Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 321 - 320 Hand-picking Sky Thunder

Chapter 321: Chapter 320 Hand-picking Sky Thunder

Whispers filled the crowd as they started to discuss among themselves. If it were true, what Zhou Bingliang had done was truly terrifying.

"You... you’re talking nonsense!" Zhou Bingliang exclaimed in a panic, "You said that we used a blinding spell to deceive Master Zhou. Then let me ask you, if we can use a blinding spell to trick Master Zhou, why not apply the spell to all the magic artifacts? In that case, Master Zhou would identify all of them as medium quality magical tools, and we would make even more money—so why bother going through all this trouble?"

"That’s exactly where your cunning lies!" Su Yang said, "Bringing out forty or fifty medium quality magical tools in one auction is rare at any auction. If Master Zhou were to appraise them, and they started selling in batches, people might believe it at first. As more and more medium quality magical tools appeared later on, people would grow skeptical and hesitate to buy them."

"Therefore, you made it a point to discredit Master Zhou in front of everyone while allowing this Master Hu to demonstrate his abilities. With that, people’s concerns would vanish. To the crowd, it seemed like Master Hu stood in opposition to you, and since he’s a Magician of the Immortal realm, his appraisals were deemed unquestionable, and no one would consider alternative possibilities. Thus, your magic artifacts sold smoothly, didn’t they?"

"Oh my gosh!" Fatty exclaimed in shock, "As Young Master Su said, it suddenly hit me. Indeed, I’ve never heard of an auction that could produce so many medium quality magical tools at once. If it wasn’t for Master Hu, I... I really wouldn’t have believed it!"

The crowd nodded in agreement; the reason they dared to spend so much money was entirely because of Master Hu. Now, hearing Su Yang’s analysis, they suddenly realized they had truly been deceived!

Seeing that he was losing control of the situation, Zhou Bingliang quickly sent a glance towards Master Hu.

"Ridiculous!" Master Hu suddenly shouted, "Where did this ignorant brat come from, daring to doubt my sacred magic? Are you seeking death! How dare you insult me thus, aren’t you afraid of provoking the wrath of heaven and being struck by a Heavenly Tribulation?!"

As he spoke, the wind and clouds churned outside, as if lightning were truly about to strike down. The menacing sound was terrifying.

The crowd scattered instantly, leaving only Su Yang standing there. Regardless of whether Master Hu was deceiving them, his real capabilities were evident to all.

Su Yang, a young man with the courage of a calf not fearing a tiger, dared to publicly expose his scam—wasn’t that effectively seeking death?

In the eyes of the crowd, although Su Yang could point out the scam, he was after all just a kid, no match for a Magician like Master Hu.

Su Yang chuckled coldly, "You’d better restrain whatever little skills you have. Otherwise, I’m afraid you might not leave here alive later!"

"How arrogant!" Master Hu bellowed angrily, "Do you really think you’re above the law just because this is Qingyun Clubhouse? Let me tell you, even if this were the Ten Great Families, I could come and go as I please in the eyes of the sacred!"

"Unfortunately, you’ve encountered me!" Su Yang said coldly, "Either leave, or die!"

"You brazen kid, daring to speak to my master like that!" Master Hu’s disciple raged, jumping forward, he aimed a kick at Su Yang, "I’ll teach you a lesson on manners!"

Su Yang stood motionless as Master Hu’s disciple was sent flying backward, as if hit by some invisible force.

The onlookers were startled, and even Master Hu’s expression changed drastically. Taking a deep breath, he said solemnly, "So it turns out you are a practitioner, no wonder you are so confident. But do you really think your skills are enough to run amok? Today, I shall tear off your head to show you what true power means!"

"Really?" Su Yang stood with his hands behind his back, a cold sneer crossed his lips, "It seems you’re not going to leave. In that case, let me escort you on your way!"

As Su Yang slowly stepped towards Master Hu, Master Hu shook as if struck by a hammer, and two tiles on the floor beneath him cracked.

With Su Yang’s second step, Master Hu’s back bent, his feet sinking into the ground as if a tremendous weight was pressing down upon him.

Step three, step four, step five, Su Yang walked step by step toward Master Hu, and Master Hu sank deeper and deeper into the ground. By the time Su Yang reached him, only his head was still above ground, while the rest of his body had been completely hammered into the earth like a nail.

Master Hu was completely panicked. He hadn’t seen how Su Yang had made his move, but a formidable power had pressed him down. Throughout this process, he had exerted all his strength to resist but could not fend it off at all. He was forcefully pushed into the ground without an ounce of fighting back.

Only now did he realize what kind of person he had encountered. The young man before him could only be described as unfathomably deep. Master Hu was well aware that, if Su Yang had wished, he could have crushed him to death with just a finger!

Su Yang looked down at Master Hu from above, "Didn’t you just say you wanted to experience heavenly tribulation and thunder? Today, I’ll let you know what a true descent of heavenly tribulation is!"

Having said that, Su Yang walked straight to the window and raised his right hand towards the sky.

The sky outside, already brewing a storm, filled instantly with dense dark clouds as Su Yang acted, with lightning serpents dancing and thunder roaring in unison.

Suddenly, a bolt of heavenly lightning broke through the sky and struck directly toward Su Yang at the window.

Everyone was startled, but the expected thunderous blast did not occur. As the crowd looked up, they saw only a ball of electric light in the palm of Su Yang’s right hand—it was the condensed form of that heavenly lightning.

A collective gasp filled the scene. Heavenly tribulation captured single-handedly—was this not the work of an Immortal?

Su Yang grasped the lightning and walked straight toward the dumbstruck Master Hu, pressing his hand down.

In an instant, a thunderous boom sounded, and lightning danced about, frightening everyone on the scene into falling to the ground in panic.

Amidst the lightning, only Su Yang stood with his hands behind his back. The sky full of lightning serpents danced about, but they couldn’t harm him in the least—as if they were afraid of him!

Finally, the lightning ceased. Everyone peered closely and saw a large pit blasted into the ground. In the pit lay a charred corpse, barely recognizable as Master Hu, utterly dead!

Shock filled the entire place!

To pluck heavenly lightning and use it at will, that was a true Immortal’s feat!

Su Yang turned to Zhou Bingliang and coldly said, "Originally his sins were not worthy of death, but you, performing such deceptive acts at Qingyun Clubhouse, tried to frame us. Although I, Su Yang, do not have a reputation as renowned as your families, I am not someone who can be humiliated at will!"

The scene suddenly erupted in noise: "My God, he... he is Su Yang?"

"Which Su Yang?"

"Master Su from Nanluo City, haven’t you heard? The Xue Family and the Xie Family collapsed because of him. The man who made the Ten Great Families bow and let the Hou Family enter the ranks of the Ten Great Families!"

"It’s actually him? How is that possible? So young?"