Chapter 6: Even If I Give You a Chance, You Still Can’t Do Anything?:
Chapter 6: Even If I Give You a Chance, You Still Can’t Do Anything?:
“Two junior brothers, get ready.”
As soon as Chang Xia spoke, the people around made way for him. The satisfaction of revenge was almost visible in Chu Xuan’s eyes.
He was a transmigrator, and he believed he was destined to be the protagonist, to rise to the heavens. But now, he was being bullied by a villain. How could he bear that?
Although he knew he would lose this fight, as long as he could hit Lu Yun and release his anger, it was worth it. Anything was better than watching that villain act arrogantly.
Chu Xuan held back his anger and bowed.
“Senior Brother Lu Yun, I apologize in advance!”
Lu Yun raised an eyebrow, smirking.
“It’s not a big deal.”
“I want to see what you can do. Don’t let me… knock you down in a few moves.”
When Chu Xuan heard this, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth. With cold eyes, he straightened up.
“Then, Senior Brother, please don’t hold back!”
“Don’t worry. I’ll definitely hold back.” Lu Yun taunted.
Chu Xuan hesitated, caught off guard by the sarcasm in Lu Yun’s voice.
“Otherwise… I might beat you so badly, you’ll regret it.”
“You—!”
Chu Xuan’s face twisted in anger. Unable to hold back any longer, he charged at Lu Yun, ignoring the surprised looks from those around him.
Even though he had no formal training, his body was strong. Even if his punches weren’t perfect, he just wanted to get rid of this frustration!
Stupid villain! He had to knock his arrogant teeth out today!
Up on the steps, Ye Qingxian and her group looked disgusted.
The woman in the fiery red dress giggled, covering her mouth.
“This shameless fool!”
“Can’t believe the nonsense that comes out of his mouth!”
Though Ye Qingxian wanted to laugh, she couldn’t help but curse.
In the arena, Lu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, unbothered by Chu Xuan’s charge. Others watching were shocked.
“Why isn’t he dodging?”
“Chu Xuan is getting close, and he’s still standing there! Isn’t he afraid of being hit?”
“Lu Yun’s arrogance is off the charts. Don’t we all know that striking first gives you an advantage?”
Even some of the new disciples were puzzled by Lu Yun’s calmness.
Chang Xia looked to the sect master for an explanation, but the sect master just watched Chu Xuan without much reaction, only showing any emotion when it came to him.
As Chu Xuan approached, his smile spread across his face.
‘Ha! With my strength, I can swing 18,000 pounds with one arm! One slap will knock this guy down!’
‘You think you’re so great! You’re going down!’
Chu Xuan raised his fist, aiming directly at Lu Yun’s face. He used only half his strength, still cautious. He didn’t want to kill him—just teach him a lesson. But he had forgotten the system’s reminder that Lu Yun couldn’t be harmed easily.
Selective memory, right? You only remember what you want to.
Just as his fist was about to make contact, Chu Xuan’s pupils widened. He could almost taste his victory. Some female disciples covered their faces, not wanting to witness what was about to happen.
But…
The expected thud never came.
The anticipated scream wasn’t heard either.
Instead, Chu Xuan’s fist stopped. It felt like it had hit a solid rock.
His expression froze.
He saw that Lu Yun had blocked his powerful punch with just one index finger. The rage on his face disappeared instantly.
“What? How is this possible?”
The disciples watching widened their eyes in shock. They were all dumbfounded.
But the sect elders on the steps and their disciples behind them didn’t seem to care.
Ye Qingxian and her companions only displayed sarcasm and disdain.
In the arena, Chu Xuan was starting to question reality.
Huh?
Wait a minute…
Something’s wrong here.
He had the strength to swing 18,000 pounds with one arm, right?
Even using half my strength was over 5,000 pounds!
How could he block it with just one finger? And so effortlessly?
This… this couldn’t be real!
Chu Xuan raised his head in disbelief, staring at Lu Yun’s mocking expression. He was hit with a realization like a lightning bolt.
