My Arrogant Young Lady

Go ahead and curse, curse all you want.

Forcing a smile, Liu Yong's eyes gradually reddened.

However, a whooshing sound suddenly came from behind him. He only had time to turn around in surprise to see Liu Yong spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying off the stage.

In an instant, Liu Yong slammed heavily onto a section of the stands. Several people were caught off guard and screamed in pain, while the rest stood far away, staring in disbelief at Liu Yong.

Gradually, the entire fighting arena fell silent. They could clearly see the severe dent in Liu Yong's chest. Their eyes still held the surprise they had shown at the beginning.

But he had stopped breathing, and tears still clung to the corners of his eyes. He was dead…

With a single punch, the burly white man killed the expert who had won twenty-eight consecutive matches. Even after he had conceded defeat, the white man still wouldn't let him go.

They stared blankly at Liu Yong for a long time, then turned their blank stares to the burly white man. The white man was coldly looking at Liu Yong's corpse, a hint of disdain on his lips.

It was as if he had just killed not a living person, but a lowly pig or dog.

At that moment, the spectators realized this wasn't a fake fight, but a real life-or-death struggle. But wasn't that big white man going a bit too far?

Gradually, anger began to rise in their hearts, and they started to sympathize with the deceased master. But that big white man was a god-level master, one of the few masters you could find in an entire province. And he represented Brother Biao, the number one underworld boss in the Northwest, who had Brother Biao backing him up.

Could they afford to offend this man? Could they afford to insult him? Even the leader stared blankly at his dead beloved general for a long time, then glared fiercely at the white giant, daring not to speak out in anger.

"Trash!" At that moment, the burly white man coldly uttered a broken Chinese phrase. Then, he disdainfully extended his little finger towards the dead Liu Yong.

"Damn..." Despite the burly man's arrogance, the audience dared not breathe loudly.

"Who is this person's boss? His subordinates are quite arrogant." A beautiful woman sat in one of the sixteen seats high above, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

She is the second young lady of the Murong family, a renowned martial arts family in Jiangnan. Although she is already twenty-two years old this year, she is already a master of the lower level of the Divine Realm.

This time, she came to the Northwest merely to watch the excitement. She also brought along a master from her family, a mid-level Divine-level expert.

She wanted to have some fun, to see if the experts from Jiangnan were more powerful, or the experts from the Northwest. But she hadn't expected to see someone so arrogantly ordering their subordinates to commit violence, which made her want to teach them a lesson.

"Reporting to the Second Miss, the person who made the move is a mid-level master of the Divine Realm. His boss is Li Biao, a powerful figure in the underworld of this Northwest region." A middle-aged man smiled, his eyes filled with respect as he looked at the beautiful woman before him.

Soft embroidered shoes, brocade silk robes. The woman before him was as ethereal and otherworldly as the beauty of Jiangnan. What he admired about her was not her god-level martial arts skills, but rather how, at such a young age, she had managed the ancient Murong family so well, making it flourish and subtly surpassing the Kong family of Jiangnan to become the most powerful family in the region.

"What if we send someone to teach him a lesson now?" The beautiful woman frowned, looking at the burly white man shouting below the stage with some displeasure.

"Of course. I can teach him a lesson right now. Although he and I are both mid-level masters of the Divine Realm, Chinese martial arts are profound and extensive. How can a barbarian like him be so presumptuous?" A young man leaned on his long sword with arrogance.

"Brother Xi, I want to teach him a lesson!" Beside her, Xi'er was furious at the burly white man's outrageous behavior. At the same time, she glared fiercely at Brother Biao, who sat in the sixteen seats opposite them. The white man was arrogant, and his boss, Brother Biao, was even more smug. He seemed practically glued to the beautiful woman beside him, his eyes gleaming with smugness as he defiantly challenged the Long and Bai families.

