Chapter 27

When Su Yang's fist touched Li Zixin's fist, the former's upper arm trembled, causing the fist to deflect and draw a small circle, forcefully pushing Li Zixin forward, nearly making her lose her balance and fall.

Li Zixin clearly became even more angry, coldly snorted, and took advantage of the momentum to kick with her feet, delivering three rapid kicks in quick succession, targeting Su Yang's upper, middle, and lower sections.

This move, known as "Three Kui of the Turning Dipper," was a lethal technique recorded in the Heavenly Demon Decree, with countless variations.

Although Li Zixin only infused a thread of internal energy, it was not something an ordinary martial artist could withstand. After all, she did not want to kill or cripple the opponent; she just wanted to vent her anger and beat him up until he was bruised and swollen.

Upon seeing the move, Su Yang's smile grew wider, and he recalled a beautiful past. Back in the late Ming Dynasty, the Demon Sect had suffered a great calamity, almost being completely annihilated. If it weren't for Su Yang's sense of duty to the Evil Emperor, he would not have single-handedly preserved the Demon Sect's legacy. After that, he had a romantic relationship with the then successor of the Heavenly Demon Decree, helping her complete the already incomplete Heavenly Demon Decree.

While completing the Heavenly Demon Decree, Su Yang felt that the entire text lacked exquisite techniques, so he created three lethal moves using his extensive knowledge and incorporated them. One of these moves was the "Three Kui of the Turning Dipper" that Li Zixin was now using.

"This little girl can use this move quite well, but she only has the form, not the essence," Su Yang thought to himself, transforming his fist into a palm and maintaining the Tai Chi stance. To the onlookers, it seemed he simply drew three circles, effortlessly neutralizing Li Zixin's fierce three kicks.

No matter what sharp moves Li Zixin used next, Su Yang always drew a circle, and from the spectators' perspective, his Tai Chi looked no different from the morning exercises of the elderly in the park. However, this widely known set of boxing techniques displayed unimaginable power.

Zhao Yar stood by, watching the battle intently, her breathing slowing down due to the intense competition.

"Chinese martial arts are truly so powerful, handling heavy tasks with ease, using softness to overcome hardness, and simplifying complexity. These things that only appear in martial arts novels can actually be achieved."

At this moment, Zhao Yar gained a new appreciation for Chinese martial arts, which she had previously looked down upon.

Li Zixin, the most talented among the second generation of the Li family, had already cultivated the Heavenly Demon Decree to the third level at her age, ranking her in the top three in the family's centuries-long history. She had rarely been so thoroughly suppressed.

But she was not stupid. Even after using eighty percent of her internal energy and all three of the most lethal moves of the Heavenly Demon Decree, she had not even touched Su Yang's clothes. It was clear that the other party had not used his true strength and had not relied on his deep internal energy to overpower her. He had achieved everything with a few "simple" Tai Chi moves.

Li Zixin realized that she was far from being a match for him and could not even pose a threat.

"Bang"

Su Yang's fist, using the force, guided and pulled, drawing an arc in the air, causing Li Zixin to stumble and fly sideways.

Li Zixin reacted quickly, turning in mid-air and barely managing to stabilize herself before she fell. However, she did not rush forward to attack again.

This little girl pouted, her eyes filled with a captivating allure, and she sighed with a smile, "How can you bully a girl like this? I won't fight anymore. You're a bad person."

Her soft words, both scolding and coquettish, made all the men present feel a surge of emotion, as if they were ready to lay down their lives for her. They looked at Su Yang with fierce eyes, as if he were their mortal enemy.

"Good little girl, when you can't win, you use the Heavenly Demon Charm. Is it a habit for women who cultivate the Heavenly Demon Decree to do this?"

Su Yang, recalling the romantic relationship he once had with a woman from the Demon Sect, sighed inwardly.

In the next moment, Su Yang's eyes were clear, and he smiled faintly, calmly meeting Li Zixin's alluring gaze. His penetrating gaze broke through the Heavenly Demon Charm, causing Li Zixin's heart to tremble violently.

The surrounding men finally snapped out of their daze, wondering about their strange behavior.

"Fine, I'll make you pay for everything you owe me."

Even the infallible Heavenly Demon Charm was ineffective against Su Yang. Li Zixin stomped her foot, memorized Su Yang's appearance, and lightly stepped away, quickly leaving the dojo.

"Classmate, don't run. What's your name? I want to pursue you."

"Beautiful girl, consider me. I will treat you sincerely."

"Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will catch you."

"Running away is not a solution. We are destined to be together. Wait for me."

"From today, you will be my lifelong goddess."

Li Zixin's departure immediately caused most of the male students in the dojo to chase after her, shouting all sorts of absurd and ridiculous things.

Clearly, the Heavenly Demon Charm had failed to enchant Su Yang but had bewitched these young men in the throes of adolescence.

