Unbearably Arrogant

"Su Hai wins! The next two Number Two contestants, come onto the stage."

Following Su Hai's victory, Lin De immediately announced.

This time, the two contestants were a disciple of the City Lord's Mansion and a disciple of the Wei family.

Both were at the Peak Seventh Level of Qi Refining. The moment they stepped onto the stage, they fought so fiercely that neither could gain the upper hand.

"Tablet Splitting Palm!"

"Fierce Tiger Fist!"

After fighting for a while, the two unleashed their respective ultimate techniques and collided head-on.

Bang!

The Wei family disciple was ultimately a little inferior. He was forced back several steps, and the City Lord's Mansion disciple seized the opening and sent him flying with a palm strike.

"Lin He wins!" Lin De announced.

Next came the two Number Three contestants.

The competition was in full swing. Battle after battle unfolded; the defeated left dejectedly, while the victors stood proud and high-spirited.

"The two Number Seven contestants, come onto the stage!"

As Lin De's words fell, two figures leaped onto the stage.

One of them was Su Peng of the Su family. However, when Su Peng saw his opponent, his expression immediately turned ugly.

Because his opponent was none other than the City Lord's daughter, Lin Qiong.

"I concede!" Su Peng shouted helplessly.

Su Peng was only at the peak of the Sixth Tier of Qi Cultivation. Fighting Lin Qiong would have been completely meaningless.

Lin Qiong's expression remained as still as an ancient well, as though her opponent's surrender had been entirely within her expectations. Without saying another word, she flashed off the battle stage.

The battles on the stage continued.

It had to be said that the younger disciples of the City Lord's Mansion's Lin family and the Wei family were generally stronger than those of the Su family.

Although the Su family had two Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation disciples, Su Tianhao and Su Hai, it had only one Qi Cultivation Level Eight disciple, Su Mei.

In contrast, while the Lin and Wei families each had only one Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation disciple, they each had three or four Qi Cultivation Level Eight disciples.

"The two Number Ten contestants, come onto the stage."

As Lin De's words fell, another two disciples stepped onto the stage.

One of them was Wei Rufeng of the Wei family. His opponent was a Su family disciple named Su Nan, who was only at the peak of the Sixth Tier of Qi Cultivation.

"I concede, I con—"

Su Nan decisively chose to concede. No one found it surprising; even the Su family members thought Su Nan had made a wise choice.

After all, there was a difference of three levels in cultivation between the two.

However, what happened next caught everyone completely off guard.

Before Su Nan could finish speaking, a savage grin flashed across Wei Rufeng's lips. His body suddenly shot forward, and he smashed a fist viciously into Su Nan's chest.

"Ah!"

With a miserable scream, Su Nan was sent flying by the punch. He spat out a mouthful of blood toward the sky and crashed heavily beneath the stage, instantly falling unconscious.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent; a needle could have been heard dropping. No one had expected Wei Rufeng to suddenly attack.

"Hmph! A piece of trash has no right to concede!"

Wei Rufeng smiled disdainfully, incomparably arrogant.

Every member of the Su family glared with eyes wide open, fury blazing in their hearts.

Wei Rufeng's arrogance and wild conceit had thoroughly enraged them. Not only had he insulted Su Nan with his words, he had also seriously injured him.

This was plainly a provocation against the Su family, a public slap across the Su family's face.

"Wei Wankong, what does your Wei family mean by this? My Su family disciple had already conceded. Why did your Wei family disciple still strike so heavily? Do you truly think my Su family is easy to bully?"

Su Hong rose to his feet and glared at Wei Wankong as he roared angrily.

"Hehe! Su Hong, injuries are unavoidable in martial contests. If your Su family disciple was injured, he can only blame himself for being inferior in skill!"

Wei Wankong smiled faintly, paying Su Hong's fury no heed at all.

"You... fine! Since you put it that way, don't blame my Su family for being impolite!"

Su Hong was beside himself with rage as he spoke coldly.

"Hmph! Let your Su family come at us if you dare!"

Wei Wankong said disdainfully.

"Enough, enough. Brother Su, Brother Wei, calm yourselves. Do not harm your cordial relations over a single martial contest!"

