Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 111 - 112: One Kick, Overturning the Entire Martial Arts Society

Chapter 111: Chapter 112: One Kick, Overturning the Entire Martial Arts Society

Attack is the best form of defense.

In the clash of masters, there is often no retreat, just as now, Guo Hengyu’s positioning and moves completely cut off Lin Hao’s escape routes.

Lin Hao leisurely raised a fist, directly meeting the challenge head-on.

"Come on!" A flash of excitement sparked in Guo Hengyu’s eyes, as he believed this move would ensure Lin Hao’s defeat.

In an instant, their fists collided.

The clash of fists was like hard stones smashing together, and the immense power could be seen even by the untrained eye.

Students widened their eyes in shock, only to discover that the dust on the martial arts field was dancing in the air because of their fists.

"Thrilling!"

"Holy shit, this is inhuman fighting!"

"Who will win?"

"Bang!"

While everyone was discussing, the next moment, a loud explosion emanated from the speakers.

Immediately after.

The sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Guo Hengyu’s face changed abruptly, turning as white as paper, and involuntarily, he staggered three steps backward.

"It’s over."

Lin Hao’s calm voice drifted slowly, as he delivered a high whip kick to Guo Hengyu’s chest.

"Bang!"

With no resistance, Guo Hengyu was sent flying off his feet by this kick, hitting the ground and causing a stir.

At this moment, whether students or teachers, all stood up, staring in astonishment at the scene before them.

Most of them gaped wide enough to fit an egg, dumbfounded.

Silence.

A silence as of death.

At this moment, the vast playground became utterly silent, with only the faint sound of heartbeats audible.

Guo Hengyu had been defeated!

Kicked and sent flying.

People waited for him to get up, but he lay on the ground, unable to rise, looking pale with a numbness in his chest.

After a long while, he gave up trying to stand and said with a dim expression, "I... I lost."

"I lost" – these three words were like a fuse, instantly igniting the tens of thousands of students and teachers on the field.

"Guo Hengyu actually lost."

"The president of Martial Arts Society, 27-year-old Guo Hengyu, lost to a youngster fresh out of high school."

"The ’Cold Gentleman’, truly awesome."

"It’s another kick, a single kick has toppled the entire Martial Arts Society."

"Cold Gentleman, I love you, be my boyfriend!"

"Awoo!!!"

New and old students alike, their various conversations mingled together, turning the whole playground into a cacophony of noise.

The old students’ disappointment, the new students’ excitement, and the mixed feelings of those studying martial arts.

Among the crowd, Wan Baolu stood, stunned.

The young man in the scene was truly exceptional; had he entered Binhai University earlier, could he have been her boyfriend?

No, it couldn’t be him.

Wan Baolu’s pretty face contorted, fists clenched as she left the crowd, heading toward the infirmary.

Whether it was the disappointment or excitement on the field, those in the Inner Courtyard could not feel it.

Seeing Guo Hengyu admit defeat, Lin Hao smiled and stepped forward, extending a hand: "You’re quite good."

Guo Hengyu stared at Lin Hao, his heart a tumult of emotions.

Should he feel fortunate or sorrowful at being praised by a youth?

He had become a cultivator at the age of six and had now reached the peak of the Transcend Mortality Realm after twenty years, yet he was defeated by an eighteen-year-old boy.

Even at the moment of his fall, he realized that what had seemed an evenly matched fight with Lin Hao was in fact Lin Hao honing his skills with him as a tool!

Engrossed in the fight, he saw that Lin Hao used his society members to practice, but he never imagined that he too was being used as a practice dummy.

That final blow from Lin Hao was merciful; otherwise, it could have easily been lethal.

Regaining his composure, Guo Hengyu let out a sigh, extended his hand, and was pulled to his feet by Lin Hao.

It was only years later that he knew that this scene, along with the words of praise from Lin Hao, "Not bad," would become the pride he boasted of in his old age.

"Thank you," Guo Hengyu said, looking somewhat disheveled, "Thank you for showing mercy."

"It was a match, not a real fight," Lin Hao said with a smile. "I wouldn’t be severe if it wasn’t necessary, would I?"

A match?

Did you have to take Xu Guanjie’s legs in a match?

Guo Hengyu didn’t quite understand Lin Hao’s approach, but he didn’t ask further and said to the middle-aged presenter, "Announce the result, the Martial Arts Society has lost."

The middle-aged presenter glanced at Tang Guodong, who gave a nod, and then picked up the microphone to announce the final result.

Following the announcement and a few courteous words, the large screen on the field finally went dark.

However, the discussion about Lin Hao did not die down.

On this day, Lin Hao’s reputation resonated throughout Binhai University.

Many people made up their minds.

From now on, as long as they were at school, it would be best to stay out of Lin Hao’s way.

Never to provoke him!

The entire Binhai University was boiling over because of this battle, and the nickname "The Icy Nobleman" spread further and wider among the crowd.

In the Inner Courtyard.

The six middle-aged men who were watching the fight were amazed at Lin Hao’s performance. Although Tang Guodong had intended to take Lin Hao as his disciple, he disagreed and left quietly.

Yao Mengchen’s eyes were full of joy, but she did not go to greet Lin Hao and quietly left.

Guo Hengyu’s face was gloomy, but deep inside, he was determined to surpass Lin Hao!

Whatever happened, he couldn’t lose to someone nearly a decade younger than him.

Though he had lost this match, he found that the bottleneck he had been stuck in for years had loosened after the kick from Lin Hao!

"I will surpass you once I enter the Inner Courtyard," Guo Hengyu vowed to himself determinedly.

Afterward, the gloom on his face disappeared, and he left the Inner Courtyard with complex feelings.

"Sigh, this young fellow must have taken a heavy blow," Tang Guodong sighed, not keeping him back as he walked down from the spectators’ stand, fixing his gaze on Lin Hao.

Lin Hao was startled, seeing the old man’s look, his expression helpless because he knew that something was bound to await him.

He had experienced the old man’s character too well in a previous life.

Indeed.

Not long after, Tang Guodong suddenly smiled, "Kid, how about becoming my disciple? I’ll teach you personally at Binhai University."

Lin Hao’s mouth twitched.

A look of helpless resignation.

In his previous life, this old man was almost ready to take him as his master.

And now, in this life, he wanted to take him as a student...

"Cough," Lin Hao coughed, "Tang Sir, don’t joke with me, I’m too young and not worthy of being your disciple."

"Ambition is not a matter of age, it’s not an issue, your talent is already enough to be my disciple," Tang Guodong said earnestly, with Lin Hao’s talent under his guidance, he would surely become a standout amongst men.

"Tang Sir, I am truly sorry, but I can’t be your student," Lin Hao refused again, and his refusal was very decisive.

If he wasn’t decisive, who knew how long the old man would pester him.

"Why can’t you," Tang Guodong feigned anger, "give me a reason, if you can convince me, I won’t insist, if not, heh, you will have to become my student whether you like it or not."

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