"Despicable!" Leon Lin really is shameless, attacking without warning—Evan Chu could only hurriedly throw out a palm to meet Leon's fist.
One was prepared, the other caught off guard; one at the fourth level of the Profound Martial Realm, the other only at the first. Leon Lin's punch sent Evan Chu staggering back several steps—he reacted quickly, or else that blow could've left him seriously injured.
Just one punch left Evan Chu unable to fight back—Leon Lin was thrilled.
"Do you admit defeat? Don't say I didn't give you a chance!" Leon Lin said arrogantly to Evan Chu.
"Honestly, I'd love to finish you off with one punch. But then my third sister might blame me—after all, finding a husband who matches her status isn't easy. Trash will always be trash!"
Evan Chu's eyes nearly spat fire. "I submit to your sister! Sneak-attacking someone isn't worth a damn! If you've got guts, come at me fair and square!"
"Stubborn as a dead duck! I'll show you just how strong I am—and let you taste true stellar force!" With that, Leon Lin grabbed Evan Chu and tossed him aside.
But this time Evan Chu was ready—he didn't fall to the ground. Still, getting beaten down in just one move made the Chu Family lose face, especially Dominic Chu, whose expression was so dark it looked like he could wring water from it.
Evan Chu talked tough, but inside he was deeply shocked. Leon Lin's attack power was no joke—he felt he had no chance of winning. The gap in cultivation was just too huge.
Just as Evan Chu was worrying, that mysterious voice echoed in his mind again: "Kid, beating this punk is easy. Use your stellar force against him, and he'll lose miserably!"
The sudden voice of the mysterious Sword Spirit made Evan Chu's heart jolt—but right after, his face fell in disappointment.
Use stellar force against him? That’s like an egg smashing into a rock—Evan’s own stellar force was basically nonexistent, so how could he possibly fight back?
"Even if you want me dead, don’t give me such a lousy idea! Stellar force, huh—like that’s gonna work!" Evan Chu grumbled inwardly.
"Just do as I say, no more nonsense! But there’s one condition—you have to promise me that after you beat him, you’ll marry the Third Young Miss. It’s all benefit, no downside, and the benefits are huge!"
"Again with this? Can’t you just explain it clearly?" Evan Chu was desperate to know the answer.
Just then, Leon Lin moved—brilliant starlight suddenly flared all over his body, and he lunged at Evan Chu with a punch, faster than lightning.
"Stellar force?" Evan Chu cried out in shock when he saw the star aura blazing on Leon Lin.
Thinking of what the Sword Spirit had said, Evan was half skeptical but decided to give it a try—maybe a miracle would happen, just like how the mysterious voice appeared in his mind.
In an instant, starlight erupted from Evan Chu’s body too—and it was blinding, at least twice as strong as Leon Lin’s!
"That’s the kind of starlight you only see from a sixth-level Profound Martial Realm cultivator—how could this kid possibly have it!" Elder Tim Lin was the first to cry out in shock.
Soon, Leon Lin’s fist collided with Evan Chu’s—"Boom!" A thunderous crash rang out as Evan was knocked back four or five steps, a thin line of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.
But Leon Lin was sent flying. Elder Tim Lin leapt up and caught him in midair, but Leon was already unconscious, blood still trickling from his lips—he’d clearly suffered serious internal injuries.
Evan Chu wiped the blood from his mouth, staring in confusion at Leon Lin in Elder Tim Lin’s arms. He could hardly believe it—he’d actually knocked Leon out. That was supposed to be impossible.
It wasn’t just Evan Chu who looked stunned—everyone present found it hard to accept. The so-called 'trash' had just defeated someone overwhelmingly stronger, and he’d done it with pure stellar force.
"He used stellar force to beat my big brother, a fourth-level Profound Martial Realm cultivator—impossible, impossible..." Sophia Lin gasped in shock.
"Leon Lin is at the fourth level—his stellar force should be immense! How could that waste possibly win? We must've missed something—he must've used some despicable trick!" Damon Lin said, unable to believe it.
Elder Tim Lin quickly pulled out a red pill and stuffed it into Leon Lin’s mouth, his face dark as ink. "Evan Chu, how dare you hit him so hard!" he growled.
Dominic Chu looked like he was dreaming. Evan Chu had once been his pride, then became his greatest shame—if Evan weren’t his son, he might’ve kicked him out of the family long ago.
But today, the 'trash' he’d long since given up on had shocked him again—he felt like he was in a dream.
Leon Lin had already woken up, his eyes nearly spitting fire. If looks could kill, Evan Chu would’ve died a hundred times. "How could he beat me? How? Isn’t he just first level? Why is his stellar force so strong?"
Evan Chu felt terrible—his strength seemed drained, his head was spinning, but his stubborn nature kept him from showing weakness before the crowd.
"See that? I’m just stronger than you. Calling me trash is a joke—aren’t you supposed to be fourth level Profound Martial Realm?"
If you can’t even beat a first-level cultivator like me, what right do you have to call me trash? I think the title of trash should go to you instead!
Evan Chu was feeling great—if he didn’t vent his anger now, he wouldn’t be himself.
"You… you—"
Leon Lin coughed up blood. Seeing Evan Chu’s mocking gaze and the fierceness hidden beneath it, he suddenly felt a bone-deep fear—he shuddered.
"Are you scared now? The great Young Master of the Lin Family afraid of a waste? Hahaha!"
This was exactly the outcome Evan Chu wanted—he wanted everyone, especially those who used to look down on him like Sophia Lin, to see him differently.
With the result decided, there was no need to continue fighting. Dominic Chu walked up to Evan Chu, smiling: "Feng’er, you’ve really surprised your father—have you been hiding your strength all these years?"
Dominic’s words echoed everyone’s thoughts—they all wanted to know the truth. If Evan had really been hiding his strength all this time, his patience and skill would be truly impressive.
"I guess so," Evan Chu replied simply. He didn’t really understand what had happened himself, so he couldn’t answer Dominic Chu’s question.
Only an indirect answer could dispel everyone’s doubts. But whether he’d ever have that kind of power again, Evan didn’t know.
"Elder Lin, the match is over and Feng’er has won. As agreed, he should marry the Lin Family’s Second Miss. I trust you won’t go back on your word!" Dominic Chu said happily, deliberately glancing at the shocked Sophia Lin.
Dominic’s words struck Sophia Lin like a bolt of lightning. She shivered and looked helplessly at Elder Tim Lin, hoping he could solve her problem—her body and heart had already belonged to someone else for a year.
If Evan Chu hadn’t become a waste, maybe Sophia Lin wouldn’t have fallen for someone else. Life is full of surprises—who could’ve guessed the ‘trash’ would have a day of reversal?
If the Chu Family found out Sophia was no longer pure, it could cause huge trouble for her family. Who would want to marry a woman who’d lost her innocence?
Many in the Lin Family knew about Sophia’s situation—Elder Tim Lin was one of them. Seeing her helplessness, he felt powerless. The promise had been made, and there was no taking it back.
"Since Feng has beaten Leon, my Lin Family will honor our agreement. I never imagined he was hiding so much strength—truly unexpected!"
Elder Tim Lin spoke reluctantly, but there was nothing he could do—the Chu and Lin families were evenly matched.
"Good, very good! Since Elder Lin has agreed, let’s hold the engagement ceremony now. I’ve already sent the betrothal gifts to the Lin Family."
"Today, I want everyone in the Chu Family to see how the ‘trash’ in their eyes marries the stunning Second Miss of the Lin Family!" Dominic Chu declared with a smile.