High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

Lin Yun hailed a hover taxi and gave the address of the Black Star Warrior specialty store.

The car drove all the way into the Wudao Commercial Street in the city center before stopping. Lin Yun got out of the car and walked towards the specialty store.

As I passed by the Tianwen flagship store, the glass door opened, and a familiar figure stepped out.

Su Nianhe was wearing a simple white dress, holding a document in her hand, with two managers in suits behind her, who were talking to each other.

Lin Yun paused, just as Su Nianhe looked up and her eyes lit up. She quickly walked over.

"Lin Yun! When did you get back? Why didn't you tell me?"

Su Nianhe looked Lin Yun up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he looked alright.

"Just came out of the wilderness, planning to get my knife repaired." Lin Yun turned slightly, revealing the Bloodfang Knife wrapped in cloth on his back. "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't they say they were going to make some changes? I came to check on things." Su Nianhe shrugged, her tone casual. "The entire management team has been replaced, so we won't encounter that kind of situation again."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on the knife behind Lin Yun, and her brows furrowed slightly.

She watched Lin Yun buy the Bloodfang Knife with her own eyes, and now she could feel that the outline was wrong even through the cloth.

"How did the knife get so badly damaged?" Su Nianhe reached out and gently touched the cloth bag. "Could it have run into a second-tier beast?"

The Bloodfang Blade is a top-tier Tier 1 combat weapon, and it's the latest model from the Black Star Group. The fact that it broke like this most likely means it encountered a higher-tier opponent.

Lin Yun nodded: "Yes, a Golden Scaled Serpent King."

Su Nianhe's breath hitched for a moment, then she slowly calmed down and said with a smile, "It's good that you're back. I'm free anyway, so I'll go with you to Black Star. Members have a fast-track repair service, so we won't have to wait."

The two walked side by side toward the Black Star store. After a few steps, a man and a woman walked toward them.

The boy had distinctive features; his cheeks were slightly sunken, but he was tall and straight, with a hint of arrogance between his brows.

The girl had exquisite makeup, carried a limited-edition bag, and was holding the boy's arm in an intimate manner.

The girl recognized Su Nianhe from afar, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and deliberately raised her voice.

"Oh, isn't this Miss Su? What brings you to browse these ordinary shops?"

Her gaze swept over Lin Yun beside Su Nianhe, and seeing that he was dressed plainly and had a broken knife wrapped around his back, her contempt deepened.

"Everyone says Miss Su married a poor boy from a small town. It turns out it's true. How blind she is! Unlike me, this man beside me is Du Fei, one of the Thirty-Two Heroes of the Nine Provinces. His future is limitless. Miss Su, don't be too hard on yourself, or people will laugh their heads off."

Su Nianhe's face turned cold. She stopped and looked up at Ning Yin, her tone laced with sarcasm.

"Who do we have here? It's Miss Ning. How dare you mock others for having no taste?"

Look at your boyfriend's face, it looks like he was trampled by a cow when he was born. People who don't know better might think you have pica.

"Get yourself a pair of glasses; they won't cost much."

Lin Yun glanced at the girl and asked, "Who is this girl? Her breath smells so bad, did she not brush her teeth this morning?"

Du Fei's temper flared instantly when he saw Lin Yun dare to mock his girlfriend. He pointed at Lin Yun and cursed, "Who do you think you are, daring to talk about Ning Yin like that? You're just a gigolo who lives off a woman, a dog who bullies others."

"Try swearing again, and I'll rip your tongue out!"

Su Nianhe stepped forward half a step, blocking Lin Yun's way, her eyes as cold as ice.

Du Fei's words caught in his throat.

He was originally from Class A1 and knew how powerful Su Nianhe was. If they really fought, he would be no match for her.

Moreover, Su Nianhe is a woman of her word, and he really wouldn't dare to go against her.

Du Fei's face flushed red, but he didn't dare to retort.

Seeing Du Fei fall silent, Ning Yin was both angry and anxious. She said sarcastically, "Miss Su is indeed capable, but she can't protect this poor boy all the time, can she? Men's matters should be resolved by men themselves. What kind of skill is it to rely on a woman to step in?"

"If men's problems are to be solved by men, then women's problems should also be solved by women, right?"

Su Nianhe suddenly asked.

Before Ning Yin could react to what it meant, she heard a crisp snap.

Su Nianhe raised her hand and slapped Ning Yin hard. The latter's face turned red instantly, and her head tilted to one side.

"Shut up."

Su Nianhe uttered two words.

Ning Yin covered her face, feeling both angry and aggrieved, her eyes reddening, but she only dared to stomp on Du Fei's foot hard, urging him to stand up for her.

Du Fei felt a sharp pain from being stepped on, and seeing Ning Yin being wronged, he couldn't save face and could only grit his teeth and look at Lin Yun.

"Kid, all you can do is hide behind women? You coward! If you've got the guts, give me a go!"

He paused, then uttered harsh words.

"I won't bully you. If I don't beat you to a pulp within three moves, I'll kneel down and call you 'Dad' right now!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun smiled and stepped out from behind Su Nianhe.

"Sure, let's give it a try."

He took the knife off his back and handed it to Su Nianhe, then stretched his wrists, speaking casually.

"Just three moves!"

When Du Fei saw that he had agreed, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

He entered the school at the first level of Martial Master, and now he is at the peak of the first level. He is a top-tier figure in Class A1. He can easily deal with Lin Yun, a martial apprentice, in three moves.

"Take this!"

Du Fei let out a low shout and threw a punch, the wind from which whistled as it flew straight toward Lin Yun's face.

He only used 30% of his strength, thinking it would be enough to send Lin Yun flying.

Lin Yun used his Wind Step to turn lightly and slide half a step to the side, easily avoiding the punch.

The first move missed.

Du Fei frowned, and his second move followed immediately. He swept his leg sideways with a powerful, sweeping kick that made a whooshing sound as it went through the air.

Lin Yun slumped down from his horse, his left arm blocking the fall, his qi and blood congealing.

With a muffled thud, he swayed but stood firmly on his feet without even flinching.

The second move, here we go.

Du Fei's expression changed.

He didn't expect Lin Yun to be able to withstand two of his moves, so he dared not hold back any longer. He used all his strength in the third move, circulating his blood and qi to the limit, bursting out with dazzling rainbow light, and punched Lin Yun in the chest.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed, his right fist clenched, and he unleashed the full power of his Breaking Fist, meeting the opponent's fist head-on.

The two fists collided, and the shockwaves dispersed.

Du Fei felt a tremendous force coming from him, his arm went numb, and he almost lost his balance.

He looked up at Lin Yun, who had only taken three steps back, his expression calm, and he hadn't been hurt at all.

After three moves, Lin Yun was completely unharmed.

Ning Yin, who was standing next to her, was stunned and covered her mouth, unable to speak.

Du Fei is one of the Thirty-Two Heroes, a Martial Master, yet he couldn't defeat a martial arts apprentice from a small city in three moves.

Su Nianhe crossed her arms, looked coldly at Du Fei, and urged him on in her tone.

"Three moves are over, why don't you kneel down and call me father?"

Du Fei's face turned pale and then red, extremely embarrassed.

Passersby stopped to watch the spectacle, pointing and whispering.

He gritted his teeth. In front of everyone, he had said what he said, and he had no choice but to admit it.

Even if she didn't admit it, Su Nianhe wouldn't agree.

He bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a thud, the sound squeezed out from between his teeth.

"father."

Lin Yun leaned down slightly and patted his cheek: "Hey, my dear son!"