Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 650: I am Jiangdong’s Su Cheng_1

Chapter 650: Chapter 650: I am Jiangdong’s Su Cheng_1

Su Chengyu’s words greatly impressed Fang Zhenhai, further convincing him that this young man before him would make an excellent son-in-law. Fang Zhenhai nodded approvingly, declaring, "Good!"

A sweet feeling blossomed in Fang Yue’s heart. However, on Pan Xiuyun’s side, she and her party were enraged, especially Pan Xiuyun. She was the wife of the governor, and though a governor’s wife held no official position in the system of Xia Country, wives still shared the nobility of their husbands. She had never before been publicly insulted so cruelly and shamelessly.

Pan Xiuyun turned green with rage, pointed her finger at Su Chengyu, and snarled, "You... you’re being insolent! Little bastard, how dare you call me a wicked, immoral woman, are you seeking death?!"

"Sharp-wit, Little Feng, take this disrespectful rat with the running mouth down for me; pummel his mouth till he can’t speak and let him kneel before me to apologize!" Pan Xiuyun hollered in full-blown rage.

Zheng RuiZhi, who was already frothing at the mouth in anticipation, felt utterly irked that Su Chengyu was publicly showing his affection for Fang Yue right in front of him; calling his mother a wicked, immoral woman was an unpardonable sin.

"Young man, you dare vie for the same woman with me? Today, I will beat some sense into you and teach you a lesson of a life time. You’re not worthy of Fang Yue, and even less capable of competing against me for a woman," Zheng RuiZhi, brimming with rage, struck first, grabbing a chopstick and hurling it at Su Chengyu. Judging by his power, Zheng RuiZhi was definitely a Martial Arts Master.

Su Chengyu flicked his finger and deflected the chopstick. Zheng RuiZhi smacked his large hand against the table and launched a kick at Su Chengyu; his legwork was indeed fierce.

Zheng RuiZhi—a mediocrity intent on pleasure and never serious about his martial arts training—could have achieved much more in martial arts given his background and wealth. Currently, his level of strength positioned him only as a Martial Arts Master.

Su Chengyu casually raised his hand and waved a finger, which sent Zheng RuiZhi careening through the air and collapsing onto the dinner table. Thrown into a disarray with food and oil all over him, Zheng RuiZhi was in a sorry state.

"Sharp-wit!" Pan Xiuyun cried out, concerned.

Zheng RuiZhi realized he had completely lost all sensation in his right leg and couldn’t get back up on his feet.

"A mere Martial Arts Master has the audacity to bluster, overconfidently ignorant of his own limitations. Truly worthy of your name, Sharp-wit (moron)." Su Chengyu remarked nonchalantly.

"Little Feng, kill him!"

Zheng RuiZhi’s loss of face in front of his rival and Fang Yue raised his irate temper. Pan Xiaofeng, on the other hand, had a decent natural talent and was a high-level Grandmaster.

Pan Xiaofeng hadn’t regarded Su Chengyu highly from the beginning. Indeed, the martial arts circle of Jiangdong was relatively weak among all the eastern provinces, particularly devoid of talented individuals from the younger generation to represent them.

Naturally, Pan Xiaofeng utterly looked down on Su Chengyu.

Pan Xiaofeng stood up and popped his neck knuckles threateningly, "Boy, you are going to die here today."

Feeling too lazy for a verbal spar with Pan Xiaofeng, Su Chengyu beckoned nonchalantly, "Take your move."

To flaunt his strength, Pan Xiaofeng fully unleashed his high-level Grandmaster’s aura without any restraint. The box immediately buzzed with violent winds, causing the flowers and ornaments to shatter upon the slightest touch.

Pan Xiaofeng lashed out with an explosive punch, his fierce momentum locked onto Su Chengyu. In response, Su Chengyu raised his hand and, with a swift motion across the air, sent a burst of Sword Qi at such blazing speed that it instantly knocked Pan Xiaofeng off his feet, crashing against the wall and spewing blood.

"A sixth-grade Grandmaster—pathetic," Su Chengyu commented dryly.

"Little Feng!"

