Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System-Chapter 820 - 375: God? I’m Here to Beat Up Gods! (Part 2)

Chapter 820: Chapter 375: God? I’m Here to Beat Up Gods! (Part 2)

A young boy dressed in a red sleeveless hoodie stared intently at the two devouring their food, his eyes not filled with amazement at them, but only with craving for the food.

Watching them feast, the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but ooze a few drops of saliva.

"Boss!! Isn’t my big skewer supposed to be ready by now!!"

"Why isn’t it up yet!!"

The boy swallowed his saliva and shouted loudly.

The boss then came over with an apologetic face.

"Oh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, this distinguished guest, the food tonic skewers you ordered online just now are all limited editions, and today’s portion has been completely taken by these two."

"Please, look at something else, as compensation, I’ll give you a 30% discount."

Upon hearing this, the boy’s expression instantly changed, his tiger-like eyes widened: "What?? Gone!!"

"What’s with the limit, limited!! Don’t give me this hunger marketing trick!"

"You know how troublesome it is for young master me to come out! Today, I want those skewers on my table, one way or another!!"

While speaking, the boy grabbed the boss’s collar with one hand, his eyes were bloodshot and his voice was menacing.

A powerful and terrifying aura erupted instantly, as if in the dark, a three-headed and six-armed evil spirit appeared behind the boy, its scarlet and terrifying eyes fell right on the boss.

The boss’s cultivation was not weak, also a Fifth Realm Martial Artist, but as those eyes fixed on him, the boss felt a shiver run through his body, as if being dragged into Hell by that gaze in an instant.

The noise instantly attracted everyone’s attention, and many showed expressions of wanting to watch the commotion. The fact that someone dared to cause trouble in this restaurant meant their backer must be strong enough.

For someone like this kid to cause trouble here, he really must be tired of life.

Having just finished a whole beef leg, Su Tu was also drawn by the noise, glancing over sideways.

And almost as if by coincidence, at the moment Su Tu’s eyes looked over, the boy’s gaze bypassed the boss and collided with Su Tu’s.

Their gazes clashed and intertwined in the air, although it was their first meeting, Su Tu felt an indescribable agitation rising from his heart.

The feeling was delicate, something Su Tu had never encountered, if he must describe it...

He only felt that the boy was...

"Really deserves a beating..."

Su Tu quietly muttered, his hands under the table gently clenched into fists—this feeling was too odd.

Although it was their first time meeting, Su Tu simply felt that the other deserved to be hit, with no reason nor logic; his fists itched to punch him.

The boy paused, stared straight at Su Tu, released his grip on the boss, then his mouth lifted into an exaggerated smile.

"Hey!! Kid, seem like you ordered a lot of big skewers, right?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"How about honoring young master me with some!!"

The boy’s voice was mocking, full of undisguised provocation.

Le Yiwen, who was focused on eating, halted as he heard someone addressing his junior like that and was just about to say something.

But saw Su Tu stand up, patting Le Yiwen’s shoulder: "Senior Brother, you keep eating."

Upon hearing this, Le Yiwen didn’t even turn his head, just picked up another skewer, trusting his junior completely.

Yet in the next second, Le Yiwen’s body stiffened abruptly, he thought of a question:

Did the brat wipe his hands after eating the skewer earlier...?

Su Tu’s gaze shifted towards the boy not far away, speaking: "How about eating fists?"

Hearing these words, the smile on the boy’s face became even more exaggerated, his whole face almost overwhelmed by the curve.

"We’ll see then..."

Whoosh!!!!

Before he finished, a sound of a sonic boom echoed, and the boy’s figure vanished from his original spot, reappearing, his sharp fist heading towards Su Tu’s face.

"Is your fist hard enough!!"

The boy’s voice echoed by Su Tu’s ears as a punch like a falling meteor ripped through everything, weighing down.

The terrifying power rendered the surrounding air incredibly thin in an instant, forming a temporary vacuum area.

Yet against this punch, Su Tu’s body remained motionless, casually tilting his head to avoid what seemed a terrifying blow.

"Oh?" The boy saw his punch miss, his face growing more excited.

Without waiting for further reaction, Su Tu’s left hand already rested on the boy’s arm.

He spoke coolly: "Don’t disturb others eating."

And in the next moment...

Boom Boom Boom!!!

An invisible force erupted directly, Su Tu’s figure seemingly transformed into a void whirlwind, forcibly pulling the boy’s arm, pressing it into nothingness.

Bang!!!

Following, a thunderous sound like a lightning bolt opened up on the heavens.

Two figures appeared in the sky, now the boy distanced from Su Tu, one arm hanging limply at his side, continually bleeding as if broken.

Then, Su Tu and the boy exchanged another glance.

Suddenly, their figures transformed into thousands of residual shadows, engaging in fierce battle mid-air, a thousand strikes in an instant, myriad techniques.

On the ground, many noticed this unusual scene, but weaker martial artists didn’t even have the qualification to see all this, only catching glimpses of shadows interweaving.