36: Chapter 36 Martial Lord

Kyoto.

The heart of the Great Xia Kingdom.

The high-speed rail slowly pulled into the premium platform of the Kyoto General Station.

The train doors opened.

The crowd of people rushed into view like a breached flood.

There were too many people.

Su Yu carried that washed-out old canvas bag and followed behind Lin Xiaoxiao.

The surroundings were completely packed with people.

Blood Qi fluctuations rose and fell one after another.

Official Martial Artists, who were a rare sight in Jiangcheng, were everywhere here, just like Chinese cabbages in a vegetable market.

Even with a Martial Master's sharp perception, Su Yu could clearly capture the formidable Aura belonging to the Grandmaster Realm that occasionally flashed through the crowd.

The waters of Kyoto were truly deep.

Any random passerby might be a dominant expert capable of ruling one side in Jiangcheng.

"What are you spacing out for!"

A fair and soft hand reached over without any warning.

And grabbed Su Yu's wrist.

Then, it smoothly slid downward.

Extremely naturally, it tightly clasped Su Yu's palm.

Their fingers intertwined.

Su Yu's body stiffened slightly.

He lowered his head and looked at that hand tightly holding his own.

He raised his head again and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao walking in front.

The young girl's ponytail swayed back and forth in the crowd.

Her earlobes were so red they looked as if they were about to drip blood.

Yet she stubbornly held her head high, putting on an insouciant look of inspection.

"There are too many people."

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't even look back, her voice carrying a trace of forced calmness.

"The Kyoto railway station is like a maze."

"You bumpkin from Jiangcheng, if you get lost, where am I supposed to fish you out from?"

"Hold on tightly and don't run around!"

Completely righteous.

A trace of helplessness flashed through Su Yu's deep eyes.

He struggled lightly.

He didn't break free.

Lin Xiaoxiao used her blood qi.

Her blood qi value of 406 wasn't much in front of Su Yu, but right now it tightly locked onto his fingers.

It had the posture of "if you dare shake me off, I'll die for you to see".

"Classmate Lin."

Su Yu sighed and lowered his voice.

"This... isn't very good, right?"

In public.

Two eighteen-year-old young men and women, with their fingers tightly intertwined.

No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a purely classmate relationship.

"What's so bad about it!"

Lin Xiaoxiao abruptly turned her head back.

Those pure and pretty eyes widened.

It was like stepping on the tail of a certain proud little female leopard.

Lin Xiaoxiao abruptly stopped her footsteps.

Turned her head.

Those pure and pretty eyes stared fiercely at Su Yu.

Not only did she not let go, but instead her five fingers suddenly tightened, gripping Su Yu's hand fiercely!

"What's so bad!"

Lin Xiaoxiao raised her chin, pulling out the unreasonable and overbearing Aura of a top aristocratic family's Young Miss.

Righteous and confident.

Resolute and decisive.

"You already called me elder sister earlier on the train!"

"An elder sister holding her younger brother's hand because she's afraid her younger brother will get lost."

"Is entirely justified!"

"What are you dodging for! Can this Young Miss eat you up or something!"

A flurry of retorts.

Directly blocked all of Su Yu's words.

Looking at the young girl's appearance of feigned composure yet revealing a trace of stubbornness and obstinacy.

Su Yu sighed in his heart.

He knew that Lin Xiaoxiao's self-esteem was extremely strong.

If he forcefully shook off her hand now, it would definitely cause her to lose face.

Forget it.

Holding it was holding it.

It wouldn't cost him anything.

"Fine."

Su Yu gave up struggling and let her pull him along.

"You lead the way."

Feeling the resistance in Su Yu's hand disappear.

Lin Xiaoxiao's mouth finally couldn't help but curve upward.

Hooking into an extremely bright and triumphant smile.

"That's more like it!"

She turned around and continued to lead the way in front.

Her footsteps became much lighter.

Her ponytail traced delightful arcs in the air.

Ten minutes later.

The two finally squeezed out of the railway station's VIP passageway.

The sunlight in Kyoto seemed to be more dazzling than in Jiangcheng.

The square outside the station.

There wasn't the kind of exaggerated convoy of luxury cars imagined.

Only an extremely low-profile black sedan was parked quietly on the roadside.

Standing beside the car was a man.

Wearing a simple casual outfit.

With his arms crossed over his chest.

He looked at the two walking out with a smile on his face.

The instant Su Yu's gaze landed on this man.

