nChapter 26: No Mercy in Battle

nWhoosh!

nSu Hei suddenly shortened the distance with a few strides, as he quickly advanced to Su Yun’s position. In an instant, his aura increased, as he released his spirit power. The punch was aimed straight for Su Yun’s chest.

nWith this strike, even if it could not kill Su Yun right away, with the massive amount of spirit power infused into the fist, if Su Yun did not try to block, he would have a high chance of becoming mortally wounded. Furthermore, even if it was blocked, because of the spirit power infused within the fist, Su Yun could become heavily injured.

nHow very ruthless!

nThis strike was only meant to kill or heavily injure.

nHowever.

nJust as the fist neared its target…

nBam!

nSu Yun’s palm firmly seized the terrible iron-fist strike, as if it was just a breeze of light wind.

nThe strike’s power immediately dispersed, and smoke rippled from the clash…

n“What!?” (Tl: More like: Dafuq. Editor’s note: WTFNANI?!?!)

nDong Mu almost jumped up in the air, as both his eyes opened wide. Looking at the strange situation in the arena, his face couldn’t help but be plastered with a flabbergasted expression.

nThe disciple, Su Yun, that was kicked out of the inner sect of the Su Family, had actually caught the mighty iron-fist strike so easily with one hand. Su Hei had definitely infused a lot of spirit power into his fist!

n“Su Hei, did you not eat your lunch?” Dong Mu shouted stiffly.

nThe crowded remained silent.

nSu Hei had the same look of flabbergast as well. He could not believe the scene in front of him.

nOnly after looking at the situation carefully, did he recover himself. It must have been a trick. He could not imagine that Su Yun would be a hard opponent to deal with.

nMoreover, with his boss and fellow disciples watching in the audience, how could he afford to lose?

nSu Hei took a deep breath, and his face hardened up, becoming serious. He covered his entire body with spiritual aura again and jumped forward. He lifted his legs to deliver a fierce kick straight through Su Yun.

nDespite this speed, in the next second, an even faster kick had struck Su Hei’s abdomen.

nBang!

nSu Hei’s entire body was flung across to the edge of the arena and crashed on the edge of the ring. He clutched his stomach and trembled in pain.

nHowever, with resolute determination, he managed to quickly stand up again.

nThere was no clamor in the audience, no critics. They remained absolutely silent.

nThey were not fools. Just then, Su Yun’s fast kick allowed them to understand what was really happening…

nAccording to the rumors, Su Yun was just trash. But that wasn’t really the case. He wasn’t weak at all.

n“He truly is not so simple,” Dong Mu said.

nSu Yun began to step forward towards Su Hei.

nSu Yun’s eyes were not the indifferent eyes from the beginning of the match, but ones from which emerged a terrifying killing intent.

nSu Hei looked up at Su Yun, saw that the sword, and began to realize the utter terror of an impending death. His forehead began to feel numb, and his heart began to pound quickly in fear.

nWhoosh!

nA foot suddenly kicked straight at Su Hei and went straight for the head without any sense of mercy.

nBang!

nAgain, Su Hei was sent flying through the air. The spiritual aura that covered his head began to break. Su Hei rolled a few times on the arena before he had stopped. Then, his body remained still. It was unknown if he was dead or alive.

nHowever, Su Yun still did not stop there.

nHe continued towards Su Hei, step by step. The spiritual aura that surrounded him was slowly rising up, thickening, sharpening, encompassing, and oppressing the entire space within the arena. In an instant, it had covered his body entirely.

n“Match thirty-seven, stop immediately!” The judge understood something was wrong and quickly called out.

n“Su Yun! What are you doing? This is a tournament…do you really want to murder him?” Dong Mu stood up, leapt into the arena, and called him out.

n“Su Yun! You have obviously won, why do you still need to fight?”

n“Stop immediately,” Dong Mu growled.

nThe four other judges of the match raised their eyebrows.

nThe judges began to rush towards Su Yun to restrain him.

nAfter Su Yun saw this, he stopped.

nIf the judge was indifferent to this match, Su Yun would have still been indifferent and easily killed Su Hei on the spot.

nHe did not even have any hatred or grudges towards Su Hei.

nThe only reason he acted in such a way was because Su Hei had the intent to kill during his first charge.

nSince Su Hei intended to take his life, so why should Su Yun be polite?

nHowever, this was the end of the match. Furthermore, in order to enter the inner sect of the Su Family and continue his plan, he would have to comply with the current competition rules.

nThe judge anxiously rushed towards Su Hei’s side and lifted his head. After the situation was reviewed, they came to the conclusion that even if the spirit aura was very weak now, the brain was just in shock, so Su Hei had fainted. Su Hei did not die, and the judge immediately asked Dong Mu to take him to treatment.

