The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 246 - 246 246 The Power of a Sword

Chapter 246: Chapter 246 The Power of a Sword Chapter 246: Chapter 246 The Power of a Sword “Hiss!”

The surrounding crowd let out a collective gasp of shock.

This young man, even after knowing that the other party was from the Chen Family of Lanqu County City, still had such a tough attitude?

In the beginning, although Jing Yan’s demeanor had taken many onlooking martial artists by surprise, many believed it was because Jing Yan did not know he was facing the Chen Family of Lanqu.

Now, it was clear he knew he was up against such a behemoth, and still, he remained so defiant?

What was this young man thinking?

By confronting the Chen Family, did he no longer wish to live?

Let’s not even mention the warriors from lesser cities, even in Lanqu County City itself, the vast majority of forces would have to bow their heads and act subservient in front of the Chen Family.

Apart from a few children of the Great Families, who else would dare raise their heads in their presence?

Moreover, that young woman in the purple dress was a direct lineage member of the Chen Family, someone with an extremely high status within the family.

“These few are doomed!”

“They don’t know what it means to offend the Chen Family, but then, who is that purple-dressed woman?

She sure carries a big air about her, not having said a word up to this point.”

“Shh, keep your voice down, her name is Chen Yan, she’s a daughter of one of the family heads.”

In the crowd, some recognized the purple-dressed woman.

“The daughter of a Chen family head?

No wonder, so arrogant and untouchable!” Those around let out sighs.

To the onlookers, it seemed certain that Jing Yan and his companions were finished.

Even if they somehow survived this, they probably wouldn’t be able to continue participating in the entrance examinations for the Three Major Academies.

Some even felt Jing Yan was incredibly foolish.

Faced with a colossus like the Chen Family, one should immediately bow their head.

Even if you were truly innocent, you should still act subservient.

If the Chen Family demands you to kneel and apologize, then you should kneel and apologize.

“These few do have some spine, though!” someone else let out with admiration.

“Spine?

What good is spine?

When you’re about to die, what use is spine?” Another person replied, their face filled with disdain and contempt.

Staying alive is what matters most.

To risk one’s life for a bit of self-respect was seen by the vast majority as not worth it, utterly foolish.

“However, we are at Juhua Restaurant, and it’s Prince Manor’s property.

Even the Chen Family shouldn’t dare to go too far, right?” someone questioned with a frown and shake of their head.

“What do you know?

You want to bet?

Even if the Chen Family members kill these young warriors from Donglin City, they won’t face any trouble for it,” sneered someone nearby.

…

“Hahahahaha…” The triangle-eyed man, after a moment of astonishment, burst into mad laughter.

“You bumpkin, it seems you still can’t grasp the situation!

I’ll tell you now, the Chen Family, indeed, can bully people.

The Chen Family, indeed, can flaunt their power from all sides!

You little brats, if the three of you don’t kneel down and admit your wrongs today…” The triangle-eyed man’s eyes gleamed with ferocity.

“Chen Bing!”

Just then, the purple-dressed woman Chen Yan finally turned around, casting Jing Yan a fleeting glance before calling out the triangle-eyed man’s name.

Jing Yan, too, saw Chen Yan’s gaze.

That superiority, that condescension, arrogance to the core.

“Miss!” Chen Bing hurriedly responded with respect.

“Don’t waste words on them.

I’m getting annoyed, their chattering is disturbing my tea,” Chen Yan said in a soft voice, waving her arm slightly.

In her eyes, Jing Yan and his companions seemed to be nothing more than flies.

Now, these flies had started to disturb her, and she had lost patience to continue entertaining them.

“If they won’t kneel, then cripple them and throw them out.

Or, just kill them!

Let them understand that the dignity of the Chen Family is not to be challenged!” Chen Yan placed the delicate teacup in her other hand gently on the table as she spoke indifferently.

To just kill them!

She made it sound as if it was akin to killing a few stray cats or dogs, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

In her eyes, human lives seemed to mean less than insects, not even worth considering as such.

Unwilling to kneel and apologize, then they should be crippled and thrown out, or just killed.

Domineering!

Arrogant!

The dignity of the Chen Family was not to be challenged!

Hearing Chen Yan’s words, even if Jing Yan had the patience of a saint, he could not remain indifferent.

Their lives appeared so trivial and insignificant in the eyes of the other party.

To understand this, you should know that Juhua Restaurant belongs to the Prince Manor’s property.

Here, a young woman from the Chen Family can easily take another’s life.

If this were to happen on the street outside, what then?

Would they just kill anyone they disliked on sight?

The onlooking crowd felt a chill surge within them.

They were fortunate not to have sought justice for this incident; otherwise, if any of them had spoken up for the young martial artist being beaten, they might now find themselves on Chen Yan’s kill list too, right?

