From breaking the limits of the White Ape Fist to becoming a martial arts saint.

Chapter 121 Su Yu, get up here!

Upon hearing this, Su Yu's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

What's wrong with this head of the Yang family today?

Although it is common for men to have multiple wives and concubines in this world where the strong are respected, Yang Chongren was very wary of her.

Today, not only are they offering to deliver it proactively, but they're also offering to deliver it all together?

Su Yu's sharp eyes instantly saw through Yang Chongren's petty businessman's thoughts.

She was still afraid that she wouldn't put in the effort, so she wanted to use her beauty to completely tie herself to the Yang family's war machine.

His expression was calm, and his tone was composed yet firm: "Uncle Yang, I have previously expressed my feelings. The path of martial arts is long and winding, and I am still in the early stages. I do not wish to be bound by romantic feelings too early. As for this arena battle—"

Su Yu paused, then exuded a convincing and sharp aura: "Since I have already agreed, there is absolutely no reason for me to hold back. Uncle Yang, you can rest assured."

Yang Chongren's heart sank when he heard Su Yu's half-rejection.

He's a businessman, and businessmen only trust what they have in their hands.

Although Su Yu might be telling the truth, he wouldn't gamble; he believed more in the exchange of benefits.

"clang!"

Just then, a gong sounded.

In the center of the arena, a middle-aged man clad in heavy black iron armor, his aura surging, strode out.

This man was none other than Lu Ping, the referee of this arena, a centurion of the Black Stone Army, and also the deputy commander of the enforcement team.

As the time drew to a close, Yang Chongren's last bit of composure vanished.

"Nephew Su, Uncle Yang knows you aspire to the pinnacle of martial arts and look down on this mundane world. But precisely because of this, you lack those who truly care for you and serve you!"

"Uncle Yang truly believes in your future and doesn't care about any official title! Even if you become incredibly successful in the future, and Zhen'er and the others are too mediocre to keep up with you, you can make them your concubines or maids!"

Su Yu's pupils contracted slightly.

In this world, concubines have an extremely low status. Yang Chongren was a wealthy merchant in the city, yet he was willing to let his two pampered daughters become concubines.

But he soon realized that Yang Chongren had been driven to a dead end.

However, he had his own principles and did not want to take advantage of others' misfortunes.

"Uncle Yang, Su Yu reiterates: he will give it his all in the arena battle!"

"My family, the Qian family, reveres Xu Yuanjie. Would any esteemed gentleman be so kind as to offer his guidance?"

A middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt with bulging arm muscles came to the center of the field, his eyes like lightning, staring directly at the Yang family camp.

Wang Nianchen approached Su Yu and said, "Brother Su, this Xu Yuanjie comes from the Canglan Martial Arts School. Although his strength is not yet at the first level of acupoints, his Canglan Fist technique is very famous and his strength should not be underestimated."

Yang Chongren immediately added, "Of the two elders from the Qian family, Xu Yuanjie is the strongest. As long as he defeats the other one, we will win the match!"

"Alright, in that case, Brother Su, I'll go test this guy's mettle first, shall I?"

"please!"

Su Yu nodded in acknowledgment.

"Hahahaha! Xu Yuanjie, I am Wang Nianchen, a retainer of the Yang family. Come and meet you!" Wang Nianchen laughed loudly and strode forward.

Once both sides had taken their positions, referee Lu Ping immediately announced, "The match begins!"

"Canglan Furious Wave Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yuanjie sprang up. He didn't use a weapon, but his fists were accompanied by faint sounds of wind and thunder, like a giant wave rising from the ground, rushing straight towards Wang Nianchen's face.

This punch was powerful and heavy, like a raging torrent crashing against the shore, accompanied by a terrifying whooshing sound, aimed straight for the opponent's face.

Su Yu glanced at him and knew that Xu Yuanjie had been immersed in the Canglan Fist for many years and was not an ordinary person. If they were to fight head-on, Wang Nian would probably not be a match for him.

