"Su Yu?"
Hundreds of miles away in District D, Su Wu's figure froze abruptly.
Boom!
The deep black in Su Wu's eyes was instantly replaced by a violet-gold light.
No longer concealing his power, the terrifying aura of a Martial King Realm expert erupted like a storm. The rusted steel frames of the abandoned factories around him groaned under the immense pressure before collapsing in a thunderous roar.
With a violent stomp, Su Wu transformed into a bolt of violet lightning that pierced the sky.
He walked on air, shrinking the distance with each step—a technique known as "ground shrinking to inches."
This was the Martial King, a powerhouse who transcended mortal comprehension, capable of physically manipulating gravity with their own body.
Meanwhile, at Azurewave First High School, the tense atmosphere was on the verge of shattering.
The usual quiet of the classroom was shattered by a series of urgent knocks. Behind the door stood the Dean of Discipline, his perpetually oily face now contorted with terror. He disregarded all decorum, summoning the homeroom teacher mid-lecture.
The classroom erupted into chaos.
"What's going on? The Dean looks like he's seen a ghost!"
"Look, Su Yu's seat is empty! Wang Tai and his gang took him away earlier..."
Xu Lele sat at her desk, her nails digging deep into her palms, anxiety threatening to overwhelm her. She knew Wang Tai all too well—that arrogant silk trousers who flaunted his uncle's position as deputy commander and was capable of anything.
She abruptly stood up and raced toward Martial Arts Hall No. 2.
When she shoved open the heavy alloy door, the scene before her nearly suffocated her: Wang Tai lay unconscious on the floor like a dead dog, his fate uncertain. Around him, the once-boisterous lackeys trembled like sieves, huddled in corners, barely daring to breathe.
Su Yu, the habitually silent and hunched-over boy, stood frozen in the center of the martial arts hall.
"Su Yu!" Xu Lele screamed, rushing toward him.
"You... you dare commit violence and injure someone on school grounds!" The Dean of Discipline arrived moments later, his face ashen as he stared at Wang Tai sprawled on the floor. His trembling finger pointed at Su Yu. "Do you even know who Wang Tai is? You've torn a hole in the sky! You've caused a catastrophe!"
Su Yu slowly turned his head, his eyes hollow yet burning with a heartbreaking stubbornness. His voice was terrifyingly hoarse. "He said... he was going to send my dad to prison. He was going to ruin him. I couldn't let him hurt my dad... I couldn't."
"Foolish!" The Dean of Discipline stamped his foot in fury, his words dripping with snobbery. "Even if he said that, so what? By hitting him, you've only ensured your worthless father will die sooner! Vice Commander Wang could crush you both like ants!"
The moment the words left his mouth, a piercing screech of brakes and the urgent clatter of leather boots echoed from outside the door.
A middle-aged man and woman burst into the room, radiating murderous intent.
"Tai'er!"
The woman let out a heart-wrenching scream and lunged toward Wang Tai. The man, clad in a sleek black combat suit with eyes as venomous as a viper's—Wang Tai's father, Wang Heng of the Wang Family—froze as he took in the sight of his only son's mangled state.
"Who... did this?" Wang Heng's voice was a low, gravelly growl, each word carrying a chilling surge of qi and blood.
The Dean of Discipline scurried forward like a lapdog, bowing obsequiously as he pointed at Su Yu. "Mr. Wang, it was this slum-dwelling mongrel! He must have taken some forbidden drug—he suddenly went berserk and attacked young Master Wang Tai! We couldn't stop him!"
"Good, very good." Wang Heng laughed coldly, his rage reaching its peak. A formidable aura of mid-Qi Blood Realm cultivation erupted from him, suffocating the surrounding students. "In Azurewave City, no one dares to harm my son like this. You little bastard, I'll break every bone in your body today!"
"Don't you dare touch him!" Xu Lele cried out, her eyes bloodshot as she spread her arms protectively in front of Su Yu. "Wang Tai and his men ambushed him first! They started the fight! You can't just ignore the truth!"
"Truth?" Wang Heng sneered, his gaze toward Xu Lele radiating a callous disregard for human life. "In Azurewave City, the Wang Family is the truth! Get out of my way!"
With a casual flick of his wrist, he unleashed a surge of hidden energy that materialized as a visible shockwave, sending the frail Xu Lele flying backward.
"Lele!" Su Yu shouted, his body moving with lightning speed. He darted forward and caught her securely in mid-air.
In that instant, the golden light in Su Yu's eyes erupted with explosive intensity.
His qi and blood, nearly depleted from his recent breakthrough, surged back to life like a withered tree in spring, roaring with renewed vigor. A faint aura of oppressive power emanated from his slender frame.
Gently setting Xu Lele down, Su Yu turned slowly to face the mid-Qi Blood Realm expert.
"You want to hurt my father... and her too?" Su Yu's voice had become eerily calm, a calmness that sent chills down one's spine.
"You ignorant fool! Kneel before me!" Wang Heng roared, his entire being transforming into a ferocious tiger descending from the mountains. His right claw, crackling with a deafening sonic boom, shot straight for Su Yu's throat.
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The surrounding teachers closed their eyes in terror.
Yet, at that moment, Su Yu's senses had entered a transcendent state. Wang Heng's lightning-fast movements now appeared riddled with flaws in his eyes.
"Hah!"
Su Yu let out a low shout, choosing not to block. Instead, he executed an uncanny crouch, his body skimming the ground as he evaded the deadly claw and instantly slipped beneath Wang Heng's guard.
"What?!" Wang Heng's pupils constricted sharply as he sensed a fatal threat.
Su Yu channeled all his power from the soles of his feet, channeling it up his spine and into his right palm. The palm glowed with alternating crimson and golden hues—the burning essence of his purest qi and blood!
Bang!
The palm struck Wang Heng squarely in the abdomen with earth-shattering force.
A dull, thunderous impact reverberated through the martial arts hall, the sound less like flesh colliding and more like two ten-thousand-jin iron ingots smashing against each other!
Wang Heng's previously ferocious expression froze completely. He felt an overwhelmingly tyrannical force, like a venomous dragon, burrow into his dantian, instantly shattering his qi and blood defenses.
"Ugh—!"
This mid-stage Qi Blood Realm expert was sent flying backward like a tattered sack, crashing through an entire row of testing instruments before collapsing to one knee, violently coughing up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
The hall fell into deathly silence.
The Dean of Discipline's jaw dropped wide enough to fit a fist.
"This... how is this possible?" Wang Heng clutched his abdomen, his eyes finally showing fear. "He's just a newly advanced kid! How could he possibly injure me?"
Su Yu gasped heavily, sweat evaporating into white mist in the scorching heat. Though he had repelled his opponent, this cross-realm challenge had pushed his body to its absolute limit.
"I'll kill you, you bastard!" Wang Heng roared, humiliation and rage twisting his features. He suddenly drew a miniature high-pressure vibrating dagger from his chest.