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The rumors about Jiang Chen were quite absurd, leading many to hear of him but not truly believe.
"What is your background?" Cheng Shunwu asked, noticing Jiang Chen's calm demeanor. It was clear to him that Jiang Chen was not an ordinary person; after killing Xiao Junyong's son, he still appeared so unperturbed, suggesting he had a powerful backing.
"I’m surprised you don’t recognize me," Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
"Do I need to know you?" Cheng Shunwu frowned. Although Jiang Chen looked very young, he carried himself with an air of confidence that was quite irritating.
"It seems you didn’t attend last year’s Songnan Martial Arts Grand Meeting. If you had, you would definitely know who I am," Jiang Chen said with a grin.
At this, Cheng Shunwu was taken aback and scrutinized Jiang Chen once more.
"Wait, you’re the Mr. Jiang who dominated at the Songnan Martial Arts Grand Meeting?" Cheng Shunwu asked, somewhat incredulous.
"You’re not as foolish as you look," Jiang Chen chuckled lightly.
"Grandfather, don’t listen to him. Who knows if that Mr. Jiang is really as formidable as the rumors say? Even if he is Mr. Jiang, I refuse to believe he could be a match for you. We have no reason to fear him; he’s probably just trying to use that name to intimidate us," Cheng Kai interjected, initially shocked but then sneering in disbelief.
Since the Songnan Martial Arts Gathering, there had been no news of that Mr. Jiang, leading many to think he might not even exist. The tales surrounding him painted such an extraordinary figure that if he were real, he would be nothing short of a god.
Cheng Shunwu, having lived many years and seen much more than the impulsive young Cheng Kai, regarded Jiang Chen with keen eyes, attempting to see through him with his extensive experience. Unfortunately for him, Jiang Chen stood before him like an unfathomable abyss—impossible to read.
This only made Cheng Shunwu more serious.
"You claim to be Mr. Jiang; how can you prove it?" Cheng Shunwu asked cautiously. Some things were better believed than dismissed outright.
"If you don’t believe me, feel free to test me," Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
"Grandfather, there’s no need to be afraid; he’s just trying to scare us," Cheng Kai urged.
"Elder Cheng, this kid is young; even if he’s a martial arts genius, he can’t possibly be your match. I hope you can avenge my son," Xiao Junyong chimed in from the side.
Cheng Shunwu remained silent; he had his reservations. At his age, being impulsive would be foolish. However, he couldn't let himself be swayed by Jiang Chen's words so easily either. The priority was to ascertain Jiang Chen's true identity.
"Very well then; I’ll test your skills," Cheng Shunwu finally said after much hesitation. Anything could be deceitful except for strength itself. He resolved that if Jiang Chen truly surpassed him in ability, he would beg for mercy; but if not, there would be no need for courtesy.
"This place isn’t suitable for our martial arts sparring; let’s find somewhere quieter. With so many people around, it wouldn’t be honorable if you lost," Cheng Shunwu suggested.
"No need for that; right here is fine. Dealing with you is a simple task; there’s no need for extra effort," Jiang Chen replied nonchalantly.
His words made Cheng Shunwu’s face turn from pale to flushed with anger; it was clear that Jiang Chen held little respect for him. After all, he was an ancestor of a martial arts family and had some reputation in the martial arts world—Jiang Chen was being exceedingly disrespectful toward his elders.
"A simple task? What do you take me for? Even those legendary figures in Huaxia Martial Arts wouldn’t dare make such bold claims," Cheng Shunwu said sternly.
"You speak of strength, yet in my eyes, you are no different from an ant. How much effort do you think it takes to deal with an ant?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Cheng Shunwu was so furious that he was breathing heavily. He had never encountered such arrogance, especially from someone so young. Cheng Shunwu's anger boiled over; he longed to teach Jiang Chen a lesson. He simply could not comprehend how someone could be so reckless, dismissing him and even the legendary masters of Huaxia Martial Arts as insignificant.
"Fine, let me see how you plan to deal with me with just a wave of your hand," Cheng Shunwu declared, motioning for those around him to step aside. The aura of the Pinnacle of Transformation surged forth from him, erupting like an invisible force gathering into a tidal wave that pressed against the onlookers, making them feel suffocated.
"Grandpa, just kill him!" Cheng Kai exclaimed, invigorated by his grandfather's overwhelming presence.
Xiao Junyong was equally shocked; the intensity of Cheng Shunwu's aura was so oppressive that even standing ten meters away made it hard to breathe. If they were to engage in battle, it would be disastrous. Xiao Junyong couldn't help but sneer coldly, convinced that Jiang Chen was doomed.
Jiang Chen felt helpless; he had already revealed his identity, yet Cheng Shunwu insisted on seeking death. He wasn't even at the Divine Realm and still wanted to spar with him.
Jiang Chen's gaze sharpened in an instant, turning as keen as a blade. A murderous intent enveloped Cheng Shunwu, causing his expression to shift dramatically as if his neck were caught in a vice grip, making it hard for him to breathe.
"How is this possible?" Cheng Shunwu thought in panic. A true master could intimidate their opponent merely through their aura. The overwhelming presence radiating from Jiang Chen felt like a war god emerging from a sea of corpses and blood, his eyes filled with bloodlust—terrifying and savage.
Under Jiang Chen's immense pressure, Cheng Shunwu's aura was crushed completely. As his confidence waned, Cheng Shunwu's mindset began to crumble.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen took a step forward towards Cheng Shunwu.
Though they were clearly more than ten meters apart, Jiang Chen closed the distance with a single stride, appearing before Cheng Shunwu like a ghost.
"You..." Cheng Shunwu began to speak but froze when he saw Jiang Chen raise his hand and swing it towards him.
Panic surged within him as he tried to dodge, but it was too late. Jiang Chen's overwhelming killing intent was no joke; subduing a martial artist at the Transcendence level was hardly difficult.
Cheng Shunwu felt his body suddenly lose control. All he could do was watch as Jiang Chen's palm came crashing towards him. Then he felt weightless and was sent flying backward, landing on the concrete ground several meters away.
Cheng Kai and Xiao Junyong were left dumbfounded. How could a powerful Pinnacle of Transformation master be defeated so easily?
Of course, some onlookers who were unaware of Cheng Shunwu's true strength thought it reasonable that an older man would be outmatched by such a young individual. If a young man couldn't defeat an old man, that would indeed be surprising.
"Now do you believe me?" Jiang Chen asked calmly as he looked at Cheng Shunwu.
At that moment, Cheng Shunwu felt utterly humiliated, wishing he could find a hole to hide in. At his level of power, nothing mattered more than face. To be publicly slapped away by Jiang Chen today was a humiliation he had never experienced before in his life.
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