Upon seeing this punch, Wang Nianchen dared not be careless at all. He could not bring down the long sword behind him in time, so he could only hold it horizontally in front of his chest, like an iron shield.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the broad blade, producing a dull thud that made your teeth ache.

Wang Nianchen used the momentum to slide backward a few steps, dissipating the force.

This is definitely a tough opponent, one that can be dealt with by targeting acupoints! A direct confrontation is definitely not an option!

Knowing what was going on, Wang Nianchen immediately changed tactics and adopted a fierce attack stance.

"Black Tiger Breaks the Gate!"

He roared and unleashed his ultimate move, his broadsword whistling through the air as he slashed towards the opponent's center.

His broadsword was thick and powerful, and when he struck down, it was with tremendous force, which startled Xu Yuanjie, who dared not take the blow head-on.

He jerked his body backward, barely dodging the powerful and sweeping attack.

Seeing the other party dodge, Wang Nianchen was secretly delighted—he'd been tricked!

"Black Tiger Chain Blade!"

The large knife in his hand looked intimidating, but it wasn't actually that heavy.

Once the opponent doesn't dare to confront him directly, they fall into his rhythm.

The next moment, the broadsword in his hand moved like a storm, slashing down continuously, forming a dense barrage of blade light, which was quite astonishing!

"How is this possible? How can such a heavy knife move at such speed?"

Xu Yuanjie was shocked and flustered by this unreasonable fighting style.

it is good!

Watching from the sidelines, Yang Chongren couldn't help but clap and cheer. Wang Nianchen truly lived up to his reputation as a member of the Ironclad Martial Arts School; his strength had actually suppressed Xu Yuanjie.

His gaze shifted to the opposite side, and upon seeing Qian Mushang's calm expression, his heart sank.

I imagined the other party would look furious, but they didn't appear.

Does the other side have some other tricks up their sleeve?

On the field, Wang Nianchen seized the opportunity and followed up with a series of fierce sword techniques after the Black Tiger Chain Blade, forcing Xu Yuanjie into an increasingly difficult situation.

Finally, after dodging several times, Xu Yuanjie revealed an opening and was slashed in the chest with a knife, causing a spray of blood to appear.

"Brother Xu, admit defeat. I don't want to offend you!" Wang Nianchen swung his knife several times in succession, not giving his opponent a chance to catch his breath.

Seeing that his opponent's broadsword showed no sign of slowing down, Xu Yuanjie realized that he was no match for him and that continuing the fight would only result in more serious injuries.

After a brief hesitation, he immediately surrendered, saying, "I concede defeat."

Upon hearing the word "admit defeat," Wang Nianchen was overjoyed. Xu Yuanjie was strong and had amazing boxing skills, but he hadn't expected to be fooled by him.

If he were to confront me directly, he would see through my tricks in just a few moves.

"You flatter me! Brother Xu's fist technique is profound; I only have the advantage of swordsmanship!"

"Brother Wang, you're too kind. I humbly admit defeat!"

The two clasped their hands in a fist salute, instantly dispelling the tense atmosphere.

"They won? They actually won!"

Yang Chongren slapped his thigh excitedly, his eyes gleaming.

They won just by relying on Wang Nian? Was my offer to make my two daughters concubines too much to win over Su Yu?

As soon as he won the game, Yang Chongren's businessman nature immediately resurfaced, and he began to think about how to reduce the conditions he had just given Su Yu.

However, just as the Yang family was celebrating, a worried voice rang out: "Father, it seems the Qian family has no intention of admitting defeat!"

Seeing that the other side was not in any disarray, Yang Zhen immediately spoke up to remind them.

Upon hearing this, Yang Chongren looked over and his heart skipped a beat.

Despite losing for a while, Qian Mushang was not angry at all. Instead, he had a mocking sneer on his lips and was respectfully bowing to the inconspicuous black carriage at the end of the street.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and two figures dressed in black outfits slowly stepped out.

Their steps were steady and slow, but their imposing presence silenced everyone.

In the arena, Wang Nianchen, who had been full of vigor, suddenly turned pale and almost dropped the large knife in his hand.

