Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 139 Lancang_1

Chapter 139: Chapter 139 Lancang_1

Su Chengyu and Li Yuancang had already started fighting, and Su Xiaoxiao quickly pulled her classmates out of the private room to avoid accidental injury.

"Xiaoxiao, I’m sorry to have troubled you all." Zhang Xiaomo apologized.

"Little Mo, don’t say that. You were bullied, and it’s right for us to stand up for you. Rest assured, my brother won’t lose." Su Xiaoxiao reassured him.

"Exactly! Brother Su’s ranking on the leaderboard is above Li Yuancang, so we have nothing to worry about." Zou Ming chimed in.

In the private room, Li Yuancang began his preemptive attack. His attacks, the Claw of the Eagle, were lightning-fast and cunning. With just a quick grab on the leather sofa, he tore it apart instantly.

Given Su Chengyu’s current strength, dealing with Li Yuancang was hardly a challenge. After dodging a few times, Su Chengyu chose to stand still, placing one hand behind his back.

"You’re fighting me with just one hand? Boy, you’re too arrogant!"

Li Yuancang is the youngest among the top ten masters in Linjiang. Even now that Su Chengyu is on the list, Li Yuancang remains the youngest. He is two years younger than Su Chengyu, a rising star in his generation, and is naturally extremely proud and arrogant.

Even Ren Qianzhong, once remarked, Li Yuancang would certainly become a Grandmaster before the age of thirty. Future’s top master of Lin Jiang would be none other than Li Yuancang. His martial arts talent is remarkable.

So, when he saw that Su Chengyu, who was almost the same age as him, dared to face him with only one hand, Li Yuancang felt humiliated and offended.

Originally, Li Yuancang hadn’t been putting forth all his strength, but seeing Su Chengyu openly belittle him, he held nothing back, letting out a low roar as his vital energy exploded.

"Truly worthy of being Li Yuancang, the sixth—or rather, seventh—ranked on the leaderboard! With this strength, he should be at the peak of the Eighth Grade, with one foot already stepping into the Ninth Grade."

Upon witnessing the even more formidable aura of Li Yuancang compared to Hua Zhantang, who’s also of the Eighth Grade, Su Chengyu commented.

"What right do you have to judge me? You’re asking for trouble!"

Furious, Li Yuancang flicked back his white bangs, stomped his foot hard on the ground, and charged at Su Chengyu.

True enough, the Eagle Claw Technique exhibited by Li Yuancang was tricky and fierce. However, Su Chengyu’s current strength already dominated over Li Yuancang, hence he purely relied on one hand to smoothly dissolve all of Li Yuancang’s attacks. Then, swiping his right foot forward, the Half-Step Crushing Fist was executed, repelling Li Yuancang directly.

Li Yuancang only felt his ten fingers numb, as Su Chengyu’s punch caused a surge of blood and energy in his body, shaking his internal organs.

"Who are you?" Li Yuancang took a deep breath, clenched his fists and asked.

This was the first time he had met a fellow youth of similar age in Linjiang, and he sensed that Su Chengyu was stronger than him, stirring up guesses in his mind.

"Su Chengyu."

"It is you! Among Linjiang’s younger generations, only you can surpass me." Li Yuancang relaxed his fists.

"You’re not that bad either." Su Chengyu casually remarked.

"I was not convinced when the leaderboard was updated, and have been wanting to test my skills against you. I didn’t expect Hou Congsheng to openly challenge you first, and I certainly didn’t expect you to show up at my turf." Li Yuancang stated.

"So then, my fingers are safe, aren’t they?" Su Chengyu replied with a smirk.

"That’s not certain. I’m actually best at swordsmanship, not boxing or the Claw of the Eagle. Now that we’ve met, we may as well have a trial. Otherwise, if you were killed by Hou Congsheng tomorrow, I would miss my opportunity."

