Zhao Tai'an roared, pushing with both hands, bowls and plates flying towards Su Chengyu like a blanket of deadly stars, each capable of turning even a Great Grandmaster into mush.
Su Chengyu snorted coldly, "Trivial Tricks."
With his right hand pointing like a sword, he formed a shield of light with the mana swirling around him. The plates shattered into fragments upon contact with the barrier, posing no harm to Su Chengyu.
Zhao Tai'an's medicinal power had completely erupted, his strength was the genuine Martial Marquis Realm, and a phantom image appeared behind him.
"Su Cheng! Your abilities indeed surprise me, but I am a Martial Marquis now, and you stand no chance. Today, you are destined to die!"
Zhao Tai'an radiated an intimidating energy which made it suffocatingly hard to breathe.
"Dad, something's wrong! Zhao Tai'an has now elevated to the level of Martial Marquis, Su Cheng is in grave danger. Please, intervene!"
