Chapter 13: The Cool Little Hero

A few hours later, the high-speed train arrived at the station.

After Su Xin and Zhang Chunhua exited the station, they took a taxi directly to the Changlong Hotel.

Prior to this, the organizers had already booked two rooms for every contestant in the main tournament, for the contestants themselves and their accompanying family members to stay in.

After Su Xin and Zhang Chunhua presented their identification documents, they checked in.

It was exactly lunchtime, so Su Xin took his mother to the music restaurant on the twenty-second floor of the Changlong Hotel for lunch; the two of them spent over three thousand on a single meal, which made Zhang Chunhua feel a pang of heartache once again.

However, she also knew this was her son's kind intention, and coupled with the fact that her son's income was no longer low, she did not complain, but instead accepted it gladly.

After the meal, the two went to the most prosperous commercial street in Jianghai City, where Su Xin bought some clothes and jewelry for his mother and also purchased a few sets of decent brand-name clothing for himself, spending a total of over fifty thousand yuan.

To Su Xin, earning money was for improving the quality of life, and the first thing one should do when having money is to improve the quality of life for oneself and one's family; therefore, he had been spending money more and more lavishly these days. It was not a psychological reaction of revenge-spending after suddenly becoming wealthy, but simply that he felt there was no need to be as frugal as before, and he could spend boldly when he wanted to.

The awakening of his Godspeed Ability, coupled with his increasingly bulging wallet, made Su Xin more and more confident; now, after changing into a set of decent brand-name clothes, his temperament had improved by a large margin all at once.

This made his mother, Zhang Chunhua, nod repeatedly, exclaiming that the money was well spent.

After the two came out of the mall and walked along a bustling commercial street, the prosperity of Jianghai City almost dazzled them.

Just at this moment, a scream came from ahead.

"Ah!"

"Quick, stop him, he snatched my bag!"

Su Xin and his mother subconsciously looked up, only to see a sturdy man wearing black clothes, a mask, and a baseball cap running toward them with long strides.

That man held a dagger in his left hand and was vigorously waving a lady's handbag in his right, shouting viciously while dispersing the passersby in front of him:

"Get out of my way, all of you!"

The passersby did not want to invite trouble, and especially upon seeing the man holding a dagger, they dared not block him, instead scrambling to avoid him on both sides in a panic.

Su Xin also pulled his mother aside.

Soon, the sturdy man ran past him.

At this moment, Su Xin suddenly extended his left foot, intercepting the man's path at the perfect moment.

Caught off guard, the sturdy man tripped over his foot and fell flat on his face, hitting the ground with a dull thud; the bag in his hand landed on the ground and slid forward two or three meters.

Su Xin pulled his mother over and picked up the lady's handbag from the ground.

At this time, a young woman who appeared to be the owner of the bag trotted over, panting as she looked at the black-clad man who had fallen to the ground, then looked at Su Xin who had picked up the handbag, and immediately understood everything.

She walked quickly toward Su Xin, saying repeatedly, "Thank you for helping me retrieve my handbag."

The young woman looked to be about thirty years old, with fair and smooth skin and an exquisite, beautiful appearance; she was maintained like a young girl. If not for her mature clothing and makeup, and her particularly full figure, even if one said she was a girl under twenty, people would believe it.

Su Xin handed the handbag in his hand to her, then pulled her aside.

The young woman was startled by Su Xin's action at first, but then she heard Su Xin say in a deep voice:

"Robbery carries a sentence of three to ten years. If you use a knife to hurt someone, that is two crimes punished together, at least six years. You had better think clearly."

The man in black climbed up from the ground, charged viciously at Su Xin with the dagger, and cursed:

"Stop your nonsense!"

"I'm going to take off one of your legs today!"

Seeing a tall figure charging with a knife, the young woman screamed in fright.

"Ah!"

Zhang Chunhua subconsciously pulled Su Xin, preparing to flee into the distance, while using her body to vaguely shield Su Xin, raising her shopping bag with her other hand in an attempt to block the attack.

