201: So what if I hide!

“A path?” Wang Qingxuan chuckled, pulling Lin Yao further back behind her, her posture incredibly arrogant. “In front of me, there has never been a dead end.”

“I’ll ask one last time.”

“Kneel, or not?”

Chen Fu’s patience completely ran out at this moment.

He stopped talking nonsense.

The next second, his figure moved!

Fast!

Extremely fast!

No one present, including the students who had awakened their professions, could clearly see his movements!

They only saw an afterimage vanish from its original spot.

A sharp gust of wind rushed at them, making it impossible to open their eyes!

“Ah!”

Terrified screams erupted from the crowd.

They didn’t even know what was happening, but the primal fear of extreme danger made them uncontrollably want to flee!

Li Hao’s pupils constricted. He felt a shadow of death instantly envelop his entire body, his legs went soft, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Is this the world of true powerhouses?

However, Wang Qingxuan, who was at the center of the fierce wind and Chen Fu’s primary target, didn’t even have a single hair move.

She even maintained that provocative smile.

In that instant, Wang Qingxuan’s mind went blank.

All her arrogance, all her calculations, all her self-assured sense of control, were completely washed away by the tearing afterimage of Chen Fu.

Death.

It was a real, tangible premonition of death.

She had witnessed Lin Yu’s power, that world-destroying lightning, that indifference towards visitors from the Abyss Domain.

But knowing was one thing; when a powerhouse, similarly exuding a terrifying aura, completely locked their killing intent onto her, the tremor from the depths of her soul was simply uncontrollable.

She even forgot that Lin Yu was standing behind her.

Only one thought remained in her mind.

It’s over.

I overplayed my hand.

Just in this flash of lightning, this instant where even thought almost ceased.

A force, not powerful, even gentle, came from behind her, gently resting on her shoulder.

Then, she uncontrollably drifted backward, leaving the core of the fierce wind.

It’s the boss!

Wang Qingxuan was overjoyed, the relief of escaping death instantly drowning out her fear.

She subconsciously turned back, wanting to see the man who could always create miracles.

However, what she saw was not Lin Yu.

She steadied herself and looked closely, her entire body freezing.

Standing in front of her was not Lin Yu.

It was Lin Yao!

It was the delicate little fairy whom she had planned to win over with sugar-coated bullets and handsome men!

At this moment, Lin Yao was like a completely different person from the cool and quiet girl in her memory.

Her hair, the corners of her clothes, moved without wind in the completely still air.

On her still childish face, there was no fear, no panic, only a cold indifference that pushed people a thousand miles away.

She stood there so quietly, as if she wasn't a person, but an eternal snow mountain.

Chen Fu's hand chop, powerful enough to split stone, arrived before Lin Yao with a ear-splitting shriek.

Lin Yao moved.

Her movements were very slow, so slow that everyone present could see them clearly.

She simply raised her hand, using her fair and slender palm to meet Chen Fu’s attack.

There was no earth-shattering energy explosion.

No dazzling skill effects.

It was just such a simple, unadorned collision.

“Bang!”

A dull thud that made people’s hearts pound.

None of the imagined scenarios occurred.

Lin Yao was not sent flying.

She didn’t even budge an inch.

Her raised hand steadily blocked Chen Fu’s unstoppable attack.

On the contrary, it was Chen Fu.

The old man, who had been fierce and violent like a war god descended to earth, shuddered violently the moment of impact.

His weathered old face showed a look of shock for the first time.

Immediately after, he uncontrollably took three large steps backward, “Thud! Thud! Thud!” before barely steadying himself.

Each step left a shallow footprint on the hard marble floor.

The entire place was dead silent.

The passerby who had been screaming earlier covered their mouth, not daring to make a sound.

The gloating classmates, waiting for a show, were all like ducks whose necks had been squeezed.

Li Hao’s body trembled slightly, unsure if he hadn’t recovered from the earlier intimidation or if he was terrified of Lin Yao’s strength.

The color drained from Chen Ruiyu’s face at this moment, becoming paler than a corpse.

He watched his trump card, his greatest reliance, Butler Fu, being casually forced back by the girl he had completely disregarded earlier.

A fear a hundred times stronger than the one he felt when asked to kneel earlier shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

What... what kind of monster is this?!

And the instigator, Lin Yao, slowly lowered her hand.

The cold aura that had enveloped her, making the air freeze, receded like a tide.

Her clothes and hair, which had moved without wind, also returned to stillness.

It was as if the girl who had just forced back a powerful enemy with a single palm, indifferent as a deity, was merely a momentary illusion for everyone.

Lin Yao herself looked at her palm with some bewilderment.

That sudden, vast power, her own but used for the first time, came and went quickly.

Now, she could feel her heartbeat again, and the surrounding temperature.

But she showed no signs of backing down.

“Butler Fu!”

Chen Ruiyu’s terrified scream broke the deadly silence.

He scrambled to Chen Fu’s side, supporting the still slightly panting old man, his expression towards Lin Yao now nothing but pure fear.

Chen Fu pushed away his good-for-nothing young master.

He shook his still numb hand, looking at Lin Yao, no longer with any contempt, but with an intense, unyielding wariness.

This girl... that palm strike just now didn’t use any professional skills.

It was purely the power of her physical body!

What a terrifying talent this was!

He took a deep breath, suppressing his churning blood, knowing that this matter today would definitely not end well.

Chen Fu’s gaze, sharp, passed over Lin Yao and firmly fixed on the “Young Master Wang” behind her, who had been watching the whole scene as if it were a play.

“What a truly remarkable woman, not inferior to any man.”

Chen Fu’s words carried a hint of mocking coldness.

“As for certain people, who loudly declared they would stand up for others, yet when it came to the crucial moment, could only hide behind a little girl.”

“Are you even worthy of the title ‘Young Master’?”

“It’s simply a huge joke!”

He intended to regain face by targeting Wang Qingxuan!

If I can’t beat your person, can’t I at least humiliate you?

Everyone’s attention once again focused on Wang Qingxuan.

That’s right.

This “Young Master,” so handsome it defied logic, had just been scared and retreated.

Now, how would he respond?