25: Chapter 25 Thirty Years of Fortune Turned into a Joke

Chu Yuan released Liu Yanran, his face expressionless. At that moment, a vast and mighty aura erupted from him, and an endless pressure bore down entirely upon Lin Tianyang.

The entire aura radiated from Chu Yuan as the center, rapidly enveloping the whole scene.

The first to notice the anomaly were a few young masters standing relatively close to Chu Yuan.

Their expressions changed drastically, and subconsciously, they retreated five or six steps backward before they finally regained their composure.

"This... what on earth is happening? Is this really the aura of Young Master Chu? It's terrifyingly powerful."

Everyone exchanged glances, their eyes filled with nothing but astonishment.

Unfortunately, Lin Tianyang was not so lucky.

He only felt as if he had been locked onto by a powerful aura. Then, an invisible pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, landed heavily upon him.

"Damn it!"

"Releasing True Qi externally—this is a skill only available in the Transcendent. Could Chu Yuan be..."

"No! Absolutely impossible!"

Lin Tianyang's expression changed drastically. He had originally thought that after his strength improved, beating Chu Yuan would be an easy task.

Yet, the opponent's mere release of pressure was enough to make him nearly unable to hold on.

He gritted his teeth, channeling all his strength into his body, doing his utmost to resist this pressure.

Chu Yuan remained expressionless, walking toward Lin Tianyang step by step. With every step he took, his aura increased by a notch.

Lin Tianyang could already feel that the force pressing down on him was becoming increasingly powerful, making it hard for him to breathe.

Even though he tried his best, gritting his teeth and pushing his strength to the limit, he was still pressed down by this aura, unable to lift his head.

His body felt as if it were cramping, his limbs trembling uncontrollably.

At this point, it had completely exceeded his limit of resistance, as if in the next second, he would be crushed to pieces by this pressure.

"Damn it, how is this possible? How old is Chu Yuan? How could he have such terrifying strength?"

"Even the old man couldn't achieve this."

"He wants to make me kneel on the spot. No, I absolutely cannot kneel at Chu Yuan's feet."

Lin Tianyang gritted his teeth tightly. In his life, he had knelt to heaven and earth, to his parents, and to his master, but he would absolutely never kneel to anyone else again. Especially not his mortal enemy.

While Lin Tianyang was struggling desperately, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Chu Yuan walking toward him step by step. With every passing second, that pressure increased boundlessly.

This time, even if Lin Tianyang tried his best, he could no longer hold on in the end.

Thump!

He felt his legs go weak, his calves buckle, and his whole body sank down instantly. In the end, he actually fell straight to his knees in front of Chu Yuan.

At this moment, Chu Yuan was like a high and mighty emperor, looking down at the ant on the ground. His face remained calm and indifferent, as if everything that had just happened had never occurred.

Humiliation! An unprecedented surge of humiliation flooded his mind, making Lin Tianyang feel like he was going crazy.

This was the first time he had ever felt such humiliation and helplessness. The opponent was simply too powerful—so powerful that he had absolutely no capital to contend with him.

Looking at Lin Tianyang kneeling on the ground, Chu Yuan disdainfully spat out, "Some people are not those you can offend. Sticking your neck out comes with a price."

Among the crowd, a young master in a suit had long been trembling with fear at this scene. But thinking of his savior still kneeling like a dog before Chu Yuan, he gathered his courage to step forward, cupping his hands in a fawning manner.

"Young Master Chu, please calm your anger. My big brother is from the countryside and hasn't seen much of the world. He failed to recognize your greatness; please show some leniency, Young Master Chu."

"As long as Young Master Chu is willing to concede, my Qin family..."

The man was named Qin Xiao, a wealthy young master from a prominent family in the capital. He had come to Shanghai for a visit and suddenly fell critically ill. Fortunately, Lin Tianyang stepped in and saved his life.

In the time that followed, Qin Xiao was won over by Lin Tianyang and directly recognized Lin Tianyang as his big brother. I have to say, the Protagonist is truly awesome; beautiful CEOs and wealthy second-generation lackeys all come knocking on his door.

However, Chu Yuan couldn't be bothered with such a minor character. He flicked his hand, and an invisible wave of energy swept toward him.

Bang!

Before Qin Xiao could finish his sentence, he was sent flying backward by this massive aura, crashing into the ground. A stream of crimson blood flowed wildly from the corner of his mouth.

With just a casual movement, he had beaten his newly acquired lackey to the point of having no power to fight back. Lin Tianyang was furious, yet helpless.

Even he did not possess such terrifying means.

Just at this moment, through the crowd, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Liu Yanran standing in the back. At this moment, this fiancée of his in name was looking at him with a completely cold expression.

Yes, there was not a trace of pity or sadness on Liu Yanran's face; there was even a hint of disgust.

Lin Tianyang felt as if his chest were blocked by something, a breath of air stifled in his chest that he couldn't release for a long time.

From a young age, he had been raised by the old man as a genius. His strength had progressed by leaps and bounds; he killed gods when he met gods, and Buddhas when he met Buddhas, never having encountered any opponent.

But ever since he met Chu Yuan, he had been constantly frustrated and beaten up. Now, he was even being trampled upon by someone.

Especially in front of Liu Yanran and Chen Xue. That feeling of stifled grievance gradually turned into rage, like a volcano erupting from his chest.

Even if he lost his life, he couldn't lose face, especially in front of the two beauties. He gathered all his strength, lifted his head, and let out a roar at the Great Demon King before him.

"Chu Yuan, don't get cocky too early. I admit you are strong, but there is always someone stronger, and there is always a heaven beyond heaven."

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; do not bully the young because they are poor. One day, I will definitely trample you under my feet."

Silence! Following Lin Tianyang's heroic declaration, the entire scene fell into silence.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; do not bully the young because they are poor." What an inspirational quote. Yet, under Chu Yuan's pressure, not a single person in the crowd dared to make a move.

"What a fine 'trample under my feet.' This Young Master will grant your wish right now!"

Chu Yuan lightly lifted his foot, as fast as lightning. A massive force slammed down, and Lin Tianyang felt as if his spine was about to be snapped by the other party.

Pfft! Unable to bear it, Lin Tianyang spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, he could no longer hold on.

"Is this how you trample? It doesn't seem to offer much of a sense of achievement."

Chu Yuan said this in a calm and indifferent tone. It wasn't to show off; it was just that the opponent was too weak and couldn't take a hit.

Chen Xue, who was now in the crowd, frowned deeply. Finally, unable to restrain her impulse, she parted the crowd and came before Lin Tianyang.

Lin Tianyang's eyes widened instantly. It turned out his own beautiful CEO was good to him after all, standing up for him at the critical moment.