Chapter 2 (2/2)

“No, that’s not right. Judging from where Su Shangwen was standing and the length of his arms, the slap just now could not have reached his mother’s face. He must have flew into a rage out humiliation because of me dodging, and purposely took the chance to hit my mother.” The scene from just now replayed itself in Tang Xiu’s mind at lightning speed, following which he stared at Su Shangwen coldly.

As Tang Xiu saw the corner of Su Shangwen’s mouth display a mocking smirk as he was still faintly leaning forward from the slap, Tang Xiu’s furry reached an extreme point.

He subconsciously wanted to rush forward and stake his life to fight him. But looking at Su Shangwen’s strong bear-like stature, and thinking back on how extremely weak his body was, Tang Xiu forcefully suppressed his impulses. However, that did not mean that Tang Xiu was going to let it go and suffer in silence. If it was to say that the ridicule from Su Shangwen’s family angered Tang Xiu, then the intentional slapping of his mother by Su Shangwen had touched on Tang Xiu’s taboo, causing him to feel a sense of hatred and disgust towards Su Shangwen’s family.

“Having no godly items and no cultivation, coupled with such a frail body, how am I going to tide over this impending situation?” Tang Xiu’s mind was processing at the speed of light even though he was staring at Su Shangwen coldly.

“That’s it!” Tang Xiu’s eyes shone with radiance in that instant. In the ten thousand years that Tang Xiu was in the Immortal World, the martial skills that he had practiced were uncountable, and the martial skills that he had accumulated were even as boundless as the vast sea. He vaguely remembered having a manual called ‘Origin Ignition Art’ that was able to resolve the situation at hand.

‘Origin Ignition Art’ was a common energy circulation technique in the Immortal World, similar to a breathing technique. It did not require any cultivation foundation and even ordinary humans would be able to fully utilise it. Although it would consume a little amount of life force from one’s body, it would not cause harm to the user. Of course, the ‘Origin Ignition Art’ had its limitation. Even though it can boost the user’s strength, it would only last for a short duration.

Even though Tang Xiu was unable to fully contend against Su Shangwen due to his weak physique, but if he were to store up and concentrate his strength while waiting for a chance to strike explosively at a critical moment, he was confident that he would be able to crush Su Shangwen with his close combat prowess.

“Su Shangwen, what rights do you have to hit my mother, I will fight you!” Tang Xiu’s strength had accumulated to a certain level after a few breaths, but he realised that Su Shangwen didn’t have the intention to apologise to his mother. Furthermore, his mother was also silently tolerating the slap from Su Shangwen. He bellowed once and dashed straight into Su Shangwen’s direction.

Tang Xiu’s loud bellow and rashness was seen as him losing his rationale due to anger, but this reaction was what the 16-year-old Tang Xiu would possess.

After a short period of adjustment, Tang Xiu was already fully accustomed to his own body on Earth, and made the most accurate reaction thus far.

“Such an idiotic guy, do you think I’m afraid of you?” Seeing Tang Xiu, that was as skinny as a bamboo, rushing towards him, a contempt-filled smile rose from the corner of Su Shangwen’s mouth. Using a stern voice, he berated, “I was just going to discipline you, but you actually dodged, causing your mother to get slapped by me. If you want to blame somebody, blame it on yourself, don’t blame it on me.”

As Su Shangwen was speaking, he casually stretched his hands, thinking of pushing Tang Xiu’s body to one side. But only a clear loud “Kachaaa” sound was heard as Su Shangwen’s elbow got dislocated.

Before Su Shangwen had the chance to scream in pain, he felt an indescribable immense strength lunging onto his abdomen, almost causing him to throw up the food and drinks that he ate in the afternoon. But Tang Xiu was still using both hands to stab randomly at his body, making him unable to throw up. He felt as if being struck by a dizzy spell, and was in so much pain that he felt like dying.

Under the immense pain, Su Shangwen’s head wavered, seemingly like a weak drowning person. His hands danced frantically, as if trying to grab ahold of something that could save him.

“Help! A murderer!”

“So much blood, quickly call the police.”

“Just because of a mere 3000 yuan, the birthday party became like that, was it worth it?”

Before losing consciousness, Su Shangwen could vaguely hear the horrified screams and sobbing sounds echoing in his ear, but he could not figure out what had actually happened.

*[advantage]: by having their erection in contact with her

*[ cent bills]: China has cents in bills called jiao

*[Guoshu]: Guo here means country and shu means technique

*[ 190 centimeters]: Over 6ft tall

*[Lake Cui]: Cui Hu, also means Green Lake

*[hundred dyuan bills]: 100yuan is their biggest bill

*[Daoist Fierce Tiger]: The author of this novel

*[Noodles]: made of wheat

*[Rice Noodles]: made of rice

*[Zhang Tian Tian]: Tian means sweet

*[Bajiquan]: Also known as Eight Extremities Fist, but Bajiquan sounds nicer to me

*[Long Taos]: side characters in Chinese operas who perform acrobatics and fight scenes

*[12.47 to 13.07]: don’t ask me about the tree sap