Tang San had yet to see much of the world. Used to feeling superior in a small place like Nuoding City, he could no longer maintain that sense of superiority now.
"The gap is too great..."
"I... I'm no match for him at all!"
As he watched Lin Yu approach him step by step with an icy expression, fear appeared in Tang San's eyes for the first time.
He was afraid of Lin Yu.
Bang!
Lin Yu's final kick landed on Tang San's face, pinning him firmly to the ground. Looking down coldly at the person beneath his foot, he said, "Still talking about the way to death?"
"Damn it!" Tang San clenched his fists tightly beneath Lin Yu's foot.
Tang San had always been immensely proud.
Yet today, he had been humiliated like this, trampled beneath someone's foot. His pride had taken a severe blow, and he wanted nothing more than to kill Lin Yu.
But at this moment, he could no longer put on a brave front. He did not even dare to raise his head and glare into Lin Yu's eyes.
Tang San could sense that Lin Yu was someone they absolutely could not afford to offend!
If he continued resisting, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Tang San lowered his proud head and remained silent in humiliation.
It was also at this moment that several White-Robed Deacons from the Martial Soul Branch Hall, led by Su Yuntao, finally arrived.
Su Yuntao shouted sternly, "Who dares fight and cause trouble on Spirit Hall territory? Stop at once!"
Seeing that Spirit Hall had finally sent people over, Yu Xiaogang let out a long sigh of relief. Then, an idea suddenly struck him. A sinister look appeared on his face as he shouted at Su Yuntao and the others, "It