Supernatural Insight Eyes Chapter 163 - 163 0161 unstoppable

163: 0161 unstoppable 163: 0161 unstoppable Why has he co?

He’s attacking our club mbers.

How arrogant!

This guy definitely did it on purpose, starting a fight right in front of the club—there’s no better word to describe him than arrogant.

Cui Zisong suddenly stirred up the nearby club mbers.

Instantly, all eyes were on him.

In those eyes was a aning that Cui Zisong fully understood, though he didn’t care.

Although he had lost to Ye Qiu, he didn’t think much of the other mbers of the martial arts club.

The mbers of the martial arts club were buzzing with talk.

It was the first ti soone had co to their doorstep to provoke them.

Especially since this person was no stranger, it was Cui Zisong, the president of Jingdu University’s martial arts club, who, just a few days ago, had been boasting around the campus that he wanted another battle with Ye Qiu.

Anyone interested in martial arts has a competitive spirit, especially the hot-blooded young generation.

Seeing one of their mates thrown to the ground by Cui Zisong, three mbers approached furiously, determined to get an explanation.

Cui Zisong beckoned them with his finger.

Knowing that they might not be a match for Cui Zisong in single combat, they exchanged glances and decided to attack together.

However, they still underestimated Cui Zisong’s strength.

As the three rushed at him, Cui Zisong stood his ground, sidestepped the first attacker’s punch, then swiftly grabbed the first man’s collar and, with a fierce double-handed effort, threw him out.

The other two, attacking simultaneously, didn’t escape Cui Zisong’s maneuver either.

He threw them over his shoulder, smashing them hard onto the ground, leaving them unable to stand up for a while.

Cui Zisong’s actions were clean and fluid, leaving the remaining mbers of the martial arts club showing signs of surprise and being intimidated by his strength.

“So weak.” Cui Zisong smoothed his collar and comnted.

The club mbers before him felt the formidable strength of Cui Zisong, and a wave of pressure instantly hit them, making them feel that he was invincible—even a group attack might not match him.

Cui Zisong casually scanned the faces before him.

The apprehension in each one brought him satisfaction, but soon he noticed soone sitting on the ground so distance behind these people, not looking his way.

Who is that aloof person?

Cui Zisong ignored everyone in front of him and slowly walked forward, and many mbers of the martial arts club moved aside to let him pass.

It was not until Cui Zisong got close that he was surprised to recognize the person.

It was Liu Hu, the one who had recently been defeated by him twice.

“Haha, so it’s still you, the sa old loser.”

Hearing Cui Zisong’s scorn, Liu Hu coldly chuckled indifferently, “I admit I’m not your match, but don’t forget, there’s always soone better out there, and I won’t always be weaker than you,” Liu Hu said with confidence.

“Haha, I’m actually looking forward to that day coming sooner.”

“Where’s Ye Qiu?” Cui Zisong asked directly.

“Him?

I don’t know,” replied Liu Hu, shaking his head.

Hearing Cui Zisong ask about Ye Qiu, Liu Hu didn’t know Ye Qiu’s whereabouts but he could guess Cui Zisong’s motive—most likely, he wanted to reclaim the pride he lost last ti in a fight with Ye Qiu.

Because the Cui Zisong of now was nothing like the Cui Zisong of the past!

While Liu Hu was deep in thought,

a woman’s voice drifted over, causing Cui Zisong to lift his head and look at the newcor.

“Beating up the people of my martial arts club to the point that no one dares to step forward, President Cui Zisong, you sure have great authority,” she said.

The owner of the voice slowly approached, and Cui Zisong saw a face with a commanding presence—it was Lan Bing, the president of the martial arts club.

Suddenly seeing Lan Bing appear, Cui Zisong shifted his gaze to her.

The woman before him was not soone to ss with.

“However, President Cui, your arrogance doesn’t belong in Jingdu University.

Why are you bringing it to my club?” Lan Bing’s remark was purely a tease and a taunt.

