nashuaworldcup Chapter 227 The Tragedy of Li Ru Niu
Chapter 227 The Tragedy of Li Ru Niu
Chapter 227 The Tragedy of Li Ru Niu
Seeing the hint of insecurity on Su Yang's still-childish face, yet a hint of eagerness in his eyes, Li Runiu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that fate had been kind to him after all.
The manager had given himself a death order: if he showed even the slightest fear of battle, he would be severely punished by the Martial Elders Association afterward.
Although he had tried his best to appear pitiful in front of that handsome young man with a sinister look, the consequences of facing a master who was clearly much stronger than himself were unpredictable.
Perhaps the other party will hold back, but even so, will I be safe? What if I get beaten into a pulp in front of everyone, losing all face and never being able to hold my head up in the Bodhi Temple again?
Being beaten into a pig's head would be the best outcome. What if he loses all his martial arts skills in one move and becomes a cripple forever?
The Martial Elders Association never supports useless people. A martial artist who has lost his martial arts skills has a status in the Martial Elders Association that is not much different from that of a dead person, or even worse.
This has been proven by countless predecessors with their blood over the years.
Now, the opposing team has brought in a young disciple who has just entered the Martial Master realm. Although this disciple's realm is the same as mine—Martial Master—his martial arts cultivation is clearly inferior.
Once the two sides start fighting, I just need to make a show of it and fight the boy to a draw, then I can leave unscathed.
Li Runiu even thought that, if possible, he should secretly channel his inner energy, force out a mouthful of blood from his chest, and pretend that he was no match for the boy.
After all, both sides are martial arts masters. Although I am slightly more skilled, even the best can make mistakes. Who hasn't been careless at times?
"Yes, that's it. It's a bit embarrassing, but it guarantees your safety!"
Li Runiu secretly made up his mind that as long as he could hold out against the boy for a while, he would pretend to be injured and unable to defeat him, leaving the manager speechless.
The war between the Martial Elders Association and the Clan Alliance has lasted for three years. During these three years, although the Martial Elders Association has gained an absolute advantage, those who have benefited are definitely not the lowest-level martial artists like myself.
In such a large-scale war between two forces, a low-level martial artist like myself is just cannon fodder, so there's no need to fight so desperately. Ensuring survival in this chaotic world is the most important thing; everything else is just fluff.
"Brother Su, please don't hold back. My name is Li Runiu, a Martial Master. Please give me your guidance!"
Following the etiquette of a martial artist, Li Runiu clasped his hands in a fist salute to Su Yang, assumed a fighting stance, and prepared to stage a dramatic scene of desperate struggle for survival.
Compared to Li Runiu, who had so many ideas swirling in his mind in an instant, Su Yang's thoughts were far less complicated. Only Master Long Wu's words echoed in his mind: "If you lose, the daily training will be increased tenfold."
In his mind, Master Long's teaching methods were always brutal and simplistic, and his perverse methods were outrageous. Since entering the Nameless Dojo to cultivate martial arts, he had suffered countless hardships at Master Long's hands. Even if a tiny movement was slightly out of place, Master Long would make him practice it a hundred times on his own.
This is only when Master Long is in a good mood. If Master Long is in a bad mood, it could happen a thousand or even ten thousand times. Moreover, Master Long is often in a bad mood.
Compared to the other masters and venue owners, Master Long is nothing more than a smiling devil who keeps beckoning to himself and finds the greatest pleasure in life in dragging himself into hell.
"I absolutely cannot lose this match! I must not let Master Long's perverted wish be fulfilled! If the daily training volume is increased tenfold, I definitely won't be able to last until the day I achieve mastery of martial arts, because the most likely outcome is that I will be worked to death!"
Thinking of this, Su Yang secretly glanced at Long Wu again and found that the adorable yet hateful Master Long was looking at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of expectation.
"This expectation isn't about hoping for victory, but rather about using this opportunity to torment himself again to achieve his ulterior motives! Yes, that must be it!"
Su Dao's heart skipped a beat. She tried her best not to look into Long Wu's eyes and instead focused all her attention on Li Runiu.
"Anyway, with the owner and all the masters here, I don't think the martial artists of the Bodhi Dojo would dare to do anything. We should just honestly fight this Li Ru Niu."
Su Yang calmed himself down, gathered his Yuan Power, and began to circulate it slowly through his meridians, following the same cultivation path he used every day.
However, as soon as the Yuan energy within his body stirred, Su Yang discovered that his condition today was quite different from usual.
Since I had only recently entered the Martial Master realm, I often encountered obstacles when my internal energy passed through certain meridians during my daily practice.
Today was quite different. The internal energy flowed exceptionally smoothly through his meridians, like mercury spilling onto the ground, penetrating every crevice. Especially when passing through places that were normally difficult to reach, it was as fluid as flowing water, without the slightest hindrance.
"This makes no sense at all! Could it be that I had a stroke of good luck today? Or that my power has increased dramatically overnight? Or is it really as Master Long said, that the pill I just took has taken effect?"
Su Yang was filled with questions. But now was clearly not the time to delve into them; a resounding victory was what he needed most.
"Who cares, let's just start fighting!"
