The middle-aged man with a square face in front of Su Rong made him grim-faced, “Qian Ye, the guy is not a small potato.”
Qian Ye nodded and said in a light tone, “I can see it.”
Qian Ye frowned and said to himself, ‘There’re indeed masters hidden in Tang! Tang Qianming, such a mediocre guy, could even have a grade-9 master’s protection!’
He bent his brows at the thought of his miserable and dreary old age in his last life.
The middle-aged man with a square face stepped forward and said in a tone of ruthlessness, “Young man, we’re not someone you can afford to provoke.”
Qian Ye rolled his eyes. ‘Provocation? It was Tang Qianming, the idiot who suddenly ran out to provoke me, ok?’
“Don’t be indiscriminate. It was your master who took the initiative to provoke my wife. He wants to die, who can blame?” Qian Ye took Su Rong’s shoulder, putting a bold face.
The man’s face changed into an iron-clad blue. Wielding a sharp blade, he rushed directly toward Qian Ye.
Qian Ye pushed Su Rong away and greeted the attack with fearlessness.
Golden roses were flying all over the sky, and each petal carried pitfall.
A golden rose grazed the man’s wrist, cutting a bleeding wound.
The square-faced man suddenly became furious. In a wave of the sharp light, all roses were cut into two halves.
Qian Ye smiled. Rose petals scattered, flying and swirling in the air.
“Amazing!” Hiding beside, a young girl was full of excitement seeing the scene.
Su Rong was speechless, thinking Qian Ye was playing with fire with his little trick in front of a master stronger than him.
Suddenly, those golden petals flew towards the square-faced man. Each rose petal changed into sharpest hidden weapons.
Realizing the real usage of these flowers, Su Rong breathed a sigh of relief. Well, it was more than a gaudy trick.
A burst of green light emitted from all over the square-faced man, blocking all the rose petals flying all over the sky.
The man dashed towards Qian Ye, while the latter leaped in the air and fell behind the man.
The fallen rose petals turned into small swords and dashed toward the man again.
With a whistling, numerous gold small swords, bounced off.
A sharp sword light splitting toward Qian Ye.
With his quick reaction, he gathered a gold shield with the petals to block the sword.
The sharp blade thrust at the golden shields which kept appearing until it finally exhausted its power after cutting the third one into halves.
Looking at the three metal shields split in half, Qian Ye secretly sighing in his heart for his wise and made another four metal shields.
All of a sudden, severe wind blades boomed on the back of the square-faced man.
His sights were all on Qian Ye and off guard for Su Rong, giving Su Rong the change to launch an attack.
Qian Ye widened his eyes with excitement, and gold roses stabbed towards the square-face man again. Being pierced from head to foot, the man collapsed.
When Tang Qianming saw this scene, he called out anxiously, “Uncle Li.”
Tang Qianming felt an imminent danger. All the five grade 8 masters sent by his family died. The only one left around him was Li Cong, who was sent by his mother’s side. If Li Cong had an accident…
“Let’s go.” Qian Ye walked beside Su Rong.
Looking at the person with golden roses knives stabbing all around, Su Rong frowned, “Will the guy be dead?”
“How could it be! He is grade 9.” Qian Ye said lightly.
He look at the person on the ground with distain. Although the he wouldn’t die, but after the fight, it was for sure he would suffer great loss in strength.
Su Rong glanced at Tang Qianming and Yin Rouxin lightly, then turned around and followed Qian Ye to leave.
“Tang Qian Ye.” Yin Rouxin looked at Qian Ye’s back and called his name even to her own surprise.
Su Rong dazed, while Qian Ye took Su Rong’s shoulder and left without looking back.
Tang Qianming stared at Yin Rouxin, “Why did you call him? Who do you say he is?”
Yin Rouxin closed her eyes, shook her head, “I think I was mistaken.”
She looked at the back of Tang Qian Ye with a mixed feeling.
Tang Qianming grumbled with an angry face, “How can it be him? Tang Qian Ye is a no-hoper. It can’t be him.”
Yin Rouxin looked at Tang Qianming and said helplessly, “Let’s see how Uncle Li is doing first.”
Hearing her words, Tang Qianming returned to absolute being.
The miserable condition of Li Cong made Tang Qianming couldn’t help complaining about Yin Rouxin in his heart. If it wasn’t for her, how could he provoke Su Rong and lose such a big face?
“Welcome back.” When the fat headmaster saw Qian Ye, his eyes curved into a smile.
However, the smile only made Qian Ye felt panic, “Yes! I’m back.”