"Xi'er, even if I'm just teaching him a lesson, you don't need to show up. Do you think I'm a pushover? Damn it, I'm a god-level expert now, and I even learned a flute technique from that old fox. Even if I don't summon the King Serpent, I can still handle that white guy with my newly learned flute technique and my illusion array. Xi'er, don't be angry, watch me teach that white devil a lesson!" I'm very tanned now, and I'm jealous of anyone with fair skin except Xi'er. I've made up my mind to show off in front of my wife.

It's a pity. I still don't know how effective that acupressure technique that old fox gave me is, or even how powerful it is. If that acupressure technique is really good for showing off, I might still use it now.

"Young Master, this Brother Biao is provoking us. Shouldn't we stop waiting and teach them a lesson now?" On either side of us, the Long family and the Bai family were also simultaneously displeased.

The other party had already admitted that he was inferior in skill, yet the burly white man continued his violent killing spree. If they couldn't kill him, even if the Long and Bai families became the leaders today, they would still feel ashamed.

"Princess, may we begin?" A white-haired youth said coldly beside a noble and beautiful young woman.

"That's enough." The noble and beautiful young woman looked down at the burly white man on the arena, extremely annoyed. How dare he be so arrogant in front of her? Many people had been as arrogant as him before, but they all died after she saw them.

"It seems it's time for me to make my move." The beloved disciple of the Qingcheng Mountain master was filled with arrogance, ready to make a name for himself in this fighting arena.

"Xi'er, watch your husband show off!" Just one glance at the big white man on the stage, and I've already figured out how to make an even more impressive entrance.

I'm usually a very low-key person, but for some reason, I can't help but want to show off in front of Xi'er. Looks like I'm going to have to do something really special today.

However, just as I took out my jade flute to set up the illusion array, a shadow appeared on the arena.

It was a young man with short white hair. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and had an aristocratic smile on his face.

No one saw how he got there; he just appeared on the ring in the blink of an eye.

Just one glance at his swaggering entrance made me feel instantly ashamed. Then I gently took Xi'er's hand and whispered, "Honey, someone beat me to it... and his entrance was even cooler than mine..."

“This person is a master of at least the middle level of the God-level, possibly even a master of the upper level of the God-level.” Xi’er didn’t blame me, but instead frowned slightly as she looked at the suddenly appearing young man.

"A top-tier god-level expert, he's stronger than us!" Upon seeing this young man's sudden appearance, the Long, Bai, and Murong families all turned their attention to him. Even the beloved disciple of the Qingcheng Mountain master was taken aback by the sudden appearance of this young man.

"Princess, do you really want to kill that big white man in three moves, instead of one?" a middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"Hehe, how can killing him in one move let him know the power of Aurora? White Tiger is a master above the gods, killing him wouldn't even take a single move, half a move would suffice. But, I want to see his fear and despair, to let him know how painful it is to be crushed by a strong person, just like when he killed that ordinary person who was a low-level martial arts master." The girl smiled.

"White Tiger, a master above the gods, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Aurora. Not bad, after tracking them for three years, I'm finally about to make a gain..." The middle-aged man, one of the sixteen seated guests, poured a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) into the red wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

Chapter 276 Focus

Instantly, the entire fighting arena fell silent. The spectators, who had been furious but dared not speak out because of the burly white man, were now speechless with astonishment as they stared at the white-haired youth.

Because he was so strong, even ordinary people could feel the aura of power emanating from him. At that moment, Brother Biao, one of the sixteen seated members, immediately sat up straight.

The Long family, the Bai family, the Murong family of Jiangnan, and the chief disciple of Qingcheng Mountain all watched the white-haired expert in silence.

The burly white man, looking at the thin young man before him, was also slightly sweating. Only he himself could sense the terrifying strength possessed by the white-haired youth before him.

However, a sliver of hope remained in his heart. After all, his strength was undeniable; he was a mid-level god-level expert. And within their own country, he was already considered one of the top-ranked masters.

This white-haired youth looks very strong. But... he's at most a high-level god-tier expert.

He hasn't yet surpassed a higher realm, only a higher level. If he proceeds cautiously, he might be able to win against all odds.

