305: Chapter 304 I admit I underestimated you 305: Chapter 304 I admit I underestimated you “Hmph, I thought you would play the turtle and not come out.
It seems you are indeed ready to die,” Sun Wukong sneered at Tangyu and the three others as they walked out.
Tangyu’s gaze had fallen onto Sun Wukong from afar; he had anticipated that Sun would be waiting at the door.
Exiting the Fairy Palace meant there was no need to give face to the Fairy Palace anymore.
Tangyu wore a light smile on his face as he strode confidently up to Sun Wukong, standing defiantly eye to eye.
Sun Xiaoxiao and the other girl were no longer there, leaving only Sun Wukong with his two followers.
He seemed confident, as if he could overpower Tangyu with a mere flip of his hand.
“You all step aside,” Tangyu told Guo Momo and the others.
He had intended for them to head back first, but obviously, they weren’t going to leave him behind.
Guo Momo nodded at Tangyu, gave him a cautious look, and then pulled Zhao Yaya and Lin Feifei to the side.
Lin Feifei was not mature enough, still holding a hint of naïve girlishness, and Zhao Yaya was even more so.
Only Guo Momo could discern the severity of the situation, and she trusted Tangyu’s abilities even more.
“You’re called Tangyu?” Sun Wukong said, looking at Tangyu.
The ferocity on his face wasn’t feigned; his very nature was like a wild blade, always displaying ferocious anger.
“That’s right,” Tangyu said.
Sun Wukong’s mouth curled up, “Never heard of you.
Where did you pop up from?”
“And I’ve never heard of you, Sun Wukong.
What’s your relation to the Monkey King?
A direct relative?” Tangyu retorted sarcastically without a change in expression.
“Hmph, I’ll tear your mouth apart,” the tall and stout man coldly snorted, sweeping a fierce glance toward Tangyu.
“Don’t think just because you’re big, you can fight.
‘Muscle-brained simpleton’ must refer to people like you,” Tangyu provocatively said.
“Courting death,” the tall and stout man roared and lunged at Tangyu.
He had been displeased at being restrained earlier.
Now, transformed once again into a fierce beast with speed so fast it was hard for the naked eye to keep up.
His momentum was formidable, and as he made his move, one felt a dense aura of death assaulting them head-on, making one exceptionally uncomfortable.
Even Tangyu felt a sensation of danger.
This guy was no simple opponent; his attack was incredibly vicious, leaving no room for mercy.
“Do as I said earlier,” Sun Yuankong stepped back a few steps and said indifferently.
Roused to alertness, Tangyu couldn’t afford to be careless as the tall and stout man’s fist approached, giving him a sense of oppression.
A direct hit would likely deform his face.
Tangyu’s hands fluttered through the air, casting multiple shadows in an enigmatic fashion.
His body turned as supple as a water snake, his footsteps strange as he moved closer to the tall and stout man instead of retreating.
Tangyu’s hands, serpentine in their entanglement, latched onto the tall and stout man’s arm.
With a manoeuvre of “four ounces deflecting a thousand pounds,” he countered the brute strength of the man’s punch with softness, completely deflecting its force.
“Uh,” the tall and stout man’s brows furrowed into a “川”, surprise flashing in his eyes.
However, he showed no panic; his other hand shot toward Tangyu’s throat.
His moves were simple and unadorned, yet each one was lethal, designed to take life, very practical in real combat.
This showed the tall and stout man was a veteran of many battles.
But Tangyu was prepared; he wouldn’t let himself be caught off-guard.
He twisted his neck, narrowly evading the throat strike.
At the same time, his other hand stuck to the tall and stout man’s arm, taking control of both arms.
The Profound Meaning of Tai Chi revealed its boundless power as Tangyu’s hands shook, dragged, and pulled.
Following this sequence of three moves, the tall and stout man’s body twisted into a bizarre shape, even emitting a chilling sound of breaking bones.
Tangyu lifted the man’s 180-pound body effortlessly and tossed him like a sandbag, slamming him hard onto the concrete ground.
This entire process happened faster than a flash of lightning, completed in a matter of seconds.
The exchange between masters is always swift; often, victory is determined by a single move.
Sun Wukong’s expression turned colder next to them, his eyes flashing with a chilling sharpness.
The tall and stout man got up, clearly not in good condition, his face twisted with viciousness, ready to charge again.
“Gao Sen, you’re not his match, come back,” Sun Wukong ordered the tall man to stop.
Gao Sen glared at Tangyu before reluctantly retreating next to Sun Wukong, his head lowered in shame, “I’m sorry, Young Master Sun, I failed to accomplish the task and am willing to accept the punishment.”
“It’s not your fault; I was too careless,” Sun Wukong said.
“Thank you, Young Master Sun,” Gao Sen said respectfully before stepping aside.
Sun Wukong turned to Tangyu and sneered, “I admit I underestimated you; you do have some skill.
But—when I, Sun Wukong, say something, it will inevitably become reality.
Don’t hold any false hope.
Even with your abilities, you’re still nothing in my eyes.”
“Talk is cheap.
Don’t try to intimidate me with the power behind you.
Prove it by defeating me first.
If you can’t beat me, then it’s me who will beat you.
Fists are the best tool of communication,” Tangyu coldly laughed.
Sun Wukong nodded and said, “You’re absolutely right, a fist is the best spokesperson for strength.
So, let me measure just how powerful your fists are.”