His face turned beet red in shame. The embarrassment washed over him, making him wish he could disappear. Impossible!
This couldn’t be real!
Shaking with rage, Chu Xuan pulled his fist back and began throwing punches wildly.
But Lu Yun remained calm, one hand behind his back, using only a finger to block each punch with ease. He made it look so effortless.
[Hahaha! ]
[This is hilarious! Haha! ]
[Look at this brat’s angry face! It’s too funny! ]
The girls watching stifled their laughter, trying to keep straight faces.
[Oh, I must look so cool right now, right? ]
[I bet I’ve caught the attention of all the female disciples, right? They must be falling for me, wanting to be my partner, living in perfect harmony…]
The girls: ‘…’
[Of course, the brainless members of the protagonist’s harem shouldn’t fall for me.]
[I don’t want any of those idiots.]
The girls: ‘???’
Everyone watching felt a surge of irritation. They were seconds away from jumping up to slap him!
Ye Qingxian: ‘I’m the most beautiful woman in the East, and I don’t even catch your eye???’
Lan Yurou: ‘Who would fall for a shameless scoundrel like you? You’re dreaming! Fool!’
In the arena, Lu Yun saw Chu Xuan getting more and more frustrated. He figured it was time to stop playing around and finish this.
Otherwise, the plot would drag on, wasting time.
Might as well wrap this up and find a cave to write in peace.
With this thought, Lu Yun finally made his move.
When Chu Xuan threw another punch, Lu Yun flicked his finger.
Bang!
Chu Xuan was sent flying like a ragdoll, crashing to the ground as if he had been hit by a speeding train.
Gasps erupted from the crowd.
“Oh my god…
Wasn’t Lu Yun supposed to be mortal? How was he this strong?”
“He’s even stronger than some of our senior brothers!”
Chu Xuan laid on the ground, clutching his numb fist, listening to the murmurs around him.
That was it. He snapped.
Ignoring all reason, he got up, roaring, and charged at Lu Yun with all his strength.
“Die!!!”
His arms swung with fury, wind whipping around him.
But Lu Yun remained calm. Just as Chu Xuan’s fists were about to land, Lu Yun slapped him across the face with a backhanded strike, faster than he could react.
“Pah!”
The crisp sound echoed across the square.
Everyone watched in stunned silence as Chu Xuan was flung back again, this time spitting blood like a rainbow.
[Hey! ]
[Draw a dragon with me on the left! Draw a rainbow on the right! ]
The girls: ‘??? Has he gone mad in public???’
In the next second, Lu Yun rushed forward, standing over Chu Xuan, and began stomping on him viciously.
“You coward! I’ll make you scream! Scream!”
“You think you’re tough? Scream!”
“You look like some innocent girl, don’t you? Like green tea? Green! Green! Green!”
“I’ll make your whole family glow green! Glow! Glow!”
With each insult, Lu Yun kicked harder, with Chu Xuan’s screams perfectly timed to match. The entire square was silent, everyone too shocked to move.
Only Ye Qingxian and her group looked satisfied, watching Lu Yun kick and curse with clenched teeth.
‘Kick him!’
‘Kick him hard!’
‘Kick him to death!’
[Oh, this is so fun! Being a villain is amazing! Haha!]
[It feels great to treat the protagonist like this!]
[This idiot thinks he’s amazing just because he has some special power?]
[He’s got a cheat, but so do I!]
Lu Yun didn’t hold back in his words, nor did he hold back in his diary.
“Anyway, I’ve got time. The protagonist should enjoy himself. I should make some time to write my diary. The rewards are just too good.” He thought inwardly.
He felt a little envious of his own fortune.
After kicking Chu Xuan for a while, the guy stopped making noise.
Lu Yun figured it was time to move things along, to escalate the attack as the plot demanded.
He squatted down, grabbed Chu Xuan’s hair, and stared at his swollen face—now so disfigured, even his mother wouldn’t recognize him.
