My Super Beautiful Lady Boss
Chapter 758: 743 Annoyance Turns to Rage

Chapter 758: Chapter 743 Annoyance Turns to Rage

“Missed again!”

This time Wang Zicong was utterly speechless. He thought to himself, just freaking tell me if it’s not going to work.

Meanwhile, Bai Zhantang had become rather embarrassed and angry—his face a bit flushed. Honestly, he hadn’t expected Su Xuan to get so lucky. This was the second time, and both times seemed to be flukes.

“This, this, Young Master Wang, the target is too small, and the kid is moving now. It’s not easy to hit!”

Bai Zhantang explained with a red face.

“Then switch to a different target. You just need to hit his thigh, make him kneel before me first!”

Wang Zicong said angrily. He really wanted to see Su Xuan embarrass himself. If this kept up, it would be unbearable.

“Alright, no problem!”

Bai Zhantang said excitedly. To him, this should be no issue. He also felt it strange—it must have been a coincidence just now. He couldn’t wrap his head around it. To him, Su Xuan was merely a twenty-something youth, not likely a master. There’s no way he could be that impressive.

After circulating his Primordial Qi again, he tucked an embroidery needle in the palm of his hand. With a quick flick of his fingers, the embroidery needle shot out instantly.

This time, to be safe, the old man even used the Phantom Flying Needle technique. The so-called Phantom Flying Needle was no simple feat. The needle could control three different trajectories to lock onto three positions. Even if the target moved, the needle could instantly adjust its course following the movement of the target’s Qi.

Honestly, this Kung Fu was his signature skill, and he was quite proud of it. In his opinion, there was no way the guy could escape this time.

And just then, a pet dog suddenly bit Wang Zicong on the thigh from behind. The moment he felt the bite, Wang Zicong felt a burst of intense pain and jumped subconsciously. At that instant, the Flying Needle made a sharp ninety-degree turn and shot towards him like lightning, piercing right through Wang Zicong’s buttocks!”

“Ah!

After a scream of agony, Wang Zicong was pain-stricken and expressionless, because although the silver needle hadn’t hit anything vital, piercing his buttocks really hurt like hell.

“What the hell are you doing!”

Wang Sicong roared furiously. Honestly, at that moment, he was truly furious, really feeling an urge to annihilate this beast.

“This, I’m sorry, Young Master Wang, what I had just deployed was the Phantom Flying Needle—”

“Phantom my ass, you freaking moron, get lost!”

Young Master Wang was in considerable agony, and it was already a great blessing that he had not struck the fellow down with a palm.

At that moment, the guy was incredibly frustrated, thinking to himself, “Damn it, how is this my fault? You were the one who ran around wildly. My Flying Needle is supposed to work according to the airflow, and here you go, pulling off this stunt.”

However, this old man was still rather discontented in his heart. After deploying three embroidery needles and failing to hit Su Xuan, he actually felt quite depressed. “What on earth is happening? This is really screwing me over,” he thought.

In fact, the reason such a situation occurred was entirely because Su Xuan had manipulated it. For Su Xuan, this was not complicated at all. His cultivation had reached such a high level, far surpassing the other guy, that it really wasn’t a big deal for him.

Ever since Bai Zhantang had first struck against him, he had known it. At that time, he had intentionally stood up, which seemed coincidental but was, in fact, perfectly controlled, with his distance maintained exquisitely.

Every time Su Xuan seemed unintentional, he was able to dodge easily. This series of coincidences drove Old Master Bai crazy, thinking, “Damn it, what is all this? I’ve really faced a major embarrassment today.”

Of course, the old man still believed it was a coincidence. It was simple when you think about it. He believed there was no way Su Xuan could have achieved such a level of power even if he had started his cultivation from his mother’s womb.

And just now, it indeed seemed like Wang Zicong was the one who ran around on his own, not related to him. His Phantom Flying Knife, once it reached that realm, was supposed to change according to the opponent’s Qi field. That was a unique feature of his Flying Knife, and that guy was just asking for trouble.

Of course, the reason why Wang Zicong suddenly got bitten by that dog was entirely Su Xuan’s doing. For Su Xuan, this wasn’t a difficult task, considering his immense power. He could completely control a small dog using his Primordial Qi.

When the little dog, controlled by Su Xuan’s Primordial Qi, bit Wang Zicong, Wang Zicong jumped up instantly. The interaction with the air was the strongest at that moment, which also instantly affected the direction of the Flying Knife. Of course, if it were truly a Flying Knife, it couldn’t have been influenced.

But because it was an embroidery needle, it could be influenced. At that moment, Wang Zicong was helped to the side to sit down. Though it was a bit painful, it wasn’t so severe that he couldn’t stand up.

“What’s wrong with him?”

Liu Ruobing was currently dancing the cha-cha with Su Xuan and asked curiously. She herself found it strange; being with Su Xuan felt good. This young man seemed mischievous, but his mischief wasn’t off-putting; rather, it made her feel secure.

“Hehe, probably too much mischief, even his pet dog is biting him!”

Su Xuan smiled faintly, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself, “Play with me, and I can play you to death.” Then he glanced at Bai Zhantang, thinking, “Damn it, I spared you, yet you don’t repent and even dare to plot against me, relying on your skills. It serves you right.”

Su Xuan was a man who enjoyed swift retribution. If this old man hadn’t provoked him, he wouldn’t have wanted to continue opposing the members of the Flying Knife Sect; after all, their power was too weak compared to his own. Dueling with them was beneath his dignity.

But since the Sect Leader of the Flying Knife Sect had provoked him, it was a different story. Su Xuan was certainly someone who reasoned with others, but of course, it was according to his own logic.

Since Bai Zhantang seemed so keen on finding trouble, Su Xuan was naturally willing to accommodate him. It was just that in life, many things, perhaps even success or failure, could hinge on a small matter. The Flying Knife Sect might not have needed to thrive, but because of one small matter, their fate was completely rewritten.