I am truly the Monkey King

Tong Changfeng sprang up like a swift monkey, throwing a simple yet fierce straight punch directly at the back of Su Hang's head.

His fist was wrapped in fiery-red True Qi, the temperature was scorching hot, making people not doubt the power of that punch for a second.

With an unconcerned air, Su Hang savored his coffee and, as the punch neared, he casually turned his hands behind his back and gently slapped.

A force like an overwhelming flood surged forward from his palm, sending Tong Changfeng "clanking..." back ten steps, crashing into the wall.

"Violence Value +7!"

"You're even weaker than I thought," Su Hang glanced back at Tong Changfeng. "Can you still make a move? I'll try to hold back even more next time."

"Ah..."

Like a wounded beast, Tong Changfeng let out a fierce roar and sprung forward violently.

Almost simultaneously, he twisted his waist, the punch following his turn, forming a Drilling Punch with immense Penetrating Power.

The room seemed to spontaneously generate a fierce wind, which, along with his body's rotation, made his punches even more cutting.

"With such a full of holes technique, you dare to attack me, ridiculous," Su Hang said as he slapped casually from the right side, his attack was still very random.

Tong Changfeng's spinning body suddenly accelerated uncontrollably, deviating from its course and headed straight towards the wall.

"No..." In a panic, Tong Changfeng realized that if he really crashed like that, his right hand would definitely sustain a serious fracture, potentially leaving behind an injury difficult to recover from.

At the crucial moment, Su Hang actually grabbed him.

"Thank you," Tong Changfeng said demurely, "I've lost!"

"It's no wonder you lose, being so weak," Su Hang's words were like a second injury.

"Violence Value from Tong Changfeng +1!"

Tong Changfeng's face turned an ashen blue. He had been practicing martial arts since he was twelve and his Cultivation Level had soared since the revival of heaven and earth. Yet, he was so effortlessly defeated by a youngster, a blow to his confidence like never before.

"What a waste." Qiao Nuan cursed with a dark face.

"You..." Tong Changfeng became furious.

"It's just a friendly spar, there's no need to ruin the mood." Liu Qing immediately stepped in to smooth things over, not expecting the one-sided crush and becoming more curious about Su Hang.

Tong Changfeng, not lacking in willpower, soon calmed down and said, "Su Hang, I will wash away today's defeat in the future. Farewell!"

"Anyone who loses to me will all be past tense; you won't be the exception," Su Hang glanced at the waiter serving dishes and immediately cast Tong Changfeng out of his mind, starting to feast as if no one else was around.

Li Qingdai noticed the atmosphere in the room becoming somewhat strange.

Tang Lifen was showing off vigorously at Liu Qing's side, and Liu Qing didn't seem the least bit angry, smiling amiably as they chatted, but her gaze kept unintentionally sweeping over Su Hang.

Ye Mei and Qiao Nuan had dark expressions, one busily chatting with someone on her phone, the other sulking.

Ye Chuqing was stealing glances at Su Hang from the corner of her eyes.

"Why do you keep looking at him? Just some country bumpkin who stumbled upon some adventure, what's there to be curious about? My nephew is a thousand times stronger than him," Qiao Nuan glared at Ye Chuqing, flaring up with irritation.

"Slap..."

Su Hang slammed the table suddenly, startling everyone, and the whole room turned to look at him.

"I finally remember who you are," said Su Hang with a smile, pointing at Qiao Nuan, "You're the famous Qiao Flower Vase of the academy, the Qiao family's trash that's been stacked up to Grandmaster Level with the help of Spiritual Medicine. Usually, you do nothing but strike poses on the podium to attract a pack of horny jerks, right?"

"You..." Qiao Nuan was so enraged her face went white, her eyes bulged, and her fingers dug into the red sandalwood table surface, "Do you believe I could have you kicked out of Tian Ce Martial Arts Academy with just one word?"

"Hehe..." Su Hang picked up a braised pork rib, "The name 'Qiao Flower Vase' truly lives up to its reputation. Aside from getting your big brother to throw his weight around for you, you're good at nothing but flaunting your charm. I'm not the only one who thinks so."

"Don't forget, you're just an Innate country bumpkin, while I am a Grandmaster great expert. I could kill you in an instant," Qiao Nuan stood up suddenly.

"Then make your move. What are you waiting for?" Su Hang was earnestly gnawing at the rib, not even looking at Qiao Nuan. As long as she made a move, there would be Violence Value to gain.

Unable to take the humiliation, Qiao Nuan was about to strike when Ye Mei stopped her, advising, "Why lower yourself to argue with a country bumpkin? Isn't that just lowering your own value?"

