Chapter 183: Uncle Su's Might

The crowd made way, creating a spacious open space, and watched from a distance with anticipation on their faces.

Hu Jiao.

Sixteen years old, an outstanding disciple of the Inner Sect's Stellar Hall, at the initial stage of Qi Gathering realm. His martial foundation was extremely solid, and he was renowned for his ability to take on ten opponents at once within the same realm.

In the outside world, even ordinary seniors at the Qi Gathering realm wouldn't be a match for this sixteen-year-old youth.

"Junior Brother Hu Jiao, don't go too hard. If word gets out, it would tarnish the dignity of our Tianyuan Academy," advised a girl in a pale yellow dress.

"Naturally," Hu Jiao replied with a smile.

Zheng Muyao looked at him strangely and couldn't help but say, "Hu Jiao, I advise you to use your full strength. Don't use complacency as an excuse when my Uncle Su defeats you. If that happens, it will be embarrassing for you."

The crowd was taken aback. What kind of words were these? In this little witch's eyes, Hu Jiao couldn't even defeat this useless son-in-law?

Xiang Ming felt a stir in his heart and said, "Hu Jiao, be cautious and don't underestimate him. Remember, even when an eagle catches a rabbit, it still uses its full strength."

Hu Jiao's eyes flickered, and he nodded, saying, "Alright!"

Seeing this, Su Yi couldn't help but sigh lightly. "Young man, even if you use your full strength, you're nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree or a chick trying to break a stone."

He felt a bit reluctant to bully such a young person.

But who would have thought that Hu Jiao would be angered by these words? He coldly retorted, "When you kneel before me, I'll make you say those words again!"

His cultivation surged, his aura changed dramatically, and his eyes became sharp and intimidating. He suddenly stepped forward, twisting his waist and throwing a punch.

Boom!

The air in the void erupted with a piercing roar. Hu Jiao's punch seemed like a dazzling burst of stars, tearing through the air like thunder.

Some of the young men and women nodded secretly.

The Star Tempering Fist, one of the thirty-six top-tier martial arts of Tianyuan Academy, was like a fistful of shining stars bursting forth, with destructive power that was astonishing.

With this punch, Hu Jiao clearly demonstrated his mastery of this martial art.

The level of devastation was more than enough to deal with mid-stage Qi Gathering realm warriors in the secular world.

From this, it could be seen that although he was angry, Hu Jiao wasn't careless.

Su Yi remained calm, neither sad nor happy, standing tall like a solitary pine on the precipice, immovable.

When Hu Jiao's punch came towards him, he casually reached out his right hand and lightly slapped it.

Hu Jiao's punch came to a halt three inches in front of Su Yi, unable to advance any further. But his shoulder was struck by Su Yi's palm.

In that instant, it felt as if a majestic mountain was pressing down on him. Before he could resist, Hu Jiao's body involuntarily knelt on the ground.

Thud!

The ground trembled with a muffled sound.

Hu Jiao let out a painful groan, his knee bone fractured, his whole body trembling, and his handsome cheeks contorted.

Silence fell over the entire scene, as quiet as a graveyard.

"This..."

Many people were dumbfounded, their faces frozen with anticipation and excitement. They couldn't believe their eyes. Hu Jiao had actually lost in such a manner!

Xiang Ming's pupils slightly narrowed. This kid was indeed peculiar.

Zheng Muyao's heart trembled for a moment, then a sense of emptiness washed over her. She couldn't help but lick her rosy lips, feeling unsatisfied. It ended too quickly, didn't it?

"I apologize, I used a bit too much force. I didn't expect you to be so weak," Su Yi said softly.

Su Yi had reserved most of his strength, afraid of accidentally injuring or killing his opponent. But he hadn't expected to shatter the kneecap of his opponent.

Of course, it wasn't intentional. It could only be said that Su Yi had overestimated the martial foundation of the Inner Sect disciples of Tianyuan Academy.

The crowd: "..."

"Hu Jiao, you can kill me, but you can't humiliate me!"

Hu Jiao was furious and struggled to get up.

Su Yi calmly said, "We just agreed that the loser would kneel and repent. If you get up, it won't be just your own humiliation, but also the shame brought upon Tianyuan Academy because of you."

Hu Jiao was stunned, his face pale.

"Continue," Su Yi said, sweeping his gaze over the crowd.

At this moment, as they looked at Hu Jiao kneeling there, the attitudes of the young men and women had changed. They were filled with doubt, realizing that something was off.

"Rumors say that this guy has lost all his cultivation, right?"

The girl in the pale yellow dress murmured.

Others were also puzzled, and a heavy atmosphere hung in the air.

Zheng Muyao crossed her arms and said coldly, "You were just clamoring for my Uncle Su to apologize earlier, but now you're all cowering? Let me tell you, anyone who dares to leave without permission today, I promise that tomorrow, they'll be hung on the thousand-year apricot tree in front of the mountain gate for everyone to see!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically. This was too harsh!

"Let me handle it."

A young man in a golden robe stepped forward, his expression solemn and dignified. He said with neither arrogance nor subservience, "Meng Tuo, late stage of Qi Gathering realm."

The crowd was instantly invigorated.

Meng Tuo, he was a prominent figure among the Inner Sect disciples!

Xiang Ming also nodded secretly. Meng Tuo's strength was formidable, and his temperament was calm, although not as dazzling as the top ten disciples of the academy.

But in the Qi Gathering realm, he was already considered a top-tier character.

"Reveal your cultivation level?" Su Yi smiled, seeing through Meng Tuo's thoughts. He said, "Don't worry, I'm only at the mid-stage of Qi Gathering realm."

Mid-stage of Qi Gathering realm!

