School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 500 - 556: How is that Possible!

Chapter 500: Chapter 556: How is that Possible!

Chen Nan scoffed in his heart, yet to onlookers, he appeared to be a paragon of madness, enduring the beating without being able to fight back, as though he was suffocating with frustration.

But in reality, the development of the situation was all within his plan.

Su Qingqing and Liu Tiantian’s hearts shattered at the sight; ignorant of the truth, tears slid down their faces as they covered their mouths, unable to speak.

"Fool...sob...sob..."

"Cousin, cousin!"

Jiang Xiaomi’s face turned deathly pale, her originally flawless complexion now tinged with an unhealthy pallor. If not for being tightly grasped by someone, her trembling form looked as if it would collapse to the ground at any moment.

"Nan, brother Nan, don’t worry about me, don’t mind me! Kill these bastards, sob..."

Seeing the women’s profound sorrow, the red-robed and black-robed men grew even more arrogant, bursting into reckless laughter, "Kid, you were quite the tough guy just now, weren’t you? Show me that arrogance again!"

"How dare you oppose our Sky Sword Sect, you really have a death wish!"

The red-robed man let out a triumphant laugh before throwing another punch, which brutally struck Chen Nan’s chest.

"Huff..."

Chen Nan’s body flew back like a kite with its string cut, a trickle of fresh blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

However, under his deliberate control, he was now three steps closer to the white-robed man and Jiang Xiaomi.

After calculating the distance between them, Chen Nan was not angry but pleased, wishing the other party would give him two more punches.

Then again, witnessing such a brutal scene, Gongsun Yudie could not hold back any longer.

On her usually frosty face, a trace of emotion and pity surfaced as she clenched her fists, grinding her teeth as she struggled. Abruptly taking a step forward, she stood between Chen Nan and the two fellow disciples: "Enough. Using a young girl as a hostage, harassing someone who cannot fight back—such actions do not befit the disciples of the Sky Sword Sect. If you must kill, then defeat your opponent fair and square!"

The countenance of the red-robed man shifted, his voice laced with scorn as he looked toward Gongsun Yudie, "Senior sister, could it be that Elder Brother Li was not wrong just now? Have you really become involved with this boy? Otherwise, why would you speak up for him?"

The black-robed man added coldly, "When dealing with an enemy of the Sect, any measure is justifiable!"

"You..."

The expressions of the two men twisted, their demeanors becoming even more perverse.

In the Sky Sword Sect, Gongsun Yudie was esteemed for her exceptional talent and extraordinary beauty, desired by many male disciples, including these two.

Seeing Gongsun Yudie actually defend Chen Nan, their hearts naturally filled with resentment and anger.

However, their resentment was not something they dared direct at Gongsun Yudie, so they simply redirected it at Chen Nan.

After exchanging a glance, both men erupted with True Qi, their auras bristling with killing intent, simultaneously launching their attacks, evidently determined to vent all their frustration and animosity on Chen Nan.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Twin hate-filled punches landed heavily on Chen Nan’s chest, sending him flying backward once more.

Witnessing this, Su Qingqing collapsed weakly to the ground, her vision completely blurred by her tears.

From her initial anxiety, she turned to hatred—hatred for her own helplessness!

Fool, hadn’t he said that she had fused with the Holy Maiden’s Right Arm? But why, at such a critical moment, couldn’t she unleash that mysterious power?

And Jiang Xiaomi’s self-loathing was even greater than Su Qingqing’s.

If it hadn’t been for himself, how could Brother Nan have suffered such humiliation?

This fiery beauty with a wild look in her brows had lost her usual vitality, her gaze dull and foolish as if she were a soulless puppet, nothing left but a walking corpse.

Believing they had the situation under control, several men erupted into crazed laughter, "Hahaha, kid, now take a good look and see who the real trash is!"

The man in red approached Chen Nan leisurely, his face full of arrogance and mockery, "Killing a martial arts prodigy feels just so good!"

However, Chen Nan, who had been silent and seemingly oppressed, suddenly stood up straight, looking at him with an expression suggesting he thought the man an idiot, "Oh really? Although killing a few pieces of trash doesn’t feel that great, I’ll reluctantly send you lot on your way to make the world a bit quieter!"

The man in red was taken aback, had this guy been beaten stupid?

Even in this state, he still had the nerve to spout such nonsense?

Regaining his senses, the man in red couldn’t help but sneer and slapped his palm towards Chen Nan’s head, "Damn, you got beaten into an idiot, this kid is too weak! Let’s see if I can slap some sense into you."

"Smack!"

The man in red’s slap was intercepted by Chen Nan’s fist. Chen Nan applied a forceful shock to his hand, causing a surge of incomparable True Qi to explode and rebound onto the man’s wrist.

"Crack..."

Fist collided with fist, followed by the sound of breaking bones.

"You... you dare to fight back!"

The man in red, stunned for a moment, suddenly realized what was happening and let out a heart-wrenching scream, pointing at Chen Nan with utmost horror.

"Grandpa here will send you on your way right now!"

Chen Nan snorted coldly, fixed his gaze on the frantically panicking man in red, his hand gripping the blood-dripping Killing Sword as he advanced step by step.

The man in red retreated continuously, pointing at Chen Nan and shouting, "Kid, you don’t care about that girl’s life or death anymore!"

Three steps away, the man in white holding Jiang Xiaomi hostage, also turned pale in an instant, angrily bellowed, "Chen Nan, you’re forcing my hand!"

"Forcing your hand?" Chen Nan scoffed, "Do you even have the strength to lift a finger now?"

With that, Chen Nan, like a raging tiger, exuded a murderous aura that reached for the skies, abandoning the man in red and approaching him.

As Chen Nan closed in with each step, the man in white’s face underwent a drastic change. Clenching his teeth, he raised his hand high, as if ready to strike viciously!

But the next second, his face was overcome with shock, disbelievingly glancing at his own palm, his expression one of utter defeat.

Where was his True Qi?

What happened to the True Qi that he had toiled over for over a decade? Why had it disappeared without a trace all of a sudden?

As if hearing his desperate question, Chen Nan’s lips curled into a smile as terrifying as that of a demon from hell, "What’s the matter? Surprised that you can’t muster your True Qi?"

His earlier feigned surrender was not real helplessness; he intentionally let himself be struck away. Meanwhile, he was secretly administering poison—Hua Gong Powder.

At such close range, his poison could not be resisted by anyone of the same level, let alone someone who was only at Qi Dao Ninth Layer.

The men’s faces turned ashen. Upon hearing this, they raised their heads in a stupor.

But Chen Nan merely sneered, "Want to know why? You can ask King Yama!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he executed Slaughter God Seven Steps and charged at the man in white.