Feeling the Yuan energy flowing faster and faster within his body, Su Yang felt an unbearable heat rising within him, and a sense of being unable to control himself began to grow. Without daring to think further, he suddenly let out a loud shout and punched Li Runiu in the chest.
hum!
This punch, brimming with power, unleashed a rapid and heavy burst of energy that stirred the air, causing a low rumble to reverberate around it.
Li Runiu had been secretly observing the boy in front of him, while secretly pondering how to attack and dodge so that he could subtly hold back in the fight, so that the boy could win while the steward could find no fault with him.
With this mindset, he observed Su Yang very carefully. He captured every subtle movement and even every glance from the other man.
He first caught a glimpse of confusion in Su Yang's eyes, then sensed a hint of determination, and finally, these two expressions merged into one, transforming into something called danger.
"Danger? Why do I have this feeling? He's just an ordinary martial artist who has just entered the Martial Master realm. Could he possibly harm me?"
"But... why is this feeling getting stronger and stronger, and once it starts, it's uncontrollable? If that's the case, do I need to adjust the strategy I had planned earlier?"
Li Runiu hesitated for a moment.
Just as he was hesitating, he discovered that Su Yang had already made the first move!
The punch came so swiftly and fiercely, as if a powerful wild beast was aiming at him from the shadows, wanting to swallow him whole and chew him to pieces!
"Oh no, we've been tricked! Who would have thought this young man was just pretending to be weak while actually being strong?"
In this critical moment, Li Runiu lost his composure and had no time to consider the countermeasures he had just come up with. He threw a punch with all his might to meet the opponent's mountain-like and powerful fist.
At this point, life is of the essence. As for self-inflicted damage to one's meridians, feigning defeat by swallowing blood, etc., who has the leisure to think about such things?
Even so, Li Runiu's response was too late. The opponent's fist came crashing down like a mountain, colliding fiercely with his own!
boom!
A loud bang came from where the two men's fists collided, and the leaked energy stirred up a gust of wind around them. The martial artists from the Bodhi Dojo who were closest to the two men couldn't help but squint their eyes.
Amidst the horrified gazes of the affected martial artists, Li Runiu's arm broke, and his sleeves ripped apart, fluttering helplessly in the wind like butterflies.
However, this was not the end. Su Yang's small fist seemed to contain infinite power, passing over Li Runiu's arm and continuing to strike his chest solidly.
flutter!
Li Runiu let out a scream and fell backward. His chest had been blasted open by Su Yang's fist, and blood sprayed into the air like a shower of peach blossoms.
"That shouldn't be... You're just an ordinary martial artist, how could your punches be so powerful..."
Li Runiu's eyes widened, filled with resentment.
He struggled to get up, but found in despair that he had no strength left in his body.
Breathing became increasingly difficult, consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and as blood flowed from his mouth, his life force was gradually drained away.
He kicked his leg one last time, his eyes filled with death, and his life finally came to an end.
Su Yang stood still, frozen in his punching stance, his eyes filled with confusion.
Killing someone for the first time in his life brought him neither excitement nor fear. He simply couldn't understand how the other person, whose cultivation was clearly higher than his own, could be so easily defeated.
Was it truly a mastery of divine skills? Or was it just a stroke of good luck? Or perhaps the miraculous elixir played a crucial role?
Su Yang stared blankly at his fist, his mind filled with doubt.
"Well done! At least we didn't waste a precious pill!"
Just as Su Yang was standing there in a daze, Long Wu stepped forward and patted Su Yang on the shoulder in a light gesture of approval. Of course, he might have been praising Su Yang, or he might have been praising the pill.
"It turns out I was overthinking it. It wasn't that I had mastered divine skills, but rather that I relied on the power of elixirs."
Hearing Long Wu's praise, Su Yang came to his senses and finally understood where the power of his punch came from.
The fact that he hadn't mastered the divine skill left Su Yang feeling quite frustrated. But then he thought about it again and felt relieved.
"I just saw the master and the other teachers eating pills like they were chewing candy, stuffing handfuls into their mouths. I guess I'll have plenty of opportunities to get some in the future."
Su Yang muttered to himself, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards the pocket at Long Wu's waist.
Just as he was secretly pondering this, the manager of the Bodhi Dojo shouted, "You all deserve to die! How dare you kill members of the Martial Elders Association! The Martial Elders Association will not let you get away with this!"
"Still daring to bark here? You're courting death!"
Long Wu laughed loudly and kicked the martial artist and the manager of the Bodhi Dojo out of the wall, one after the other.
The martial artists were alright; they simply bounced off the ground and then ran away as fast as lightning.
The manager wasn't so lucky. He was unfamiliar with martial arts and was thrown face-first into the dirt. Half of the fleshy growth on his eyebrow was scraped off by the ground, and blood gushed out immediately.
"You bunch of murderers, just wait to collect your own corpses!"
The steward scrambled to his feet, baring his teeth but sounding cowardly, and shouted loudly towards the inside of the wall before hurriedly following the warriors who had come with him.
"We're sparing your life today so you can go back and deliver the message. We grandpas are waiting here!"
Long Wu's excited voice echoed over the high wall, like a thunderclap in the steward's ears. The steward was startled and fell to the ground again, completely knocking off the tumor on his face.