My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 647 - 638: Formidable Opponent

Su Xuan and Qiuyue finally arrived at the deepest part of Gourd Valley on Mount Everest, which was a key position guarded by Jing Gangzhi. Originally, Jing Gangzhi had thought that Su Xuan would be killed by the masters in front, but since Su Xuan had made it here, it indicated that he did possess some strength.

Indeed, the first time Jing Gangzhi saw Su Xuan, he realized that he was a cultivator. There weren’t many cultivators in Huaxia Country, and it was even rarer to see someone as young as Su Xuan. He could be described as exceptionally gifted.

In his youth, Jing Gangzhi himself only began to have sudden insights at the age of thirty-five, after he started to study every secret manual. Only then did he obtain the strength to look disdainfully upon all under heaven.

The moment Jing Gangzhi saw Qiuyue for the first time, he took a liking to her, not in a romantic way, but truly wanting to take Qiuyue as his disciple, because he saw traces of a killing aura in her. It was common for men to have a killing aura, but for a woman to possess it was exceedingly precious.

"If you are willing to be my disciple, I might consider sparing Su Xuan’s life," he said.

Jing Gangzhi was so fond of Qiuyue that he was even willing to go against Li Tianming’s wishes and let Su Xuan off the hook.

Although Qiuyue sensed that Jing Gangzhi must be very powerful, making a decision now seemed too soon. After all, Su Xuan had not yet fought with this man. If Su Xuan really couldn’t beat him, perhaps this would be a good choice. What was the harm in sacrificing a little of oneself?

Qiuyue didn’t answer, instead looked at Su Xuan to see what his attitude was.

Su Xuan shook his head at her. Who knew what kind of person Jing Gangzhi was, and whether he might harm Qiuyue.

"Su Xuan, you are not my match. Let her become my disciple, and you can escape death. Are you sure you won’t reconsider?" he asked.

"There’s no need," Su Xuan replied coldly.

Jing Gangzhi laughed, having just given Su Xuan a show of force by demonstrating how a snowball could take down a small helicopter from the sky — Su Xuan knew that one needed at least the strength of Foundation Establishment to accomplish that.

It seemed that Jing Gangzhi was also a cultivator, but it was unclear to what extent he had cultivated.

"Since she doesn’t agree to be my disciple for now, then I’ll have to force her to agree!" Jing Gangzhi declared, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, transforming it into a claw, and pounced with the speed of lightning.

Su Xuan reacted swiftly, retreating and dodging. Jing Gangzhi was different from Yan Feitian, whom Su Xuan had previously encountered. Yan Feitian preferred using the Flying Sky Sword, making it difficult for Su Xuan to get close. This time, Jing Gangzhi was unarmed, allowing both to exhibit their true capabilities without any advantage or disadvantage in the fight.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Jing Gangzhi’s claws were exceedingly ferocious. His speed might have seemed slow, but every move was substantial, and even as Su Xuan dodged, he would narrowly escape each time.

Jing Gangzhi’s attack methods were ruthless, and every direction Su Xuan dodged to was precisely where Jing Gangzhi was aiming. He could predict attacks, which was the key to a master’s evolution. After several exchanges, sweat was already beading on Su Xuan’s face — Jing Gangzhi was indeed a tough opponent.

"Hmph, have you ever heard the saying, ’There’s always someone stronger, there’s always a higher sky’? You’re still too young. Had you been fortunate enough to reach my age, you might have achieved something extraordinary. Too bad you offended someone you shouldn’t have," Jing Gangzhi said.

"Don’t talk tough. Use whatever moves you’ve got. I, Su Xuan, can take it!" Su Xuan wiped the sweat off his forehead. So far, neither had revealed their true abilities, and neither had determined the depth of the other’s cultivation.

"Today, you’ll taste the might of a Tibetan National Guardian Master!" Jing Gangzhi proclaimed.

Whoosh!

Jing Gangzhi disappeared from the spot, his blazing speed was astonishing, a stark contrast to the pace of his earlier claw strikes; he had speed but chose not to use it until now.

After disappearing, Jing Gangzhi vanished from the surroundings completely!

Su Xuan was stunned; he had never encountered an opponent like this. Could it be that he had the ability to turn invisible?

Qiuyue was also anxious. How had Jing Gangzhi suddenly vanished from that spot? It was too strange.

Suddenly, Su Xuan felt a change in the wind above him. Looking up, he saw Jing Gangzhi’s foot descending at an outrageously fast speed, utterly unreasonable.

It was already too late for Su Xuan to dodge! There was no chance at all.

Qiuyue covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look anymore. If that kick landed, his head would certainly be smashed to pieces.

"Die!" Jing Gangzhi sneered, laughing wildly in the air. This weak youngster actually dared to challenge a Tibetan National Guardian Master — it was simply courting death.

Boom!

A loud explosion sounded, and where Su Xuan had been standing, dust rose into the air and a large crater appeared on the ground, revealing the terrifying extent of Jing Gangzhi’s strength.

Jing Gangzhi had clearly felt with his foot that he had hit something solid, and that the solid object crumbled upon impact. He guessed that it must have been Su Xuan’s head.

Qiuyue stood still, looking at where Su Xuan had been, with tears swirling in her eyes. She hadn’t expected this conclusion; Su Xuan had been struck to death!

When the dust settled, a large crater where Su Xuan had stood was indeed visible. Due to the cold weather, chunks of ice on the ground were still steaming slightly.

"You brought this upon yourself by overestimating your abilities," Jing Gangzhi said slowly. But when he looked for Su Xuan’s corpse, to his surprise, he found no trace of Su Xuan. How could this be?