“Come at me whenever you’re ready,” Tangyu replied without fear.
However, a thought flashed through her mind: Sun Wukong was very dangerous, even more so than Gao Sen.
If he could see her strength clearly and still dare to speak with such confidence, didn’t it indicate that his strength was much greater than Gao Sen’s?
No wonder Sun Wukong was so arrogantly self-assured, known as the ‘Wild Young Master’.
Possessing terrifying capability, backed by immense family power, and also serving as the spokesperson for the Sun Family, these three factors combined allowed him to walk sideways through Donglin City without reproach.
Indeed, he had declared that no one in Donglin City could provoke him without paying a price.
Just then, a red Beetle sped towards them and executed a beautiful drift, stopping in front of Tangyu and Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong, who was about to make a move, also stopped and glanced furiously at the car.
“Sun Wukong.” A tall and handsome figure emerged from the car unhurriedly, every movement exuding elegance and a touch of regal presence.
When Tangyu saw the two people who got out of the car, she was slightly stunned and surprised—it was Fang Yishui and Xiao Yu.
“Master, are you alright?
Good thing I arrived just in time.
Don’t worry, with my friend here, Sun Wukong won’t dare to do anything to you,” Fang Yishui hopped out of the car and came to Tangyu’s side, her face beaming as if seeking recognition for her deed.
Tangyu then realized that Xiao Yu was the reinforcement Fang Yishui had brought.
It appeared she had followed after her and, upon seeing her master in trouble at the Fairy Palace, had gone to call for help.
Indeed, she had managed to bring along a great Bodhisattva.
This made Tangyu feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.
Did Fang Yishui truly lack faith in her master’s ability to resolve the situation?
It was quite hurtful.
“Eh, Master, you look unhappy.
Did we arrive too late, and you’ve already been beaten up?” Fang Yishui asked again when she saw no reaction from Tangyu.
“I am hurt by you,” Tangyu replied.
“Ah, hurt by me?
How could that be, where could I possibly hurt you, Master?” Fang Yishui inquired.
Guo Momo and the other two approached as well, and a flicker of a strange look crossed Guo Momo’s eyes as she glanced at Tangyu and Fang Yishui.
What was the relationship between these two?
“Eh, Guo Momo, you’re here too?
Wait, you know my master?” Fang Yishui’s gaze swiftly turned to Guo Momo.
Being known as campus beauties of Donglin University, they naturally knew each other.
Although not close, they had met a few times before.
“Yes, we are friends,” Guo Momo nodded.
“Heh, that’s quite a coincidence.
Master, your good fortune with women is really enviable.
No wonder you didn’t accept my confession.
Now I understand, and you’ve wounded me too,” Fang Yishui joked.
Her words elicited a curious gaze from Lin Feifei and a pouting sulk from Zhao Yaya, as if their beloved toy had been snatched away.
Seeing Xiao Yu, Sun Wukong was also slightly taken aback.
Since he was standing here, it was clear that he was Tangyu’s backup.
Sun Wukong’s indignation rose in his heart.
How come this guy knew so many influential people?
Even Xiao Yu had stepped forward.
However, upon taking a brief glance at Fang Yishui, Sun Wukong sneered.
“Xiao Yu, what is this supposed to mean?” Sun Wukong didn’t mince words and made his challenge clear.
Xiao Yu offered an elegant smile, “Nothing special, he is my friend.
Let this matter slide as a favor to me.
I’ll set a dinner in the near future, expressly inviting you and your sister to express my regards.
How about that?” His words were polite but laced with a compelling aura of power.
The Five Young Masters of Donglin, each was immensely influential, their presence alone could shake Donglin City.
Indeed, merely mentioning their names commanded respect and deterred any thoughts of offending them.
No one in Donglin City dared to cross them.
“Humph, friend?
If it’s just friendship, then you, Young Master Xiao, had better not meddle in this matter.
When has my Sun Family ever been slapped without consequence?
Can I simply retract the words I’ve declared?
How then would I, Sun Wukong, be able to hold my head high in Donglin City?”
Sun Wukong scoffed.
He wasn’t intimidated by Xiao Yu.
In fact, he had always considered Xiao Yu a rival and aimed to defeat him to take his place among the Five Young Masters.
He had always strived toward that goal.
So why would he concede to Xiao Yu?
“What if I say he’s my brother?” Xiao Yu’s tone became colder.
This statement made Xiao Yu’s steadfast position clear; if Sun Wukong insisted on engaging in conflict today, it would be tantamount to declaring war against Xiao Yu.
The weight of his words was immense.
Sun Wukong’s expression immediately turned fierce and threatening, “Heh, well played, Xiao Yu, calling a complete stranger your brother.
So you want to wage a war for someone unrelated?
Fine, we were bound to have a showdown sooner or later anyway.
I certainly do not fear you.
I will remember what happened today.
Our battle won’t be far off.”
“Good, I’ll be waiting,” Xiao Yu replied, his demeanor still nonchalant.
Sun Wukong’s face contorted, and he turned to Tangyu with a scornful laugh, “I despise those who hide behind others.
For that alone, you’re not worthy of my personal action.
Remember, my words are forever valid.
Make the most of your mobility while you can, enjoy your final moments.” Saying this, Sun Wukong and his two companions left with a swish.
Tangyu curled her lips, “I guess I’ve been too low-key, allowing others to look down on me.
It seems I can’t afford to keep a low profile anymore.”
Want a fight?
I have nothing to fear!