Falling heavily to the ground, one must know that the floor was polished marble, and this fall was solid and painful, causing Su Hang to grimace in pain, taking a long time to catch his breath.
"Su Hang!" Qin Shiyu and Shuai Yu, upon seeing this, exclaimed in shock and quickly ran over to help Su Hang up from the ground.
Su Hang looked up and saw a gray-clothed old man standing before him, in his fifties or sixties, with grayish-white hair and a slightly hunched figure. To describe him in one word, he was a mess.
At this moment, the old man was looking at Su Hang with a dark expression, and Xue Qi seemed to have just come to his senses, his face showing lingering fear. If it weren't for the old man's intervention, he would definitely be lying on the ground, singing the "Chrysanthemum Withered" song.
"Old man, who are you?" Su Hang frowned, looking at the suddenly appearing old man, his expression very unpleasant. Without a doubt, it was this old man who had ambushed him just now.
"Hmph!" The old man snorted coldly, "Little boy, didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?"
The tone of his voice made Su Hang extremely uncomfortable.
Su Hang chuckled, "Did your parents ever teach you that ambushing from behind is the act of a scoundrel? At your age, you're still relying on your seniority. Some people can be called elders, but others are just old scoundrels."
His words were sharp and full of innuendo. The current Su Hang was not the same as before; he didn't care who was standing in front of him. Even if it were the Son of Heaven, he would still scold without hesitation.
"Quite a sharp-tongued boy." The old man's face turned even darker upon hearing this.
"Quite an old scoundrel who ambushes from behind." Su Hang was not to be outdone, retorting with a single sentence.
The old man suppressed his anger, "Do you have the nerve to call me an ambusher? Didn't you also try to ambush from behind just now? If I hadn't intervened in time, my young master would have been ambushed by you, right?"
"Your young master?" Su Hang's lips curled slightly upon hearing this, "I thought he was some big shot, but it turns out he's just a lapdog of a big shot. Haha!"
The "haha" carried a wealth of meaning, the slightly curled lips and the slightly slanted gaze showing disdain, contempt, and outright disdain.
The old man, upon hearing this, could not possibly hold back, his beard bristling, "Using such despicable tactics, I can see you're no good person. Daring to lay a hand on my young master, today I, Wu, will teach you a lesson."
Is he going to attack? Su Hang turned to look at Xue Qi, "Young Master Xue, is this how we compete? Are we allowed to bring in reinforcements?"
Xue Qi's face turned extremely unpleasant upon hearing this. He wanted to scold the old man but seemed to be afraid. His face turned green and purple as he was mocked by Su Hang, clearly feeling his dignity wounded.
"Uncle Wu, step aside. I was careless just now. This time, I'll beat him so hard he'll be rolling on the ground in pain." The old man was about to attack, but Su Hang's provocation made Xue Qi step forward, blocking the old man behind him, like a rooster ready to fight, staring directly at Su Hang.
"Master, this person's tactics are too despicable. Let me handle it," the old man said.
Xue Qi was about to speak, but Su Hang interrupted, "I think you should stop arguing. Even if I beat you, what difference would it make? This old man will definitely intervene. I don't want to play your dirty game."
"What? You call me dirty?" Xue Qi's face turned red with anger.
"Isn't that the case?" Su Hang replied with disdain, "We agreed it would be a one-on-one competition. If this old man hadn't intervened, we would have already decided the winner. If you want to fight me again, fine, but I can't take this hit in vain. Let this old man bend over and let me kick him, and then I'll fight you."
"Ridiculous!"
The old man was furious, his eyes blazing with boundless killing intent. Su Hang felt a chill run down his spine, as if a hungry tiger was staring at him, ready to pounce and tear him apart. The temperature in the hall seemed to drop several degrees.
"Su Hang, I really admire your courage. There are some people in this world you simply can't afford to offend," Xue Qi sneered at Su Hang, "Uncle Wu, grab him. I haven't played 'Thousand Years of Suffering' in a long time. Since he likes to play, I'll play with him today."
A wicked smile on his lips, Xue Qi had changed his mind. He no longer wanted to compete with Su Hang but wanted to play something more exciting.
Su Hang was quite taken aback. This guy with a severe case of middle school syndrome was completely unpredictable. Provocation didn't work; instead, it got him into trouble.
"Don't worry, Master, I'll make sure you have fun," the old man said coldly, his gaze falling on Su Hang, "Boy, your lightness skill is good. I'll give you a three-second head start."
"Damn!"
Su Hang could clearly feel the old man's anger. Moreover, this old man's strength was probably even greater than the young man's. Although the old man was thin and seemed to be blown away by the wind, Su Hang was sure that if they fought, he would not be a match for the old man.
Without any hesitation, Su Hang turned and used the Divine Step technique, taking mysterious steps and heading straight for the hotel entrance. If he didn't run now, when would he?
"Three, two, one!"
The old man raised three fingers, and as the last finger dropped, he shot forward like a bolt of lightning.
Su Hang was in a sorry state. When he reached the hotel entrance, he found the door locked, and he couldn't get out in a hurry. Turning back, he saw the old man already chasing after him, so he quickly turned and ran to the side.
However, after just a few steps, he felt a gust of wind behind him. Before he could turn around, his neck was grabbed.
It wasn't because Su Hang was slow, but because the gap in their realms was too great. This old man was terrifying. In front of him, Su Hang had no chance of resistance.
Shuai Yu and Qin Shiyu, watching from the side, were already dumbfounded. Not to mention the old man, even Su Hang's speed was far beyond what ordinary people could achieve.
Thud!
The old man casually threw Su Hang, who landed in front of Xue Qi like a sandbag, rolling on the ground, dazed and disoriented.
"Damn, old man, how dare you hit my brother." Shuai Yu, seeing Su Hang being bullied, immediately came to his senses. This hothead didn't care if he was a match for the old man. His head heated up, and he immediately clenched his fists and charged at the old man.
The old man took two steps and was in front of Shuai Yu. He pointed his right finger at Shuai Yu's shoulder, and Shuai Yu immediately felt as if he had been electrocuted, collapsing on the ground, his body numb and unresponsive.
"Brother!"
Qin Shiyu exclaimed in shock and rushed over. Just as she was about to help Shuai Yu, the old man pressed her shoulder, and she immediately collapsed like a noodle, limp on the ground.