Martial Master

He had thought about whether the other party would have extraordinary cultivation and be able to withstand his attacks, but he never imagined that the opponent could repel him with a single chopstick, especially in such a public setting, causing his mind to completely explode.

Even in the Dawei Dynasty's Xuan Prefecture, he had never suffered such humiliation.

“Take my move, Extreme Path Overbearing Fist!”

The power of his bloodline surged within him, and a dazzling light erupted from Wu Yao. At the same time, layers of phantom shadows appeared above his right fist, resembling rounds of blazing suns that illuminated the ages and shook the world.

This was the ultimate manifestation of the fist Dao's realm.

At this moment, he exerted all his strength, pushing his cultivation to its peak, just to defeat Qin Chen and regain his honor.

Boom!

Before the might of the fist even reached, the entire Listening Wind Pavilion was already trembling, on the verge of collapse, as if it could crumble at any moment.

“Slice!”

Still a light, casual slice, Qin Chen swung with ease, moving freely.

In his perception, the brilliance before him was not indomitable. During his mental scan, he easily spotted at least six or seven flaws.

What appeared to others as an astonishing high-level Mystic martial skill was, in the eyes of this former Martial Emperor, weak and vulnerable, allowing him to pinpoint the weakest point and slice directly through.

Crack!

The terrifying brilliance of the sun was struck by this ray of light, trembling violently in an instant. The next moment, it shattered explosively, layers of brilliant sunlight collapsing as if withered, instantly pulverized.

“Heavenly Yuan Protector!”

Wu Yao's expression drastically changed as he frantically unleashed his true essence, condensing a heavy true qi shield around himself, enveloped in brilliant radiance, resembling a glowing figure attempting to withstand the residual force of Qin Chen's strike.

But it was useless; with a crack, the true qi shield in front of Wu Yao instantly developed cracks under the sweeping blade light, shattering into pieces. The powerful blade intent surged into his body, shattering his meridians.

Puff!

Stumbling backward, Wu Yao spat out blood, kneeling heavily on one knee, his face pale, his breath weak, clearly having suffered an unprecedented blow.

“You...”

As he stood up, Wu Yao was about to say something, but his blood surged again, and he couldn’t help but spit another mouthful of blood.

“Wu Yao!”

“Martial Brother!”

The remaining members of the Dawei Dynasty couldn’t help but exclaim, looking horrified at the distant, calm Qin Chen.

With a single chopstick, Wu Yao was sent flying. Qin Chen seemed completely unfazed, patting the chair beside him, smiling at Wang Qiming, saying, “Come, sit down, buddy, and bring another pair of chopsticks.”

As if driving back Wu Yao was an inconsequential matter in his eyes.

The others were shocked.

So strong! There was such a terrifying genius in the five western countries; was this really the same five western countries in their eyes?

One man had sent them flying with a single sword strike, while another casually sent the formidable Wu Yao flying with chopsticks. Such power was astonishing, even in Xuan Prefecture, they were not easy to deal with.

If a few more geniuses like this appeared, aside from the few unparalleled prodigies from Xuan Prefecture who could easily crush them, the other talents from the Dawei Dynasty wouldn’t be able to confidently suppress such opponents.

“We should leave!”

With no face to stay any longer, they helped Wu Yao and left the Listening Wind Pavilion, their initial arrogance and swagger gone.

“Haha, good.”

“So satisfying.”

“Underestimating our five western countries, they should take a good look at their own worth.”

“Hehe, that was really exhilarating. No wonder he killed the genius Nian Wuji from the Ghost Immortal Sect. Compared to him, Nian Wuji is just trash; this Qin Chen is truly the pride of our five western countries.”