Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 654 - 634: What is Arrogance, What is Presumption

The speed at which Tangyu moved astonished the crowd, so quick that even the naked eye couldn’t keep up with him. Indeed, his ability shocked many people.

The most surprised was Jin Peng himself. He had never expected Tangyu to dare to counter-attack him at this moment, and his speed so fast that before he could even get his shot off, Tangyu had firmly grabbed his hand, rendering him unable to move a single finger. With his hand captured, Jin Peng’s face quickly turned cold and ugly, the arrogance he had before instantaneously vanished, replaced by immense anger and a trace of inexplicable panic.

"Get lost," Jin Peng roared in his mind, exerting all his strength in an attempt to push Tangyu away, to prevent him from maintaining control. His gun-holding hand struggled desperately to free itself; the gun was his only trump card. If he lost the gun, he would lose all advantage. So, he couldn’t let go of the gun.

However, his resistance was so feeble and weak. A great force pushed Jin Peng away with ease, sending him stumbling backward. After retreating more than ten steps, he still couldn’t maintain his balance and fell to the ground on his backside. Jin Peng’s face alternated between fiery red and pale white, a spectacle to behold. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a figure flash in front of him, and the next moment, Tangyu was standing before him, his gun now in Tangyu’s hands, pointed directly at his head.

He had lost face utterly and completely. Humiliation was deeply etched into him.

Around them, a brief silence fell, and many eyes turned their gaze in their direction, filled with surprise. Tangyu’s dominance had indeed made many reevaluate him. This guy was still utterly awesome. Although many were annoyed, they couldn’t deny that he had some right to be arrogant. At the very least, his strength was something few possessed.

Huangfu Qingyu watched Tangyu intently, his eyes flickering with unusual light, as if pondering something. However, his eyebrows twitched momentarily, betraying a hint of gravity.

"Hmph, you think you can fight me with this level of Kung Fu? Is this your capital?" Tangyu said sneeringly, "You ask me why I’m arrogant? Now I’ll tell you, you forced me to be arrogant, forced me to be conceited. I don’t trouble others without cause, but if someone troubles me, I will strike back. Strength is the reason I can be arrogant, and if you don’t agree, show me your strength. Sadly, you lack it. Face is something one earns for oneself; it cannot be given by others, and I don’t care for what others can give. So, you can doubt me, but you don’t have the strength to insult me. A little skill, a gun—in my eyes, they are just a pile of useless junk." Tangyu scoffed, pulling at the gun a few times before snapping it in two, its parts scattering on the ground. He twisted the barrel so it bent, then casually tossed it in front of Jin Peng: "This pile of scrap metal is worthless in your hands. Now may I say one word to you? — Scram!"

What defines arrogance? What defines conceit? This was arrogance; this was conceit. Tangyu’s actions, his powerful fists, demonstrated this clearly, and this punch also struck a resounding note, making everyone take Tangyu seriously.

To shake the mountains is to terrify the tiger.

Jin Peng’s face turned completely black, and his teeth were nearly grinding to pieces in his fury. He wanted to kill someone, but alas, he lacked the strength to do so. To rush at Tangyu again would only be to invite further humiliation upon himself. This humiliation was immense for him, a piercing pain to his soul, and absolutely intolerable. If he could endure this, what face would he have left to show in the world? Jin Peng also stood up, his gaze fixed on Tangyu. This time, there were fewer instigating voices.

However, a figure appeared in front of Jin Peng, and upon seeing the newcomer, Jin Peng’s face immediately showed a measure of respect, along with a glimmer of joy.

Standing before Tangyu now was a young master with the face of an idol, dressed in an unusually flamboyant Fan Sizhe suit that added a touch of demonic charm to his appearance. Handsome, distinctive, and sharply defined, he exhibited a powerful force, with eyes that were deep and piercing. His entire being was like a sharp sword, capable of piercing the heavens. He bore a resemblance to Yu Lingfeng and Yu Lingtian, which allowed Tangyu to guess the identity of the person before him rather quickly – Yu Lingyi, the most debauched young master of the Yu Family.

Seeing Yu Lingyi, Tangyu also narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint passing through them unnoticed.

The arrival of Yu Lingyi also caused Huangfu Qingyu’s eyes to flash with various expressions, sizing him up.

Huangfu Jing stood there with a cold face, not expecting that after running off Jin Peng, an even more troublesome character would appear. Jin Peng was just a small fish, but Yu Lingyi couldn’t be underestimated. Even though he was completely dissolute, he was still the eldest son of the Yu Family, and the weight of their name was enough. Who would dare to casually provoke the dignity of the Yu Family?

"Hmph, Jin Peng, you really are useless. Even with a gun, you were beaten so badly, isn’t it humiliating? You’ve lost face for all of us young masters of the Capital City. Step aside; I’ll help you regain some dignity," said Yu Lingyi with a lifted corner of his mouth, speaking with the full arrogance of a degenerate.