Sneering, Lu Yun spat out cruelly, “You think you’re worthy of fighting me?”
As he spoke, he casually patted Chu Xuan’s bloodied face, completely ignoring the hatred evident in his victim’s eyes.
“I gave you a chance, but you’re useless. Want to beat me? Go home and train for another 200 years.” With that, he delivered a hard slap, sending one of Chu Xuan’s teeth flying.
[This level of intensity should be more than enough.]
[This guarantees he’ll come back stronger.]
[Look at his eyes! He’ll definitely train hard for revenge after this.]
Girls: ‘… You nearly killed him. Of course, he’s going to hate you!’
But truthfully, after being humiliated by Lu Yun like this, Chu Xuan would undoubtedly be driven to cultivate hard, fueled by thoughts of vengeance.
[Hmm, is he still not miserable enough?]
[This should make those air-headed concubines in his harem feel bad, right? Maybe I should rough him up a bit more.]
Girls: ‘…’
[Well, I’ve been beating him for so long, and no one’s stopping me. Maybe no one will mind if I kill him.]
[Wait, that’s weird… Why is no one stepping in?]
[Do they not want him to be the protagonist anymore?]
Girls: ‘…Fine, take him! You perverted freak!’
[Oh, I’ve got it!]
[I’ll shove his battered face in front of those fools so they can see more clearly!]
[Then this little guy will use those pitiful eyes to beg for protection, unable to stand my humiliation.]
[That’s when those fools will jump in to defend him and whisk him away like some priceless treasure. Then they can all start their idiotic journey together.]
[Perfect plan!]
Girls: ‘???’
Everyone clenched their fists in anger, ‘You’re the idiot! Your entire family is!’
While they fumed in silence, Lu Yun went right back to beating Chu Xuan.
[Oops, wrong direction, this way, this way.]
As he turned around awkwardly, the girls were so angry they nearly laughed.
Finally, Chu Xuan’s face was pointing toward the sect master and the others. The five of them remained expressionless, but the disciples behind them were visibly uncomfortable. They couldn’t understand why the sect master would let Lu Yun beat Chu Xuan like this, but they were powerless to act without his permission.
“Giving you a chance!”
Slap Slap
“You’re useless!”
Slap
“Can you even stand up?”
Slap Slap
With blood splattering and Chu Xuan’s eyes losing focus, Lu Yun started feeling disappointed.
[Come on, use those pitiful eyes already!]
[Damn it! I’m setting this up perfectly for you!]
[Do you not want a harem anymore? Do you not want to ascend to greatness?]
[Foolish protagonist!]
The girls grimaced inwardly, “He’s nearly unconscious from the beating, and you expect him to use some charming look?”
“That’s enough,” the sect master finally said, his expression blank. With a wave of his hand, Chu Xuan was flung to the side. Spiritual energy flowed into Chu Xuan, instantly healing his body and restoring his senses. As soon as he recovered, Chu Xuan instinctively touched his bruised face and glared at Lu Yun, his eyes full of malice.
But Lu Yun was confused.
[What? That’s not right.]
[According to the plot, Ye Qingxian should have spoken up just now, healed him, and then taken him away!]
[Why did the sect master intervene?]
[Oh well, lots of things haven’t followed the plot exactly.]
[As long as Ye Qingxian takes him as her personal disciple, it’ll be fine.]
Ye Qingxian’s eyes flashed slyly. She turned to Zhang Zongdao and said, “Brother, I would like to take one of these two as my personal disciple. Would that be acceptable?”
Zhang Zongdao’s face remained impassive, but Lu Yun was thrilled.
[Yes! That’s it! Hahaha! Even though the details are different, the plot’s on track!]
[Take him! Take that useless fool! Then I can head off to team up with that old dog Kuya! Hahaha!]
“I choose him—Lu Yun!”
Lu Yun: “???”
The smile on Lu Yun’s face vanished instantly, and his mind went blank. …
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