In the distance, the onlookers also cried out in alarm.

"Hmph!"

Su Xin let out a cold snort, and at the same time, his mind stirred:

"Godspeed! Threefold Speed!"

In an instant, everything in the outside world became slow, and the sounds entering his ears became distorted.

In Su Xin's visual perception, the man in black was full of rage in his eyes, but his movements were as slow as a sluggish zombie in a movie, walking toward him step by step with claws bared and fangs exposed.

Su Xin gently broke free from his mother's hand, stepped forward unhurriedly, rushed to a spot not far in front of the man in black, and delivered a precise hand-blade strike to the wrist holding the dagger.

He could clearly see the man in black slowly loosening his right hand, the dagger leaving his palm and falling toward the ground bit by bit.

Immediately following this, Su Xin gripped the man's arm, took another large step forward, took advantage of the momentum to twist the arm backward, and quickly pressed him down to the ground.

At the same time, he deactivated the Godspeed state.

"Boom!"

The body of the man in black slammed onto the ground, his hands twisted behind his back by Su Xin; he let out successive screams, struggling in pain, but was unable to get up again no matter what.

From the moment Su Xin moved to the moment he subdued the man, this series of actions took a little over a second.

This time did not seem long, but in close-quarters combat, it was definitely not short either.

Yet in the eyes of outsiders.

They only saw Su Xin move like a gale, rushing to the front of the man in black in one stride, using one palm to precisely knock away the opponent's dagger, and then, without stopping, twisting the opponent's arm behind his back and pressing him to the ground.

Everything was as smooth as flowing clouds and water.

The whole process took only about half a second; the crowd had barely enough time to blink before they saw that the fight was already over.

People who grew up in a peaceful era had never seen such fluid, sharp, and aesthetically pleasing close-quarters combat, and it was even an empty-handed disarming of a blade, a lightning-fast, one-hit takedown!

After a moment of silence in the area, an astonishing wave of discussion and cheering erupted.

"Xiao Xin..."

Zhang Chunhua was also stunned.

She had never known when her son had acquired such astonishing fighting ability, and for a moment, she stood where she was, feeling somewhat at a loss.

In fact, during the month Su Xin spent reading in the library, he had incidentally studied over a dozen books on combat. Although combat knowledge is different from scientific knowledge, no matter how deeply one understands it, it still requires hands-on practice many times, training until every move and stance comes naturally, before it can be skillfully applied in actual combat.

But Su Xin was different.

He only needed to familiarize himself with the movements, then enter the Godspeed state, and he could treat his opponent like a puppet, easily executing various combat techniques on them.

Su Xin twisted the man in black's arms behind his back and pressed his knee against the man's spine, asking in a deep voice, "Has anyone called the police yet?"

Someone in the crowd immediately replied:

"I've already called the police. There's a local police station nearby, so they should be here very soon."

Hearing this, the man in black struggled violently, but he could not break free at all.

Sure enough, the police arrived at the scene quickly. After clarifying the situation, they took down the phone numbers of Su Xin and the young woman named Liu Qingli, then escorted the man in black away.

The onlookers gradually dispersed.

Liu Qingli thanked Su Xin repeatedly once more:

"Thanks to you, otherwise, losing the money in my bag would be a small matter, but losing many other important things would be a huge trouble."

"It was just a casual effort, no need to thank me."

Su Xin waved his hand, declined her request to add him on WeChat, and left together with his mother.

Watching their backs as they gradually walked away, Liu Qingli murmured softly, "Su Xin? He's not very old, but his skills are quite good. Could he be a student from a military academy or a martial arts school?"

When the police were taking statements earlier and asked them to leave their contact information, she had learned Su Xin's name and also heard the mobile number he provided.

However, since Su Xin had declined her request to add him on WeChat, she didn't feel it was appropriate to add him directly, so she just subconsciously saved the number in her phone's contact list.

When noting down the name, she thought for a moment, and finally wrote down a few words—

Handsome little hero.