After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

"This feeling is so strange... but I don't dislike it."

Zhao Qing abruptly stood up, raising his wine glass high, his eyes filled with admiration: "Excellent! Brother Lin! What spirit!"

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, the liquor sliding down his chin, but he didn't care.

Cang Xuan's expression turned completely gloomy.

She never expected that this arrogant vagrant would actually dare to accept the challenge! Even more unexpectedly, Zhao Qing publicly stood up for him!

She clenched her sleeves tightly, her eyes surging with murderous intent.

Lin Fengmian, since you've chosen to die, don't blame me for being ruthless!

She turned and glanced at Sun Wu, who immediately understood and strode out with a sinister grin.

The martial arts master, whom the Cang family had secretly trained for ten years, now had his blood and qi surging like a tide, and a sharp aura swept over him.

The young men who were nearby involuntarily took a few steps back.

"You arrogant brat! Since you're so determined to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Sun Wu grinned maliciously, clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked. He stomped his foot and charged towards Lin Fengmian like a tiger descending a mountain!

The fist whistled, carrying a layer of grayish-white energy, which was the Cang family's ultimate technique, "Rock Solid Force"!

He used all his strength in that punch! He was determined to smash this ungrateful vagrant into a pulp with one blow!

However—faced with this earth-shattering attack, Lin Fengmian merely turned slightly to the side.

The movement was so small it was almost imperceptible, yet it perfectly avoided Sun Wuzhi's sure-fire punch.

The force of the punch grazed the hem of his clothes and slammed into the pillar behind him, creating a crater the size of a bowl, sending shards of stone flying.

"It's too slow."

Lin Fengmian spoke calmly, his tone unwavering, as if he were merely commenting on the cooking time of a dish.

Sun Wu was both shocked and furious. He hadn't expected that his full-force attack wouldn't even be able to touch the hem of his opponent's clothes!

He roared and changed his attack again—fists, palms, elbows, and knees rained down like a storm!

But Lin Fengmian seemed to stroll leisurely, always easily dodging the impenetrable attacks.

He would occasionally stick out his foot and gently trip Sun Tzu, or flick his finger lightly at the key point where Sun Tzu exerted his strength.

"Bang!"

Sun Wu lost his balance and was thrown face-first into the dirt by the force of his own forward momentum.

He knocked out a front tooth from hitting the bluestone floor, his mouth was full of blood, and he looked extremely disheveled.

"The lower body is unstable." Lin Fengmian stood with his hands behind his back, his tone still calm.

Sun Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face flushed crimson, and roared as he got up.

Undeterred, he charged forward again, this time unleashing his full power. His fists and kicks intertwined, almost completely enveloping Lin Fengmian.

But Lin Fengmian simply waved his hand casually, and a seemingly light and skillful force swept past—

Sun Wu suddenly felt his feet slip, his center of gravity shifted instantly, and he fell to the ground with a "thud," face down, his nose bleeding profusely.

"Your sense of balance is terrible." Lin Fengmian shook his head, as if looking at a toddler who had just learned to walk.

The main hall was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Sun Wu, who was a fourth-grade cultivator after birth and had been trained by the Cang family for ten years, was treated like a clown on a stage in front of Lin Fengmian and was easily toyed with.

Those young masters who were gloating were now dumbfounded, their jaws practically dropping to the ground.

The young ladies from noble families also had different expressions; some were shocked, some were solemn, and some... even had a strange light flash in their eyes.

"Aaaaah! I'll fight you to the death!"

Sun Tzu has gone completely mad.

In front of Gu Qingge, whom he admired, and in front of everyone in the room, he was humiliated by a refugee. He had never suffered such a disgrace in his life!

His eyes were bloodshot, and he lunged forward recklessly, his body riddled with openings!

Sun Tzu has gone completely mad.

His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulged on his forehead, and he let out a low growl like a wild beast as he pounced on Lin Fengmian without any regard for the consequences!

He no longer cared about any moves or footwork, relying only on his extreme anger at being humiliated, he wildly swung his fists at Lin Fengmian!

Everyone present could see that Sun Wu had lost his composure and was full of openings!

Lin Fengmian stood still, too lazy to even dodge anymore.

He glanced calmly at the figure charging towards him like a mad bull and shook his head slightly.

He didn't dodge the punch.

He simply and casually raised his right fist and gently pushed it towards Sun Wu's direction.

The force of his fist is like a dragon!

Before anyone present could even see what happened, they only felt an invisible wave of energy explode from Lin Fengmian's fist, like an invisible dragon, instantly locking onto Sun Wu's entire aura!

It was a strange sense of being locked on, as if the flow of all life between heaven and earth was being drawn by that fist at this moment, leaving Sun Wu with nowhere to dodge or retreat!

Sun Wu felt his whole body stiffen, as if he were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and all the strength in his body was drained away!

He tried his best to break free and retreat, but his feet were rooted to the spot and wouldn't budge!

His face turned bright red, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and veins bulged, yet he couldn't move a single finger!

Lin Fengmian watched his struggling figure, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips. Then, with a slight flick of his wrist—

A slight push.

"Bang--!"

"Snap—!"

"ah----!"

The three sounds rang out almost simultaneously!

The first sound was a dull thud as the force of the punch collided with the chest!

The second sound was the crisp sound of bones breaking!

The third sound was a piercing scream from Sun Wu!

A massive dent suddenly appeared in Sun Wu's chest, so deep that bone was visible, and his robes were instantly shattered into dust! He was thrown from the ground like a kite with a broken string, facing the sky, and coughing up a mouthful of blood—

"puff--!"

Then, he flew backwards like a rag doll!

"Bang--!"

It slammed hard against a pillar in the corner of the main hall, smashing the thick pillar, which required two people to hug, into a spiderweb of cracks!

Sun Wu's body slid down the pillar and collapsed to the ground, motionless. Only the shocking dent in his chest and the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth testified to the terrifying power of that attack!

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their eyes filled with disbelief!

How is that possible!

Sun Wu, a fourth-rank martial artist, was easily defeated by Lin Fengmian as if he were toying with a child!

From beginning to end, Sun Wu didn't even touch the hem of Lin Fengmian's clothes before being swatted away like a fly!