C28 Who Dares to Bully My Elder Brother Su?

Before Cai Hu had retreated three steps, Su Ling swiftly closed the gap between them. With a cold snort, he slammed his palm against Cai Hu's chest.

"Puchi!"

A mouthful of fresh blood escaped Cai Hu's lips as his complexion turned deathly pale. Incredulous, he locked eyes with Su Ling, and even as he collapsed, he couldn't comprehend how Su Ling had shattered his Yin Wolf Claw technique without resorting to any martial arts.

"I gave you the opportunity to leave, and now that chance is gone," Su Ling said with a sneer, looking down at Cai Hu sprawled on the ground.

The abrupt turn of events plunged the onlookers into a silence as profound as death. Cai Hu, known for his youthful good looks and considerable strength in Qingyang City, had even mastered an advanced martial technique. No one could have predicted his defeat at the hands of Su Ling.

Just days before, Su Ling had been labeled a worthless nobody, even facing a humiliating engagement cancellation by Lu Xueyao. How could such a reject have possibly bested Cai Hu?

It was beyond belief!

Having vanquished Cai Hu, Su Ling withdrew his attention from the fallen man and surveyed the crowd with an icy stare. "When Lu Xueyao visited the Su Family, it wasn't to break off our engagement but to mutually agree to its dissolution. Now, Xueyao and I are merely friends," he stated flatly.

"An agreement to cancel the engagement?" The crowd was taken aback by his words, but their shock quickly turned to laughter.

"An agreement to cancel the engagement? A cancellation is a cancellation. How can you deny it? Even if you did defeat Cai Hu, what does it matter? Next to Lu Xueyao, the favored daughter of the heavens, you, Su Ling, are still nothing but trash."

"Exactly! Lu Xueyao has been accepted into the Holy School of Danwu Academy. Someone like you doesn't stand a chance, not just at the Holy School, but you probably couldn't even step foot into Danwu Academy," they jeered.

A chorus of mocking laughter filled the air.

Su Ling stood motionless in the center of the Martial Arts Training Field, his face betraying no emotion, whether joy or sorrow. He shifted his gaze to the nearby stage, lost in thought for a moment before making his way toward it.

As Su Ling approached the edge of the arena, a derisive snicker echoed from behind him.

"Trash! Have you finally mustered the courage to show up at the Martial Arts Training Field?"

The mocking words reverberated through the field, prompting laughter from the onlookers.

Su Ling remained composed, but at the sound of the insult, he couldn't help but furrow his brow. He turned to face his insulter and said, "Master Lin, have I ever wronged you?"

"Su Ling, I've always wondered, what kind of misplaced confidence allows you to cling to life like the waste you are?"

Lin Feng's cold, contemptuous gaze swept over Su Ling as he spoke with biting sarcasm.

"Lin Feng has arrived at last! His strength has reached the eighth level of body refining, far surpassing Cai Hu. And he's never gotten along with Su Ling. Now that Su Ling has the audacity to step into the Martial Arts Training Field, Lin Feng surely won't let him off easy."

"Leave? Ha! Su Ling had the nerve to show up here; I doubt Lin Feng plans to let him walk out alive."

Indeed, anyone from Qingyang City could attest to the bad blood between Su Ling and Lin Feng.

Lin Feng had always despised someone he considered as worthless as Su Ling. In the past, he had issued several challenges for a deathmatch, but Su Ling, the coward, never dared to step onto the arena at the Martial Arts Training Field, and the matter eventually fizzled out.

But now, with Su Ling boldly entering the Martial Arts Training Field, Lin Feng wouldn't pass up the chance.

"You good-for-nothing, do you have the guts to face me in a fight to the death in the arena?"

Lin Feng's anger was palpable as he watched Su Ling dismiss his question. His venomous stare bore into Su Ling as he spat out his challenge.

"I won't fight you."

Without hesitation, Su Ling shook his head and replied, "In a few days, the Sword King Pavilion will be recruiting here in Qingyang City. You'll be trying out too, won't you?"

"Hmm?"

At that, Lin Feng paused, a look of bewilderment crossing his face.

"Haha, you can't seriously be considering trying out for the Sword King Pavilion's selection, can you, you piece of trash?"

Suddenly, Lin Feng burst into maniacal laughter as though he'd just heard the world's most hilarious joke, and asked with curiosity.

"Yep, that's the plan. I'll be taking part in the Sword King Pavilion's assessment too."

Su Ling nodded with equanimity and said with a smile.

"You think you, a nobody, have what it takes to try out for the Sword King Pavilion?"

Lin Feng's hatred surged at the sight of Su Ling's composed demeanor. His eyes brimmed with venom as he launched a punch at Su Ling.

Boom!

Lin Feng, an eighth-level Body Refinement expert whose power nearly matched the ninth level, was no doubt a standout beneath the Martial Essence Stage. His fist flew with the force of a tiger's roar and full of vigor.

Caught off guard by Lin Feng's sudden move, Su Ling furrowed his brow. Lin Feng was strong, but Su Ling knew that if he pulled out all the stops, Lin Feng would likely be no match for him.

As Su Ling prepared to counter Lin Feng's heavy punch, a figure suddenly materialized in front of him.

"Who dares to mess with my Elder Brother Su?"

The words had barely left his mouth when a chilling blast of icy air swept through, turning the area around Su Ling bitterly cold.

Lin Feng's punch was effortlessly intercepted by the figure.

"Scram!"

The figure was unmistakably Su Xiaomei. Her face was frosty as she glared at Lin Feng and barked, "Or I'll take you down."

Boom!

Despite her youth, Su Xiaomei was a formidable early-stage Martial Essence expert. Lin Feng, merely at the eighth level of Body Refinement, was no match for her full-force strike and was sent reeling back several meters, coughing up blood.

"You!"

Lin Feng managed to regain his footing after stumbling back. He had come to the Martial Arts Training Field with the intention of teaching Su Ling a lesson, but with Su Xiaomei present, that was now an impossible task.

After all, nearly everyone in Qingyang City knew that Su Xiaomei was Su Ling's fiercest protector.

In the past, if anyone dared to bully Su Ling and Su Xiaomei got wind of it, she would unfailingly stand by Su Ling's side, seeking retribution.

Su Xiaomei was no ordinary child; her martial arts talent was simply too extraordinary.

Su Xiaomei may have just turned thirteen this year, yet she's already a formidable practitioner at the Martial Essence Stage. It would be a challenge to find another Cultivating Warrior within the vast Lanqing Empire who could match her prowess. With such extraordinary Martial Arts Talents, it's almost certain that Su Xiaomei will secure a place at Danwu Academy, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

Naturally, should Su Xiaomei choose to do so, the esteemed Sword King Pavilion would undoubtedly welcome her with open arms.