"Song—Senior Brother Song? Liu—Senior Brother Liu?"

His voice trembled, and the imposing manner he had displayed vanished instantly, replaced by humility and fear.

Yang Chongren was shocked when he saw Wang Nianchen's reaction.

He's a master from the Ironclad Martial Arts School!

Oh no! How could the Qian family have found such a master!

As the two approached, someone in the crowd immediately recognized them, gasping in shock: "That's Iron Arm Song Qingya from the Ironclad Martial Arts School! A master who has achieved perfect acupoint cultivation!"

"He once single-handedly defeated five martial arts schools, and was undefeated in a single attack on acupoints!"

"That young man next to him is Liu Hao! He ranked in the top twenty in the martial arts examination! It's said that he's been preparing to break through to a higher level since then! He's a genius of the new generation!"

The appearance of the two immediately drew cheers from the Qian family.

Qian Mushang let out a loud laugh, "My lords, things are about to get complicated!"

On the contrary, everyone on the Yang family's side turned deathly pale.

"It's over—" Butler Yang Quan trembled with fear. "Master, Song Qingya is a renowned expert at the first stage of the Acupoint Realm! Although Su Gongfeng is also at the first stage, how long has he been at that level? How could he possibly be his match—"

Despair spread like a plague through the Yang family.

Yang Chongren's face was gloomy. At this moment, he knew that he had been tricked by Qian Mushang. He must have already found experts from the Ironclad Martial Arts School.

They're just waiting to jump into the pit themselves!

Su Yu, they had already planned this out, so they weren't afraid at all.

So what if he was in the top five of the martial arts examination? He was still too young, and he had only entered the acupoints once a month or two ago. How could he be a match for Song Qingya?

At this moment, Liu Hao had already entered the arena. He looked at Wang Nian opposite him with disdain.

Wang Nianchen immediately smiled obsequiously, "Senior Brother Liu, I admit defeat, I admit defeat. We're both from the Ironclad Martial Arts School, how could I dare to fight you?"

"Wang Nianchen, it's not too late to admit defeat after the fight!"

Liu Hao snorted coldly. Wang Nianchen and Su Yu serving as retainers of the Yang family together had already broken a taboo. How could he not teach him a lesson?

The next moment, his body vanished instantly, turning into a blur, and he punched Wang Nianchen in the face.

With the same punch, Wang Nian could still react to Xu Yuanjie's attack, but Liu Hao's punch was so fast that he couldn't react in time.

He didn't have time to block, so he could only instinctively step back in an attempt to avoid it.

However, that fist, surging with energy, was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already slammed into his chest.

Click!

With a cracking sound, Wang Nianchen's burly body flew backward, followed by a crash as he slammed into several outdoor tables and chairs on the sidelines, shattering them.

The crowd of onlookers erupted in uproar!

"So strong! Liu Hao actually defeated Wang Nianchen with a single punch! Is this the true genius of the Ironclad Martial Arts School?"

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At this moment, the Yang family was completely plunged into despair.

It's over, it's over, Wang Gongfeng couldn't even withstand a single move.

If Liu Hao is already like this, then how strong must Song Qingya be!

Liu Hao shook the blood off his hands, glanced at Su Yu over the crowd, but did not continue to attack. Instead, he stepped off the stage with a cold smile.

He knew his own limitations; Su Yu was only at the first acupoint and could kill Sun Shi, so he was no match for him.

However, since he offended Senior Brother Sun Yan and the Ironclad Martial Arts School, someone naturally came to deal with him!

"The waste has been disposed of."

Song Qingya, who had remained motionless, slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as a hawk's.

He walked step by step toward the center of the arena, and with each step he took, the blue bricks on the ground cracked like a spider web.

Once he stood still, the terrifying aura of his perfected acupoints erupted without reservation, and from a distance, the crowd seemed to hear the roar of his aura like a mighty river.

Song Qingya's gaze was icy as she looked at Su Yu, her voice chilling: "Su Yu, come up here and face your death!"