279: Chapter 272: Palpitation, or Rather, Touched 279: Chapter 272: Palpitation, or Rather, Touched “Su Chen, shut up!!!

Apologize now, apologize to Uncle Wu!” As Su Chen’s voice fell, the entirety of Taixuan Academy was silent as if it had become a domain of death.

After several breaths, Ji Linger shouted.

Her voice had lost its composure, and the originally agile aura around her became urgent.

Then, like a streak of blue wind, she dashed towards Su Chen, and after one breath, she stood in front of him: “Brother Chen, please apologize to Uncle Wu quickly, I’m begging you…”

Ji Linger’s tone was indeed filled with a plea.

In the distance.

Wu Yu watched, eyes spitting fire!!!

He glared deathly at Ji Linger and Su Chen…

Jealousy, venom!

Ji Linger’s worry, urgency, and pleas—what were they for if not to save Su Chen?

She truly cared and was mindful of him.

She actually cared so much about someone she had just met.

While Ji Linger was at the Wuo Family, she never showed the slightest concern for any man in this way.

Including him, her fiancé in name.

“Could it be, I’m really not as good as that damn bastard?!” Wu Yu nearly broke his own teeth from clenching them, the flames of jealousy almost engulfing him whole.

Meanwhile, without waiting for Su Chen to speak, Ji Linger again raised her head to address Wuo Tongtian in midair: “Uncle Wu, Brother Chen is just a junior.

I beseech you not to hold grudges against him, to overlook the misstep of Brother Chen…”

“Young man, you should have seen that I held back just now.

I did so because I thought you were a genius, and it would be a shame to cripple you.

However, at this moment, I suddenly feel like I should kill you…”

Wuo Tongtian looked deeply at Ji Linger, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with her request.

His figure in midair suddenly became clear.

He shifted his gaze, staring at Su Chen, his voice still calm and quiet, but now with a hint of coldness.

A moment later, Wuo Tongtian continued: “However, since Ling’er has pleaded for you, I can spare your life.

You may avoid the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living penalty.

Disable your own Dantian.”

“No!!!

Uncle Wu, you can’t do this!” Wuo Tongtian actually demanded Su Chen disable his own Dantian?

Beneath the veil, Ji Linger’s face turned deathly pale.

Disable his own Dantian?

What’s the difference between that and death?

For a Martial Cultivator, especially a Super Genius like Su Chen, disabling one’s own Dantian is more terrifying than death itself.

“Ling’er, with such a temperament, he won’t live long.

If he doesn’t die today, he will still die another day.

A person can be proud, but pride must not be blind.

He thinks he’s very powerful, very strong, but in reality, is he truly that powerful?

That strong?

I want him to disable his Dantian, to become an ordinary person; maybe then he can live a few more years,” Wuo Tongtian said indifferently.

As his voice faded.

Suddenly.

Gale forces erupted!

“Hiss hiss…”

A surge of Qi, as if becoming tangible in an instant, spiraled out from Wuo Tongtian’s body.

That Qi turned into a grey-white mountain, descending from the heavens as the hand of heaven itself, overwhelmingly rushing towards Su Chen.

The palm seal was too magnificent, virtually obscuring the sun, appearing suddenly from the Void, with its five fingers clearly outlined and accompanied by a sweeping wind, rumbling towards the location where Su Chen was.

The scene was the epitome of Trembling Terror.

In an instant.

The mountain formed by the condensed Qi hit Su Chen.

Suddenly.

“Crack crack crack…” The sound of Su Chen’s muscles and skin tearing could be heard clearly, as could the grating crunch of his blood vessels, meridians, and bones.

Tragic!

Utterly tragic!

The blood-drenched Su Chen, in that very moment, simply could not be recognized as human anymore, his breath now weak to the point of being almost negligible.

“No…

don’t!

Uncle Wu, please retract your aura, he’s about to die…” Ji Linger stood right in front of Su Chen, but she wasn’t harmed at all, for Wuo Tongtian’s control over his own aura was ultimate; he could easily plunge Su Chen into Hell, yet make sure that Ji Linger, standing a step away in front of him, remained unscathed.

Tears streamed down Ji Linger’s face.

She regretted.

If it weren’t for her, would Su Chen have been sought out by Zhong Tiantang and others?

Would he have been targeted by Wu Yu?

From beginning to end, Su Chen had not made a single mistake.

Because of her, Wu Yu had come, provoking and insulting Su Chen, with Su Chen resisting, and then behind Wu Yu stood the Wuo Family and Wuo Tongtian!!!

If not for her, Su Chen would never have had anything to do with Wu Yu, the Wuo Family, or Wuo Tongtian.

She was to blame for everything.

Su Chen was so proud, so maniacal, so reckless… and so the situation had developed to this irreversible stage.

At this moment, Su Chen, weak to the point of death, nearly drained of blood, almost entirely broken in body, caused her uncontrollable heartache.

A self-blame-filled heartache.

She could not deny that she was moved, or rather affected.

Daring to confront the Wuo Family head-on!

Bold enough to punch and defeat Wu Yu, bold enough to vow to execute Wu Yu!

Even bold enough to speak wildly and remain as proud as ever in front of the Wuo Family Patriarch Wuo Tongtian!

Su Chen was the first she had ever seen.

She didn’t know how to describe her feelings of being moved and affected by Su Chen, but what she did know for certain was that she had made up her mind—today, she would definitely not let Su Chen die!!!

Absolutely not!

“Cough cough…” At that moment, under Wuo Tongtian’s pressure, Su Chen felt he was about to burst.

The coughing was so violent that it seemed to shatter his body.

It was only because of the “True Fire Body Refinement” that his physical strength was an astonishing fifty times that of an ordinary martial cultivator.

Otherwise.

Under the oppression of Wuo Tongtian’s aura, he would’ve already turned to dust.

Even so.

He still felt as though he was being ground down in the ultimate Hell, being crushed, shredded, and excoriated…

The pain was of a kind that scorched divine neural pathways, a pain worse than a fate worse than death.

Su Chen’s eyes became even more bloodshot, like two gems stained with blood, filled with violence, madness, and stubbornness.

His legs shook uncontrollably, as if someone was rocking him.

He clenched his teeth tightly, his last shred of reason telling him to hold on!!!

Never to fall, never to concede, never to kneel!

What Wuo Tongtian’s aura wanted was his submission, his kneeling, his mental collapse.

“Dream on!

I, Su Chen, have already lived one life, and in this life, every day lived is a bonus.

The worst is just death.

You want me to submit, huh…

huh…

huh…”

Su Chen muttered to himself.

He laughed.

As he laughed, blood streamed down from the corners of his mouth, his grin both terrifying and demonic.

“Young man, tell me, do you still think you are very strong, very mighty?

Do you still have the right to be proud in front of me, Wuo Tongtian?” Wuo Tongtian asked, ignoring Su Chen’s laughter.

“Screw…

your…

mother!!!” Su Chen lifted his head, mustering all his strength to spit out these three words.