Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 144, ask him to come up.

Chapter 144: Chapter 144, ask him to come up.

Ling Zi returned without success, his face brimming with extreme disappointment.

Zhao Feipeng also furrowed his brow, although he had been boasting about making it into the province’s top ten, in reality, that was just others flattering him. He had crossed hands with Wang Jing Lei, and their strengths were evenly matched. If Wang Jing Lei was really helping the four big families, things could get really troublesome this time.

"No matter what, you have to think of a way to deal with Wang Jing Lei as much as possible!" Zhao Feipeng said sternly, "I’ll say it again, he may not help us, but he can’t help the opposition. If he takes action, this time, the outcome is uncertain!"

"I’ll do my best!" Ling Zi replied dejectedly, his head drooping. He had just offered a hefty sum, but Wang Jing Lei didn’t even pay him any attention, which left him feeling quite helpless.

Ling Zi sent another group of people out, but they all returned empty-handed. Even when Zhao Feipeng sent Huang Yang personally to find Wang Jing Lei, he came back with nothing, which made everyone even more anxious!

Zhao Feipeng spoke in a deep voice, "It’s almost their turn now, Boss Ling, if Wang Jing Lei makes a move, this time, I can’t guarantee anything!"

Ling Zi looked helpless, no matter what conditions he offered, Wang Jing Lei ignored them. And with someone like Wang Jing Lei, he couldn’t resort to violence; it was an unsolvable problem.

Right at that moment, Su Yang suddenly stood up and said, "Alright, it’s time for me to go down."

"Where are you going?" Hu Xiexie asked curiously.

"My friend is competing down there, I’m going to celebrate his victory!" Su Yang replied with a smile.

"Your friend?" Everyone was stunned, and Huang Yang was the first to jump out, "Hey, Su, are you joking? Didn’t you see my master here, and you’re talking about your friend winning? Do you not even bother with pretense when you brag?"

"Young Master Su..." Ling Zi was somewhat embarrassed; today’s events had been truly troublesome. It just so happened that he, as the host, was caught in the middle, not daring to offend either side, truly a headache.

Su Yang ignored Huang Yang and said to Ling Zi, "Go down and tell Wang Jing Lei to come up here for a moment."

"Ah?" Ling Zi was stunned; Su Yang’s tone was clearly commanding. To speak to a big figure like Wang Jing Lei in such a way, wasn’t that courting death?

Huang Yang burst out again, enraged, "Fuck, do you really think you’re something? Daring to talk to Senior Wang like that, you..."

"Annoying!" Su Yang was thoroughly angry and threw out a backhand slap in the air, sending Huang Yang flying out.

Zhao Feipeng’s eyes widened in shock; Su Yang’s move had scared him. With his own strength, he could do the same, but to do it so effortlessly was not easy at all.

Ling Zi was dumbfounded, and after a moment, he regained his composure and whispered, "Young Master Su, speaking to Wang Jing Lei like this, isn’t it a bit..."

"Just go, why so much nonsense!" Su Yang said coldly.

Ling Zi was startled and hastily arranged for Brother She to go down.

Everyone watched from the window and saw Brother She approach Wang Jing Lei and speak the first sentence. Wang Jing Lei was clearly angered, but after Brother She said the second sentence, Wang Jing Lei’s expression changed drastically. He looked up toward the window, his eyes revealing shock as he quickly stood up and followed Brother She up.

Everyone was dumbstruck; what was happening? Before, Ling Zi had tried all kinds of methods, and Wang Jing Lei hadn’t budged. Now, with a word from Su Yang, he came up?

It didn’t take long for Wang Jing Lei to reach the door. Upon seeing Su Yang, his expression changed again, and he quickly walked over, bending at the waist, "Mr. Su, I did not know you were here. I apologize for not coming to see you sooner!"

The crowd at the scene was astonished once again, this Thunderclap Hand Wang Jing Lei, famous throughout Pingnan Province, was actually showing such respect to Su Yang. What was going on?

"It’s no trouble!" Su Yang said with a calm expression, "Senior Wang, I invited you up here because I need a favor, I wonder if you could accommodate?"

"Mr. Su, please don’t call me senior; you’re really putting me in a tight spot," Wang Jing Lei quickly said. "Whatever you need, just say the word, and I’ll do my utmost to help."

"It’s nothing major," Su Yang said. "I need to go down for a bit, but I’m worried about the safety of these few friends of mine staying here. So, I was hoping you could help look after them, how about that?"

Wang Jing Lei glanced at Hu Xiexie and the others, and immediately said, "No problem, just leave it to me, Mr. Su, I’ll be fully responsible."

"Then, I’m much obliged!" Su Yang nodded, then turned to Hu Xiexie and Wang Shuya, "You guys stay here and play for a while, I’ll just go down for a bit and come back up soon."

In full view of everyone, Su Yang stepped out of the private room. Throughout the entire process, Zhao Feipeng and the others were utterly bewildered, truly unable to fathom what was happening.

"Old Wang..." Zhao Feipeng sidled up to Wang Jing Lei and whispered, "That Su Yang just now, what’s his background exactly?"

Wang Jing Lei furrowed his brow, glanced at Zhao Feipeng, and said sternly, "Sect Leader Zhao, mind your words. Mr. Su is a kind person, but that doesn’t mean he’ll tolerate disrespect from anyone!"

Zhao Feipeng’s face changed once more; he had never seen Wang Jing Lei so respectful to anyone before.

"Who...who on earth is he?" Zhao Feipeng asked in amazement.

"Hmph!" Wang Jing Lei snorted coldly, but did not answer, leaving Zhao Feipeng even more puzzled.

After a long while, Zhao Feipeng said in a low voice, "Could he be the heir of some martial family?"

Wang Jing Lei still did not answer. Zhao Feipeng glanced at him, then slowly nodded to himself, "That must be it, surely the heir of some martial arts family. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so respectful."

As he spoke, Zhao Feipeng’s eyes clearly conveyed some disdain, looking down on Wang Jing Lei.

In his view, even if Su Yang was the heir of some martial arts family, his skills weren’t likely anything to write home about. Wang Jing Lei’s reverence for him was akin to belittling himself, something Zhao Feipeng would never do!

"A mere second-generation descendent wants to show off, it’s laughable!"

Zhao Feipeng said coldly, "Little does he know, the heirs of the four major families invited today are also from martial arts families. Why would they worry about him? To let his friends win the championship? Hmph, I’d like to see how these second-generation descendents will take back their big talk!"

Wang Jing Lei looked at Zhao Feipeng with amusement and remained silent, just sneering. He knew Su Yang’s strength, but he just wouldn’t tell Zhao Feipeng. Zhao Feipeng was too arrogant and conceited, he wanted to see him fall flat on his face against Su Yang.

At that moment, below in front of the arena, Wang Hao had already changed his clothes and was getting ready to go on stage.

His opponent from Tiger Prestige Martial Arts was larger in build and stronger as well. Before entering the arena, he continuously gave Wang Hao thumbs down, clearly not taking him seriously at all.

"Brother Bing, give it your all, beat this bastard to a pulp!" Below the stage, a woman was shouting excitedly, it was none other than Wang Hao’s ex-girlfriend, Lin Shuang.