Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 779 - Four Hundred and Eighty-Nine: Demonstration

Chapter 779: Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty-Nine: Demonstration

From the start of the battle to now, it had only been half the time it takes to cook a stick of incense, but Xu Yuan had already gained a general understanding of the two O’Reillys’ strength.

First and foremost, he was absolutely no match for that iron-clad tin can.

Although he was unclear about the opponent’s cultivation system, judging from the performance he had just shown, Xiulun’s strength should be able to match that of a Primordial cultivator, and within the realm of Primordial, he was also among the best.

After all, the Xiulun that had just been kicked away was already standing up from the puddle Xu Yuan made, with droplets of water clinging to his silver armor, dripping down alongside the distinct edges of his helmet.

He was somewhat disheveled, but clearly uninjured.

Even though Xu Changge had not used his sword earlier, just from this, it was evident that even if he used all means at his disposal, he would not be an opponent worthy of a single exchange with the other.

As for O’Reilly...

While thinking, Xu Yuan’s gaze fell upon the blonde woman who still stood in her original spot.

The night was still.

The vast and boundless rice fields reflected the stars in the sky. The night wind fluttered the hem of her low-cut purple dress. Amidst the sway of golden hair, the smile tinged with a hint of red at the corner of her lips seemed somewhat eerie.

From their initial skirmish when he attempted a sneak attack, Xu Yuan indeed had a chance to overcome this woman, but at this moment, he was feeling somewhat uncertain.

This woman saw Xu Changge’s arrival and still did not show signs of panic... Did she have some kind of reliance?

"Changtian."

Amidst his contemplation, Xu Changge’s faint voice carried over, "I’m talking to you again."

Xu Yuan fell silent for a moment, then muttered softly,

"Is it necessary to be so troublesome?"

When facing an opponent whose strength was unknown, he felt it was important to be aware of one’s own limitations and let the "king of pretense" handle such opportunities for showing off.

After all, should something go awry on their side, unnecessary complications might ensue.

"Troublesome?"

Xu Changge glanced at him, slowly shook his head with grace, and drew his sword from the Sumeru Ring. Looking at the Armored Warriors who had already returned to the woman’s side, he suddenly veered off and asked an unrelated question:

"Changtian, do you think you’re a genius?"

"...." Xu Yuan.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan looked at the figure of his mentor, billowed by the night wind, and said,

"Whether or not I’m a genius depends on who I’m compared to."

"Naturally, compared to your brother here."

"In terms of cultivation speed, I’m stronger than you."

"Heh... what about strength?"

With a light chuckle, Xu Changge reached for the hilt of his sword and began to draw the blade from its scabbard, bit by bit:

"Your brother here was able to slay a Grandmaster upon reaching Integration Body, battle a Primordial cultivator upon becoming a Grandmaster, and evenly fight a Semi-Saint upon attaining the Primordial level. Do you think you can do the same?"

As the cold sound of unsheathing resonated, Xu Changge lightly touched the water surface with his three-foot sword blade, his voice very gentle:

"Actually, I was quite hesitant about whether to save you earlier. I wanted to see your strategy when faced with a desperate situation, but you gave up immediately because of my presence.

"This is not good,

"I and our father won’t always be by your side; you’ll often have to face things on your own."

As his words came to an end, a serious expression flickered between Xu Changge’s brows:

"Changtian, what would you have done if your brother wasn’t here tonight? Have you thought about that?"

Xu Yuan took a deep breath and then exhaled, slightly tightening his grip on the Willow Ghost Blade in his hand:

"First off, your assumption is invalid; if you weren’t here, I wouldn’t have come in the first place and wouldn’t have fallen into the trap.

"Secondly, under the gap of absolute strength...."

"I knew you would say something like that."

Xu Changge interrupted Xu Yuan’s words, his voice carrying a touch of helplessness as he raised the sword blade horizontally in front of him, "In that case, your brother will give you a demonstration."

"What do you mean?"

"I’ll use strength that is no different from yours to show you how I would handle this situation."

"..."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan instinctively felt something was amiss.

He knew his older brother wanted to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson, but the problem was, those two on the other side were not NPCs. Couldn’t we just go home and take the lesson slowly? How many villains have died from excessive monologuing without weighing their own strength?

But before Xu Yuan could voice his concerns, Xu Changge had already sprinted towards the O’Reilly duo...

This was bad.

Xu Yuan cursed inwardly and hurriedly looked up.

This time, Xu Changge moved slowly, so slowly that Xu Yuan could barely track his movements.

But what met Xu Changge was the Xiulun that Xu Yuan couldn’t capture the trajectory of at all.

In almost an instant, Xu Changge collided with Xiulun at the edge of the rice field.

"Bang!!"

A booming sound erupted as two distinct swords clashed in mid-air, creating sparks, and Xu Changge, suppressing his cultivation base, parried Xiulun’s strike, sending his own figure flying backward, while Xiulun’s blade, inlaid with ghostly gems, pierced the water, splattering mud and water.

Watching this scene, Xu Yuan felt that Xu Changge’s method of teaching was somewhat superfluous.

Xu Changge’s Primordial cultivation base wouldn’t change; he could track the opponent’s attack trajectory, and his physical quality allowed him to withstand Xiulun’s assault.

Could someone in the Integration Body realm withstand a blow from that iron tin can without even a tremble of the hand?

Even if he suppressed his cultivation base, Xu Changge and Xu Yuan were simply not on equal terms.

But as this thought just passed, Xu Yuan realized something was amiss.

Although Xu Changge still looked indifferent, his gaze kept wandering around, and the movement of raising his sword seemed less like parrying and more like predicting.

Successive metallic clashes thundered, and plumes of muddy water blossomed in the air continuously.

Observing, Xu Yuan suddenly noted the abnormal state of the iron-clad tin can, Xiulun.