Chapter 495 A burden that genius cannot bear
Long Aotian's expression was as cold as a killer's.
Sun Hu had never seen such a gaze in his life.
People from martial arts families had seen all sorts of ruthless, fierce, violent, angry types...
But Long Aotian's gaze was like Death coming to claim a soul.
Looking again at Sima Jiannan, he was actually also coming towards him.
"No... eh? You two are wrong! Shouldn't you... try to win me over, strive to cooperate with me? Why do you want to hit me?"
Sima Jiannan said: "Hey, you're in the way. Either surrender and leave the stage immediately, or I'll beat you until you surrender and leave the stage."
Long Aotian also said: "Don't waste my time, hurry up and admit defeat."
Sun Hu was so angry he almost cried.
"No... according to common sense... no, a normal person would... ai!?"
Sun Hu was extremely anxious: "I worked so hard to advance to this round yesterday, I even called my mom and dad. At least let me have some experience, right?"
Sima Jiannan smiled: "Brother Long, he wants an experience."
Long Aotian said: "Then let's let him experience it."
The two took a step forward together.
"Stop!" Sun Hu gritted his teeth: "I admit defeat! I admit defeat, alright? A pair of turtle bastards!"
"Hmm?" The two raised their eyebrows together, their gazes fierce: "What did you just say?"
"I said..."
Sun Hu clasped his hands in a prayer gesture: "Convinced! Convinced, two big brothers! You are fierce! I'm going down the mountain!"
Sun Hu turned around and cried aggrievedly: "Too humiliating, wuwuwu... where's a normal person... wuwuwu..."
The host said excitedly: "Unexpected! What was originally a three-person chaotic battle has now become a duel between two heroes! Is the scion of the Jinlin noble family superior, or will one of the Chen family's dark horse three brothers continue to ride the wind and waves!? Let us wait and see!"
The entire audience was as quiet as if someone had pressed the mute button.
Sima Jiannan took a deep breath: "Finally, I can fight you one on one."
Long Aotian didn't speak, just looked at him.
Sima Jiannan smiled: "In my thirteenth year, I defeated my first master. I once worshipped him, admired him, even revered him. But... when I discovered in terror that my talent was enough for me to completely crush my beliefs in an overwhelming manner, I felt deep fear."
Sima Jiannan's voice was so peaceful, so calm.
"After that, I began to cross one high mountain after another. However, talent, like a magic spell, gave me an endless stream of power, but also made me lose happiness."
Long Aotian still looked at him, not speaking.
"You know, being a genius is very lonely."
Sima Jiannan looked at his own hand, slowly clenching his fist: "The Zhang family's Tianmen Dan is a good thing. Similarly advancing to Tiansimen, I will also be that kind of invincible existence. But, coming to the arena here, hehe..."
Sima Jiannan smiled, a smile so desolate, so painful.
"I discovered that the people here, not a single one is worth my serious attention!"
"Do you know that feeling, standing at the peak, among peers, yet never being able to have a hearty, unrestrained fight?"
Long Aotian put on a straight face, his gaze becoming even colder.
"That is a bone-deep loneliness! You wouldn't understand. At least, you can still fight with them, they can still respond somewhat to your fists. And what about me?"
Sima Jiannan raised both fists and roared angrily: "I have never been defeated! Never! Not even once! Who can understand my pain!?"
"Who can!?"
"Who!?"
Long Aotian suppressed his anger, lowered his head, rubbing his Jingming acupoint (inner corner of the eye).
Sima Jiannan pointed domineeringly at Long Aotian: "Until I saw you!"
Sima Jiannan wiped away his tears, a crazy excitement in his eyes:
"Your violence! Your domineering aura! Your coldness! Your arrogance..."
"Thoroughly aroused my interest!"
"Your unremarkable true qi, your clumsy fists and feet, your habit of showing off whenever you get the chance! Yet in this place where a group of rookies peck at each other, you enjoy the pursuit of thousands, receive undeserved praise!"
"Hahaha!"
"So I am very sure! Defeating you with my own hands! Tearing you apart! Trampling you! Trampling you underfoot is the happiest thing I can think of right now!"
"Long Aotian, do you know how lonely, how solitary I was before meeting you? Come on, bring out all your skills!"
"Promise me, don't fall too early, let me also enjoy it once, enjoy a hearty, unrestrained battle!"
"Even if only a little bit, let me feel that you are at least an opponent who can return a few blows!"
"Falling under my fists will be the glory of your lifetime!"
"Glory—!"
The referee got anxious: "Are you two going to fight or not?"
Long Aotian nodded.
The referee said irritably: "Each take three steps back."
Both took three steps back.
The referee walked to Long Aotian's side: "Go for it, kill him."
Long Aotian looked at the referee coldly, just nodded slightly.
Sima Jiannan laughed heartily: "You want to listen to this trash referee, go for it! Kill me! Little brother! Hahaha! Ahahaha!"
The referee gritted his teeth, looked back at the judges' table, nodded once.
Ding Ling!
Sima Jiannan took his stance, his gaze sharp: "Come on! Long Aotian, let me see your..."
Bang—!
In that instant, Sima Jiannan's entire face deformed.
His eyeballs bulged out.
His entire body spun directly, like a badminton shuttlecock hit flying, flying out horizontally.
