143: Chapter 143 Facing the Three Great Martial Grandmasters, Who Do You Think You Are?

Utter chaos!

The fragments of the plaque, crafted from pure gold, gleamed blindingly in the sunlight. One hundred and twenty elite officers of the Martial Master Realm lay strewn across the white jade steps, foaming at the mouth, their fate unknown.

Vice President Ye Ling, standing before the headquarters' main entrance, had muscles twitching uncontrollably on his face. He glared fixedly at Su Chen below, his eyes so red they seemed about to bleed!

"Su Chen!!!" Vice President Ye Ling let out a hysterical roar that pierced the clouds! "You country bumpkin mad dog! How dare you destroy the golden signboard of my Student Union!"

Vice President Ye Ling was trembling with rage, his finger pointing at Su Chen shaking violently. This plaque was a century-old monument erected by the Kyoto noble families at the First Martial Arts University! Today, it had been kicked to pieces by an F-Grade commoner freshman!

This was throwing the face of their noble clans and conglomerates onto the ground and trampling it ruthlessly! A humiliating disgrace!

"Do you think that just because you defeated this bunch of trash, you can run wild here?" Vice President Ye Ling looked down from above, his terrifying Wuzong Realm energy erupting! "This is the supreme hub of the First Martial Arts University! This is the territory of the noble families!"

Vice President Ye Ling's face was twisted in a savage expression, his Killing Intent fully exposed. "Let me tell you! Today, you have committed a capital crime! Even if Major General Lei Wuji of the Zhenyuan Army came here himself, he would absolutely not be able to save your miserable life!"

Beside him, Director Wang Teng also stepped forward. "Bang!" The white jade steps beneath his feet cracked instantly as a terrifying gravitational magnetic field radiated outwards.

"Young Master Ye, why waste breath on him!" Director Wang Teng's face was cruel as he cracked his neck. "For a piece of trash without even Psionic energy, just let me crush him into a cripple and throw him to the dogs!"

On the other side, Director Feng Xiao drew his combat saber. "Clang!" Cyan Wind Blade energy swirled around him, tearing through the air. "I will slice his flesh off piece by piece and hang it on the school gate to display to everyone!"

Facing the crazed clamor of the three Martial Ancestors, the tens of thousands of students watching from behind retreated in fear, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Three Martial Ancestors appearing together! In the history of the First Martial Arts University, this was a rare kill-trap! Everyone believed that Su Chen was absolutely dead today.

However, Su Chen, standing below the steps, showed not a trace of fear on his face. He didn't even frown.

Su Chen rested his hands on the hilt of his pitch-black sword. The tip of the blade pressed against the shattered white jade steps. He tilted his chin up slightly, his scarlet eyes looking coldly at the three people above the steps.

"Supreme hub?" Su Chen's thin lips moved slightly, and he spat out these four words indifferently. The voice was not loud, yet it carried a bone-deep contempt.

"Hahaha!" Su Chen suddenly let out a cold laugh. This laughter was filled with undisguised mockery and disdain.

He looked at the furious Vice President Ye Ling as if he were looking at three comical clowns. "A bunch of trash hiding under the wings of their elders, relying on medicine and pills to stack up their cultivation—do you deserve to be called a supreme hub?"

Su Chen held his sword with one hand, pointing it directly at the center of Vice President Ye Ling's brow. "A bunch of giant babies who only know how to huddle together for warmth and play house in school—do you deserve to use those four words to gild your own thick-skinned faces?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole scene was in an uproar!

Tens of thousands of students gasped in shock—too savage! This was basically tearing the fig leaf of the Kyoto noble family children to shreds in public!

"You are courting death!!!" Vice President Ye Ling was stung by these words and let out an inhuman roar. He had been pampered since childhood; when had he ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

"Kill him! Kill him immediately!" Vice President Ye Ling completely lost his sanity, pointing at Su Chen and roaring crazily.

"Little beast, I'll show you how stubborn you can be!" Director Wang Teng was the first to lose patience, his hands thrusting forward violently.

S-Grade Talent, [Gravity Manipulation]! Full power eruption!

"Rumble!" With Su Chen as the center, the white jade steps within a thirty-meter radius collapsed instantly! A terrifying hundred-fold gravity, like an invisible Mount Tai, pressed down ruthlessly onto Su Chen's head!

The surrounding air was compressed, emitting a series of sonic booms. Even the gravel on the ground was crushed directly by this gravitational force!

"And me!" Director Feng Xiao followed closely behind, his combat saber waving crazily.

S-Grade Talent, [Violent Wind Blade]! All killing moves unleashed!

"Violent Wind Breath Slash!" Thousands of cyan Psionic Wind Blades were like an airtight rain of blades. Carrying a sharp whistling sound that seemed to tear everything apart, they swarmed toward Su Chen to shred him!

"I will dig out your heart myself!" Vice President Ye Ling turned into dozens of afterimages, indistinguishable between real and fake. S-Grade Talent, [Phantom Clone]!