n“You honor, he cheated! He actually wanted to kill Su Hei! He broke the rules!” After Dong Mu saw the judges indifferent attitude towards the result of the match, but he wanted Su Yun to be punished. Therefore, he was not content and shouted out his emotions.

n“In the arena, fist’s have no eyes, and as long as Su Yun did not kill the opponent, there is no punishment. This is the rules.” The judge said coldly.

nDong Mu hesitantly continued, ‘ But…just then he…”

n“Are you just a sore loser?!! practice is king. The contestants are not the audience members, so this matter has nothing to do with the Su Family.”

nAfter the judge finished, he ignored Dong Mu’s rebuttals and continued to organize the next match.

nDong Mu just stood there dumbly, and Su Yun stepped off the platform. After he came to, Dong Mu shot a fierce glare at Su Yun, as he stormed off with his lackeys.

nThe disciples around Su Yun no longer had contempt in their eyes. Many disciples were even fearful of Su Yun now.

nWith just these two matches, the disciples now had a new impression of him.

nPerhaps, the title of trash no longer fit him.

nIn the corner of the tournament, several luxuriously dressed people were spectating the scene.

n“It appears that he has some skill,” The leader of the group said.

n“Bah! That is all he is capable of.” The people beside him scoffed with faces full of disdain.

n“I’ve already arranged everything. so if he survives his next few matches and meets you in a match, you better not be incomponent!”

n“Master, why are you so worried that I will lose?”

n“Do I look worried?”

n“Yes!”

n“We shall see!” The master smiled and turned to leave.

nSu Yun went back to find Xing Yang and Xin Yue was. He saw the pale face of Xing Yang sitting at the meeting area.

nWith a glance at Xing Yang, Su Yun noticed that his body was riddled with scars, and he had many bruises on his face. Xin Yue was applying medicine to Xing Yang’s wounds.

n“What happened,” Su Yun asked.

n“We just met a bastard,” Xing Yang hoarsely said with a depressed face. With the wounds on his face, it pained Su Yun to see him this way.

n“An inner sect disciple?”

n“No, it was that Su Nanye.”

nNot waiting for Xing Yang to continue, Xin Yue spitefully cursed, “My brother was matched up against him. Even though Xing Yang lost over ten times, Su Nanye just did not relent. He actually continued and intensified his attack on my brother. Now my brother is really injured! That Su Nanye really is despicable!”

n“You already met him in just three matches,” Su Yun frowned.

n“Ugh!!!”

n“Damn, I only got a little lazy, and I lost! I…I really am useless,” Xing Yang bemoaned as he clasped his head and he grounded his teeth.

nHe had practiced so hard and only achieved this result. How could Xing Yang possibly accept this?

n“Su Nanye is pretty strong and has had no shortage of cultivation medicine. Furthermore, he is wearing armor, so it is not your fault that you couldn’t take him. These things just happen, and your only choice is to work harder in the future,” Su Yun consoled.

nXin Yue nodded and Xing Yang sighed heavily.

nFlash…. (Tl: light sound, idk)

nSuddenly, the tickets in Su Yun and Xin Yue emitted bright light…

nAfter three days, the tournament had already eliminated many disciples. Most of the trash students of the outer sect were cut. The majority of the disciples that remained were the elites or inner sect disciples.

nSu Yun easily went through to the second round, contrary to everyone’s expectations. Since Xin Yue did not face anyone really strong, she also passed unharmed to the next round. They were allowed to rest for one day, and then, the matches would resume.

nOver half of the outer sect disciples were removed from the tournament, so the chances of facing any of the inner sect disciples increased greatly.

nMost of the disciples in the outer sect would just forfeit, if they met an inner sect disciple.

nXing Yang went home to recuperate from his injury. Xin Yue and Su Yun were at the square , waiting. They were waiting for the next set of matches to be displayed on the board.

nFlash… (Tl: light sound, idk, if anybody has any suggestions, please comment)

nJust then, the ticket in Su Yun’s hands lit up.

nXin Yue said, “ Su Yun, I’m going to the audience to cheer for you!”

n“Okay!” Su Yun nodded.

nThe duo went their separate ways. Xin Yue went to the audience to find a place to cheer for Su Yun. Meanwhile, Su Yun stepped up onto the first arena.

nThe opponent did not come out yet. Su Yun calmly waited. There were a lot of onlookers gathered for this match. Nearly a hundred.

nWhen Su Yun’s figure appeared in fellow disciples line of sight, they began to gather around his match, as if waiting for another amazing performance.

nMany people could not believe that Su Yun would have a winning streak. Therefore, more and more people came to the match. Seeing was believing.

nJust then, commotion suddenly erupted out from the side of the arena.

nSu Yun and Xin Yue looked towards the sound of the commotion and saw Su Nanye was walking towards this arena.

nXin Yue’s face suddenly paled and with very pale lips, lightly said, “Could it be…that big brother Su Yun’s opponent is really him?”

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