"You want to fight ?" The beefy-faced man’s smile vanished.
He watched as Su Xuan walked up to him step by step, clenching his fists.
"Are you crazy?" another, skinnier man said when he saw this. "In the nial disciple area, Brother Hu is the strongest. Are you sure you want to fight him? I advise you..."
He suddenly fell silent, because Su Xuan had already thrown a punch at Brother Hu.
Seeing that Su Xuan’s punch lacked any real power, Brother Hu contemptuously swung his arm to block it. He clenched his other hand into a fist, preparing to counterattack. He had truly underestimated Su Xuan. Su Xuan wasn’t dressed in the Floating Cloud Sect’s uniform but in clothes from the world below the mountain. What could soone from down the mountain possibly be capable of?
But the next second, he realized he was wrong.
The instant his arm made contact with Su Xuan’s fist, an imnse force bore down on him. His spine bent sharply, as if a giant boulder were pressing down on his back.
He didn’t dare counterattack with his other hand anymore. Instead, he imdiately crossed both arms, using all his strength to resist Su Xuan’s punch.
Su Xuan had no intention of crippling the arrogant man. He just added a bit more force and uttered a single, cold word, "Kneel."
THUD!
The man’s legs gave way, and his knees slamd hard into the ground. He was forced to his knees, cracking the very earth beneath them.
"A’Chun... help!"
Large beads of sweat were already forming on the man’s forehead as he turned his head to the skinny man for help.
"Let go of Brother Hu!"
The skinny man hesitated for a mont, then leaped toward Su Xuan.
Without so much as a glance, Su Xuan lifted a leg and kicked the skinny man, sending him flying.
CLANG!
The skinny man crashed through the wooden door and fell onto the muddy ground outside. He struggled for a mont but couldn’t get back up.
"A’Chun, what’s wrong with you?"
"What are you doing on the ground?"
"Did you piss off Brother Hu again? Did he kick you out?"
Hearing the commotion, disciples from the other earthen huts ca running out of their rooms.
"It wasn’t Brother Hu who hit !" A’Chun said from the ground, pointing to his hut. "It’s a new nial disciple... He’s... he’s bullying Brother Hu!"
"What?"
"A new nial disciple?"
"And he dares to bully Brother Hu?"
The crowd hurriedly looked into the hut and witnessed an unbelievable scene. An impossibly handso man had forced Brother Hu to his knees with just a single outstretched fist.
Moreover, there was no sign of any energy fluctuating around the handso man; he was relying purely on physical strength. Brother Hu, on the other hand, had his own energy in turmoil as he resisted with all his might.
Seeing he had an audience, Su Xuan’s lips curled into a smirk.
I was thrown into this nial disciple area for so unknown reason and treated like one of them. Who knows how long this will last? In that case, I might as well establish my authority and beco their leader. I’ll just consider it a new job for my trip into the mountains.
"Do you yield?" Su Xuan suddenly asked Brother Hu with a grin.
"I don’t!" Brother Hu raised his head, glaring at Su Xuan’s smiling face. "Kill if you have the guts!"
"Alright." Su Xuan suddenly released the pressure. At the sa ti, he shot out a kick that sent Brother Hu’s back scraping across the floor. He slid out of the hut and landed outside.
Su Xuan slowly walked outside and scanned the crowd. Then he bent down, grabbed Brother Hu by the collar, and hoisted him up before delivering a heavy slap.
SLAP!
Brother Hu’s cheek rippled like the surface of water. A molar flew from his mouth. He saw stars, and his ears rang endlessly.
Su Xuan continued to slap him. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Brother Hu’s face soon beca swollen and unrecognizable.
The crowd watched in horror. In their minds, they had a two-word assessnt for Su Xuan:
Absolutely ruthless!
"Stop... Stop hitting !" Brother Hu suddenly lifted a hand weakly and stamred, "I... I yield!"
THUD!
Su Xuan casually tossed Brother Hu to the ground, where he made a new crater in the rain-soaked earth. "So," he asked with a laugh, "what will you call now?"
"B-Boss!" Brother Hu lay on the ground like a ek little lamb. "From now on, you’re my boss!"
"Brother Hu folded!"
"He actually acknowledged a new boss!"
"Does... does that an we have a new boss now?"
The disciples in the crowd all murmured in shock.
"You don’t need to call Boss," Su Xuan said, glancing at the crowd. "My surna is Su. Just call Brother Su from now on. I hope we can all get along peacefully."
Then, ignoring the crowd’s awestruck gazes, he nudged the man on the ground with his foot. "What was it you wanted to do for you earlier?" he asked coolly.
"I..." Brother Hu, who had wanted Su Xuan to massage his feet, quickly took the hint. "How could I dare ask Brother Su to do anything? I wanted to massage *your* feet."
"Alright," Su Xuan smiled. "My feet are a bit sore after that long walk up the mountain."
Su Xuan walked back into the hut and sat on the now-vacant bed.
PHEW!
Brother Hu took a deep breath, forced his battered body to its feet, and hobbled into the room.
The mont he reached Su Xuan, his knees, which had just endured so much pressure, could no longer support him. With a thump, he knelt uncontrollably before Su Xuan.
The onlookers outside were dumbfounded. Su Xuan had only asked for a foot massage, but Brother Hu was going to do it while kneeling! He had truly been broken.
"Brother Su, your shoes..." Knowing his place, Brother Hu lifted Su Xuan’s legs, took off his shoes, and said, "These are very nice shoes!"
He really had been broken. While Su Xuan was beating him, he had sensed an incredibly terrifying aura from the man—an aura of a superior being, even more commanding than the Sect Leader’s!
His perception was correct. Su Xuan was worth billions and owned more large companies than he could count on both hands. His employees were innurable. How could the aura he carried be matched by the leader of a small sect with a re few hundred people?
"What’s your na?" Su Xuan asked, leaning back on the bed and enjoying the man’s foot massage.
"My na is Wang Shanhu," Brother Hu replied quickly. "Brother Su, you can just call ... Little Hu from now on."
"Alright, Little Hu." Su Xuan nodded. "Go get so hot water. I’d like to soak my feet while you massage them."
"Yes, yes!" Wang Shanhu quickly shouted to the person outside, "A’Chun, stop playing dead! Hurry up and get so hot water for Brother Su’s foot bath!"
Wincing in pain, A’Chun had no choice but to get up, fetch a basin of hot water, and respectfully place Su Xuan’s feet inside.
"Help massage," Wang Shanhu told A’Chun. "Brother Su just... loosened my bones for . I don’t have much strength left."
"Alright, alright!"
A’Chun also began massaging Su Xuan’s feet.
But his next move stunned not only Wang Shanhu, but also the baffled crowd outside...
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