In contrast to Su Ya, Ning’s authority felt quite fervent in perception, like a single spark, tiny yet burning freely.
But the moment Su Ya appeared in this place, that fervor quickly quieted down—not out of cowardice, but as a gentle call.
Yet that only made Su Ya’s heart ache with a wrenching pain, twisting deeper and deeper.
Because the one holding the authority wasn’t that familiar gray-haired woman, but an unfamiliar yellow-haired girl.
Looking into her vacant eyes, Su Ya couldn’t help but recall Ye Jing’s ashen eyes as she gradually grew cold in her arms. The pupils were no longer focused, yet they still struggled to find Su Ya’s figure.
Su Ya was right beside her, but she couldn’t see.
Watching a loved one die before her eyes, powerless to do anything, just as her authority described—even as a Magical Girl, she was just an ordinary Magical Girl.
Though the one she loved was gone, she was still alive, and she had a reason she had to keep living.
For Su Mu.
No matter what, she would not let her child be dragged into conflict again.
For that, she would rather Su Mu live her whole life as an ordinary person…
But what was coming still came. Just like before, she was powerless to stop Su Mu from gradually stepping onto that unfortunate path. But there was at least one thing she could still do.
Under Sun Chuan’s shocked gaze, Su Ya walked forward slowly. As she approached, the threads by her feet turned to dust and vanished, constantly repelled, shrinking back, and becoming frantic within the vacuum of Magic Power. Sun Chuan gritted her teeth, the calm composure in her purple eyes gone, gradually concentrating into threads sharp enough to claim lives, encircling Su Ya’s sides, yet unable to get close. The suppressed authority of domination forcibly broke free of its restraints, scattering the Magic Power…
This scene made Lu Shan slightly startled. After all, when Su Ya had used her authority on her, she had had no ability to counter it at all. But judging by Su Ya’s expression, she didn’t seem panicked, maintaining her unhurried pace of advance. There was clearly no Magic Power on her body, and her limbs were so slender and delicate, yet she brushed aside those thread-blades capable of cutting through steel rebar as if clearing away ordinary spiderwebs, causing Sun Chuan to involuntarily show a look of utter disbelief.
“Surprised, Witch?” Su Ya pressed close, grabbing her raised arm in one swift motion, twisting it outward with practiced familiarity.
Feeling the pain of her upper arm being twisted, Sun Chuan’s face contorted fiercely, but she couldn’t help being forced to lean to the right, almost easily thrown to the ground by Su Ya.
Her authority was completely suppressed, unable to even lift its head. Fortunately, Sun Chuan could still maintain her physical enhancement, preventing her from becoming an ordinary person, but she couldn’t break free from Su Ya’s grip. Not just in technique, but in raw strength, she was also much weaker than Su Ya.
After all, pure physical combat specialists like Lando were far too rare; most Magical Girls didn’t rely on close-quarters combat.
And Su Ya’s ability, “Mortal Bone,” was precisely about forcing her opponent into such a “fair fight” with her.
“My authority is to nullify your authority. It has no other use. So, let’s speak with our fists.”
But what shocked Sun Chuan was that Su Ya’s authority was actually this powerful, completely suppressing even her.
With this level of power, Su Ya should have been fully qualified to join the Core Battle Group back then, to contend with the Demon King. So why was she so unknown? The only reason Sun Chuan even knew of the existence of the “Ordinary” authority was because she’d heard Su Ya was Ye Jing’s spouse.
So how did she become this strong? It couldn’t possibly be because of something as laughable as love and bonds, could it?
Perhaps that was part of it, but most importantly, the world had forgotten Su Ya for far too long, to the point where no one realized she had nearly reached the end of the path of the Ordinary authority.
The only person in the world who had walked further than her was Tang Nai, because Tang Nai had received a gift from Ye Qing, while Su Ya had completely relied on herself, step by step, to walk this desperate path. Her life had only two simple goals: earn money, and raise Su Mu. She had disappeared for over a decade, without a trace, living a life completely cut off from Magic Power. By all appearances, she had become entirely an ordinary woman, and for the Ordinary authority, this meant the ultimate purity.
In other words, what others saw as a lifestyle of wasting oneself had, in fact, made Su Ya grow stronger without a moment’s pause. Every time the erosion of her authority deepened, her suppression of Magic Power also became more intense.
To the point that as long as she made physical contact, she could easily suppress anyone except Tang Nai. Sun Chuan was naturally no exception.
But the prerequisite for this effect was that she could touch her opponent. If it were someone with a special authority like Tang Yin, she would have a harder time dealing with them, and in most cases, as long as the opponent avoided the fight, Su Ya would have no way to handle them.
Correspondingly, Su Ya was also one of the few B-rank Magical Girls who needed to be wary of firearms. Compared to Magic Power, striking her in a physical sense was actually more effective.
The Ordinary authority was a double-edged sword, equally giving her and her opponents headaches. But once the opponent, lacking information, let their guard down around her, the situation would become like it was now.
Crack.
Su Ya increased the force in her hand again, dislocating the joint in Sun Chuan’s arm with a crisp sound. The latter could no longer hold back a cry of pain, her bewitching face now covered in a fine sweat.
“Get off!”
Sun Chuan suddenly turned fierce, abandoning her attempts to call upon her authority, and lashed out with a side kick. The movement was still relatively fluid, but in front of Su Ya, who was skilled in physical combat, it was no different from slow motion.
The next moment, Sun Chuan was grabbed by the ankle, lost her balance, and fell backward. Su Ya simultaneously released her now-limp arm and mercilessly followed up with a punch.
Thud!
This punch landed squarely on Sun Chuan’s face, sending her into a daze. Her neck nearly snapped, and her eyes rolled back white. It took a long moment for her to regain her senses, but what greeted her was an unrelenting beating. Su Ya sat astride her, legs clamping down on her waist and abdomen, sealing off any possibility of movement, followed by wide, sweeping punches. Each time, she raised that seemingly fragile pink fist high over her shoulder, then brought it down like a bullet, hammering into Sun Chuan’s head.
The most primitive brawl, completely devoid of any flashiness, yet demonstrating a palpable sense of raw power, making one wonder if this was a battle between Magical Girls or a no-rules free-for-all.
Sun Chuan felt her face hurting so much it seemed about to fall apart, constantly teetering on the edge of losing consciousness. Her head was sinking bit by bit into the floor, imprinting a crater. This effect, clearly beyond human performance, proved she was suffering an inhuman beating.
Even a tiger, under Su Ya’s strength, would probably only be as docile as a kitten. Hit like this, it would have long been dead beyond dead. But Sun Chuan had a Bu Mo Index close to seventy percent; the strength of her bones approached that of alloy, not easily broken.
But even metal suffers fatigue fractures. If this continued, she would die sooner or later.
Die.
This word, long absent, appeared in her mind, filling her with immense dread. So she could still fear such a thing. It was just that her formidable power had made her lose that sense of crisis. When she was truly placed under threat, she instead erupted with a stronger desire to survive than anyone else.
“Hey… can we settle this?”
But at least she couldn’t completely let go of her dignity, not to the point of begging for her life. Hearing her weak voice, Su Ya couldn’t help but feel like laughing.
“Settle? How could I possibly feel at ease? You wanted to harm my daughter.”
“I’m willing to hand over my authority…”
Before she could finish, she took another punch from Su Ya.
“Foolish. Beating you to death is also my job.”