144: Chapter 144 Tips on Flirting

They didn't dare mention Su Chen's "background" again, fearing they might invite bad luck.

Instead, they focused their fire on the fact that his "contract had failed."

It was as if this could validate all their previous disparagement.

Su Chen didn't stop his pace, nor did he even cast a single glance toward the sources of those voices.

He walked straight up to Jiang Luoli.

Jiang Luoli's pretty face was full of worry; she wanted to say something, but Su Chen gently pressed down on her shoulder.

"I'm fine."

"It's your turn, go in. Seize the opportunity well, and don't let me affect you."

"Su Chen..."

Jiang Luoli bit her red lips tightly.

She had fully expected that after Su Chen missed his chance, he would come out shouting, being miserable, or even shedding tears.

But the young martial artist before her, who was quite a bit younger than her, only looked at her with a smile.

It immediately made Jiang Luoli feel a pang of heartache.

This junior schoolmate was truly too sensible.

"You will definitely have a better choice."

"Go on."

Su Chen interrupted her.

Jiang Luoli gave him a deep look, nodded heavily, and turned to walk toward the spiritual light zone.

Her posture was upright and her steps firm, as if she intended to win back Su Chen's share of the loss along with her own.

Watching Jiang Luoli enter, Su Chen only then slowly turned around.

His originally calm and gentle gaze vanished instantly.

Those eyes, filled with murderous intent, instantly locked onto the few young martial artists who had been shouting the loudest just now.

Although there were many of them, their momentum stalled the moment his gaze swept over them.

Su Chen's eyes were too terrifying.

Unlike these young martial artists who relied on borrowed authority,

the feeling Su Chen gave them was actually the same as those old martial artists who had truly seen blood.

The leader of the group forced himself to remain calm; to save face, he had no choice but to brace himself and continue speaking.

"What are you looking at? Are people not allowed to talk just because your contract failed?"

"Exactly, trash is trash, stop pretending to be a big shot!"

Su Chen moved.

In the next instant, he appeared right in front of the leader.

He didn't even bother to draw the dust-avoiding sword.

The martial artist didn't even see how Su Chen approached; he only felt a tearing, sharp pain from his abdomen.

His whole body was like being hit by a charging rhino; he flew backward with his body arched, smashing heavily onto the distant ground.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

The protective spiritual light that symbolized a top-tier seventh-rank martial artist didn't even block for half a second before being shattered by Su Chen's backhand strike!

"You actually—!"

The others nearby were both shocked and furious, and they all channeled their spiritual power, with lights of various colors shining.

However, Su Chen's movements were faster and more ruthless than theirs.

He was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Fists, palms, elbows, knees.

Every part of his body turned into the sharpest weapon under his control.

There were no flashy moves, only the most concise and efficient strikes.

Every time he struck, it was inevitably accompanied by the dull sound of bones breaking and screams of pain.

It was also bad luck for these martial artists.

Su Chen had already accumulated a belly full of anger from being inexplicably rejected by the Heroic Spirits.

As it happened, these martial artists were quite tactless and just happened to cross him at the worst time.

In just a few breaths, the six or seven people who were just mocking him were all lying on the ground, wailing and rolling, having lost their ability to fight.

Su Chen stood in place, his white clothes still neat, only his breathing was slightly hurried.

He shook his wrists and scanned the silent crowd with a cold gaze.

"Does anyone else have an objection?"

The entire scene was deathly silent.

Those who were originally whispering or intending to watch the joke were now all as quiet as cicadas in winter, fearfully lowering their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

Looking at it now, failing to obtain a contract with a Heroic Spirit might be a matter of luck or character.

But Su Chen's strength was indeed worthy of being the first place of this session.

Su Chen no longer paid attention to the crowd, walked back near the contract area, and waited quietly.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the spiritual light rippled, and Jiang Luoli's figure emerged from it.

This person, known as the number one of the Great Xia's younger generation of martial artists, also came out alone.

But unlike Su Chen, who walked out clearly in low spirits,

two blushes actually appeared on Jiang Luoli's exquisite face, her eyes were sparkling, and her lips held an uncontrollable smile.

Not only that.

The cultivation around her whole body had become quite a bit more formidable.

Her original early-stage sixth-rank cultivation had actually risen to the peak of the eighth rank, close to the ninth rank, in just the time of an incense stick.

She directly crushed Su Chen in terms of absolute cultivation.

Not to mention those ordinary martial artists whose talent was average and who only had a slight advantage over Jiang Luoli because of their longer cultivation time.

Now, everyone could see it.

Although Jiang Luoli had also failed to form a contract, she must have gained many benefits.

She spotted Su Chen standing on the periphery at a glance, her beautiful eyes instantly curved into crescents, and she walked over quickly.

"Su Chen!"

She called out, her voice filled with joy.

"How was it?"

Su Chen opened his eyes and asked.

"At first, just like you, no Heroic Spirit was willing to contract with me."

"Just as I was feeling a bit sad, an elder sister wearing a big red robe, with a particularly good figure and a very charming appearance, suddenly appeared."

"She said she was the Palace Master of the Central China Region; I suspect she should also be a Transcendent Heroic Spirit who has never appeared before."

"She said she was still waiting for someone else and didn't have the intention to contract for the time being, and was preparing to leave after passing on some techniques."

"However, she gave me a lot of pointers."

"She also taught me a set of energy-conducting methods suitable for my saber techniques and... well, some other skills."

As she spoke, her cheeks seemed to turn even redder.

Her eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to look directly at Su Chen.

"That's good then."

Su Chen nodded, feeling happy for her.

"And that sister said..."

Jiang Luoli suddenly leaned in close and lowered her voice; remembering the skills that "sister" had taught her, she began to make things up.

"She said that you and I... cough, cough, are very compatible in terms of cultivation, and told me to hold onto you tightly."

Su Chen was stunned.

Before he could react, Jiang Luoli had already very naturally reached out and linked her arm with his.

Not only that, she also gently leaned her soft body over, her full breasts seemingly brushing against Su Chen's arm.

One must know that the black martial arts uniform Jiang Luoli was wearing today perfectly accentuated her figure; it was extremely thin and had no lining.

Now, whether it was because of the heat or some other reason, she had even unzipped the upper part of her suit by a section.

In this way, those two incredibly seductive large globes were rubbing against Su Chen's body without any clothing to block them.

"Su Chen..."

Her voice became soft and sweet.

"Don't be sad, it's nothing even if no Heroic Spirit contracted with you."

"Your senior sister is now particularly strong."

"In the future... I'll stay with you and protect you, okay?"

After today's trial ended, Jiang Luoli became even more determined to throw herself at Su Chen.

In her mind, she recalled the "tips for seducing men" taught privately by that charming-to-the-bone Sister Su.

"Men, you know, are most vulnerable when they are frustrated, and that's also when they are easiest to approach."

"Appropriate dependence, intimacy, plus a little bit of inadvertent physical contact, is more effective than any words of comfort."

"Back then, that King of mine... was held very tightly by these little tricks of mine."