Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 489 - 488: Kneel Down and Apologize!

Chapter 489: Chapter 488: Kneel Down and Apologize!

The dust settled, and Su Yang stood in place with his hands behind his back, unharmed, as if the blow had never touched him.

The leader was dumbstruck; his strike had transcended realms, entering the Integration Realm. In his mind, Su Yang should have been dead from that hit, but what was this situation, Su Yang hadn’t even moved an inch?

"How is this possible? How can this be possible?" The man’s voice trembled, and suddenly he pointed at Su Yang and roared, "No, you’re lying to me, you have to be, you definitely stepped back. You couldn’t possibly not have moved at all, you must be deceiving me!"

Su Yang glanced at him and said coldly, "Whether I’ve stepped back or not, isn’t it clear from the dust at my feet? You were the one who struck me; how did you manage to confuse your own mind?"

Upon closer inspection, the man saw that the dust scattered around Su Yang’s feet almost buried them. The dust around his feet was indistinguishable from the dust elsewhere, with no sign of movement. This meant that, from beginning to end, Su Yang hadn’t moved at all, he had remained standing right there!

The man collapsed to the ground with a thud, completely deflated. This was his strongest blow, yet it hadn’t made Su Yang budge an inch? His self-confidence was utterly shattered!

"You... who on earth are you..." the man gritted his teeth, "How could Huaxia Country have a young person with such strength?"

Huo Qianfang couldn’t help but interject, "Haven’t you heard of Master Su of Pingnan Province? So ignorant, yet you dare to swagger around in Huaxia Country?"

"You are Master Su!" The man was again dumbstruck, "How... how could you be so young?"

"Why can’t I be this young?" Su Yang retorted.

"But you are a master, a master... how could a master be of this age?" the man pressed anxiously, "Those who are called masters, aren’t they all in their fifties or sixties? How old are you...?"

"Who says you can’t be a master at a young age?" Huo Qianfang said proudly, "You can’t compare your situation in Japan with ours. This is Huaxia Country, full of capable and extraordinary people. Those in your Japan have to live to over a hundred years old to become masters, but here in Huaxia Country, people don’t need that long. Teenagers can do it, that’s the difference between us!"

The man’s expression darkened as he clenched his teeth, "Chink pigs, how dare you insult our great Japan!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Su Yang slapped the man across the face.

"From now on, if you insult the people of Huaxia again, I will slap you," Su Yang said coldly. "Let’s try and see whether your mouth or my hand is harder!"

The man, furious, exclaimed, "Chink pig, you dare to threaten me!"

Su Yang didn’t say a word; he just delivered another slap.

"Try hitting me again, chink pig!"

"Slap!"

"Damn it, I said how could you... chink pig, chink pig, chink pig!"

"Slap, slap, slap!"

"I’m going all out with you!"

"Smack!"

The man was slapped repeatedly, around forty or fifty times in succession. This was because Su Yang hadn’t been ruthless; otherwise, a single slap could have killed him.

Even so, after being slapped so many times, his face had swollen to the size of a pig’s head. He mumbled incoherently, humming and hawing, but he finally dared not curse at anyone anymore.

"You’re finally getting smart!" Su Yang bent down to look at the man and said coldly, "Your two disciples are already dead, and you will soon join them. But before you die, there are some things you have to do. You have been insulting our people of Huaxia Country, and now, I want you to kneel down and apologize for the words you’ve said!"

"Dream on!" the man bellowed, "I’m not afraid of death; why would I apologize to you?"

"That’s not necessarily the case!" Su Yang said with a faint smile, taking out two silver needles from his body and spoke softly, "You’ve always looked down on us Huaxians, right? Now, I’ll let you see some of the miraculous skills left behind by our ancestors in Huaxia Country."

"These two things are called silver needles, tools our ancestors used for healing and saving lives. But that’s not all they left behind. These silver needles can also serve as a form of punishment—an agony you’ve never heard of and would definitely not want to experience!"

As Su Yang spoke, he directly pierced the man’s body with the two silver needles.

"Pfft!" The man was still trying to act tough, "I’m not afraid of swords and spears; what can a little needle do to me?"

Su Yang smiled faintly, "I hope you can still act tough in a moment. Remember, if you really can’t take it anymore, kneel down, apologize, and beg for mercy, I might grant you a swift end."

"Don’t even think about it..." The man shouted these three words, and his expression instantly stiffened. Afterward, his body jolted violently as if he had been electrocuted, and he let out a piercing scream.

Falling to the ground, the man immediately reached out to pull out the two silver needles. They had been precisely placed, yet his hand only moved halfway before being unable to progress further, as if the muscles and bones inside him were immobilized. His hands were restrained and simply couldn’t touch the needles.

The pain inside him, however, was intensifying. At first, the man struggled to pull the needles out, but as time passed, his hands gradually twisted and clawed at the ground like a chicken’s talons. He roared like a wild beast, wheezing heavily, foam starting to form at his mouth, snot dripping from his nostrils, presenting a revolting sight.

But the man seemed oblivious to his grotesqueness as he lay on the ground, writhing and trembling all over like a severely wounded beast, his mouth agape in a futile attempt to scream, emitting only laborious wheezing.

Later on, the man began banging his head against the ground; the intense pain inside made him wish for death. Yet, his strength too was restrained; his headbutts against the ground were not forceful enough to render him unconscious or to kill him.

Five minutes later, the man couldn’t hold on anymore. His hands had dug into the ground, the flesh on his fingertips worn away to reveal white bone underneath, but he didn’t feel it; the internal agony made him forget all other pain!

After ten minutes, the man struggled to crawl up and knelt on both knees repeatedly kowtowing to Su Yang. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he could only make hoarse wheezing noises.

"Ready to beg for mercy?" Su Yang asked with a faint smile as he pulled out one of the silver needles from the man’s head, "Speak!"

Gasping for air, the man’s voice was hoarse as he roared, "Kill me, kill me, you Huaxia pigs, just kill me—I’m not afraid of you, I won’t apologize to Huaxia pigs, if you dare, just kill me..."

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