Dozens of Vice President Ye Lings, holding poisoned daggers, completely sealed off all of Su Chen's escape routes from above and below!

Three Martial Ancestors! Three S-Grade Talents! At this moment, they were all unleashed without reservation!

Violent winds howled, gravity twisted, and Killing Intent soared to the heavens! The entire plaza in front of the Student Union headquarters seemed to be facing a small-scale apocalypse.

"It's over…" The commoner students in the distance closed their eyes in despair. A combined attack of this level—let alone a freshman, even a top senior student would be instantly shredded into scum!

The sky-filling Psionic light and shadows instantly swallowed Su Chen's slight figure completely.

"Die! Hahaha!" Director Wang Teng and Director Feng Xiao let out savage laughs from the periphery of the storm. They were already prepared to see the scene of Su Chen's flesh and blood flying everywhere.

However, one second passed, then two seconds passed.

In the very center of the storm, no screams were heard, and no blood splattered out.

"What's going on?" In mid-air, Vice President Ye Ling, who was preparing for a killing blow, suddenly froze.

He peered through the sky-filling Wind Blades and the space distorted by gravity, staring fixedly at the eye of the storm. The next second, Vice President Ye Ling's pupils shrank violently to the size of needle points!

In the very center of the storm, Su Chen was still standing quietly in place, hands resting on the black sword. He hadn't even moved his feet half an inch!

The hundred-fold gravity, capable of crushing steel, fell upon him like a clay ox entering the sea, without stirring up a single ripple.

The sky-filling, shredding cyan Wind Blades, upon approaching within half a foot of his body, seemed to have hit an invisible wall of sighs, shattering automatically one after another!

Even more terrifyingly, situated in the center of this world-destroying storm, the black casual jacket Su Chen was wearing hadn't even fluttered a corner! Not a single movement! Not a single hair harmed!

"This… this is impossible!" The savage grin on Director Wang Teng's face stiffened completely, his eyeballs almost popping out. "My hundred-fold gravity! Why is it ineffective against him!"

Director Feng Xiao's hand gripping his saber was also trembling violently. "No Protective Qi! He hasn't even activated a Psionic Shield! How did he block my Wind Blades?!"

No Psionic light. No energy eruption. Su Chen just stood there quietly. But the Qi and blood within his body, restrained to the extreme, were now like a bottomless black hole in the Universe!

Unfathomable! Devouring everything! All Psionic attacks and all pressure, the moment they touched this black hole, were completely decomposed and absorbed by the extremely compressed [Armament Haki] and [Life Return]!

"Tap." In the center of the storm, Su Chen slowly raised his head. That pair of scarlet Two-Tomoe Sharingan, through the layers of light and shadow, locked onto Vice President Ye Ling's true body in mid-air with extreme precision.

Just one glance. "Hum!" In mid-air, Vice President Ye Ling only felt his brain roar. An extremely unfamiliar, yet primal fear originating from the depths of his Soul suddenly wrapped around his heart like a venomous snake!

Vice President Ye Ling's heart palpitated violently without warning! His breathing stalled, and his body in mid-air actually experienced an extremely brief moment of stiffness.

It wasn't just Vice President Ye Ling. Director Wang Teng and Director Feng Xiao on the periphery simultaneously felt a bone-chilling coldness shoot straight up their spines to their scalps!

"This kid… is not right!" Director Wang Teng swallowed, and a layer of cold sweat instantly seeped from his forehead.

Just a moment ago, the three of them, high-and-mighty Wuzong Realm powerhouses, had actually felt a threat of death from a freshman without Psionic energy!

This feeling was like being fixedly stared at by a prehistoric Vicious Beast lurking in the darkness. As long as the other party opened their mouth, they would be instantly devoured, skin and bone!

"Playing god and acting like a ghost!" Vice President Ye Ling forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake. "I don't believe that we, three Martial Ancestors, can't kill a piece of trash without even Psionic energy!"

"Don't hold back! Use your ultimate moves directly!" Vice President Ye Ling roared hysterically at the two people below.

The faces of the three Martial Ancestors instantly became extremely savage. They no longer held anything back, frantically squeezing the Martial Ancestor Qi and blood within their bodies, preparing to launch the most lethal strangulation.

The violent wind grew stronger, the gravity intensified!

However, facing this rising Killing Intent, Su Chen, in the center of the storm, yawned extremely boredly. He slowly moved his hands away from the sword hilt and casually shoved them into his pants pockets.

"Is this all the three Martial Ancestors combined can do?"

Su Chen tilted his head slightly. A flash of extremely cruel cold light flickered in his scarlet eyes.

"It doesn't even qualify as a warm-up for me."

Su Chen's voice, through the raging wind, clearly reached the ears of the three men.

"Since you like playing house so much." "Then I will show some mercy."

Su Chen's right foot slowly took a small step forward.

"I'll send you." "To Hell together."