Chapter 948 - 947: Top Scholar
Su Yang’s aura suddenly escalated, to the point that even The Sovereigns would fear him, let alone these powerless students.
Those who had been making a big fuss immediately wilted, as their courage was only in words, how could they dare to truly fight with Su Yang?
Although Su Yang was alone here, he was after all the founder of Destiny Martial Arts, with heaven-defying strength. Plus, given Su Yang’s background, if it really came to blows, they wouldn’t be able to handle the aftermath!
Fang Zhong was also startled by Su Yang’s imposing manner, but thinking of Lin Qingru by his side, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Su, don’t throw your weight around here. Who do you think you’re scaring? We’re not afraid of being shattered to pieces; we wish to maintain our integrity in the world. We may not have your family background, but we’re not afraid of you. If you have the ability, then kill us all!"
"Yeah, if you’re so capable, kill us all!" The crowd began to shout again, their morale rising once more.
"Damn!" Su Yang was left speechless. Were these the top students or a bunch of idiots? Could their brains only solve equations?
Fortunately, at this moment, Zhao Qiu Peng arrived with a few others, and the situation at the scene finally calmed down somewhat.
Zhao Qiu Peng was indeed holding a bouquet, but he brought the flowers for his girlfriend Xie Wei. As for the others present, Zhao Qiu Peng didn’t even want to spare them a glance. In his view, Su Yang was superfluous here; the night was clearly Fang Zhong’s show. By coming over, wasn’t Su Yang just boosting Fang Zhong’s morale?
Those with Fang Zhong didn’t engage with Su Yang’s group, but sat at different tables, drinking and chatting loudly. Especially the ones sitting close to Su Yang’s table, who were drinking and reciting poetry simultaneously.
Be it the treacherousness of the Shu roads or the profound depth of the poem about the solitary phoenix tree and the locked-in autumn, or the poem expressing the ebullience of youth, they mixed heroism with grace, making themselves seem like wandering poets, preluding their recitations with a drink to display their spirit. However, each time after reciting, they would sneak glances at Jeang Zier and Qi’er, feeling dejected upon noticing that the girls weren’t looking at them, and they would resume lamenting the changing fortunes of life and the hardships faced by the youth.
In short, these people were trying their best to catch the attention of Jeang Zier and Qi’er, but to no avail. On the contrary, as none of them were good drinkers, long before the meal was half over, seven or eight were already vomiting, making the atmosphere even more awkward.