Chapter 1157: Sky-High Shamelessness

Chapter 1157: Chapter 383: Sky-High Shamelessness

Although Su Yue was strong, he was absolutely no match for Xueyang. That guy was simply too powerful.

“Hahaha, Su Yue, you’re finally here!”

Xueyang’s heart pounded fiercely. He thought, “I’ve waited so long for you, and you’re finally here. Today, I’m going to wipe away my past humiliation.”

Ban Rongchen frowned. He too had been waiting for Su Yue to appear, but he wondered if the boy could create another miracle. The last time Su Yue cleaved Xueyang with an axe, causing massive bleeding, Ban Rongchen had rejoiced for a long time. “Su Yue, you absolutely cannot drop the ball,” he prayed inwardly.

Seeing his son-in-law, Mu Jingliang offered a faint smile. He was finally back. He had vaguely heard that Su Yue had been in a bad mood recently and seemed to be out taking a walk to clear his mind. It looked like he was fine now.

“Huh? Meng Yang, how did you turn into a pig’s head? Is this a new look?” Su Yue asked as he walked toward Xueyang.

Parting the crowd like a superstar, students continuously made way for him. It was hard to tell if they were awed by his aura or repulsed by the stench of the mop. As he passed Meng Yang, Su Yue paused in surprise. The guy’s head was swollen like a pig’s.

“Are you trying to humiliate me?” Meng Yang was on the verge of a breakdown from anger. First, Bai Xiaolong had mocked him, and now Su Yue was doing the same. If he hadn’t stood up for Su Yue’s girlfriend, would his face have been disfigured like this? He swore to himself that he and Xueyang were irreconcilable enemies. Xueyang was a man of his word; he said he would slap his face, and he actually did.

“Don’t worry, I’ll avenge you. I’ll let him taste this mop,” Su Yue said, patting Meng Yang’s shoulder. He thought it was truly pitiful; this kid was a walking tragedy.

“Su Yue, don’t go up there. This guy is incredibly wicked; you won’t be able to beat him,” Mu Cheng warned. Even though she wanted Su Yue to stand up for her, she was still worried about his safety. Facing Xueyang was simply too dangerous.

“It’s fine, trust me.” Su Yue nodded, giving Mu Cheng a reassuring look. “By the way, find a way to fully restore your Qi Blood. I’ll give you a present in a bit.”

Without wasting any more time, he walked straight up to Xueyang.

“I heard you have a foul mouth. Did you grow up drinking slop?

“Did you say earlier that you wanted to swallow a sword? What a pity, you’re not worthy of swallowing a sword. As the host, the Divine Land will let you swallow this mop alive today.”

Su Yue let out a long breath. It had been a long time since he was this infuriated. The anger Xueyang brought him was different from Bai Zhiyong’s. Bai Zhiyong had made Su Yue question the meaning of his struggles, which was a kind of confusion on his path of growth. But Xueyang was purely a piece of trash. Su Yue’s hands would itch unbearably if he didn’t beat him up.

“Hahaha, Su Yue, you really are a humorous idiot.

“Are you trying to make me die of laughter with stand-up comedy? Or do you want to suffocate me with the stench of a toilet?

“You’ve truly opened my eyes today.”

Holding a mop with a deadpan expression, Su Yue looked like a sketch comedian. It was completely ridiculous. While Xueyang was talking, Su Yue hadn’t been idle. He was studying his opponent’s flaws. This guy’s evasion skills were terrifyingly high; he had to take this fight step by step.

SWISH.

Su Yue swung his arm. The mop moved like a giant paintbrush, its dripping wet head sweeping over to envelop Xueyang. Su Yue held back on this first strike. He used neither speed enhancements nor a soul-striking attack, not even his Profound Ice Palm. He wanted to test the waters first. There was no need to reveal his trump cards right off the bat. With his abundant Qi Blood, he wasn’t afraid of wasting a little energy.

“Sigh, another futile effort.” In the distance, Zhou Yuncan shook his head. It was meaningless. Although the mop had a wide attack range and came with an attached biochemical attribute, it was still impossible for it to touch Xueyang. Nevertheless, Su Yue’s combat approach was inspiring. It was just too underhanded.

Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang also sighed. It was pointless. The speed of Su Yue’s attack wasn’t even half as fast as their own. Moreover, by using a mop, Su Yue sacrificed a certain amount of speed for a larger attack area. It wasn’t a very smart move. The enchanted biochemical attack was its only highlight. This kid had a lot of flashy little tricks, never focusing on proper business.

Mu Cheng looked extremely anxious. Her only concern was Su Yue’s safety. At the same time, she had followed his instructions and consumed a precious medicinal pill, causing her Qi Blood to recover at a crazy rate. Barring any accidents, she would be fully restored in a few minutes. Although she didn’t know what Su Yue was planning, she still did as she was told.

Mu Jingliang narrowed his eyes. As an expert at the Peak, he had already decided that if Xueyang dared to harm Su Yue, he would set aside his pride as an elder and put a stop to the fight. Xueyang might be formidable, but even a hundred of him couldn’t compare to a single Su Yue.

Ban Rongchen prayed frantically in his heart. “Please let it hit. Su Yue, you have to break through his defenses. You have to hit him!”

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the first clash between the two was about to conclude. Facing the sweeping mop, Xueyang’s mouth twisted into a faint smirk, his face full of mockery.

“Su Yue, I’ll stand right here and let you hit me. If I move my feet even a single step, I lose.

“I couldn’t care less about this stench.”

Xueyang truly didn’t fear the smell of the mop. After all, he grew up in the Wet Realm; there was no stench he hadn’t experienced. His only goal was to wash away his previous shame. He was even brewing a killing move in the palm of his hand, an inherited technique from the Bihui Cave. As soon as Su Yue exposed a flaw, he would blast it out. While it wouldn’t kill Su Yue, it could covertly inflict severe injuries upon him.

SPLAT!

However, a scene no one could have anticipated completely shocked the audience. The soaking wet mop smacked brutally across Xueyang’s face. The thick, murky liquid splattered everywhere upon impact. Because the force of the strike was so immense, Xueyang was sent spinning three times on the spot like a top. Fortunately, the mop had an aluminum alloy handle, or it would have snapped from that single blow.