As the crowd suddenly realized, they also felt some sympathy for Hu Jiao, who was only at the early stage of Qi Gathering realm. His defeat... wasn't entirely unjust.

It wasn't their fault for underestimating Su Yi's strength. After all, the four realms of martial arts were within the realm of mortals. Moreover, Su Yi's aura was calm and serene, making it impossible to determine his cultivation without making a move.

Meng Tuo visibly relaxed. He no longer wasted words and drew his sword.

Clang!

A bright silver blade flashed out, and in an instant, Meng Tuo exuded an overbearing and killing aura. With a low shout, he swung his sword, charging forward like an arrow leaving the bowstring, his momentum astonishing.

"Qingyan Slash!"

In an instant, Meng Tuo swung his silver battle sword, carrying a burning layer of green flame, and fiercely slashed down.

The overwhelming and domineering aura was boundless and left many people amazed.

Su Yi's figure remained motionless, as calm as ever.

Only when the burning green blade came close, he flicked his finger.

Dang!

In a deafening explosion, Meng Tuo's wrist shook violently, and the silver battle sword flew out of his hand.

His face changed drastically, and he was about to retreat.

But a slender and fair hand lightly landed on his shoulder.

Bang!

The ground trembled, and Meng Tuo's tall figure also knelt, both knees hitting the ground. His body twitched fiercely from the intense pain.

The entire arena fell silent, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

If Hu Jiao's defeat could be attributed to Su Yi's higher cultivation, what about Meng Tuo's defeat?

What was terrifying was that both of them were suppressed to the ground by a single slap from Su Yi. His casual demeanor was exceptionally shocking.

"How is this possible..." Xiang Ming's expression finally changed. Previously, he had been confident and self-assured, but now he couldn't remain calm.

"Even the late stage of the Qi Gathering realm is not enough. Could it be true, as my father said, that Uncle Su possesses the ability to kill grandmasters like slaughtering chickens and monkeys?" Zheng Muyao widened her beautiful eyes, her heart in turmoil.

She herself was at the mid-stage of the Qi Gathering realm, but she honestly admitted that she wouldn't stand a chance against Meng Tuo if she were to make a move.

And Meng Tuo, who was like a paper tiger, was completely helpless against Su Yi.

In comparison, how could Zheng Muyao not be astonished?

Kneeling on the ground, Meng Tuo's face turned pale, finding it hard to believe. "This... is also considered the mid-stage of the Qi Gathering realm!?"

"Do you think I have a reason to deceive you?" Su Yi casually said.

His gaze swept across the surrounding crowd and he said, "How about all of you attack me together?"

This suggestion made many people's hearts race, their gazes flickering.

However, hindered by their dignity or self-perceived status, they hesitated.

At this point, who didn't understand that they had all misjudged the situation?

The defeats of Hu Jiao and Meng Tuo were the most vivid examples!

In such circumstances, facing Su Yi, many of them had already considered retreating in their hearts, regretting it secretly. How could they dare to challenge him arrogantly?

"Hurry up! You are all Inner Sect disciples. How can you back down? Are you willing to lose face?" Zheng Muyao loudly spoke, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

This made everyone's expressions extremely embarrassed.

"Since he said so, let's attack him together!" Tian Dong, the youth in the white robe, gritted his teeth and took the lead.

Seeing this, the others grew more courageous and determined, one after another.

Su Yi nodded and said, "Not bad, at least you have some backbone. It saves me the trouble of dealing with each one individually."

"Charge!"

Tian Dong waved his hand, drawing his sword from its sheath.

The other men and women also fully activated their cultivation, wielding weapons such as knives, spears, swords, and halberds. They rushed toward Su Yi in an encirclement, as if a group of experts in the Qi Gathering realm were launching a fierce attack together.

The scene was no less formidable than a group of experts in the Qi Gathering realm launching a fierce attack together.

Even the grandmasters in the secular world would have to avoid their edge.

After all, these young men and women were disciples of the Inner Sect of Tianyuan Academy. Despite their youth, they possessed exceptional talent and mastered secret techniques that far surpassed those of their peers. Naturally, their combat power was far from ordinary.

Zheng Muyao's heart tightened as she witnessed this.

But in the next moment, she witnessed an incredible scene.

Su Yi stood still, unmoving, resembling an immovable ancient mountain. No matter how many people charged at him, he lightly slapped them away as if they were feathers.

No knife, spear, sword, or halberd could harm him in the slightest.

In just a few blinks of an eye, over ten disciples of the Inner Sect of Tianyuan Academy were sprawled on the ground, writhing in pain, regardless of their gender.

Meanwhile, Su Yi remained composed, his azure robe as pristine as ever.

Zheng Muyao gasped in awe, her beautiful eyes filled with amazement. Uncle Su... is truly fierce!

Not far away, Xiang Ming stood alone, completely isolated.

However, at this moment, his handsome face flickered with uncertainty. He was completely stunned by these scenes, and his heart was tossed by waves of shock and astonishment.

How could a waste-like son-in-law become so powerful, even after his cultivation was restored?

This was Tianyuan Academy!

Those who participated in the battle were the cream of the crop among the Inner Sect disciples, each one capable of stirring up storms and exhibiting brilliance in the mortal world!

But how could they be defeated so easily, like paper tigers?

Just how powerful was Su Yi?

Countless doubts surged in Xiang Ming's mind, making him feel a chill running down his spine. He realized the situation was not good.

At this moment, his body stiffened as he sensed Su Yi's gaze cast in his direction. It felt like a sharp sword was pressing against his throat, making him uncomfortable all over.

"Just now, didn't you say that after defeating them, you wanted to have a spar with me, Su?" Su Yi said calmly, his hands behind his back.

With a single sentence, like thunder on a calm day, it plunged Xiang Ming's heart to the bottom of an abyss.