Chapter 1603 (Raw 1585):
Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, this was the result.
Initially, everyone anticipated seeing Xiao Chen exploding from one punch. Who would have imagined that Xiao Chen would defeat Yan Xin with one palm strike?
However, this was definitely not surprising to Xiao Chen at all. Neither Yan Xin nor Luo Feng was on his level in the first place.
They would be able to put some pressure on him only after they broke through to the Primal Core Realm.
With the ten-thousand-year-old Baleful Yin Energy that Xiao Chen refined, his Veritable Essence Energy was on par with the half-step Primal Core Realm Veritable Essence Energy of the other party.
This was due to the disparity in accumulations, not something that could be made up for with one or two cultivation grades.
Without an advantage in cultivation, hoping to defeat Xiao Chen, whose wills, mental state, Vital Qi, and comprehensions far surpassed theirs, would just be a fantasy.
An Yue, who was hidden in the shadows, revealed a strange expression. She muttered, "Who exactly is Young Miss trying to protect?"
The Ice-Snow Sword, Luo Feng, who was fighting with Xiao Suo, was stunned as well. He had not anticipated that Xiao Chen would defeat Yan Xin so quickly. This far exceeded his expectations.
"Damn it. Why did it turn out like this? Yan Xin, that trash!"
Immediately, the pressure on Luo Feng increased.
The fight with Xiao Suo turned out to be unexpectedly difficult. The other party was no ordinary Minor Primal Core Venerate.
Not only did Xiao Suo possess rich combat experience, but his battle style was also very formidable.
Xiao Suo's killing Qi was startling. Luo Feng had already killed many people who had fought against him. However, before Xiao Suo, Luo Feng's killing Qi was entirely insufficient.
After all, Xiao Suo was once a pirate boss, a ferocious person who risked his head in fights most of the time.
The Ice-Snow Sword, Luo Feng, made a huge mistake by treating Xiao Suo as an ordinary early-stage Minor Primal Core cultivator.
Now, there was Xiao Chen watching from the side. Even if he did not make a move, he placed enormous pressure on Luo Feng.
The thirty-sixth stratagem: if everything else fails, retreat!
Hatred and love would never fade away. There would always be a chance to regain face in the future. If he ended up like Yan Xin, then he would truly be over.
With this thought, a ferocious glint flashed in Luo Feng's eyes. Then, his sixty-percent-comprehended sword soul gathered on the tip of his sword.
When Luo Feng swung his sword, a strong wind blew, and ice and snow swept over.
Then, he shouted, bringing out his peak strike. He wanted to advance as a means of retreat, seeking a way to leave without losing face.
"You want to fight to the end with me? Who's afraid?!"
Who knew, despite Luo Feng's ferocious sword strike, the angered Xiao Suo did not show any fear at all.
Xiao Suo raised the pirate banner in his hand and charged instead of retreating.
His body and aura became one with the world. When he leaped forward, it was like the entire world moved with him.
Becoming one with the world—this was a skill that only Venerates comprehended.
Under Xiao Suo's ferocious burst, a hidden scarlet light flashed on the tip of the pirate banner. "Pu ci!" Luo Feng's perfect sword move suddenly showed many openings.
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows. The appearance of these openings was somewhat queer.
The so-called sword move or saber move referred to a complete set of movements when the weapon was swung.
It looked like the sword edge or saber edge only moved in one direction and could be broken from another direction. In reality, that was not possible, unless there were openings in the move.
Otherwise, no matter how a bladesman or swordsman changed their moves, another would be able to easily put pressure on one.
The tip of the saber or sword was just one offensive point of the move.
However, right now, Luo Feng's sword move suddenly showed some openings. Xiao Chen found this very strange.
The two had initially been equal when they fought. Given this, Luo Feng would end up suffering a lot.
Indeed, as Xiao Chen expected, Xiao Suo ruthlessly grabbed this opportunity. He laughed maniacally, and the pirate banner struck first, stabbing Luo Feng's chest without resistance.
"Boom!" He pinned Luo Feng to the ground.
"Pu ci!"
Blood continuously flowed out of Luo Feng's mouth. Confusion and panic appeared on his face as he exclaimed, "How can this be?!"
"At Idle Cloud Restaurant, this old man showed you some respect. Don't think that I'm easy to bully because of that. What did you say back then? I can't just casually discuss you? Well, this old man is going to. You are trash!"
Clearly, the ex-pirate-boss had been repressing his frustration for a long time. Back then, this fellow humiliated him before everyone over a casual remark, forcing him to drink a cup of wine. When had Xiao Suo been so humiliated by a junior before?
The crowd was stunned. Unexpectedly, two of the three strongest new talents of the Purple Sun Region were defeated so quickly.