His pupils shrank abruptly!

At this moment, the muscles all over his body uncontrollably tensed to the extreme!

Danger!

Ultimate danger!

This was the first time since Su Yu's Transmigration that he had produced such a strong sense of trembling originating from the depths of his Soul!

Even when facing the president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association, Grandmaster Lei Potian.

Su Yu only felt that the other party was very strong.

But the man in front of him.

Was different.

He stood there, clearly without any external release of blood qi.

Clearly looking just like an ordinary neighbor's uncle.

But in Su Yu's extremely sharp perception.

This man wasn't a person at all!

But an insurmountable abyss!

A blazing sun that could incinerate all things at any moment!

Majestic.

Vast.

Inscrutable.

Grandmaster Lei Potian's 100,000 points of blood qi were simply like a drop of water in the vast ocean in front of this man!

"Dad!"

Lin Xiaoxiao's cheerful voice interrupted Su Yu's shock.

She let go of Su Yu's hand and pounced over like a fledgling swallow.

Hugging the man's arm.

"Why did you come to pick me up in person!"

Dad?

Su Yu stood in place and took a deep breath.

Forcibly suppressing the wildly warning blood qi in his body.

Lin Xiaoxiao's father.

The helm of Kyoto's top aristocratic family.

Su Yu's brain rapidly browsed through the martial arts Realm of this world.

Martial Artist, Martial Master, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Venerable...

An existence that could make a Great Grandmaster look like a drop of water.

Was at least a Martial Emperor, or even a Martial Venerable!

A terrifying powerhouse truly standing at the apex of the Great Xia Kingdom's pyramid!

A single person could suppress an entire country!

Lin's father lovingly rubbed his daughter's head.

"My precious daughter was admitted to Kyoto Martial Arts University with the second-best score in Jiangcheng. How could her dad not come to pick her up in person?"

His voice was gentle and mellow.

Without the slightest bit of airs.

Afterward.

Lin's father raised his head, his gaze crossing over his daughter's shoulder.

And landing on Su Yu.

This glance.

Had no coercion.

Had no probing.

It was just a calm gaze.

But Su Yu felt as if he had been seen through from inside and out by some supreme existence.

"Hello, Uncle Lin."

Su Yu greeted neither servile nor overbearing.

His spine held straight.

His hands hung naturally at the sides of his body.

Facing a Martial Venerable, he did not show any cowardice or flattery.

Lin's father looked at the youth in front of him.

A gentle smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Su Yu."

"I've heard Xiaoxiao mention you."

He took the initiative to extend his hand.

"Lin Zhentian."

"Xiaoxiao's father."

There was none of the aloof arrogance of so-called aristocratic families.

Nor did he release coercion to test the protagonist right away like in those cliché novels.

He knew all of Su Yu's information.

Jiangcheng orphan.

Top scorer with full scores in both literature and martial arts.

An eighteen-year-old Martial Master.

Even including the destruction of the Zhao family in Jiangcheng the night before yesterday, he was well aware of it.

Lin Zhentian grasped Su Yu's hand.

It touched and immediately separated.

"Very good talent."

Lin Zhentian smiled and gave an evaluation.

An extremely simple five characters.

But.

In Lin Zhentian's heart at this moment, monstrous waves were stirred up!

What was written in the intelligence report?

Three days time.

Soaring all the way from a blood qi value of 0.8 to the Martial Master Realm with a thousand points of blood qi?

Nonsense!

Lin Zhentian dropped a rare curse word in his heart.

Those spies in Jiangcheng responsible for gathering intelligence were all a bunch of trash!

Breaking through to a thousand blood qi in three days?

Even if one swallowed the inner core of a Grade 9 Divine Beast in this world, it would be impossible to complete such a leap within three days!

Even if a forced cultivation infusion was truly successful.

That blood qi would inevitably be extremely buoyant, with the Meridians on the verge of collapse at any time.

However!

Although Lin Zhentian had only glanced at Su Yu and shook his hand just now.

But he was a Martial Venerable!

How terrifying was his perception.

He clearly saw that the one thousand points of blood qi inside Su Yu's body.

Were refined!

Heavy!

And as stable as a ten-thousand-year-old boulder polished over thousands of years!

Without moving a single bit!

Where was this an upstart who broke through in three days?

This was clearly a supreme Foundation hammered and tempered through countless day-and-night refinements, built solid step by step!

"Good lad..."

Lin Zhentian looked at Su Yu's weathered and calm face.