Pan Li and Pan Xiuyun were utterly astonished. They hadn’t expected Pan Xiaofeng—a sixth-grade Grandmaster—to be defeated by Su Chengyu so effortlessly. He had completely suppressed his opponent.

Pan Xiaofeng held a prominent position in Suifeng amongst the young generation and was considered elite. It was due to this that he had quickly risen to serve in Danyang Dragon Soul Department at a young age and had won the favor of Big Siskong Liang Youdao.

"You... impossible! How could you defeat me?"

Pan Xiaofeng, looking as white as a sheet, couldn’t believe it and couldn’t accept his defeat.

"My son is the commissioner of the Danyang Dragon Soul Department. You dare hurt him; this is a serious crime!" Pan Li suddenly vented his anger with an accusatory outburst.

"Son, quickly call the Jiangdong Dragon Soul Department for assistance and ask the Jiangdong Grand Airspace Officer Qin Siyuan to personally arrest him!" Pan Li instructed.

"Yes, call him. Let Qin Siyuan apprehend him," Pan Xiuyun hurriedly echoed.

Su Chengyu replied with contempt, "You can’t beat me in strength, so now you plan to use your superior position to oppress me? Can’t you come up with anything new? How boring."

"Power is also a type of strength; we just happen to have it, we have connections. You dared to offend us, which means you want death. Though Fang Zhenhai is the commissioner, he can’t protect you!" Pan Xiuyun threatened.

Pan Xiaofeng reached into his pocket for his phone, preparing to call the Dragon Soul Department.

Su Chengyu, however, couldn’t be bothered to wait around for them to call for help. He coldly snapped, "Don’t waste your time with the call. Qin Siyuan can’t help you, and he wouldn’t dare arrest me either."

"Nonsense! Who do you think you are; even the Grand Airspace Officer wouldn’t dare to touch you? Who are you trying to scare? Xiaofeng, he’s just bluffing. Go ahead and call," Zheng RuiZhi, in his infinite wisdom, finally managed to say something intelligent.

"You might want to directly call Liang Youdao or Guo Yijian. Tell them that the man who hurt you is Su Cheng of Jiangdong!" Su Chengyu enlightened them.

"What the hell, Jiangdong Su Cheng, are you so amazing?" Zheng RuiZhi lashed out.

Upon hearing this, however, Pan Xiaofeng’s face rapidly changed, and he stared at Su Chengyu with disbelief, unable to press the dial button on his phone.

"Why are you frozen? Quickly make your call," Pan Li urged.

With twitching facial muscles, Pan Xiaofeng, in disbelief, asked, "Are you really Jiangdong Su Cheng?!"

"In Jiangdong, would anyone else dare to impersonate me?" Su Chengyu retorted calmly.

Pan Xiaofeng hadn’t been with Guo Yijian and Liang Youdao when they had visited the Zhuo family, so he hadn’t seen the destruction of the Zhuo family first-hand. Still, he had heard about the incident afterward. By this point, the name ’Jiangdong Su Cheng’ was resonating with Suifeng — no, the entire Danyang was well-acquainted with it. It held a deterrent force that terrified people.

Fang Yue whispered, "Has your reputation already echoed through Danyang?"

"More or less! Not long ago, I went to Danyang and killed a few, trampling over three families on the way," Su Chengyu relayed to Fang Yue with a mischievous grin.

"Little Feng, what’s going on?" Seeing Pan Xiaofeng’s terrified expression, Pan Li immediately went to him to ask earnestly.

"Jiangdong Su Cheng is the person who destroyed the Jin family and crushed the Shen family and the Zhuo family!" Pan Xiaofeng blurted out.

With that clarification, Pan Xiuyun and Pan Li finally understood the turmoil. Everyone in Suifeng knew about the obliteration of those three mighty clans, but they had failed to associate that incident with Su Chengyu.

Now that they knew this calamity lay before their eyes, Pan Xiuyun and Pan Li were alarmed and terrified, feeling as if heaven had fallen upon earth.

"So, the person causing a sensation in Suifeng is him? How can this be!"

Zheng RuiZhi was dumbfounded. This time, he finally became less of a Sharp-wit (moron), realizing that he was in no position to mess with the person before him, even if he was the governor’s son!