Facing the reckless charge of the Black Bear, Chen Qimeng finally felt a surge of tension.
She had thrown almost everything from her bag—even the mosquito repellent Rongrong had lent her was no exception.
Yet, despite it all, she angrily hurled the bag at the Black Bear.
Whether it had any effect didn’t matter.
What mattered was…
He dared to lay a hand on Xiao Yu, and she had to stand up for him!
The crowd around them had already called the police—the most they could do as bystanders.
Faced with a hulking brute ready to strike a woman, no one dared to step forward and intervene.
"You damn bitch, I’ll teach you—"
Black Bear closed in on Chen Qimeng, winding up for a brutal slap.
Once his temper flared,
he didn’t care about gender or the watching crowd.
Venting his anger and teaching her a lesson was all that mattered.
Otherwise, how could he maintain his authority in front of his lackeys?
At worst, he’d spend a few days in a cell—it wasn’t like he hadn’t been there before.
Seeing the blow coming, Chen Qimeng knew she couldn’t dodge.
She could only raise her arms weakly to shield her face, squeezing her eyes shut in panic.
Thud!
The vicious slap came to an abrupt halt just inches from her cheek, frozen mid-air.
Black Bear’s eyes widened as a dull, throbbing pain shot through his wrist from the counterforce.
Lin Yu had somehow risen from the ground,
his hand clamping down on Black Bear’s wrist with unyielding precision, stopping him cold.
[Ding!]
[Counterattack successful! The Saint’s timely intervention deals a heavy blow to Black Bear’s psyche!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Black Bear: "!!!"
Wasn’t this punk just lying on the ground a second ago?
He looked so frail, collapsing from a mere shove.
Where the hell did this strength come from?!
And it didn’t stop there.
Crack…
Lin Yu tightened his grip, twisting Black Bear’s wrist against the joint with relentless pressure.
Weak.
Pathetically weak.
A reckless thug like this could only play boss to a bunch of petty thieves.
A rat hiding in the shadows, pretending to be some underworld kingpin!
The setup was perfect.
With so many witnesses around,
as long as Lin Yu didn’t cripple him, everything fell under "self-defense."
Chen Qimeng slowly opened her eyes…
The expected slap never landed, leaving her bewildered.
When her vision cleared,
Lin Yu’s tall figure stood firmly between her and danger.
Her eyes reddened at the edges.
The fear she had suppressed now seeped out in waves.
She wasn’t fearless—she had just forgotten to be afraid.
"Qimeng, step back."
[Ding!]
[Legendary Move! Rescuing your beloved in her hour of need earns her unwavering devotion!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
At this moment,
those words from Xiao Yu filled Chen Qimeng with an unshakable calm.
She obeyed without hesitation, retreating two steps.
Staying stubbornly in place would only burden him.
Besides,
seeing Black Bear’s flushed face and the way his spine bent under pressure,
she had no doubt he stood no chance against Xiao Yu now.
"You motherf— Let go…"
"Damn you— Ah!"
Black Bear’s free hand clawed at Lin Yu’s fingers, trying desperately to pry them loose.
But no matter how hard he struggled,
those fingers might as well have been steel rods—unyielding and immovable.
Only now did Black Bear realize:
This bastard might actually be a boxing champion!
Had he been playing weak all along, baiting him into throwing the first punch?
He’d been played.
Completely outsmarted by this little punk!
"Hitting me is one thing, but you dare raise a hand against my girlfriend?"
"Whichever hand you planned to use, you won’t be needing it anymore…"
Lin Yu kept increasing the pressure, effortlessly controlling Black Bear with one hand.
Failing to break free, Black Bear tried to kick—
his leg jerking up in a vicious groin shot—
Thump!
The crowd barely saw what happened.
One moment, Black Bear’s leg was rising.
The next, he was slamming his knee into the ground, forced into a kneel.
Instantly, murmurs erupted around them:
"All that bravado earlier, and now he’s on his knees begging?"
"That young guy’s seriously a boxing champ?"
"Must be! If he hadn’t been blindsided earlier, no way he’d have gone down."
"Look at how he protects his girl—could you do that for me?"
"Serves him right! Trying to kneel his way out now? Too late!"
Only Black Bear himself knew the truth.
He’d never kneel willingly!
What kind of reputation would he have left?
The moment he lifted his leg, Lin Yu had struck first—
a sharp kick to the back of his knee.
Now he understood the agony his lackey Huang Shi had felt earlier…
His right leg had gone numb.
If not for his left knee catching him, he’d be flat on the ground.
Huang Shi hadn’t been lying after all!
"Kneeling to apologize?"
"Give me back my phone, and I’ll pretend none of this happened."
"Everyone’s watching. I keep my word—return it, and you walk away."
Lin Yu looked down at the kneeling Black Bear,
repeating his "reasonable" demand.
[Ding!]
[Humiliation Strike! The once-tyrannical Black Bear’s pride is crushed under the Saint’s heel!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
Black Bear’s mind was spinning, unable to piece together the "misunderstanding."
His face flushed with humiliation as he growled through gritted teeth:
"I didn’t take your damn phone… Let go!"
"It’s—it’s gonna break!"
His tone still carried defiance, nothing like a plea for mercy.
Lin Yu, clear-headed, declared loudly:
"Fine. You won’t admit it."
"As a law-abiding citizen, I can’t search you myself."
"We’ll wait right here for the police to retrieve my phone."
Black Bear: "???"
Since when did he care about legality?!
He wouldn’t mind if Lin Yu just checked his pockets!
"Hey—hey! Stop squirming!"
"I said don’t move!"
Lin Yu deliberately increased the torque, twisting Black Bear into a pretzel—
then used it as an excuse to…
Thud!
Wham!
Crash!
[Ding!]
[Brutal Barrage…]
[Critical Hit…]
[Devastating Blow…]
A flurry of punches and kicks rained down,
each landing on spots that left no visible marks but seared with pain.
The system’s notifications chimed nonstop, fueling Lin Yu’s momentum.
Who could resist easy money delivered to their doorstep?
Black Bear writhed on the ground, howling,
his "boss" image shattered beyond repair.
Between gasps, he begged:
"Bro, stop—I won’t move! I swear!"
"I was wrong, man…"
"Big bro! Please! No more!"
Lin Yu paused but kept his grip firm,
as if holding Black Bear’s hand in an unwilling dance.
Then,
his gaze snapped toward the crowd as he barked:
"Hey, blondie! You think I didn’t notice you?"
"Did I say you could move?!"
…
(Second update for today! Another bonus chapter is coming soon. Only 488 more "Power-Ups with Love" needed until the next bonus update—your support means the world to us!)
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?"
+ 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!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
