nownovels Chapter 123 Prestige
Chapter 123 Prestige
Chapter 123 Prestige
After a brief moment of deathly silence, someone gasped, breaking the stillness of the scene.
Immediately afterwards, the crowd erupted in chaos, the horrified shouts nearly lifting the entire Jinyu Street off its feet.
"Impossible! Su Yu actually killed Song Qingya with three punches! I must have seen wrong!"
"Just what kind of monster is Su Yu? Didn't he just break through to a higher acupoint during the martial arts examination? How long has it been, and he's already improved again? Doesn't he encounter any bottlenecks when breaking through to higher acupoints?"
"Genius! This is true genius! It cannot be judged by ordinary standards!"
Countless gazes were focused on the tall, slender figure in the center of the arena, a mixture of awe, fear, and fervor.
All that could be seen was that Song Qingya's sternum was completely shattered, and his ruptured heart could even be vaguely seen in the collapsed area; he was dead beyond any doubt.
What domineering power! What ruthless methods!
Lu Ping took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, straightened up, and announced in a booming voice: "Su Yu wins!"
Then, his scrutinizing eyes turned to Su Yu.
The young man's handsome face remained calm as he slowly wiped the blood from his fist with a cloth.
This young man is of iron will and ruthless in killing. If he doesn't perish, he will surely become a powerful figure in Blackrock City!
Befriend them, but don't deceive them!
Suppressing his shock, Lu Ping turned to look at the Qian family's camp, his voice turning cold: "Qian family, do you still want to fight?"
This question was like the tolling of a death knell.
The Qian family members bowed in unison, a deathly silence descending upon them.
The patriarch, Qian Mushang, was deathly pale, his body swaying precariously. He was no longer the arrogant man he had been earlier. He stared intently at Song Qingya's corpse, his lips trembling, unable to accept this reality.
"No—impossible—how could Lord Song have lost—"
"This is fake—the Qian family can't possibly lose—the Qian family still has capable fighters!"
He snapped back to reality, clutching at his retainer Xu Yuanjie like a drowning man grasping at a straw, his voice shrill: "Retainer Xu! Quick! You go! Su Yu has been fighting for so long, he must be exhausted! Go and defeat him!"
"I'll fuck your grandpa!"
Xu Yuanjie, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, retreated in fright, his face pale as he roared, "Qian Mushang, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you! That guy is a killing god! Even Song Qingya couldn't withstand three punches from him, do you expect me to go and die?"
I'm not doing this anymore!
After saying that, he tore off the Qian family badge from his waist, threw it on the ground like trash, turned around, and disappeared into the crowd.
"You—" Qian Mushang was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
He turned to look at Liu Hao in horror.
This guy is a genius from the Ironclad Martial Arts School, and Song Qingya's junior brother. Shouldn't he get revenge?
However, Liu Hao's shock at this moment was deeper than anyone else's.
As a fellow disciple, he knew all too well how formidable Senior Brother Song was. After a single acupoint strike, he had defeated dozens of martial arts schools, and none of them could match him.
Even Sun Shi back then had to pay his respects to Senior Brother Song.
This time, Master Xiong Wu personally instructed and specially arranged for Senior Brother Song to deal with Su Yu, just to ensure that nothing went wrong!
But who could have imagined that Senior Brother Song would be killed by Su Yu instead!
Su Yu—this man is not to be fought by force! I must go back and report to my master!
Faced with Qian Mushang's hopeful gaze, Liu Hao didn't even bother to say anything polite.
"Whoosh!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he actually used his movement technique, turning into a blur, and ran wildly towards the end of the street without looking back.
They escaped!
The genius of the prestigious Ironclad Martial Arts School was so frightened by Su Yu that he fled without a fight!
This scene became the final straw that broke Qian Mushang's back.
"Qian family, time's up, admit defeat." On the stage, Lu Ping urged impatiently.
Betrayed by all and abandoned by all, the tide has turned against them.
"Clatter".
Qian Mushang's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, as if his spine had been removed, his eyes empty and filled with despair.
"No—I'm not fighting anymore—"
His voice was hoarse, filled with endless desolation and regret: "The Qian family—admits defeat."
"We won!"
On the Yang family's side, a cheer immediately erupted.
Su Yu dusted himself off and calmly walked towards the Yang family's house.
"Thank you so much, Master Su, for saving my life!" Steward Yang Quan, his eyes red-rimmed, took the lead and knelt down with a thud. Behind him, a large group of servants and guards knelt down with a clatter, their foreheads hitting the bluestone slabs heavily, making a dull thud.
These servants, who depended on the family for survival, knew best that if the Yang family fell, they would be like duckweed in a storm, their fate no better than death. Su Yu's victory not only saved the Yang family's business, but also the livelihoods and means of survival for all of them.
Yang Chongren took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the surging joy in his chest. He straightened his clothes, bowed deeply to Su Yu, and said in an extremely solemn tone, "Nephew Su, today you have saved the Yang family from dire straits. I am deeply grateful! The Yang family will never forget such a great kindness!"
Yang Zhen's eyes were already brimming with tears. She looked at the boy who was looked at with awe by everyone, and her heart pounded.
Brother Su is a true genius and a hero in Zhen'er's eyes!
He saved the Yang family. If it weren't for him, the Yang family would have lost most of their business by now, and would have been suppressed to death by the Qian family in the future.
She couldn't imagine what would become of her father, mother, sister, and brother then—
Brother Su—I'm afraid Zhen'er's heart will never be able to hold anyone else in this lifetime.
"Brother Su, ahh, you're amazing!" Compared to her sister's subtlety, Yang Ai, this little wildcat, was much more direct.
With her stunningly long legs, she strode forward, a fragrant breeze wafting by, and in full view of everyone, she directly hugged Su Yu's arm, practically pressing her entire body against him.
Feeling the soft touch on his arm, Su Yu felt somewhat helpless.
"Ahem, be mindful of your behavior." Su Yu reached out and lightly flicked her forehead.
"No! I want to be hugged!" Yang Ai covered her forehead, pouted her rosy lips, and looked completely unconcerned.
Su Yu shook his head helplessly and turned to Yang Chongren, saying, "Uncle Yang, now that things are settled, I'll head back home."
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"Very well! My dear nephew, you have worked hard today. Go back and rest now! Once things are settled here, I will personally visit you to express my gratitude!"
Yang Chongren glanced at his two daughters again and said with a smile, "Zhenzhen, Ai'ai, you two will escort my nephew Su back to his residence. Make sure you serve him well!"
"Yes, Father!" the two women said in unison, giving Su Yu no chance to refuse. They took his arms on either side and practically carried him into the carriage.
Watching the three figures disappear into the distance, a chorus of sour sighs rippled through the crowd: "Tsk tsk, this is the treatment of geniuses. The Yang family's twin sisters are renowned beauties, and now it seems they'll all be going to be lucky enough to be with that kid."
"If you could kill Song Qingya with three punches, plenty of young ladies from noble families would still throw themselves at you!"
Ironclad Martial Arts School, inner courtyard main hall.
The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.
"You mean—Qingya not only failed to defeat Su Yu, but was instead beaten to death by him with three punches?" Xiong Wu sat upright in the grand chair, turning two heavy black iron balls in his hands, making a series of cold "crackling" sounds.
At the bottom of the steps, Liu Hao's back was already soaked with cold sweat. He could only force himself to say, "Yes—this disciple witnessed it with his own eyes. Su Yu not only broke through the pre-Mirror Acupoint, but also mastered the Black Stone Body Tempering Technique, making his defense astonishing and his fist techniques domineering. Senior Brother Song's strength was no match for him at all—"
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