Top-Tier Superpower Student

When Lin Tian rode his little donkey leisurely to the finish line, the treasured horse of Sweating Blood could no longer hold on, and collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

"Ouch!"

Wang Shao let out a pained scream, thrown to the ground, sprawling in every which way.

The contrast between Lin Tian's victory and the treasured horse of Sweating Blood's collapse was stark.

Even an ordinary horse should have easily bested a little donkey, yet the treasured horse of Sweating Blood was defeated, in such an astonishing manner.

This could only mean there was something wrong with the treasured horse of Sweating Blood.

Therefore, there was also something wrong with the owner of the horse, Wang Shao.

The treasured horse of Sweating Blood was clearly a useless horse, and Wang Shao couldn't possibly be unaware, so if Wang Shao still questioned giving it to Young Master Chu, then Wang Shao must have had ulterior motives.

The onlookers were abuzz with discussion—some speculated it was a personal conflict between Wang Shao and Young Master Chu, while others took it a step further, suggesting a dispute between Wang Shao's father and Young Master Chu's father, an internal conflict within the Qinglong Gang.

In short, all sorts of theories were thrown around.

Wang Shao managed to stand up, and seeing the odd looks in everyone's eyes, he really wanted to cry; he was wronged, even more so than the treasured horse of Sweating Blood.

On the other hand, Lin Tian led his little donkey over slowly and upon reaching Wang Shao, he blew out a breath and said, "Actually, I am a Horse Appraiser, and I saw through it early on. Your treasured horse of Sweating Blood is a fake. You've lost, and this horse has disgraced the name of the treasured horses of Sweating Blood. According to the agreement we made before, let's kill it!"

He lost, he truly lost.

Wang Shao found it a bit hard to accept this fact.

Killing the horse, to kill the treasured horse of Sweating Blood.

This was the treasured horse of Sweating Blood, the treasured horse of Sweating Blood!

Wang Shao thought for a moment and felt something was off. At home, when he rode the treasured horse of Sweating Blood, it was strong and fast; but how had it turned into a useless horse once it arrived here?

No, there must be some trickery at play.

It must be this brat's doing!

Wang Shao locked his gaze onto Lin Tian, clenching his fists tightly, crackling with fury.

The two bodyguards behind him understood and quickly ran towards Wang Shao.

"Kill him!"

Wang Shao bellowed, his murderous intent uncontrollable.

Lin Tian said, "This was what we agreed on beforehand—are you, the illustrious Wang Shao, unable to accept a loss? In the full view of all these people, are you going to disregard your honor and renege on the deal?"

Wang Shao roared, "Go, kill him—I, Wang Hao, need no lessons from him."

Several thugs rushed towards Lin Tian. Lin Tian was about to make a move, when, at that moment, Young Master Chu spoke up to stop the thugs.

"Hold it!"

The thugs halted, and Young Master Chu spoke, not for Lin Tian but for himself.

Now, aside from Wang Shao and Lin Tian, everyone believed that Wang Shao's treasured horse of Sweating Blood was simply a worthless horse and that Wang Shao had given the horse to Young Master Chu with ulterior motives.

Though no one knew what Wang Shao's motives were, one thing was certain: they were certainly not honorable.

Now, even Young Master Chu thought so.

Wolong Bay was under the jurisdiction of Young Master Chu's father; at the end of the day, Wolong Bay was Young Master Chu's territory. Wang Shao had offered him a useless horse in front of so many people, and Young Master Chu felt this was an insult from Wang Shao.

Although his status was not as high as Wang Shao's, if really provoked, he was not afraid of him.

"Young Master Chu, what are you doing?" Wang Shao asked.

Young Master Chu didn't answer, slowly withdrawing a half-meter long cleaver.

He walked unhurriedly towards the treasured horse of Sweating Blood.

His purpose was very clear, he wanted to kill the horse.

Wang Shao ran over, stood by the sweat-blood treasured horse, and shouted, "Brother Chu, there's definitely something fishy about this, this must be that kid's trick. This horse is a real sweat-blood treasured horse, and it took me the strength of nine bulls and two tigers to buy it. You must believe me, it's real, truly real!"

Seeing that the sweat-blood treasured horse couldn't run more than a hundred meters, Wang Shao still dared to claim it was a real one. At this moment, Young Master Chu truly wished he could split Wang Shao in half with a single sword strike.

Today, he had completely lost face; he waved his hand and fiercely shoved Wang Shao aside.

He roared loudly, "What use do I have for a useless horse that can't even run a hundred meters? Kill it!"

Along with a furious roar, Young Master Chu's blade pierced straight down, brutally stabbing into the great artery of the sweat-blood treasured horse.

The sweat-blood treasured horse let out a piercing neigh, blood gushing forth like a fountain, spraying over ten meters.

It struggled repeatedly, until at last, it closed its eyes.

A perfectly good sweat-blood treasured horse, just like that, died.

Even Lin Tian felt it was a pity.

Such a pity.

Wang Shao was at a loss for words; he knew that all of this was Lin Tian's doing, and he hated Lin Tian to death. The sweat-blood treasured horse—he had made such a big decision to gift it to Young Master Chu, yet it had not lived up to its worth. Instead of winning over Young Master Chu, it had led to a complete misunderstanding.

Attempting to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice used to lure it!

He had lost both his wife and his soldiers!

"Damn it, kill him!"

Here, he did not want to pick a fight with Young Master Chu, so he directed all his rage onto Lin Tian's head.

Several experts quickly lunged toward Lin Tian, who had intended to deal with it personally.

But at the crucial moment, he had a stroke of genius and decided to employ a bit of reverse psychology.

He shouted, "This is Wolong Bay, Young Master Chu's territory, if you want to kill me, you need Young Master Chu's agreement first. Could it be that you wish to usurp his place?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd nodded in agreement, thinking that Lin Tian's words were reasonable.

Using an inappropriate analogy, even when beating a dog, one must take the owner into account. Wang Shao, without Young Master Chu's consent, killing someone in Wolong Bay, and in front of Young Master Chu no less, was giving too little regard for Young Master Chu.

"Stop!"

Young Master Chu commanded.

He knew that this was Lin Tian's provocation, but he had to respond accordingly, with so many eyes watching. If Wang Shao killed Lin Tian right in front of him, wouldn't that prove that he was afraid of Wang Shao? With that, how could he continue to mix in this world?

Wang Shao furiously said, "Young Master Chu, this kid is trying to drive a wedge between us! Can't you see? Our brotherhood is deep. Can a few words from him destroy our relationship?"

Young Master Chu shouted, "Whether he is sowing discord or not is for me to decide. This is my territory. Whomever I want to kill, I kill. Whomever I want to release, I release!"

After speaking, the mighty ones behind Young Master Chu all charged out, giving Wang Shao menacing stares.

Wang Shao was indignant to the point of madness.

"Hmph!"

He turned around furiously and stormed off from the scene.

Today, the grudge between him and Young Master Chu was set, failing to become friends, and from now on, they might have to become enemies.

But Lin Tian wouldn't give them the chance to live to see that day.

"Many thanks, Young Master Chu, for your help!"

Lin Tian grinned at Young Master Chu, bowing with a face full of mockery and disdain.

Young Master Chu still remembered that his face had been trampled by Lin Tian, and he hadn't forgotten that enmity.

But he couldn't take action now, merely nodding indifferently, pretending as if nothing had happened.