticism, his eyes showing the twisted pleasure of someone about to torture his prey.
"Would I be afraid of him?!"
"A waste whose qi and blood are withering!"
"Today, I'll crush his throat with my own hands, in front of the entire city!"
Zhao Ze laughed arrogantly.
The laughter echoed through the arena.
Extremely arrogant, overwhelmingly overbearing.
But—
With the yellow liquid still dripping drop by drop down the leg of his pure-white custom-made training pants,
This arrogant display seemed ridiculously absurd.
Like a clown who had just wet himself, screeching and bellowing about his bravery on stage.
The entire audience of a hundred thousand watched this scene with contempt in their eyes.
But no one spoke.
Because everyone knew that what was coming was an extremely brutal one-sided slaughter.
"Since both parties have no objections."
Lei Potian waved his hand, and a gentle but irresistible surge of qi and blood force surged out.
It directly pushed Lin Xiaoxiao, who refused to leave the arena, to the edge of the steps below.
"Clear the area!"
"Unaffiliated personnel, step down from the arena!"
Pushed off the stage, Lin Xiaoxiao clung tightly to the alloy railing, her knuckles white from the strain.
She stared intently at the thin back in the center of the arena.
She held her breath.
Zhao Tianxiong also let out a cold laugh and leaped off the stage.
He returned to his VIP box.
He picked up a cup of freshly poured tea, leaned back comfortably on the sofa, and prepared to enjoy the show of his son's overwhelming performance.
In the center of the arena.
Only Su Yu and Zhao Ze remained.
Twenty meters apart.
The air was thick with a suffocating, murderous silence.
"Su Yu."
Zhao Ze twisted his neck, his bones letting out a crisp crackling sound.
The smile on his face vanished entirely, replaced by extreme malevolence.
"Today, one year from now will be your death anniversary."
Boom!
The violent 10.3 level of qi and blood burst forth from Zhao Ze's body without any restraint!
His pure-white martial arts uniform fluttered in the wind.
Low-Tier Profound-class combat skill, Crumbling Rock Palm!
Opening stance!
This time, he held nothing back, pushing his qi and blood to its peak.
Within his palm, the ball of white air was even denser than before, even carrying a faint, piercing sonic boom.
He would strike to kill!
No way would he give the Grandmaster another chance to intervene!
And across from him.
Su Yu still stood there.
His face pale, his breathing ragged.
He hadn't even raised his hands, just silently watching Zhao Ze in his berserk state.
Lei Potian raised his right hand high.
His gaze was locked firmly on the two people in the arena.
The hundred thousand qi and blood within his own body were like a volcano about to erupt, ready to forcefully intervene at any moment.
He would never allow Su Yu to die before his eyes.
A hundred thousand people in the arena held their breath.
Time seemed to freeze in that moment.
"Battle!"
"Begin!!!"
With Lei Potian's thunderous shout,
His right hand swung down heavily!
Boom!
The alloy floor beneath Zhao Ze’s feet cracked once again.
He transformed into a streak of white afterimage, carrying an unstoppable and terrifying force.
He lunged toward Su Yu with savage fury!
“Die!!!”
The Reaper had arrived.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