With Yu Lingyi truly intending to take over, Jin Peng was naturally pleased. Although he was unclear about Yu Lingyi’s strength, after all, as the Yu Family’s eldest son with the backing of such a formidable family, if he intervened, he would certainly be able to regain the upper hand.

Jin Peng gave Tangyu a fierce look, his heart set with determination to reclaim his lost honor. However, he did not dare to hesitate and quickly stepped aside. But, he chose a corner with no one else around. To be with the other young masters would only earn him ridicule.

Yu Lingyi, with the corners of his mouth quirked up and full of malevolence, looked at Tangyu askance, "Kid, you are quite arrogant, I’ll give you that. Though you have some ability, it’s just a little, far from enough for you to be so wild and arrogant. Those who think too highly of themselves in the Capital City never end well. No one is an exception, and that includes you. Your tone just now has incited public anger. I can’t tolerate you, the young masters of the Capital City can’t tolerate you, and your only end will be a miserable one. Moreover, you’ve annoyed my second brother greatly. Today you’ve run into me, so you’ve essentially trapped yourself in a net. I shall seek justice for my second brother," Yu Lingyi declared.

With a mocking smile, Tangyu retorted coldly, "Your second brother, Yu Lingfeng? Then that means you must be Yu Lingyi from the Yu Family. No wonder you talk differently from that bird. Your second brother got humiliated by me, that’s his own doing. You can’t seek justice, nor do you have the strength to do so."

"Hmph, only a challenge will tell." Yu Lingyi sneered.

"Then bring it on," Tangyu said.

No sooner had Tangyu spoken, than Yu Lingyi took the initiative to attack. His skills were indeed slightly better than Jin Peng’s, but only marginally so. However, Tangyu didn’t go all out this time; after trading a few rounds with Yu Lingyi, he finally landed a punch in Yu Lingyi’s chest. Yu Lingyi’s body immediately staggered backward, hitting the wall before steadying himself, eliciting a sneer from him, "Hmph, quite strong, I see. I’m not cut out for martial arts, I admit that my skills are not as good as yours—but I’ll remember this debt today, and I will reclaim it. Next time you step out, you’d better watch your back." Having said that, Yu Lingyi unexpectedly did not rush to fight Tangyu any longer, instead turning around and leaving.

This action confused many onlookers, who couldn’t grasp what just happened. It didn’t seem at all like Yu Lingyi’s style; what was up with him today, had he taken the wrong medicine?

Just because he couldn’t beat Tangyu, he wouldn’t just let things slide, would he?

Was this really the same big young master of the Yu Family?

Everyone was bewildered and shook their heads in wonder. Even Jin Peng was somewhat dumbfounded and nearly bit his tongue—he had been counting on Yu Lingyi to save face and avenge him, but now Yu Lingyi had conceded defeat and left without a fuss, what did that mean?

"Has Yu Lingyi taken the wrong medicine?" Huangfu Qingyu also secretly wondered, echoing the sentiments of many at the moment.

Tangyu’s strong performance once again slapped the faces of Capital City’s young masters, which irked many. As the young masters of Capital City, they were supposed to defend the dignity of their status, but Tangyu’s assertiveness had overpowered them. Although many wanted to step forward and show off in front of the crowd, having seen Tangyu’s strength with their own eyes, only those with real Kung Fu would dare take on such a challenge. Otherwise, they might end up like Jin Peng and Yu Lingyi, making much ado about nothing and getting their faces slapped for their trouble. Instead of gaining fame, they’d lose all their dignity, trampled underfoot.

No one was willing to engage in such a thankless task.

So, the scene was filled only with angry stares.

Huangfu Jing observed Tangyu calmly, flashes of light seeming to flicker in her eyes as she pondered something.

Tangyu’s mouth curved in a slight, undetectable smile.

"There’s nothing special here anymore, Huangfu Jing, let’s go," Tangyu said, indeed not wanting to linger any longer.

Having reclaimed their face, that was enough; staying any longer might breed too many enemies, which wasn’t something Tangyu desired. After all, the Capital City was a complex place, and he didn’t wish to stir up too much trouble, lest it cause problems for Huangfu Jing.

"Yes, indeed, there’s nothing special, not fun at all. Had I known, I wouldn’t have come. Let’s leave," Huangfu Jing agreed, naturally eager to leave this place of strife. frёeωebɳovel.com

Huangfu Qingyu offered, "Let me see you out."

"There’s no need for your kindness; the best thing you can do is stay away from us," Huangfu Jing replied coldly, clearly displeased with Huangfu Qingyu.

A shadow crossed Huangfu Qingyu’s face as he glowered resentfully at Tangyu, whom simply couldn’t be bothered with Huangfu Qingyu. He left with Huangfu Jing, leaving behind a sea of hostile gazes. After they disappeared from view, the crowd erupted into discussions and debates, filling the place with noise. Naturally, Tangyu remained the main topic, with many expressing their frustration and anger.

Yet to Tangyu, those voices were inconsequential; without them, the world was peaceful.