Thinking this, the burly white man dropped his arrogance. He stared silently at the white-haired youth for a dozen seconds. Suddenly, he roared, unleashing the aura of a powerful figure.

In that instant, a thick white mist appeared from the large white man's body. His body began to turn red, and his muscles gradually swelled.

In just three seconds, the burly white man seemed to have grown a whole size. Then, he slammed his foot on the ring and slammed his fists together, slapping his boxing gloves. "A top-tier god-level expert, huh? I can fight you even if you're a top-tier god-level expert. After all, kung fu isn't about strength level, it's about technique. I, Nikolayev, have participated in over three hundred matches and have never seen an opponent who could seriously injure me. You, you Chinese are no good!"

"Whether our China can do it or not, you'll know once you try," the white-haired youth smiled.

"You actually know Russian?" The white man was astonished to hear the white-haired youth speak his native language.

"Come here." Without any smugness on his face, the white-haired youth simply smiled and beckoned to him.

"He actually understands Russian?" Seeing the white-haired youth on the stage begin conversing with the burly white man, Xi'er frowned slightly. Then, Xi'er whispered to me, "Brother Xi, this person might be Aurora."

"Aurora?" I was slightly startled when I heard Xi'er's words.

“Yes, Aurora is a group of international criminals, and the Wang family has proven that Aurora is very likely related to the demon who destroyed the Wang family. That demon who destroyed the Wang family is the one who seriously injured you when you were a child, and your mother was also injured by that person. That person is the common enemy of our Wang family, the Ye family, the four major families in the country, and the famous sects in the country. He is very strong, and he has the ability to destroy all our families.” Looking at the white-haired youth below the stage, Xi’er’s expression became more and more solemn.

"Then why are the aurora borealis appearing here?" I thought for a moment and asked.

"He probably wants to become the number one expert in the Northwest, making the Long and Bai families, the largest families in the country, lose face. That girl from before was from Aurora. The reason she appeared in our Ye family was to sabotage the marriage between our Wang and Ye families. Aurora, they should already be prepared to be our enemy. And this white-haired youth, he should be Baihu, one of the four Heavenly Kings of Aurora. He is not a god-level expert, he is an expert above the gods."

"What!?" After hearing Xi'er's words, my gaze towards the white-haired youth below the stage became complicated.

It turns out, their boss was the one who injured me more than ten years ago; their boss is the greatest enemy of my Wang family. And then, that noble and beautiful girl…

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the person in the seat of honor opposite me.

My gaze met that of the noble and beautiful girl in an instant. I was surprised, and at the same time, I saw hatred in her eyes.

At that moment, my heart couldn't help but flutter. The girl looked at me and a smile gradually appeared on her lips. Then she stretched out her slender index finger and gently traced a line on her long neck.

Damn, this girl's next target is me. She really is the girl who ruined my engagement ceremony with Xi'er.

She herself is a master above the gods, and there is another master above the gods below the stage. If she wants to deal with me, I'm afraid I will have a hard time escaping from her.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but become a little restless.

At that moment, the burly white man in the audience suddenly moved. He had reached his limit in the face of Bai Hu's provocation and could no longer restrain himself from attacking Bai Hu.

As the burly white man transformed into a streak of white light and charged towards the white tiger, the white tiger remained calm, a smile still on its face. At that moment, the white man's fists slammed into the white tiger. His fists instantly multiplied into countless shadowy fists, and his entire aura transformed into a white tornado, crashing fiercely into the white tiger.

But the White Tiger merely smiled slightly. He steadily raised both hands, then gently swung them, and a Tai Chi diagram appeared before him. He then gently pushed the Tai Chi diagram towards the white giant.

In an instant, the Tai Chi diagram collided violently with the tornado unleashed by the white giant. A massive shockwave instantly erupted across the entire arena, violently blasting away all the martial arts leaders seated in the next-highest seats closest to the white giant and the white tiger.

"It's Tai Chi!" Seeing that Baihu had broken through the white man's myriad shadows with just one move, the second young lady of the Murong family in Jiangnan stood up from the sofa.