“President Lan Bing, haha, I’ve always been curious if you had been the first to fight that day, which of us would have erged victorious?” Cui Zisong chuckled, his gaze lingering on Lan Bing’s chest, feeling an urge to grab fiercely.

“I think I’d like to try now.

How about we exchange a few moves?” Cui Zisong’s eyes sparkled with eagerness.

As the president, Lan Bing naturally had to regain face for her mbers who had been bullied.

“I also want to see how strong you’ve beco from learning with those from the island nation,” Lan Bing replied.

As the confrontation between President Lan Bing and the arrogant Cui Zisong was about to erupt, the martial arts club mbers around them retreated several steps, fearing they’d be caught in the crossfire.

Whoosh!

Both of them moved simultaneously.

Both Lan Bing and Cui Zisong, at the sa ti, displayed their skills and charged at each other.

Thump thump!

Their brief encounter, their palms colliding, made Lan Bing take a half step back.

She didn’t back down but surged forward again.

A smile was on Cui Zisong’s face as he struck his palm directly on Lan Bing’s shoulder, breaking through Lan Bing’s attack instantly.

Lan Bing turned around and executed a “Black Tiger Steals Heart,” aiming at Cui Zisong’s chest from an extrely tricky angle.

Cui Zisong’s hands instantly crossed in defense, turning into a giant lock, trapping all of Lan Bing’s movents.

His hands, like the claws of a tiger, held Lan Bing so tightly she couldn’t move.

So fast!

Lan Bing was shocked by Cui Zisong’s techniques.

His response and counter-attack speeds were extraordinarily fast, quite different from the image she had of him before.

Could this really be the skills taught by that man from the island nation?

Lan Bing was montarily stunned.

She couldn’t contend with Cui Zisong as he currently was.

It seed that no one in the martial arts club could handle Cui Zisong right now.

His strength hadn’t just improved a little—it had increased massively.

Perhaps only Ye Qiu’s arrival could subdue Cui Zisong’s arrogance, Lan Bing thought.

But then again, why would Ye Qiu suddenly appear in the martial arts club?

That guy had been missing for half a month and had no idea Cui Zisong would co to cause trouble in the club.

“Haha, President Lan Bing, it seems you have disappointed ,” Cui Zisong was very pleased with his own strength, his ti dedicated to pursuing karate had not been in vain.

“The Ye Qiu you’re looking for is not here,” Lan Bing said, trying to get Cui Zisong to leave before he went too far.

“I know,” Cui Zisong laughed loudly, then said, “But, I believe as long as you’re here, he will definitely show up, right?”

“Hehe…” Lan Bing sneered coldly, looking at the sowhat deranged Cui Zisong.

“I’m not in a hurry, I can wait right here,” Cui Zisong found a chair, sat down, and the martial arts club mbers huddled together not far away, dreading being targeted by Cui Zisong.

“Beautiful President, it seems the mbers of your martial arts club aren’t of high quality.

They’re all cowards, sizzling, really interesting,” Cui Zisong quietly watched everything unfolding before him, not forgetting to strike at Lan Bing.

His words turned the faces of those people red with embarrassnt.

So wanted to react, but Lan Bing stopped them with a look.

Right now, Cui Zisong was invincible.

At least among those present, none could match him.

“I heard soone was looking for .

I wonder who might be calling out by na?”

Just as Lan Bing was contemplating whether she truly should call Ye Qiu, she suddenly heard that familiar voice.

Her body shook, and she subconsciously said, “He’s here!”

Cui Zisong’s eyes turned into two harsh, cold blades, fiercely shooting towards the doorway where a figure stood.

Ye Qiu!

Cui Zisong had worked up so much sweat trying to defeat the owner of that face.

The guy finally showed up, and today he intended to beat Ye Qiu severely right here, in front of all the students of Zhongshan University, leaving him utterly disgraced.

“I’ve waited a long ti for you!” Cui Zisong abruptly stood, rubbed his neck making cracking sounds, and approached Ye Qiu with a smile.