The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 999 - 996: Descending from the Sky

This subtle scene caught everyone’s attention, and they nodded secretly.

It seems that the discord between Qian Feishun and Qian Haiyu is true.

The banquet began, everyone ate happily, chatting about interesting topics, making the atmosphere even better.

The representative of the Zhao Family today was not Zhao Heisha, but an elderly man whose face was slightly red.

He asked, "Brother Feishun is retiring; the Martial Arts Circle in Beijing will no longer be worth paying attention to."

Qian Feishun shook his head and smiled, "Brother Zhao, you’re mistaken. A certain leader once said that the future belongs to the young. We’ve occupied this stage for too many years; it’s time to recognize our position and leave the stage to the young."

Another elder shook his head and said, "Today’s young generation is getting worse with each generation. In the past, we had our ways, but we always managed to uphold the face of the world. Now, however, even with so many Martial Arts prodigies, they can’t handle an outsider!"

The word ’outsider’ made everyone’s faces turn unnatural.

Qin Hao, dominating the headlines of Beijing’s Martial Arts for days, was gaining more and more fame, and more people were investigating his background.

When his true background came to light, elders from several patriarchal families felt as if they had eaten something foul.

It turned out he was from that shameless Ancient Martial Alliance.

Because years ago, the Ancient Martial Alliance attempted to invade Beijing.

Those from the Major Clans harbored deep prejudices against them.

Now, the most detested force’s new generation had taken the top spot in the same generation in Beijing, leaving no one in a good mood.

An elder cursed, "It’s been a while since that maniac, with his exceptionally vile mouth, has been around. If not for the respect due to seniority, I would have already knocked his teeth out!"

Another elder teased, "I heard your grandson went to challenge Qin Hao, and before he even acted, he was knocked out by a mere aura. Old ghost, if you’re going, be careful, because your fragile heart isn’t much better than your grandson’s!"

"Screw you!"

That elder cursed with a laugh, "Don’t talk about me; wasn’t your disciple also beaten to the ground by Qin Hao?"

"Let’s not talk about it!"

That elder said with frustration, "Zhu Biao, that kid has been so down since his defeat, he doesn’t even want to eat all year. I don’t even know what to say to him."

"You still have it better. My two sons, before they challenged him, were inseparable. They ate, bathed, practiced martial arts, and slept together every day to develop synergy and mental connection. And now? They can’t stand each other, fighting at home every day."

The person complaining had a look of helplessness.

Everyone knew his sons were the famous twins, the Black and White Double Assassins.

Amidst the complaints, Qian Jinhua was eavesdropping intently for some unknown reason.

The more people talked about how their disciples or descendants were miserably beaten by Qin Hao, the more pleasantly she felt.

Thinking carefully, the humiliation she suffered from Qin Hao wasn’t much after all.

It was just a flick on the chest, at least she didn’t peel or lose flesh, right?

Thinking about her chest, she instinctively looked down, wondering, was it really that big? Why did he always like to flick there?

After chatting for a while, the topic shifted, "Old Brother Feishun, what did you mean by the drama you’re talking about?"

Qian Feishun glanced at the time, "It’s about to start."

Amidst the crowd’s confusion, he stood up and said, "I invite everyone in the hall to follow me upstairs."

Saying this, he turned and went up the stairs. Qian Jinhua stayed close to his side.

Although puzzled, everyone still followed him.

The top floor of the Qian Family Villa had a flat space.

It was over two hundred square meters, surrounded by intricately carved fish and dragon railings.

At this moment, a stone platform about fifty square meters was set up. On each side was a row of prepared benches.

The crowd was very puzzled.

Wasn’t he going to retire?

Why was there a platform here? Could it be that Qian Feishun wanted to challenge someone before retiring?

Everyone present was shrewd and saw through the reason instantly.

So who was worth his challenge?

Qian Feishun had lived long enough that those stronger than him in the past were almost all buried.

Could it be Qian Haiyu?

Impossible, he was the Patriarch, and his Martial Arts skills hadn’t improved much, certainly not Qian Feishun’s match.

Amidst the confusion, Qian Feishun clapped his hands.

Crunch!

White beams of light shone from both sides.

The crowd saw that cameras had already been set up on either side.

This was prepared for the heroes outside the villa.

Now everything on the rooftop could be seen on the huge LCD screen in the garden.

Outside the villa, people were astonished.

An imposing man mumbled, "Why disturb my drinking out of nowhere!"

"Zhu Biao, a man shouldn’t be discouraged; it’s just one defeat!"

Someone consoled him.

It turned out the imposing man was Zhu Biao.

He downed a gulp of strong liquor and cursed, "Zhang Kang, do you think everyone is as weak as you! You darn lost to Qin Hao and still have the face to eat, drink, and be merry, with no ambition. You’re unfit to be a martial artist!"

Zhang Kang laughed angrily, "But I’m doing better than you! At least I’m still practicing martial arts, preparing for a proper revenge!"

A pair of twins walked past, keeping their distance from each other, seemingly having substantial gaps.

Zhang Kang bitterly smiled, "It’s over, Black and White Double Assassins were broken up by Qin Hao!"

Old Bai ignored the remark, "What’s Elder Qian planning after all?"

Old Hei sneered, "None of your business!"

"Why are you shouting!"

Old Bai shouted back defiantly.

"I’m calling you a coward!"

The two began bickering back and forth.

Only then did Zhang Kang and Zhu Biao understand.

The reason the twins were arguing was because one had fallen that day, yet the other survived.

Thus, everyone was quite annoyed.

"Alright, stop arguing. We weren’t wronged losing to Qin Hao."

Zhang Kang said seriously, "To be honest, my master said that even if he went up, he might not be a match for Qin Hao."

"Really!"

Zhu Biao was amazed and felt a bit better.

If it was true that even a Grandmaster couldn’t beat Qin Hao, then losing one good match wasn’t so disgraceful?

"It’s absolutely true!" Zhang Kang said earnestly, "Or why do you think I’m acting so normal? You have to realize, none of you here had it as bad as I did! I was..."

Mid-sentence, his face turned red, not wanting to feel ashamed any longer.

"Sigh!"

The four disappointed people shook their heads, suddenly widening their eyes as they looked at the person suddenly appearing on the big screen.

My gosh, speaking of Cao Cao, and here he is!

On the rooftop.

Amidst the confused yet curious looks, Qian Feishun stood on the ring, "I am here awaiting your grand arrival, what about you?"

He gazed towards the sky.

The crowd couldn’t comprehend, was the one he wanted to challenge coming from the sky?

The next moment.

Whoosh!

A figure floated down from the sky. Upon landing, it was a striking young man.

He wore a black night outfit, as if he could blend into the night, a natural and gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

Standing there casually, his aura instantly radiated out.

Many people had not seen this young man.

But in that instant, they all had one thought.

Qin Hao!