At this moment, City Lord Lin Sheng stepped forward to play peacemaker. Though he was happy to see the Su and Wei families turn against one another, suppressing and restraining each other, he did not want this martial gathering ruined.

"For the remaining matches, stop when the point is reached. Do not deliberately injure others. Violators will be severely punished!"

Lin Sheng swept his gaze around and shouted loudly, "The competition will continue!"

Su Hong forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. Since Lin Sheng had spoken, he could not say much more.

The competition continued!

Soon, Su Tianhao took the stage as well. He was Number Thirteen.

Su Tianhao's opponent was a Wei family disciple at Qi Cultivation Level Eight.

However, this man did not concede when facing Su Tianhao. The moment he stepped onto the stage, he launched a fierce attack, yet Su Tianhao still defeated him with ease.

Although Su Tianhao was also furious with the Wei family, the City Lord had already spoken, so he did not injure his opponent.

Not long after, it was Su Mo's turn to take the stage.

However, Su Mo smiled speechlessly at this moment. He was Number Fifteen, which meant this was the final battle of this round.

Among those who had not yet taken the stage, aside from him, only one person remained—the opponent he would face in this match.

Yet that opponent was actually—Su Yu!

On the battle stage.

Su Mo and Su Yu stood ten paces apart.

"Su Mo, concede!" The moment Su Yu stepped onto the stage, he spoke arrogantly.

"Oh? Why should I concede?"

Su Mo smiled casually and asked with interest.

"Hmph! Do you think you can defeat me?" Su Yu sneered.

"Whether I can defeat you or not, we'll know after we fight."

Su Mo spoke calmly, his face tranquil.

Su Mo's relaxed tone made Su Yu frown. Though he had looked full of confidence earlier, he had not actually underestimated Su Mo. He had witnessed Su Mo's strength with his own eyes.

Even so, he did not believe he would lose.

On the Su family viewing platform.

"Family Head, your son is about to be eliminated! Running into Yu'er in the very first match, he can only be considered unlucky!"

The Great Elder cast Su Hong a sidelong glance, his face brimming with smug satisfaction.

"Great Elder, are you so certain your son can win?" Su Hong countered.

"Hehe! Is there even any need to ask?"

The Great Elder chuckled. "Although Su Mo is quite strong and comparable to a Qi Cultivation Level Seven martial artist, he will undoubtedly lose if he encounters Yu'er!"

"Since the Great Elder is so confident, then let us wait and see!"

Su Hong had no desire to argue with the Great Elder. He stared intently at the battle stage; who would win and who would lose would be decided by the facts.

Below a viewing platform not far away, a pair of complicated eyes was likewise fixed tightly upon the battle stage.

The owner of that gaze was Liu Yushan.

Liu Yushan had abandoned Su Mo and chosen Su Yu. Fine birds perch on fine trees; there was nothing strange about that.

Yet Su Mo, whom she had always looked down upon, had displayed formidable strength in his battle against Wei Liang. This had shocked her greatly.

However, she still did not regret her choice. Though Su Mo was strong, his talent was still far too inferior compared with Su Yu's.

Today's battle between Su Mo and Su Yu would be the moment to prove it.

At this moment, the two had already begun exchanging blows on the battle stage.

"Ha!"

Su Yu shouted. His arms and body twisted into a strange posture, like a coiling venomous snake, emanating an icy aura.

Su Mo immediately felt a chill run through his body, as though he had been targeted by a venomous snake.

"Heavens, it's actually the second-grade martial skill, Nine Snake Transformations!"

A burst of startled cries immediately came from among the Su family crowd as they recognized the technique Su Yu had unleashed.

Su Mo was surprised. He had not expected Su Yu to have cultivated a second-grade martial skill.

Nine Snake Transformations was a lower second-grade martial skill of the Su family. Ordinary younger members of the Su family simply were not qualified to cultivate it.

Under normal circumstances, only clan members who had entered the Spirit Martial Realm were permitted to cultivate this martial skill.

"So this is what you're relying on?"

Su Mo secretly shook his head, while also sighing at how the Lineage had spared no effort in nurturing Su Yu. They had even allowed him to cultivate a second-grade martial skill!

Moreover, Su Yu's cultivation was actually the same as his—also at the Peak Seventh Level of Qi Refining.