Their gazes towards Chen Yan were filled with shock and fear.

This Chen Yan, with her elegant appearance, appeared to be around twenty years old.

However, her heart was extraordinarily cruel.

From her demeanor, it was hard to tell how many she had already killed.

“Yes!

Miss, I’ll act now!” Chen Bing’s body trembled, and he responded loudly.

He then turned his sinister gaze upon Jing Yan.

“Little guy, let’s start with you!

Tell me, should I cripple you and throw you out, or should I kill you and leave your body to be gnawed by wild beasts?” Chen Bing sneered repeatedly, his eyes flashing with cruelty, and his murderous intent enveloping Jing Yan entirely.

The crowd hastened to step back, fearing they would be dragged into the fray.

“You think you’re capable?” Jing Yan, filled with fury, became even more calm.

His face was as still as water.

His dismissive retort was clear, not just to Chen Bing, who felt the scorn directed towards him, but even the unrelated bystanders could see the disdain Jing Yan held for him.

Such disdain was deep-seated; it wasn’t feigned.

“Boom!” Chen Bing couldn’t tolerate such contempt; his eyes suddenly reddened, his Primordial Energy fluctuated wildly, and his intent to kill was palpable.

“You’re looking for death, then I’ll grant it to you!” Chen Bing flipped his palm outward, and amid a surge of Qi, a dark shadow of claws lunged towards Jing Yan.

The terrible power overflowed, causing the faces of the onlooking martial artists to pale.

“Late-stage Innate Expert, he’s a Late-stage Innate Expert!” Someone recognized Chen Bing’s level of Cultivation and shouted out loud.

“Hehe, you little beast, die for me!” With a fierce shout, Chen Bing’s figure flickered forward, and the terrifying claw shadows pierced menacingly towards Jing Yan’s head.

While still seated, Chen Yan’s lips curled slightly, her eyes cold and detached as she watched.

There seemed to be a fervent anticipation in her gaze as she looked forward to seeing Jing Yan dead under those claws.

Perhaps she relished the sight of a brain bursting open.

She moistened her red lips and exhaled leisurely, thoroughly at ease.

“You overestimate yourself!” Jing Yan muttered lowly.

“Oh?

You dare resist?” Chen Bing’s eyes narrowed, scoffing.

Perhaps in his view, when he decided to kill someone, they shouldn’t resist and simply stand there to be slain!

“Shh!” The Qi within Jing Yan’s Fog Vortex finally burst forth, sweeping out through his entire body’s Martial Arts Meridians.

The Skyfire Sword appeared in his hand in an instant, a thread of red light turned into a shocking whip of energy, racing towards the black claw shadow overhead.

“Rip!” The black claw shadow, like a torn piece of cloth, was split apart by a sharp pair of scissors.

The scene was vividly clear, even for someone like Jing Luoyu, who hadn’t yet entered the Innate Realm, to see.

They could plainly see the terrifying black claw shadow torn apart in an instant.

The red sword light did not disperse, carrying fearsome power, it continued advancing towards Chen Bing after tearing through the claw shadow.

“What?”

“No good!” A hint of panic flashed across Chen Bing’s haughty face.

How could he have imagined his attack would be so effortlessly crushed?

The red Sword Light was terrifyingly powerful, and Chen Bing felt a bone-chilling cold envelop him entirely in its glow.

In his panic, he desperately mobilized his Primordial Energy in an attempt to fend off the red sword light.

Yet, even with all his Qi pushed to the limit, the red sword light still approached him.

In his utmost defense, he managed only to slightly slow its speed.

“Boom!” The next moment, Chen Bing’s body was sent flying backward, a ghastly bloody hole gaping in his abdomen, spewing scarlet blood.

One sword strike!

Just one!

Chen Bing, in the realm of Late Innate, had his body pierced through by this single sword strike.

“Cough…” Chen Bing, lying on the ground, started coughing.

Blood poured continuously from his mouth, his eyes filled with shock.

“Mi… Miss!” Chen Bing struggled to look towards Chen Yan, his speech slurred.

Then, his breath grew weaker and weaker.

Jing Yan’s sword strike hadn’t only pierced his abdomen; a blow to the midsection wouldn’t typically be fatal to a Late-stage Innate expert unless it hit a vital spot.

However, the sword energy that Jing Yan had driven into his body had shredded his Fog Vortex and Martial Arts Meridians completely.

With such a devastating wound, Chen Bing’s life force ebbed away in mere moments.

His body stiffened as he lay there, staring at Chen Yan, dying with eyes wide open.

Clearly, he died with disbelief.

He couldn’t understand how he had been slain by a single sword strike, killed by such a young martial artist.