Bang! Crashed into the corner post, then fell to the ground.
The entire audience was stunned.
Long Aotian slowly paced: "Originally wanted to instantly kill you quickly, but you really know how to draw hatred, you really are... just... why is your mouth so damn garrulous?"
Long Aotian kicked Sima Jiannan's head, who had just climbed up. This kick sent him spinning from this corner post, scraping along the ground to the other corner post, bang! hitting his waist, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"No, just these few moves of yours, what's there to show off? Aiya my god, still lonely, still solitary! Even shed a few drops of cat pee (tears), on what grounds? What's in your head?"
"Make it clear, your master is trash, true. You can defeat trash, doesn't mean you aren't trash. My god, you even act so damn pained, isn't it disgusting?"
Sima Jiannan persisted in climbing up, already unable to distinguish directions, searching for a long time.
"No-not right... how..."
Long Aotian said: "Didn't you just want a hearty fight? Come come come, I'll accompany you! To hell with you!"
Bang—!
One move knocked Sima Jiannan down.
"This time I'll definitely let you have a good time. Didn't you never lose? Didn't you want me to somewhat... somewhat... respond a bit? Now you also respond a bit, okay? Come come come, you respond!"
Bang—!
"Damn you respond!"
"Showing off talent with me?"
Long Aotian domineeringly turned back and pointed at Lu Chengwen and Zhao Ritian: "You just haven't met those two. Do you know what kind of life I lived before meeting them?"
Sima Jiannan grabbed the safety rope and climbed up: "How... how is it possible..."
"Your weakness limits your imagination. You think defeating a few third-rate characters makes you invincible under heaven, think what you've seen is already the world's strongest contestant?"
"Still damn well experience your pain, have you experienced my pain?"
"My damn chrysanthemum was... let's not mention that!"
"I was beaten by that who until I sprayed... let's not talk about this either!"
"Even my own younger brother... you damn understand jack shit!"
Bang!
One kick sent Sima Jiannan flying up over two meters, face up, then crashing onto the ring.
Sima Jiannan lay on the ground, gasping for breath, saw Long Aotian as if seeing a ghost, but his body could no longer move.
Long Aotian squatted down, looking at him.
"Not pained anymore? Sober now? Recognized yourself now?"
"Geniuses are very lonely, but it really isn't your turn. This kind of pain has absolutely nothing to do with you!"
"When you have time, go out more. Damn you, if you have guts, go to Xuecheng! There, many people more awesome than you have been tortured into dogs by Chen Sanliang."
Long Aotian patted his face: "You go to Xuecheng and show off, try it. If you can come home with even one pair of underpants, I'll consider you a hero!"
Over there, Old Master Zhang turned back to ask Zhang Jiucheng: "Is the Chen family in Xuecheng?"
Zhang Jiucheng shook his head, then said: "Not far from Xuecheng. Actually, belongs to the suburbs of a surrounding city, closer to Xuecheng."
The Old Master said: "Isn't that very close to the city where Shen'er works?"
"Mm."
The Old Master nodded: "Then it's not strange why Shen'er knows the Chen brothers."
Zhang Jiucheng said: "Chen Sanliang... so domineering? Looking at it, he seems to be the most amiable among the three brothers."
The Old Master smiled: "People ah, cannot be judged by appearance. Chen Sanliang has almost never truly made a move. Today, hope to see his true colors."
Sima Jiannan looked at Long Aotian, eyes full of confusion: "How... how... how... possible..."
Long Aotian looked at his expression: "Aiya, this deathly appearance of yours is exactly the same as when I met those two in Xuecheng. No matter how you don't understand, things just happened like this! Did you have a hearty fight? Want to get up... respond a bit?"
Sima Jiannan cried, shook his head: "Since Yu was born, why was Liang also..." (Famous line from Romance of the Three Kingdoms, expressing despair at being outshone by a rival)
"Ai you this bastard!"
Long Aotian pulled him up and continued beating: "Dage Yu and Liang were opponents, could wrestle wrists. You are being thrashed by me. All your painful emotions are misplaced, don't belong to you!"
"What's there for you to be pained about? The people in this world who can instantly kill you are countless! You should ask yourself, why so weak, so stupid, so dumb, so idiotic, so cocky, so brainless, so trash..."
Sima Jiannan finally collapsed limply on the ground.
Only then did the referee slowly say: "Sima Jiannan, admit defeat? If not, continue."
Sima Jiannan looked at the referee, just cried.
He could no longer speak, nor make a surrender gesture.
The referee sighed: "Why act like this? Someone, carry him away."
Sun Ze wiped the sweat beads from his forehead in his seat, still shaken.
Thought Chen Sanjin might be very strong, but to instantly kill Sima Jiannan, beat him like a child!
This was too shocking!
"No, your second younger brother is too fierce!"
Lu Chengwen nodded: "Yes, my second younger brother is invincible under heaven."
"But I just heard his tone, seems like there's not much harmony between you brothers either?"
Sun Ze looked at Lu Chengwen, found Lu Chengwen's expression frighteningly grave.
His pair of eyes stared intently at Chen Sanjin on the field.
Expression resolute, brows furrowed tightly, gaze cold.
Looking again at his hand, clenched into a fist.