"Tai Chi? It seems to be true qi. Could it be... that he is a master above the gods?" The eldest disciple of the Qingcheng Sect frowned slightly, and the arrogance on his face vanished without a trace.

"..." As the entire fighting arena descended into chaos, it eventually fell silent again. Everyone had seen the burly white man lying on the ground, vomiting blood, his eyes filled with fear as he stared at the white-haired youth before him.

Another mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and the white man looked at the white-haired youth with indescribable fear. He continued to writhe backward, his internal organs severely injured by the true energy released by the white-haired youth.

"Tai Chi, the martial art you're skilled in is actually Tai Chi. You're not just a god-level master, you're a master above all gods..." The white-haired man stared in fear at the young man before him. Blood continued to flow from the mouth of the large white man.

"Two more moves. Hurry up and come over. I promised the princess I would kill you in three moves, and I absolutely cannot kill you in two." The white-haired youth still smiled, his eyes devoid of joy or sorrow, like a high and mighty god looking down upon the weak ant before him.

"A master above the gods... could he be Aurora?" Seeing Bai Hu severely injure the white giant with a single move, the Long and Bai families all became uneasy. They knew how strong Aurora was; apart from the Wang family, no one could rival him. And now, someone from Aurora was standing right before them. Their hearts grew increasingly tense.

What is Aurora's purpose? Does he want to capture both of the young masters of their two families?

"Quick, you can still survive one more move. When I make my third move, I'll kill you." White Tiger smiled as he looked at the large white man. Seeing that the large white man hesitated to attack, he began to walk towards him.

Run! Seeing the white tiger approaching, the burly white man immediately considered fleeing. He knew he was no match for the white tiger; escape was the only option. He was a mid-level god-level expert; if he wanted to escape, the white tiger shouldn't be able to stop him.

Thinking this, the burly white man stomped his feet hard on the ground and shot off the stage like an arrow. Seeing that the burly white man had only exchanged one move with the white tiger before considering fleeing, everyone stood up and looked at the burly white man with complicated expressions.

He just killed a master who had admitted defeat. Will the white tiger give him a chance to escape?

It was obvious that White Tiger wouldn't. The reason he made a move was because he despised the white giant for bullying the weak, and he would never give White Tiger a chance to escape.

His smile deepened at that moment. Suddenly, Baihu vanished into thin air. Just as the burly white man was about to escape to the edge of the ring, Baihu appeared before him.

With his right hand pressed against the white man's chest, Baihu gently trembled, channeling his inner energy.

With a sharp crack, the white man's chest caved in deeply, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, flying back to the center of the arena. At this moment, the white man was on the verge of death, and seeing the white tiger striding towards him, he cried out in fear.

"Please, please don't kill me, please..." The burly white man looked utterly pathetic, tears and snot streaming down his face. This single blow had crippled his entire cultivation. He already regretted it, and would never dare to do such a despicable thing as bullying the weak again.

However, Baihu did not give him a chance. When Baihu walked up to him, he kicked him hard in the body.

All that could be seen was the white giant's body transform into a streak of white light, and he was firmly fixed into one of the sixteen seats high above on the stage.

Seated at the head of the table was Brother Biao, whom he had hired at a high price from abroad. Seeing the white man's corpse lying right in front of him, Brother Biao turned deathly pale and slid off the sofa to the floor.

"Get lost!" White Tiger said coldly, glancing at Brother Biao.

Instantly, Brother Biao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He was so frightened that he abandoned his beautiful translator and fled from the seat of honor with his men.

“Princess, that’s exactly three moves.” The white tiger said with a smile, looking up at a seat above him.

Hearing the White Tiger's words and seeing his gazing upwards, everyone immediately turned their gaze to one of the sixteen high-ranking figures. There stood a noble and beautiful young woman, rightfully receiving the White Tiger's worship. Smiling, she was the center of attention.

Suddenly, she pointed her slender finger at me.

"Damn!" When the girl pointed at me, I was instantly startled. In an instant, I went from being the most insignificant person in the entire fighting arena to becoming the focus of everyone's attention.