Chapter 6853
My pride is shattered.
The enormous shock, like a raging wave, raged wildly within Chen Ziyan's body, making her feel as if her internal organs were being gripped and displaced by an invisible hand.
Her blood and qi surged violently within her body, like boiling water, wave after wave pushing her physical limits.
Finally, a sharp pain shot through her throat, and a metallic, sweet taste surged up. She bit her lip tightly to prevent the blood from spitting out.
Chen Ziyan lay disheveled on the "wreckage" of her once-glorious car, its body twisted and deformed, metal fragments scattered all over the ground, as if silently mocking her miserable state.
Her once proud and aloof face was now as pale as a flower ravaged by a storm, devoid of any color.
Those eyes, which once shone with confidence and pride, were now filled with disbelief and horror, as if they had witnessed the most incredible thing in the world; at the same time, a deep-seated shame and anger were burning fiercely, making her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never face this despairing reality again.
How can it be? !
These words kept echoing in her mind, like a curse that she couldn't shake off.
How could a lowly waitress at Qujiang Club, someone she normally considered less than an ant, possibly possess such terrifying power?!
She clearly remembered that when she launched the sneak attack, she was filled with confidence of victory. Her fierce attack was like lightning, full of killing intent, and rushed straight towards her opponent.
She thought that with such a sudden and fierce attack, the opponent would not have time to react and would be completely subdued by her.
But reality was like a cruel slap, landing hard on her face.
Just two moves... just two moves!
I felt like a helpless fly, easily swatted onto the car by the other party.
Those two moves, seemingly simple and casual, contained boundless power and exquisite variations, making her feel, for a moment, as if she were in an inescapable nightmare.
Her strength, while not to say that she is the best or invincible among the younger generation of ancient martial arts practitioners in the ancient city, is definitely among the top!
In her daily life, she is able to stand out from her peers with her profound cultivation and superb skills, which makes countless people respect her.
Those so-called genius teenagers are nothing but clowns in front of her.
But in front of this man, everything she was so proud of became so fragile and vulnerable, like a child's trick that he could easily see through and break.
The opponent displayed an effortless demeanor, as if everything was under his control. No matter how powerful the attack, he could handle it calmly and with ease.
The exquisite control she had over power gave her a thrill that ran deep in her soul.
The feeling was like a tiny ant facing a towering mountain, unable to budge it no matter how hard it tried.
If he had such ability, why would he need to be a waiter at Qujiang Club, being ordered around by everyone?
With the methods and strength he has demonstrated, he is more than qualified to be a guest of honor in any top-tier power, receiving the respect and admiration of many. He could even establish his own sect if he so desired, becoming the overlord of a region's ancient martial arts world, commanding the awe and submission of countless people.
This is completely unreasonable!
Chen Ziyan was filled with confusion and bewilderment. She couldn't understand what this man's purpose and background were, and why he would hide in such an ordinary place as the Qujiang Club.
Just as she was shaken and filled with doubt, still immersed in the shock and confusion brought about by the despairing difference in strength, her thoughts were like a tangled mess, impossible to unravel.
Suddenly, a clearer and more unbearable sensation surged through her body like an electric current, instantly pulling her back to reality from her chaotic thoughts!
The man she had always regarded as an ant, filled with contempt and disdain, wishing she could grind him to dust and tear him to pieces, actually... actually brazenly pressed his large hand firmly on her leg!
That hand, seemingly carrying a sense of provocation and mockery, felt like a scorching hot iron through the fabric of her skirt. It was an undeniable pressure, searing her nerves again and again, making every nerve ending tremble in agony.
He... he didn't let go?!
Chen Ziyan felt her body stiffen instantly, as if she had been frozen in place, unable to move.
An indescribable rage, a mixture of extreme shame, disgust, and blasphemy, erupted within her like a long-dormant volcano!
That rage, with its destructive power, burned fiercely, reducing all her reason and composure to ashes.
Blood seemed to rush to her head like a surging tide, instantly turning her originally pale cheeks bright red. The red color, like a burning flame, spread all the way to her ears and neck, as if it were about to set her whole body on fire.
She felt her face burning hot, as if it were being roasted on a fire. The shame made her wish she could find a crack in the ground and disappear forever.
She is the only jewel of the Chen family in the ancient city!
She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, a privileged girl who was pampered and protected by everyone from a young age.
She is the goddess that countless scions of elite families and talented young men dream of but can never have!
Those men spared no expense to win her smile, showering her with all sorts of rare and precious gifts; they waited patiently for days outside the Chen family's gate just to catch a glimpse of her, unwilling to leave.
The men who pursued her could stretch from the majestic walls of the Forbidden City all the way to the turbulent Bohai Bay; the line seemed to have no end in sight.
Chen Ziyan was arrogant and haughty. In her eyes, those so-called young talents in the ancient city were nothing but mediocre people, like fleeting clouds, not even worthy of carrying her shoes!
She had always been dismissive and indifferent towards them.
For twenty years, no man has ever caught her eye, let alone touched her sacred body!
Her body was like a snow lotus blooming on the summit of a snow-capped mountain, pure and noble, not to be defiled by anyone.
But now!
In the cold autumn night of this ancient city, the wind was biting and made people shiver.
In front of the Qujiang Club, a place of dazzling lights and extravagant revelry, the most humiliating stage of her life had now become.
On the hood of her once-glorious sports car, worth millions, the body was twisted and deformed, metal fragments scattered everywhere, as if silently mocking her misfortune. (End of Chapter)