Under One Person: Rebuilding the Glory of the Beast Master

Chapter 53 Zeng Su of the Sanyi Sect

The square fell silent instantly.

Because most of the people present had never heard of the name Zeng Su.

"Zeng Su, who is this? I've never heard of him."

Are there any prominent families with the surname Zeng?

"Isn't that Zeng Su, a disciple of the Sanyi Sect, the kid that the Left Sect Leader brought yesterday?"

Then people's attention shifted from Wang Ai and followed his gaze to the child sitting in the chair, holding half an apple in his hand.

"So small?"

"Yes, I heard she's only eight or nine years old."

"The young master of the Wang family wants to fight with an eight-year-old child?"

"This is utterly shameless!"

Whispers rose up like a tide.

Upon hearing the name Zeng Su, the head of the Wang family twitched his lips, wishing he could personally slap Wang Ai twice. He could choose the weak or the strong, but what kind of logic was it to choose a child?

Moreover, even if you win, it would be an unfair victory; if you lose, you would lose all face.

The smile on the face of the Lu family head next to him also froze; he really hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

"Old Wang, you need to discipline your kid."

Upon hearing this, the head of the Wang family glared at the head of the Lü family, his knuckles turning slightly white as he held the teacup.

Before Zeng Su, the person in question, could even respond, Guan Shihua exploded, crushing a walnut in her hand with a "crack".

"What the hell?" She jumped off the chair, her chubby face full of displeasure. "Fatty Wang, what do you mean? Are you bullying my little brother because he's young?"

Wang Ai's smile faltered, but she remained outwardly polite: "Miss Guan is too kind. I only wanted to spar with Brother Zeng Su, and stop short of causing trouble. How could I possibly be bullying him?"

The way they were talking was so polite that they didn't even call her "Stone Flower" anymore, but directly called her Miss Guan.

"A sparring match?" Guan Shihua put her hands on her hips, her pigtails sticking up in anger. "You, a grown man, sparring with my eight-year-old brother? Why don't you spar with a three-year-old? You'd be guaranteed to win!"

A low chuckle came from the crowd.

Wang Ai's smile finally faltered. He completely ignored Guan Shihua and instead said to Zeng Su, "Brother Zeng Su, since you've been able to join the Sanyi Sect, you must have some extraordinary abilities. I simply wish to learn a couple of moves from you. If you're afraid, that's alright—"

These words sound polite, but they carry a hidden edge. If Zeng Su doesn't step forward to fight, it means he's afraid. This matter will definitely follow Zeng Su in the future, and it will also affect the reputation of the Sanyi Sect.

"My brother's skill is his business, what's it to you?" Guan Shihua interrupted him directly. "You want to fight? Come on, let's fight! I'll give you a handicap with one hand, let's see if you can last three moves!"

As she spoke, she started to walk onto the field, rolling up her sleeves to reveal her two chubby white arms.

She had already made up her mind; she would ask Liu Kunsheng to possess her body in a moment. Didn't Grandpa Liu want her to cultivate a good relationship with Zeng Su? She didn't believe Grandpa Liu wouldn't come at a time like this.

With Liu Kunsheng's help, the power she can borrow now would be extremely strong, making it incredibly easy for her to defeat Wang Ai.

"Stone flowers!"

Liao Huzi stood up, a hint of helplessness on his weathered face: "Come back, stop fooling around."

"Master, I didn't cause trouble!" Guan Shihua turned around and glared at him. "It was Fatty Wang who bullied people first!"

"How can a contest that ends in a draw be considered bullying?" Liao Huzi glanced at Wang Ai, then at Zeng Su, and finally his gaze settled on Guan Shihua's face. "If you want to fight, you'll have your chance later. This is a contest where they've specifically named someone, so don't get involved."

Guan Shihua opened her mouth as if to retort. At that moment, Zeng Su, who was standing next to her, tugged at her clothes.

"Thank you, Sister Shihua. I accept the challenge."

Since Zeng Su had already said that, Guan Shihua couldn't very well stick her neck out, so she could only glare fiercely at Wang Ai.

"Fatty Wang, you dare to bully my brother? I'll show you what a tough Northeastern woman is like in a minute."

Wang Ai's smile froze completely, but the die was cast. He had to beat Zeng Su up today, or his resolve would waver. He had been tossing and turning these past two nights, unable to sleep, his mind filled with images of Guan Shihua and Zeng Su's happy moments whenever he closed his eyes.

It wasn't because of any romantic love, it was just because of envy and jealousy.

Zeng Su looked at his master not far away, thinking that he should ask his master about this matter.

Zuo Ruotong nodded. He knew his little apprentice's strength; putting aside everything else, releasing Bai Jiahei alone wouldn't be easy to deal with.

"Brother, you must be careful. If you really can't win, there's no shame in admitting defeat. You're still young; you can regain your pride when you're older," Guan Shihua comforted Zeng Su.

Although she knew her younger brother was certainly capable, Wang Ai was, after all, a direct descendant of the Wang family, and his cultivation level wouldn't be weak. Add to that the age difference, and the chances of him winning were slim.

"Sister Shihua, you're really alright. To tell you the truth—I'm very strong," Zeng Su said to Guan Shihua with a smile.

"Yeah! My little brother is really something." Guan Shihua nodded, but her words were more of a consolation.

Then Zeng Su walked towards the training ground.

He walked up to Wang Ai and stood still.

The distance between the two was no more than ten feet.

Eight-year-old Zeng Su only reached Wang Ai's chest in height, and the difference in size was even more obvious. Wang Ai was chubby and weighed at least 150 or 160 pounds, standing there like a wall of flesh.

Although strength is not determined by physique, the difference between the two was simply too great, and few people believed that Zeng Su would win.

Even the gamblers around him were mostly betting that Zeng Su could last a few more moves.

Zeng Su looked up at Wang Ai, his dark eyes showing no tension or fear, only a calmness beyond his years.

Then he clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Zeng Su of the Sanyi Sect, please give me your guidance."

Wang Ai felt a sense of pressure for some reason, but now there was nowhere to retreat, so she had no choice but to fight.

"I'll have to go easy on you later, or things will get messy," Wang Ai thought to himself. He didn't believe for a second that he would lose.

"Wang Ai of the Wang family, please enlighten me."

After the two sides exchanged names, the event officially began.

In the audience, Zhang Zhiwei was lying on a stone step with his eyes half-closed, completely unconcerned about this ridiculous competition.

However, upon hearing Zeng Su's name, he immediately sat up, opened his eyes, and looked at the field. He really wanted to know what abilities this child possessed.

Even the Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing became interested. He also noticed that Zeng Su's Qi was extremely complex, which completely contradicted the cultivation philosophy of the Sanyi Sect.

So he turned to Zuo Ruotong beside him and asked curiously, "Sect Leader Zuo, your little disciple is quite something! How did she manage to achieve balance by mixing so many different types of Qi together?"

However, Zuo Ruotong shook her head: "Master, your question has stumped me too. I don't understand it either."

"This!" Upon hearing Zuo Ruotong's words, Zhang Jingqing frowned, then suddenly thought of something, "Could it be a natural superpower?"

Zuo Ruotong nodded in agreement.

This is the only explanation that makes sense: anything can happen with innate superpowers, and most of them cannot be replicated.

Regardless of what the people below think, the battle on the field has now begun.

Zeng Su was the one who launched the first attack.

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