Having said that, Li Yuancang reached out a large hand as his subordinate tossed the anciently modeled Han sword in the private room towards him.

Upon catching the sword, Li Yuancang grasped the hilt and drew the longsword. The long and narrow blade was honed on eight sides with a flash of chill under the sword light’s sway. Hence, its name ’Eight-sided Han Sword’.

The Eight-sided Han Sword carried a sharp and majestic aura.

"Nice sword." Su Chengyu commented.

"This sword was excavated from the tomb of a Han Dynasty general, named Lancang! Today, I, Li Yuancang, will wield this sword to learn from your skills, Su Chengyu."

Li Yuancang dropped the sword sheath and drew a beautiful arc with the sword in his hand. It was apparent that Li Yuancang was highly skilled in swordsmanship. With a longsword in hand, his fighting strength could raise to a new level. Even against a Ninth Grade master, he stood a chance.

"Let’s see how good your swordsmanship is then."

Su Chengyu also had a weapon on him—the dagger he had obtained when he rescued Xu Lingshan by killing Yan Tong.

Although it seemed disadvantageous to face a longsword with a dagger, the dagger also had its advantages—being small and flexible. What’s more, Su Chengyu was so strong that even if he was bare-handed, Li Yuancang wouldn’t stand a chance.

"Behold my sword!"

Li Yuancang’s longsword whistled through the air, and as its edge closed in, Su Chengyu responded with his dagger in time, the sound of metal hitting metal and sparks flying everywhere.

Outside the private room, Su Xiaoxiao and the others stuck their heads in to see Li Yuancang fight against Su Chengyu.

Inside, the sword light shimmered, sparks flew, and with the longsword in hand, Li Yuancang’s offensive indeed became fiercer. His strategy was to fight with oblique thrusts that were cunning and fierce. He attacked to defend, not holding anything back.

The advantage of such swordsmanship was that it could form one concerted rush. If the opponent were even slightly careless, he would be directly defeated within three strokes.

However, if the opponent could parry the attacks, such swordsmanship would reveal its drawback—lack of follow up force.

After exchanging about thirty moves, Li Yuancang’s swordplay had clearly worn out, and Su Chengyu had already figured out his patterns. Holding his sword with both hands, Li Yuancang coldly spoke, "If you take this last strike from me, I’ll admit defeat."

"Come on," Su Chengyu called out.

Li Yuancang slightly shook his wrist, his long sword trembling lightly. Then, he swung his sword towards Su Chengyu at an astonishing speed.

Su Chengyu focused his gaze, catching sight of a flaw in Li Yuancang’s attack. With a slight flick of his dagger, a tiny "ding" was heard, and the long sword flew from Li Yuancang’s grip, passing by the ears of his subordinate and nailed to the wall.

Meanwhile, Su Chengyu swiftly closed the distance, like a shadow without a trace, before Li Yuancang could react. He felt a chill at his neck, Su Chengyu’s dagger already pressed against it.

"Brother Cang!"

Seeing all this, the three men serving Li Yuancang instantly drew their guns, pointing them at Su Chengyu.

"Drop your dagger or you won’t have any chance against us."

Li Yuancang held up his hand and shouted coldly, "Put away your guns! If I’ve lost, then I’ve lost. Pulling a gun only brings me shame!"

The men retracted their guns at his command.

"I admit my defeat! Su Chengyu, you truly are strong, I admit my defeat wholeheartedly. You can kill me. I promise, my men won’t give you a hard time. Of course, they wouldn’t be able to harm you either."

Li Yuancang was open-minded and not afraid, even exuding a sense of pride.

Su Chengyu withdrew his dagger and replied indifferently, "Why would I kill you then when we bear no grudges against each other?"

"Even if you spare me, I won’t be grateful to you." Li Yuancang proudly responded.

"I don’t need your gratitude. Goodbye!"

Su Chengyu slightly raised his lips, showing a casual smile, and walked away gracefully.