"And do you think your high and mighty attitude matters? At the end of the day, you're nothing but a mistress. What self-value are you talking about? Hehe..." Li Qingdai sneered contemptuously.

"Qingdai, Ms. Ye is just a mistress in TV dramas, but in real life, she is a virtuous and pure lady of a noble family. There aren't many women in all of Huaxia more honored than she is," Tang Lifen glared at Li Qingdai.

Ye Mei's face went from pale to purple with anger, looking terrible, and she thought bitterly, "Be arrogant, all of you, just be as arrogant as you can. In a little while, let's see if you can keep it up."

She noticed the waiter bringing food and a sinister smile flickered in the depths of her eyes; the drama was about to begin.

As the waiter served the food, he accidentally knocked over a dish of braised lion's head meatballs, splashing the sauce onto Su Hang's trousers.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, please accept my apologies..." the waiter hurriedly apologized.

Su Hang waved his hand, "It's fine, just remember to send up another serving."

Seeing his pants get dirty, Su Hang merely took a napkin and casually wiped off the mess, choosing not to go to the restroom to clean up, leaving Ye Mei secretly disappointed.

"You don't mind the filth, hurry and go clean up." Li Qingdai took out a small bottle of spray from her bag, "This is specially made to remove soup and oil stains."

"This is like a godsend." Ye Mei watched as Su Hang stood up to go to the restroom, secretly thrilled, silently waiting for the news of his death to come.

The trap she had set was one that even a living person would certainly die from; she believed this country bumpkin would surely not escape his fate.

Su Hang left the private room, fiddling with the small bottle of spray as he walked into the restroom.

He had an extremely keen sense of danger, and as soon as he entered the restroom and started to walk around, he felt something was amiss and quickly retreated.

"Boom!"

A small bomb suddenly exploded in the restroom, and a black powder swiftly spread out.

Even though Su Hang retreated quickly, his right hand still got a few grains on it, which corroded a small bloody pit in his skin like aqua regia and rapidly expanded.

Su Hang felt the poison on his arm was terrifyingly potent and used a drop of nectar water to sit down cross-legged and expel the poison.

"Swoosh!"

A dark figure charged at him, wielding a chilling black dagger, and ferociously stabbed down towards Su Hang's head.

"Kunpeng Claw!"

Su Hang's left hand curled into a claw and "swoosh," he grabbed the wrist of the dark figure, exerted force to break it with a "snap," fracturing the wrist bone.

"Bang!"

The dagger fell to the ground.

"Violence Value +9!"

"Heaven-Piercing Cannon!"

Su Hang then followed up with a punch, striking the dark figure's abdomen, causing them to spit out three mouthfuls of blood, which stained the masked cloth red.

"Violence Value +9, total Violence Value is 94!"

"Ah..."

The dark figure let out a piercing scream, curling up in pain.

People in the other private rooms heard the commotion and rushed out.

Su Hang pulled off the mask from the dark figure's face, revealing a fair and lovely visage.

"Speak, who is the person behind you ordering this?" Su Hang said coldly.

A resolute look flitted across the woman's eyes, she violently opened her mouth, and a jet of black blood shot out towards Su Hang.

Su Hang spun like a top, evading the blood jet, but it aimed at Liu Qing behind him.

"Pushing Against the Wind!"

Su Hang pushed with his palm, True Qi surged out, turning into a rolling wind, and wrapped the blood jet into an arc, which landed on the wall.

Instantly, the wall corroded into a large pit.

Liu Qing, scared pale, rapidly retreated with everyone else around her, but a warm current swept through her heart; this was the second time Su Hang had saved her.

Over the years, standing at the summit of the entertainment industry, she endured all kinds of hardships alone, and even when others helped her, it was either for personal gain or because they coveted her beauty.

But Su Hang's protection was purely out of concern for her, and her heart, which hadn't stirred in many years, unexpectedly felt a ripple.

After saving Liu Qing, Su Hang looked back at the female assassin; to kill him with a poison-tipped blood arrow, she had poisoned herself.

Now her flesh dissolved step by step.

Two bloodied figures struggled to crawl out of the restroom, shrieking, "Save me, save me..."

In the end, they all turned into a pool of blood. Besides the assassin, six innocent people in the restroom were killed, the smell of blood filling the corridor of that floor.

The place had turned into Asura Hell.

Rage boiled inside Su Hang, his eyes narrowing, a forbidding chill flickering within them.

"Wow..."

Many couldn't bear the bloody, gruesome scene and ran to the side vomiting violently, even bringing up bile.