Chapter Five: Beaten into a Fool by the Sick Cat Gang?
“Wounded me?”
Deputy General Chen was completely stunned upon hearing this. It was as if he had just heard the most outrageous joke imaginable.
The surrounding soldiers burst into laughter.
“This kid is really bold! Him? Wound Deputy General Chen? If he doesn’t end up crippled by Chen’s hands, it’ll be a miracle!”
“He’s just too young, hasn’t experienced Chen’s brutal beatings yet!”
“Deputy General Chen, give this arrogant brat a proper lesson!”
The soldiers around couldn’t help but jeer loudly.
Deputy General Chen took a deep breath, anger twisting into a bitter smile as he looked at Su Mu.
“Alright, boy! Here’s my challenge—if you can wound me, not only will you owe me nothing, but you’ll also receive one hundred taels of silver!”
Upon hearing this, Su Mu felt completely at ease, his eyes undergoing a profound transformation.
The best way to show respect to someone is to defeat them.
Moreover, at this moment, Deputy General Chen looked like a walking treasure chest to Su Mu.
Leaning slightly forward, Su Mu clenched his fists and assumed a rooted stance.
Facing someone as powerful as Deputy General Chen, a frail body like his could only hope to win by using softness to overcome hardness.
Seeing Su Mu’s posture, Deputy General Chen tensed up without hesitation. In the next instant, he sprang forward like a tightly drawn bowstring.
Just one punch!
He intended to crush this impudent boy utterly.
But to his surprise, his punch seemed to sink into a swamp.
Su Mu gradually led the charging punch aside, neutralizing it.
Finally, he pushed with both palms forcefully against Deputy General Chen’s chest.
Bang!
With a loud crash, Deputy General Chen staggered backward several steps, bewildered as he faced Su Mu’s unchanged stance.
What the hell?
His punch felt like striking cotton.
And worse, it bounced back, driving him backward.
At that moment, Deputy General Chen sensed something uncanny about Su Mu.
“You brat! I was careless just now! Try again!”
As Deputy General Chen launched another attack, the crowd below watched in stunned silence.
By now, Su Mu had exchanged over twenty moves.
Though he appeared fragile, he deflected every assault from Deputy General Chen.
“Could this kid actually win?”
“Maybe! The sweat on Deputy General Chen’s brow shows he’s giving his all, but Su Mu… he’s like he’s unaffected!”
From a distant elevated platform, a man clad in silver-white armor observed the duel with a raised brow.
Beside him, an elderly man fanned himself gently, chuckling.
“General, Deputy General Chen seems quite entertained to be sparring with this young upstart.”
The silver-armored man shook his head, hands clasped behind his back, exuding calm.
“Sparring? Not quite.”
“This kid is a master.”
“Though his techniques are unfamiliar, seemingly grand and expansive, in truth he employs the principle of softness overcoming hardness.”
“Look closely—most people generate power from their waist when throwing punches.”
“But this boy is different. His powerI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.