Chapter 437: If a Young Man Isn't Reckless, Can He Still Be Called a Young Man?

Over a hundred people all died, none survived!

Seeing this scene, Chen Ziyuan felt a sinking in his heart and said, "Su Yang has such great skill; not joining a Warlord to make a name would truly be a pity."

"Everyone has their own aspirations." Su Yang licked his blood‑red lips, took big strides toward the two, "Besides, you two are so good at being turtles, and I haven't seen you become a king turtle in a breeding farm."

He uttered the unmasked sarcasm; the two were annoyed but did not retort.

Having personally witnessed a massively lopsided one‑sided slaughter, I deeply know the man before me…

They can't be provoked!

"If we don't run now, it'll be too late," Liu Yansong whispered.

Chen Ziyuan's complexion turned extremely grim, his gaze shifting.

He saw from Su Yang's stumbling steps that the other was already at the end of his strength.

Even killing a hundred chickens would exhaust a person to the brink of death, let alone a human?

Chen Ziyuan, trained in martial arts and in his prime, could possibly win if he went all out.

As for Liu Yansong's suggestion, that's a choice only a coward would make.

He single‑handedly founded Mingguang Building and grew it to its current scale and status.

To toss aside decades of effort with a flick of the wrist?

Chen Ziyuan couldn't swallow that, and he didn't want to give up.

"Hurry, if you don't go I'll go!" Liu Yansong said anxiously.

Chen Ziyuan forcefully shook off his hand, picked up an iron rod from the ground, and in a deep voice said, "I said before, the grudge between us must be settled today!"

"Su Yang, I know fighting you now, even if I win, it would be unsporting, but the jianghu is the jianghu; the rules are set by the victor."

It indeed looks shameless, but we've already fought enough; what's there to talk about face?

"Crazy!" Liu Yansong shook his head silently at the sight and fled without looking back.

Su Yang tilted his head, watched the receding silhouette, picked up a dagger and hurled it forcefully.

"Sss—"

The dagger plunged deep into his lumbar vertebrae, accompanied by a mournful scream; Liu Yansong collapsed to the ground, completely paralyzed.

"Who allowed you to leave?" Su Yang said calmly.

Chen Ziyuan saw that after fighting to death for a long time he still had strength left, and his gaze grew heavy.

The impact Su Yang had previously dealt him was so great that in half a lifetime he had never seen such a fierce person.

Such physical quality and resistance to blows, even the best Warlord soldiers are less than half as good.

In fact, Chen Ziyuan's fear still lingered, and the only thing sustaining his fight was his unwillingness to concede!

"Su Kang once told me that Jinshan City would someday have a place in the Six Directions Assembly; I took it as drunken talk and didn't mind it."

"Now seeing your methods, I know he has long been scheming, just waiting for you to return from abroad."

"However… with only your strength you cannot defend Jinshan; once the Warlord falls, you are bound to die!"

Su Yang stood a zhang away, eyes meeting, a fierce killing intent shot and collided.

"Then you needn't worry, you should just think carefully whether anyone will collect your corpse."

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be felled by the wind; a young man being too reckless is not a good thing."

"If a young man isn't reckless, can he still be called a young man?"

"Hahaha, quite right, quite right!"

Chen Ziyuan suddenly looked up and laughed loudly, then his gaze fell again on Su Yang's face, and he said, "The waters of Jinshan City are far deeper than you imagine!"

"Even if it's a dragon pool or tiger's den, I Su Yang must venture in!"

After speaking, both sides fell silent.

Chen Ziyuan, seeing his complexion regain a hint of rosiness, was startled, and immediately gripped the iron rod and charged out.

Almost simultaneously, Su Yang, like a lithe cheetah, lunged at Chen Ziyuan.

"Clang—"

The weapons clashed, sparks flying.

An irresistible terrifying force, like crushing withered wood, drove Chen Ziyuan back several steps.

Had he not been prepared, the iron rod would have been knocked straight away.

Yet even so, his thenar still bore a tear, his arm trembling continuously.

"What a powerful force!"

Only after experiencing it did Chen Ziyuan realize that calling a person a 'monster' was no exaggeration.

