The four men suddenly ignited with energy, almost setting the grass on the hillside ablaze.
In their overwhelming excitement, their target finally appeared in their line of sight.
When the car was still about twenty meters away, the four men dashed out like cheetahs.
The gaunt-faced man raised his hand and threw a dagger.
The dagger pierced through the windshield, startling Tang Ruoyu, who was driving.
"Damn it, if I messed up, I’d be done for!"
He slammed on the brakes and glared at Tang Yu angrily.
"Bro, someone’s picking a fight. I’ll go settle it with them."
The car was equipped with a dashcam, so he had to put on this act to prove his innocence.
"Go ahead."
Tang Yu gave him a knowing look, amused that the guy was still putting on a show.
Tang Ruoyu’s heart leaped with joy. He pushed open the car door, clenched his fists, and charged at the four members of the Death Squad.
His combat skills were practically nonexistent.
As soon as he got close, one of them effortlessly knocked him out with a chop to the neck.
Tang Yu had already unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out of the car.
His gaze swept over the four men, and he asked calmly, "Did Ye Chen send you?"
"Why should a dead man care so much?"
A short man sneered and lunged forward, throwing a punch at Tang Yu.
As a peak Yellow Realm martial arts expert!
In his eyes, a pampered rich kid like Tang Yu could be killed with a single strike!
Tang Yu stood still, unfazed, letting the punch land squarely on his face.
After the punch connected,
he remained rooted in place, unmoved.
The short man was stunned.
His punch had no effect?
How was that possible? He was a peak Yellow Realm expert!
Even a Mystic Realm master wouldn’t be able to shrug off his punch so easily!
"Is that all? Did you skip breakfast?"
Seeing the man’s shocked expression, Tang Yu taunted with a look of disdain.
The way Tang Yu looked at him, as if he were trash, deeply wounded the short man’s pride.
Who was he?
An elite of the Death Squad! Their reputation in the mercenary world was unmatched!
Since when could some spoiled rich kid mock him like this?
"Take this Tiger Fist!"
With a furious roar, he unleashed his ultimate technique, the Xingyi Fist.
This punch carried the force of a thousand pounds, enough to kill a bull in one blow!
But when the punch landed on Tang Yu’s chest, Tang Yu still didn’t budge.
The short man stared in disbelief, unable to accept that his full-power strike had no effect.
"You… you’re faking it, aren’t you?"
His lips trembled as he struggled to process what had just happened.
How could his iron fists fail to hurt someone?
"Faking it?"
Tang Yu chuckled lightly, his gaze growing even more contemptuous.
"Buddy, the Immovable Wisdom King Technique I got from the system isn’t something you can break so easily."
"Eagle, help me out. Use the Dragon-Tiger Fist!"
The short man’s confidence was shaken. He turned to one of his teammates and shouted.
The other three members of the Death Squad were equally baffled.
All four of them were evenly matched in strength.
Seeing their teammate fail to land a single effective blow left them in disbelief.
One of them, a man with a hooked nose, let out a furious roar.
He dashed forward, appearing almost out of thin air in front of Tang Yu, and threw a punch at Tang Yu’s left cheek.
At the same time, the short man leaped up and struck Tang Yu’s right cheek.
Even after both punches landed, Tang Yu didn’t move an inch.
Now, even the hooked-nose man was dumbfounded.
They had just used a coordinated attack, and it still didn’t faze this guy?
Seeing the two of them staring at him in shock,
Tang Yu took a deep breath.
Then, he slapped each of them twice across the face.
"Calling for backup, huh?"
"Assassins, huh?"
"Dragon Fist, huh?"
"Tiger Fist, huh?"
The slaps didn’t do much damage,
but the humiliation was unbearable.
The two men quickly stepped back, their faces livid as they glared at Tang Yu.
Why wasn’t this expert fighting back? Why was he humiliating them like this?
The Death Squad!
With a mission success rate of 98%, when had they ever suffered such disgrace?
"Attack together!"
The hooked-nose man shouted.
They were formidable individually, but their combined assault was unstoppable!
The other two roared and charged forward, joining their teammates to surround Tang Yu and unleash a flurry of attacks.
As peak Yellow Realm experts, their strength was terrifying!
The four of them attacked Tang Yu with lightning speed, their movements a blur to the naked eye.
Meanwhile, Huang Tianrui and his son were hiding several dozen meters away.
Watching Tang Yu being surrounded and beaten, the father and son were on edge.
"Dad, those four must be peak Yellow Realm experts, right?"
Huang Junxia broke out in a cold sweat as he observed the speed and power of their attacks.
He had only recently become a true martial artist himself.
Even though he was also in the Yellow Realm, he doubted he could take on any one of those four.
"They’re definitely peak Yellow Realm,"
Huang Tianrui clenched his fists.
He had been in the Yellow Realm for fifteen years, but he was still far from reaching its peak.
But what terrified him even more was that,
despite being surrounded by these four, Tang Yu hadn’t moved an inch.
He stood like an ancient tree, their attacks no more than a light drizzle falling on his leaves.
What level of strength would it take to remain unscathed against four peak Yellow Realm experts?
Mystic Realm? No, that couldn’t be enough.
Earth-level Realm? Even that seemed unlikely.
Could it be… the legendary Heaven Realm?
Huang Junxia was also speculating about Tang Yu’s level. His voice trembled as he asked,
"Dad, do you think Tang Yu… is at the Earth-level Realm?"
"At the very least,"
Huang Tianrui was trembling with excitement. To him, even the Mystic Realm was an unattainable goal.
An Earth-level Realm expert at such a young age? That would make him virtually invincible!
To be able to follow such a powerhouse,
if he gave them even a bit of guidance, their cultivation would soar!
"Listen carefully. From today onward, we must obey Tang Yu without question. Even if he tells us to climb a telephone pole, we do it without hesitation, understand?"
Huang Tianrui commanded his son.
"Understood," Huang Junxia nodded solemnly.
He knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
"But why isn’t Tang Yu fighting back? Why is he letting these ants humiliate him?"
He asked his father.
Huang Tianrui thought for a moment, then replied gravely, "Fool, can’t you see Tang Yu’s intentions?"
"An expert like him wouldn’t stoop to fighting such insignificant foes. He’s deliberately letting us observe and learn!"
"I see now,"
Huang Junxia had an epiphany, regretting his earlier doubts about Tang Yu.
Despite his disrespectful attitude, Tang Yu had been so magnanimous in teaching him!
This kindness was as heavy as a mountain!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
