I Am Supreme

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Han Kongqun's look at the moment was really quite good, more than enough for him to deal with any woman, or rather, any ordinary woman. As the saying went, all women loved handsome men.

But, he was not facing a woman.

Not only was she not a woman, she was not even a teenage girl. At best, she was just a little girl and had not yet developed the ability to appreciate a man as a woman.

To Yun Xiuxin, all of Han Kongqun's posturing was nothing but shadows or warning.

The more relaxed he behaved, the more she thought of him as a tough opponent, which made her raise her fighting will to 100% or even 120%.

And not only was she not interested in him, but she had also become extremely vigilant. This guy might be the strongest enemy she had ever faced, so she must go all out and fight with all her might.

Based on this mentality, she was more serious than ever, mustering all her strength and attacking without the slightest hesitation.

The ruffle of sword light produced a shooting star, one that could destroy anything. At this moment, she seemed to have merged with the sword. Her first attack was the strongest technique she knew, which was also the first style of the Saber Truth Yun Yang had taught her—the Merciless Blade!

Han Kongqun was in trouble.

His cultivation base was at the same level as Yun Xiuxin's. Even if the little girl was slightly stronger, their overall strength should be about the same; the gap between them was negligible.

He could definitely be regarded as a genius, for he already had such an amazing cultivation base at this young age. If he could focus and fight her, it would take at least a hundred rounds of exchanges before the outcome was decided. And with his fighting experience that was richer than Yun Xiuxin's, it was hard to say who would win the match in the end.

This was also the reason why he behaved so relaxed; his strong fighting strength was the source of his confidence.

He was confident that few could rival him among his peers. Therefore, it was not a delusion that Yun Xiuxin felt he was full of confidence, as if everything was under his control and he would certainly win the match.

But he made a fatal mistake: underestimating his opponent.

Han Kongqun was truly a genius, but he was too young and lacked experience. Moreover, Yun Xiuxin's appearance was too deceptive. At a glance, she was just a weak little girl, about thirteen, fourteen, or maybe fifteen years old. She was beautiful, charming, lovely, tender, weak, fair, delicate, childlike, adorable.

Nine out of ten grown men would want to bring a little girl like her home, either enjoying her soft body inch by inch or making her their slave and keeping her in captivity, not to mention Han Kongqun, who was only a teenager.

As someone who was a gentleman on the outside but a goat inside, Han Kongqun was no exception. It could be said that the moment he saw Yun Xiuxin, he had already fallen for her. Had he not, he would not have kept showing off himself.

However, just as he thought he was having an enjoyable conversation with Yun Xiuxin, the fairy-like little girl suddenly turned hostile and attacked him. She struck out with her sword, and the strike was a fierce and terrifying move that he had never seen before.

As the sword light wheeled, even her figure was nowhere to be found. On the other side, Han Kongqun's hand was still on the hilt as he had not yet unsheathed his sword. He was still posturing and trying to attract glances.

"I…hold on…" In the face of the aggressive attack, he only had the time to shriek and then Yun Xiuxin already rushed through him with the sword.

Yes, she rushed through his body.

The tip of the sword was what made contact with him first, and then it stabbed through the skin and ripped the flesh. Probably because her force was too strong and her speed was too fast, she actually forced her way through the small wound and came out of his back.

Han Kongqun still hovered in mid-air in his gentlemanly posture. However, the expression on his face was one of disbelief and horror.

There was a big hole between his chest and abdomen.

If truth be told, it was only a hole as big as a bowl. Through the round hole, one could see Yun Xiuxin, who had just pierced through the body, the white figure that was rushing forward due to the great momentum. She still looked cute, lovely, petite, and fragile, but no one would think that she was weak and could be bullied now.

The outcome of the match was decided as soon as the sword pierced his body. Han Kongqun saw darkness creep into his eyes, and he looked up as he fell to the ground. Even then, a kinky thought came to him, 'Her waist sure is tiny…'

Then, the man who had a tender heart for all women could feel and see nothing anymore.

…

Du Yangfan's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he had transformed into a volcano that was about to erupt.

Yun Yang, on the other hand, sighed and said in a faint voice, "What a pity! This brother Han is outstanding in both appearance and demeanor, but he underestimated his enemy too much. If he were not so careless, it is hard to say who would win the match in the end."

It was just as well that he did not speak, because when he did, Du Yangfan felt the anger inside him almost bursting out. If he could not choke it back, he feared he would explode like a powder keg.

Meanwhile, Han Kongqun was resurrected in the field.

With a blank face, he looked down at his chest, then turned to look at Yun Xiuxin, who had returned to her master excitedly and was talking noisily, beaming and gesticulating…

The match was over.

But, Han Kongqun suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of anger and shame. "Bit*h! How dare you use a honey trap on me!" He stamped his foot and roared, "Come over here! I'll cut you to pieces!"

He roared and screamed in the field as if there was no one else present, his face red with anger from the humiliation he had received. But, he suddenly heard a voice that was many times angrier than his ring out from the high stand, "The match is over! Get out of here!"

It was Huo Yunfeng.

At this moment, his anger was evident from both his words and expression. It could no longer be contained. Had it not been because of his current status as the executive officer who presided over the challenge, he might have flayed Han Kongqun.

'Damnit! You did it on purpose, didn't you? You mean to make me lose this astronomical sum of supreme-grade spiritual jade, don't you? How could you be so careless and underestimate your opponent in a match that will decide the fate of two sects? How could you be so lecherous in such a serious event? Are you sick? How long have you not seen a woman? How hungry and lonely are you? Tell me, how many fuc*ing lives have you not seen a woman for? How could you stand there and let someone pierce your heart with a sword? Are you fuc*ing insane!'