But that wasn't the end; before he could recover, he looked up and saw Su Yang already in front of him.

"So fast!"

"Clang!"

Caught off guard, the iron rod in Chen Ziyuan's hand was cut and bent, his chest struck as if heavily hit, spouting a large mouthful of fresh blood!

Su Yang gave him no time to breathe, stepped forward in a darting stride, grabbed his head, and smashed a punch down!

"Bang!"

Just a single encounter, Chen Ziyuan's face was dented by the fist, and he died on the spot.

Su Yang stood upright, like a spear, eyes fixed ahead.

Mingguang Building and Donghai Hall will be declared ended by his own hand!

"Tap tap tap…"

Hearing footsteps behind him, Liu Yansong strained to turn his head and see what it was.

But when his body moved slightly, a piercing pain shot from his tailbone.

Having no choice, he could only face the snowfield and asked, "Brother Chen, is that you?"

Footstep sound grew nearer, yet there was never any response.

Liu Yansong felt both fear and urgency in his heart, "Brother Chen, at least say something!"

Suddenly, Footstep sound stopped.

Liu Yansong's Corner of Eye caught a glimpse of a pair of blood‑stained leather shoes, and his heart leapt with joy.

He clearly remembered that Chen Ziyuan was wearing exactly this model of shoe today, identical!

"Help me up quickly, I can't move; that Su Yang bastard struck so brutally, I've lost feeling in my lower body."

The next moment, a hand grabbed his armpit and, with force, lifted him up.

Liu Yansong, full of relief, turned around, just as he was about to curse, he saw a face he never wanted to see again in this life.

Su Yang looked at him with a half‑Laugh, half‑not‑Laugh expression and said softly, "What were you muttering just now?"

Liu Yansong's thoughts swirled in that instant, he applied his lifelong learning, and showed a natural Laugh expression, "Chen Ziyuan finally died, Su Gang Leader truly is a young hero, I didn't mistake you."

"But I clearly heard just now something about someone's descendants," Su Yang said, tilting his head.

"You didn't mishear; I was cursing Chen Ziyuan."

"Hehe…"

Su Yang's Laugh directly made Liu Yansong's hair stand on his head.

He had roamed the jianghu for so many years, witnessed countless storms, and faced no fewer than double‑digit crises.

Yet never before had his heart been as lifeless as ash at this moment.

"State your conditions; how can you give me a way out?" Liu Yansong said, forcing himself to speak.

"I want nothing else, only your life!"

"Pfft—"

The blade pierced flesh and pierced the heart.

"Uh…" Liu Yansong's eyes widened, he looked down in disbelief at his continuously bleeding chest, emitting a whimper that seemed both a curse and a plea for mercy.

Su Yang, expressionless, tossed his corpse at his feet, stared toward the end of the street, and loudly said, "I know you've been waiting a long time, come out."

"Clap—…"

To the sound of applause, a group of Silhouette emerged around the corner.

They were all dressed differently, but each wore a dragon‑shaped badge on the chest.

The leading man exuded a chilling aura, with a hint of un‑angry, self‑assertive aura between his Brow and temples.

"What a good show, truly leaves one wanting more."

"The Qinglong Gang actually has such refined taste; a skirmish of this scale probably can't even catch your eyes, can it?" Su Yang said lightly.

"Truly worthy of being Leaderboard First; such petty thoughts can't escape your eyes."

"No need for pleasantries, just serve the dish."

"Since Su Gang Leader is so impatient, I'll stop holding back."

With that said, hundreds of people simultaneously drew their guns.

The gun barrels all aimed at Su Yang, Blockade all Retreat routes.

Seeing this scene, Su Yang was speechless, his Laugh deadpan, "So this is your method; I've already devised over ten countermeasures."

A strange hue flashed in the leading man's eyes, "Oh? Su Gang Leader already knew we would come at this moment?"

Su Yang snapped his fingers, and the next moment all the tightly shut doors and windows opened simultaneously.

Black, long gun barrels protruded, all aiming at the man's Brain head,

Su Yang gave a slight Laugh, "Otherwise why would I have arranged for them to lie in wait here in advance?"