Su Yang did not pay attention to this. After all, he had knocked Li Zixin off the platform, swiftly defeating Park Myung-phil, and then personally used Tai Chi to neutralize Li Zixin's rapid and continuous attacks, all for one purpose: to make Zhao Yar realize that martial arts were far superior to the minor techniques of foreign countries.

"The seeds have been planted. It's time to harvest."

Su Yang casually turned his gaze toward where Zhao Yar was standing, meeting her eyes.

The usually cold and aloof short-haired beauty now had a strange light in her eyes, as if she had finally mustered the courage to walk toward Su Yang.

"Hello, I want to ask... ask you... if you can..." Zhao Yar struggled to complete her sentence, her face as red as a ripe apple, clearly not used to communicating with strangers.

Su Yang was delighted to see his granddaughter take the initiative to talk to him. He tried to maintain a calm and composed demeanor, looking at Zhao Yar and saying, "What do you want to say?"

"I want you to take me as your disciple." Zhao Yar took a deep breath, as if a sudden surge of strength had encouraged her, and she met Su Yang's gaze, biting her lower lip and speaking quickly.

Su Yang, with his keen senses, could see a deep longing for great power in Zhao Yar's eyes, which puzzled him.

"Give me a reason." Su Yang did not immediately agree, raising his eyebrows.

Zhao Yar, no longer shy, her eyes flashing with intense light, said firmly, "I want to become stronger."

"This reason is not enough. I need to know why you want to become stronger."

As he spoke, Su Yang suddenly raised his palm and sliced through the air, causing a stack of over a dozen wooden boards three meters away to split in half. Then, he transformed his palm into a fist and struck again, turning dozens of broken wooden boards into splinters that flew in all directions.

Zhao Yar, who had witnessed this, had an even more intense light in her eyes. She clenched her teeth for a moment, made a decision, and said firmly, "Because I want to avenge my deceased parents."

Upon hearing this, even Su Yang, with his composure, almost lost his focus.

Zhao Yar's mother was his eighth reincarnation's daughter with Ye Xiaoman. According to the information he had, his daughter and son-in-law had died in a car accident. How could there be a matter of "revenge"?

Su Yang tried to suppress his emotions, his lips twitching slightly, and said, "I can teach you, but you must tell me the source of your parents' grudge. If you can agree to this, within a year, your strength will surpass that of the purple-clothed girl who fought me earlier."

Zhao Yar, clearly not expecting this new classmate to be so interested in her family's grudge, was taken aback. Hearing Su Yang's words, she immediately thought of Li Zixin, who had sent Park Myung-phil flying with a single palm, and without hesitation, said, "I can."

"Tonight, I will come to you. I hope to hear a convincing story then."

Su Yang looked deeply at Zhao Yar and said, "You might think I'm too curious, asking about your family's grudge, but tonight, I will make you understand everything."

Suppressing the urge to take his granddaughter to a secluded place and ask her everything, Su Yang vanished from Zhao Yar's sight in a flash.

Zhao Yar, still in a daze, finally came to her senses, her expression showing some anxiety. She had finally met a true martial arts master, but she had not even given him her address. What if he couldn't find her and got angry and withdrew his promise?

In recent years, Zhao Yar had come to Shanghai from the United States, ostensibly to study in China, but in reality, to investigate the cause of her parents' car accident and to avoid trouble.

When she had some leads, she had to protect herself due to the immense power behind the truth. From then on, Zhao Yar became obsessed with strengthening herself.

She had joined various martial arts schools, practicing karate, taekwondo, judo, and sanda, and with her superior talent, achieved high levels in a short time.

Just when she thought she had become strong, Su Yang's appearance completely changed her understanding of the word "strong."

This led to the conversation between Zhao Yar and Su Yang.

Speaking of Su Yang, he left in a shocking manner, and in just a few breaths, he was already in a deserted alley outside the school, calling Xu Tianyang.

"Master, I have brought back the items you bought, and the 6 billion dollars from the auction of the Infinite Golden Pill have been credited to your account..."

Before Xu Tianyang could finish, Su Yang interrupted, "Tianyang, I need you to investigate the car accident that killed Yar's parents again. It might not have been an accident."

Hearing this, Xu Tianyang's body trembled. He knew about the blood relationship between Su Yang and Zhao Yar. If the master suspected this, there must be a reason.

If the master's suspicion proved true, it would be a matter of great importance. In Xu Tianyang's understanding, if someone dared to harm the master's family, even if they were a head of state, they would not escape punishment.

"Master, my network in the United States is quite extensive. I will send someone to investigate immediately and give you a response as soon as possible," Xu Tianyang took a deep breath and replied.

"The sooner, the better."

Su Yang did not give any further instructions, hung up the phone, and then took out the satellite phone given to him by Old Zhou, dialing a pre-stored number.

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