C10 Su Yu's Strength Instantly Killed Him!!

"Su Yu, bet you didn't see this coming!" Lee Loong sneered at Su Yu with a menacing glare.

Just then, Lau Yiyi sauntered over to Lee Loong and snuggled against his shoulder, her voice a sweet, sticky murmur. "Brother Loong, I lured Su Yu out just for you. You owe me big time for this!"

Blushing demurely, Lau Yiyi looked every bit the innocent charmer. Lee Loong gave her soft shoulder a squeeze and chuckled darkly. "Relax. Tonight, I'll make sure you're more than compensated."

Turning his attention back to Su Yu, Lee Loong's eyes were cold and contemptuous. "Thought you were safe just because you became a Martial Cultivator? In Hengcheng, crossing the Lee Family means a death sentence, even for a Martial Cultivator like you."

Su Yu's brow quirked, and he feigned terror. "What... what are you planning? Assassinating a Martial Cultivator is a serious crime. The Martial Artist Association won't let it slide, even for the Lee Family!"

Lee Loong burst into a scornful laugh. "How naive, Su Yu. Remember, we're outside the city limits. I wouldn't dare touch you within the city, but out here? Without the Martial Artist Association's eyes on us, who's to say they'll trace your death back to us?"

His smirk grew more twisted. "And besides... my men have already cleared the area. No one will come by for quite some time."

Realization dawned on Su Yu. Clearly, Lee Loong had meticulously planned his demise. With a slight smile, Su Yu said, "Well then, there's nothing more to discuss."

"Make your move!"

In an instant, Su Yu's gaze sharpened to a lethal edge, as if his eyes themselves could cut through steel.

Lee Loong's face darkened. He couldn't fathom the source of Su Yu's confidence to face down three Martial Cultivators at the Blood Essence Stage.

With a dismissive wave, Lee Loong decreed, "Tomorrow will mark your death anniversary. Take him down!"

As his command echoed, the three Martial Cultivators at the Blood Essence Stage charged at Su Yu with a ferocious momentum, their combined power rolling towards him like an unstoppable force.

Gusts of wind whipped up around them as Lau Yiyi nestled close to Lee Loong, her voice dripping with sweetness. "Brother Loong is unbeatable, taking down three Martial Cultivators at the Blood Essence Stage with such ease!"

Her eyes were soft as she gazed at Lee Loong, filled with unmistakable admiration. Lee Loong basked in the attention, clearly pleased with himself. "Naturally. Those were three Martial Cultivators with Blood Essence at level three. Even those just entering the mid-stage of the Blood Essence Stage wouldn't stand a chance against them."

Lee Loong's gaze shifted toward Su Yu. "For Su Yu to go to such lengths, even in death, he would have reason to be proud."

But as Lee Loong's eyes found Su Yu, his pupils shrank in shock. "What?!"

Out in the open wilderness, Su Yu stood serenely in his white robe, his demeanor unruffled.

As three Martial Cultivators at the Blood Essence Stage launched their attack, Su Yu simply lifted his arms with a gentle motion, as if stirring the waters of a calm lake. His Blood Essence surged powerfully into his limbs.

Then, in a flash, Su Yu unleashed a devastating punch, sending waves of Blood Essence rippling out like concentric circles. One of the Martial Cultivators didn't even have time to react before his chest was shattered.

The other two Martial Cultivators were taken aback, one of them bellowing, "Full force, now! We attack together!"

The sudden ferocity of Su Yu's counterattack sent them reeling. The fallen cultivator had been among the elite, with a Blood Essence Value of three, yet he was felled in a single blow.

Su Yu watched the two remaining Martial Cultivators charge at him and let out a cold laugh. Mysterious energies began to pulse around him, and black and white ripples unfurled, sketching the pattern of a Tai Chi symbol in the air. In the next instant, Su Yu's fists flew forward.

He was one man against two Martial Cultivators.

With a thunderous boom, his energy burst forth.

Another swift defeat.

Lee Loong watched the scene unfold, his face twisting into an even more grotesque snarl.

"Impossible!" Lee Loong bellowed, completely taken aback. He had never imagined that the three Martial Cultivators he had mentored would be no match for Su Yu.

"This can't be happening. You're only a novice Martial Cultivator. How could you possibly defeat three Martial Cultivators? It has to be a trick!" Lee Loong was in a state of frenzy, staring in disbelief at the scene before him.

Beside him, Lau Yiyi had been thrown to the ground at some point, and now she too gazed at Su Yu with terror in her eyes.

Su Yu's gaze was icy, filled with lethal intent as he looked upon Lee Loong as though he were already a corpse.

The intense aura of death snapped Lee Loong out of his hysteria. He stumbled backward, crying out, "Su Yu, don't kill me! I am the heir to the Lee's Group. If you kill me, my father will never forgive you. He's a Martial Cultivator at the Blood Refining Stage!"

Su Yu let out a cold laugh.

"What does the Blood Refining Stage matter? Murdering a Martial Cultivator is a grave sin. I'm curious to see if your father can endure the fury of the Martial Artist Association!"

With a burst of speed, Su Yu closed the distance to Lee Loong and Lau Yiyi in an instant, like a shadow flickering in the light.

A single swing of his fist was all it took to end their lives.

Su Yu then stripped the five of them of their valuables and nonchalantly started a fire to burn their bodies.

Only then did he turn his attention toward Hengcheng.

"The Lee's Group..." Su Yu murmured, his eyes ablaze with a vengeful fire.

...

Meanwhile, in Hengcheng, within the Lee's Group headquarters.

Lee Tianhe sat in silence, meditating on the sofa.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed and his eyes snapped open.

"Why do I have this ominous feeling?"

He massaged his temples, pondering.

"Today was supposed to be the day Long'er finished off that Su Yu kid. By now, he should have returned."

It was common knowledge that sending three Martial Cultivators with a Blood Essence Value of three to deal with a mere beginner was overkill.

Lee Tianhe had only done so reluctantly, to avoid attracting the Martial Artist Association's attention.

"But why do I feel this sense of impending danger?"

With a sense of unease, Lee Tianhe rose and began to pace restlessly around his office.

His gaze pierced through the clear windowpane, settling on the world beyond Hengcheng.

"Never mind, if there's no sign of him in an hour, I'll have to head out first!"

Lee Tianhe was a man of great caution; it was this trait that allowed him to build the Lee's Group from the ground up.

At the slightest rustle or whisper, Lee Tianhe was always the first to be on high alert.