Chapter 246: Trample the Proud, Steal the Goddess, Bully Your Beloved Goddess? That's My Job (3)
After rolling across the ground a few times, all he could do was twitch.
The arena fell deathly silent.
The gathered geniuses stared at Su Qing with shock and disbelief.
They could see it clearly now—this young man was a top-tier Grandmaster!
Su Qing quietly watched as a few people carried Fan Cang away, looking mildly disappointed.
Grandmaster-level power was already entry-level for the big leagues.
Not enough to change the tide of a war, but more than enough to crush most of the younger generation.
Fan Cang was no doubt powerful—capable of giving him some trouble.
But before coming here, Su Qing had been armed to the teeth by his Empress.
Speed-boosting boots, strength-enhancing gloves, protective talismans...
With all that gear, even a Grandmaster couldn't last a round.
Among the younger generation, he was truly unstoppable.
Tang Xuan stared daggers at Su Qing, who was shining brightly on stage.
His eyes burned with undisguised hatred and fury.
Just seeing him made his balls start aching again.
This humiliation had to be paid back in blood!
He wanted to charge up and tear that bastard limb from limb.
But just as he was about to move, he stopped himself.
In that critical moment, he remembered the Heavenly Dao Leader's warning.
His stage wasn't here—acting now would only ruin the plan.
He had to endure. For now, there was no other choice!
Sooner or later, that bastard was finished!
But...
Tang Xuan saw that villain once again wrapping his arms around his goddess, and clenched his fists tighter.
Thankfully, Su Qing wasn't doing anything too outrageous—just holding her.
"Anyone else? Someone a bit stronger than the last guy would be nice."
Su Qing asked the crowd, goddess still in his arms, soft and delicate.
Taunting everyone while cuddling their beloved goddess—what a feeling!
The proud geniuses glanced at the unconscious Little Fist Overlord and said nothing.
People like them valued strength above all.
Even if they were furious inside, none were willing to throw themselves into disgrace.
They looked at those beside them, hoping someone brave would step forward.
But after what just happened, no one wanted to be next.
Time ticked by.
No one else stepped onto the stage. No one dared.
A clear line had been drawn—no one would take another step forward.
Everyone stayed silent, faces twisted in shame and fury, but powerless.
"Then I'll declare myself today's winner. Beauty, you're coming with me."
Su Qing hugged the goddess tighter and spoke with a teasing tone.
The line was simple and crude—but set against the silence of defeated heroes, it hit hard.
Ye Xueyi looked at the carefree smile on Su Qing's face and her expression grew complex.
She never imagined that brat who once relied on force would actually come here alone.
He had to know this was dangerous, right?
Knowing him, he definitely knew—yet he still came for her without hesitation.
These past days, returning to her familiar life, she'd been a bit restless.
But any doubts she had vanished the moment he appeared.
Her heart thumped uncontrollably.
What girl hasn't fantasized about a scene like this?
At her own marriage tournament, a hero storms in and takes her into his arms!
While all those other suitors can do nothing but watch, helpless.
It was ridiculously romantic!
"You… really shouldn't have come."
Ye Xueyi's eyes shimmered with emotion, but she let out a soft sigh.
She struggled gently, trying to escape the boy's embrace, trying to walk away.
The gathered geniuses noticed and felt a bit vindicated.
See? Even if he's stronger than us, the goddess still doesn't want him!
But in the next second, their faces froze.
Su Qing casually found his mark and kissed those alluring red lips.
The entire venue fell into dead silence, like time itself had stopped.
Many clearly heard their own hearts shatter.
Most of them admired this goddess—pure and untouchable like a snow lotus.
And now... her first kiss, stolen in front of everyone!
Desecration. This was utter desecration!
And it wasn't just these people watching.
Countless unseen eyes were fixed on this moment.
A blonde beauty stood high above the heavens, watching the scene unfold.
Her nephew's growth was all thanks to her excellent teaching!
His current confidence and presence—she had played a big part in that.
The thought brought a smile of satisfaction to her lips.
But she couldn't help worrying about her nephew... or rather, her niece's feelings.
Watching your best bro holding your wife must be rough, right?
She glanced to the side instinctively—and saw Gu Qingzhou's radiant smile.
That same pure smile, unclouded and serene as always.
After becoming a woman, her niece didn't seem the least bit uncomfortable.
"Su Qing really is a man of his word. Surrounded by enemies, and not one can touch him. I was right about him."
Gu Qingzhou's soft voice carried gentle admiration, her gaze filled with awe.
Even as her best friend now held her former wife, she showed no anger at all.
On the contrary, her eyes were full of longing—she welcomed it.
Her immortal bride finding love with her best friend... was a beautiful ending indeed.
Gu Hanyan listened to her niece's heartfelt words, unsure of what to say.
There was some comfort in her heart, but also a strange, indescribable feeling lingering within.
If it had been two men, she would've just thought their bond was admirable.
But one of them was a girl... that level of worship felt a little too dangerous.
Compared to the blonde beauty's conflicted emotions, someone else's feelings were much simpler.
Long Ye stared in disbelief at Gu Qingzhou, whose expression practically screamed, Best wishes!
This quiet niece of the master had suddenly dropped a bombshell.
Now, an intense sense of crisis bloomed in her heart.
The greatest rival to her sweet daughter role had appeared!
How could this chick suck up even harder than her—and actually mean it?
If those two really got all lovey-dovey, where would that leave her?
Meanwhile, the Princess Consort watched the scene unfold through a secret technique.
She let out a quiet sigh, clearly disappointed.
Compared to him, these so-called geniuses were nothing but broken bricks and scraps—utterly useless.
Scared off by a single person, they couldn't even cause him a little trouble.
His growth had far surpassed what the Empress had imagined.
Standing in front of so many elites, bearing their pressure—did they really think that was easy?
If he showed even a tiny crack, those masters watching him like hawks would strike immediately!
And yet, at such a young age, he'd already reached the Grandmaster level.
It was easy to imagine how much stronger—and harder to control—he'd become.
Now, for the first time, the Princess Consort was starting to feel regret.
Even if he did keep his promise in a month... would she really be able to leave?