"Xiao Chen, let me tell you this: this matter will not end so simply. The influence of the Burning Moon Sect and the Ice-Snow Mountain Manor is even more horrifying than you imagine. You absolutely will not be able to leave Purple Sun City!"
Pinned to the ground by the pirate banner, Luo Feng felt very sullen. Since his debut, this was the first time he was humiliated like this.
"I will definitely repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!"
Repay it a hundredfold?
When Xiao Chen heard that, he was stunned for a moment. The hearts of men were hard to predict. He narrowed his eyes at the Ice-Snow Sword, Luo Feng. "You were only seeking humiliation for yourself. You cannot blame others for that. Have you not thought that I could have easily slapped you in return in Idle Cloud Restaurant? However, why did I not do so?
"It was not because I feared you or the Ice-Snow Mountain Manor behind you. It was because there was no need to. However, in the Purple Cloud Pavilion, everyone has the right to bid on what they want. I have not done anything wrong. You are the one who keeps pushing me."
"Shut up, you trash. I am the Ice-Snow Mountain Manor's strongest new talent. I am the Ice-Snow Sword, Luo Feng. Do you think you can compare to me?" Luo Feng simply refused to listen to anything Xiao Chen said, merely pointing at Xiao Chen, interrupting him.
"You trash! Don't think that you are incredible for trampling on me. Let me tell you this: don't even think it!"
"Sorry, you are wrong…I really have not thought that at all."
"Bang!"
Without any warning, Xiao Chen suddenly flicked his finger. A sharp saber Qi shot out, and the Ice-Snow Sword Luo Feng's head flew off into the air.
Luo Feng's eyes opened wide; he died with his eyes open. This was a result that he never expected at all.
Then, Xiao Chen turned his head and glanced at Yan Xin, who was lying on the ground. When Yan Xin felt this gaze, a strange horror spread in his heart.
Yan Xin summoned all the strength he had left and crawled on the ground with much difficulty, all so he could get as far as he could from the monster that was Xiao Chen.
He cut an extremely sorry figure, so frightened that he scrambled to escape. He no longer had that arrogant appearance that he had before.
Now, with just one glance, Yan Xin became so frightened that he crawled.
When everyone saw this, they were stunned, remaining dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.
This scene gave them too great a shock.
"Let's go."
Xiao Chen shook his head and did not take further action against Yan Xin. That person was already crippled.
As the white figure left, the crowd looked at the headless Luo Feng on the ground and the crawling Yan Xin with some incredulity.
Two proud new talents tried to pass judgment on Xiao Chen, but one ended up dead while the other lost all dignity.
"White Robed Xiao Chen. This person's name is going to shake Purple Sun City."
"After this battle, the Purple Sun Region has only one new talent left, Feng Buyu."
"I wonder, where did he come from? His mental state, temperament, and strength all seem to far surpass those of the three new talents."
"We'll see. This matter will not end just like that. The experts of the Burning Moon Sect and the Ice-Snow Mountain Manor will quickly come and settle accounts for this matter."
After Xiao Chen was far away, the crowd buzzed with speculation, becoming incredibly noisy.
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Just at this moment, Feng Buyu, the last new talent that many were thinking about, was leading his sect Elders and disciples to wait for a certain person outside Purple Sun City.
The Wind Chasing Sect group of people led by Feng Buyu quietly bided their time amid the rolling, yellow dunes.
Feng Buyu had not gone to the Purple Cloud Pavilion's auction but run out of Purple Sun City. Anyone would find his actions strange.
"Clip-clop! Clip-clop! Clip-clop!"
Suddenly, the sound of hoofbeats rang out. An old man on a fine steed entered Feng Buyu's line of sight. When the master of that horse saw the crowd waiting in the distance, he was so frightened, he quickly retreated.
"Senior Brother, the target has appeared."
A sinister smile spread across Feng Buyu's face as he said indifferently, "Martial Uncle, I'll leave him to you."
"Don't worry. He can't run."
The one who replied was actually a Major Primal Core old man. Then, his figure flashed, disappearing from the group.
When that old man appeared again, he was carrying a yellow-clad man, whom he tossed to the ground.
The yellow-clad man was in incredible pain. Clearly, before arriving here, he had already suffered a round of torture.
When this yellow-clad man saw Feng Buyu, it was like he saw his savior. "Young Master Feng, I have no grievances or grudges with the Wind Chasing Sect. Why did you capture me?!"
Feng Buyu replied, "Cut the crap. I have a question: where is that pirate banner that you obtained from the Grave Sea now?!"
"Ah!"
The moment the yellow-clad man heard that, panic erupted on his face. "What pirate banner? I don't know. I don't know anything."
"Beat him up ruthlessly. Beat him up until he tells us everything!" Feng Buyu instructed coldly, not bothering with saying any nonsense.