Jing Gangzhi was taken aback. Could it be that he had kicked Su Xuan so hard that he had been smashed to pieces? Impossible, there should at least be some body parts left.

Jing Gangzhi circled the crater several times, yet still found no sign of Su Xuan. It seemed that he finally understood — Su Xuan was not dead, but he had no idea where Su Xuan was now.

"Su Xuan, how tragically you’ve died."

Qiuyue knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably with snot and tears streaming down, as if she truly were Su Xuan’s wife.

"What are you crying for? Su Xuan isn’t dead!"

Jing Gangzhi, annoyed by the woman’s crying, shouted at Qiuyue.

"Not dead?"

Qiuyue’s sobbing ceased abruptly, and she looked at Jing Gangzhi and the deep pit with confusion. If Su Xuan wasn’t dead, where had he gone?

Both were puzzled, but what surprised Jing Gangzhi was the feeling of having shattered something with the kick he had launched into the pit—could it have not been a skull?

Indeed, Jing Gangzhi found the object he had shattered by the pit—it was a rock!

"Su Xuan, you sure are ruthless!"

Jing Gangzhi hadn’t expected to be outmaneuvered on his first fight, allowing Su Xuan to trick him. This made the National Guardian Master lose face.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind a boulder not far away: "Ahem, sorry, but that kick of yours just now was so fierce— I had to dodge far away, otherwise it would have been unpleasant if I got hurt."

Su Xuan came walking slowly from not far away, looking at Qiuyue, who had cried herself into a mess. He was quite moved inside; ever since Qiuyue had first followed him up the mountain, she had been quietly supportive and encouraging, completely forsaking the dignity of an assassin to start a new life with Su Xuan.

Perhaps, in this life, Su Xuan had let her down, as he had done to more than one person.

Jing Gangzhi, seeing Su Xuan walk over unscathed, was itching with fury. He had actually taken quite an interest in Qiuyue, wanting to take her as his disciple and show off his skills in front of her to impress her with his prowess. But to his frustration, his very first attempt had gone awry, making him a laughingstock.

"Su Xuan, how did you escape my attack?"

Jing Gangzhi asked viciously.

"This, do I really need to explain to you? That’s a bit too nosy of you, isn’t it?"

Su Xuan said languidly.

Qiuyue loved this defiant side of Su Xuan. This was the real Su Xuan. She broke into a grin and shouted at Su Xuan, "Send this stinking monk packing back home!"

"No problem."

Su Xuan snapped his fingers and smiled at Jing Gangzhi.

Jing Gangzhi, observant as he was, scrutinized the soil that had fallen around the edge of the pit and finally seemed to have a revelation, saying to Su Xuan, "Your cultivation must have reached the Foundation Establishment stage!"

"What do you think?"

Su Xuan wouldn’t tell him that he was already at the third layer of Power Transformation.

"I underestimated you. You’re at most at the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment! But today, I’m still going to cripple you!"

Jing Gangzhi stood up again, his eyes blazing with a killing intent that had been there all along. He had already planned to defeat Su Xuan and then hand him over to Li Tianming. Qiuyue would become his disciple, emerging as the winner of this perfect scenario.

Creak, creak, creak!

Jing Gangzhi’s fingers clenched with a crackling sound. It seemed he was truly enraged this time.

Although Su Xuan appeared relaxed, he was extremely cautious inside, for Jing Gangzhi was a cultivator too, and any cultivator in this society was considered a top fighter.

Qiuyue knew Su Xuan needed a good environment for battle, so she did not interfere further, but instead stood at a distance, quietly watching, ready to jump in when Su Xuan began to tire. She was just a bystander, there to cheer for Su Xuan and offer encouragement.

Boom, boom!

Jing Gangzhi’s legs stomped fiercely onto the ground, leaving two deep depressions, and with a snap! He grasped at the air, making a cracking sound, and his almost two-meter-tall frame, already imposing, began to exert force. Su Xuan felt Jing Gangzhi’s body swell even larger, like a small mountain.

"Come, let’s have a fierce battle!"

Boom, boom, boom!

Each step Jing Gangzhi took left a deep footprint in the ground, like boulders smashing into the earth.

"Su Xuan, don’t be scared, I’ll be gentle."

Jing Gangzhi grinned wickedly. His smile was worse than crying.

Whoosh!

A powerful punch came hurling over. This time Jing Gangzhi held nothing back. Knowing that Su Xuan was a cultivator, he couldn’t afford to keep anything in reserve—if they were going to do this, they had to do it right.

Jing Gangzhi’s punch was too fierce; Su Xuan didn’t dare to meet it head-on. How could his mortal flesh compare with Jing Gangzhi, who trained with Iron Sand all year round? So, he withdrew to advance.

Through his dodges, Su Xuan could distinctly feel that this wasn’t a normal attack, but one mixed with cultivated power, a level above Foundation Establishment—this must be the power of Dark Strength!

Cultivation levels were divided into Foundation Establishment, Dark Strength, Power Transformation, Divine Entry, and Ancestor Returning. Su Xuan had the power of the third layer of Power Transformation, and his opponent was showing the power of Dark Strength. While this was not fatal to Su Xuan, he couldn’t be sure that the opponent was limited to Dark Strength. If Jing Gangzhi’s capacity was even higher, perhaps Power Transformation?

The more Su Xuan thought about it, the less he dared to contemplate. If Jing Gangzhi’s strength was too great, then Su Xuan was in big trouble this time.