Free Web NovelChapter 179: Chapter 124: Overwhelming the Iron Sword Sect
After a commotion, the eyes of the Iron Sword Sect members fell in unison upon a young man in a white robe. This was Jiang Feng, a True Inheritor of the Profound Sword Peak. His strength was second only to Xiong Lie’s, and he had once fought Xiong Lie fiercely for a hundred moves before being defeated.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Jiang Feng of the Iron Sword Sect’s Profound Sword Peak asks for Deputy Captain Chen’s guidance!"
Chen Sheng, still seated on his horse, nodded slightly. "Proceed."
Jiang Feng didn’t dare to be arrogant. Since Chen Sheng could defeat Xiong Lie, his strength was definitely not to be underestimated. He let out a sharp cry as his body shot up like a crane soaring into the sky. With a CLANG, the longsword on his back flew from its sheath.
Cyan Profound Sword Technique—Cloud-Breaking Technique!
The Sword Light was like a bolt of silk. The cyan Sword Qi tore through the air, transforming into a brilliant streak of light that shot straight for Chen Sheng’s face.
He had put his all into this one strike!
Chen Sheng’s eyes narrowed. The moment his opponent moved, he stomped on his stirrup, his body launching into the air like a great roc spreading its wings. A faint golden light swirled around him as he gripped the Earth-shaking Spear with both hands. Treating it like a giant club, he executed a simple, unadorned horizontal sweep.
BOOM—!!
The wind from the spear howled, striking first despite being launched second.
Faced with this pure power, Jiang Feng’s sharp Sword Light shattered inch by inch like glass. The Earth-shaking Spear’s momentum didn’t falter as it swept viciously toward Jiang Feng, carrying the force to sunder mountains and break peaks.
Jiang Feng’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly brought his sword back to block while pushing his Protective True Qi to its absolute limit.
BANG—!!
Another deafening crash rang out.
His Protective True Qi shattered on impact.
An irresistible force knocked the longsword from Jiang Feng’s grasp. He heard the distinct sound of his sternum breaking as his entire body was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string. He crashed heavily onto the green flagstones before the mountain gate, sending up a cloud of dust.
The entire area fell deathly silent.
The members of the Iron Sword Sect stared, dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes. Jiang Feng, whose strength was second only to Xiong Lie’s, couldn’t even take a single blow from Chen Sheng?!
In mid-air, Chen Sheng stood holding his spear, its tip angled toward the ground. His voice was calm and steady.
"Next."
That single word, like an invisible slap, struck the face of every disciple of the Iron Sword Sect.
"You’ve gone too far!"
A burly, middle-aged man roared in anger, "Yue Mountain of the Iron Sword Sect’s Heavy Sword Peak! I ask for your guidance!"
He knew he was too old to be considered part of the younger generation, but in this situation, if he didn’t step forward, what would become of the Iron Sword Sect’s honor?
Chen Sheng glanced at him, unconcerned whether his opponent was one of the "young prodigies" or not. As long as he wasn’t in the Earth Fiend Realm, Chen Sheng was ready to fight.
"Proceed."
"Hah!!"
Yue Mountain’s voice boomed like a great bell. He gripped a greatsword as wide as a door plank with both hands and stomped on the ground. The flagstones beneath his feet cracked on impact. He shot into the sky like a charging bear, wielding a force of ten thousand jun. His greatsword let out a sharp whistle as it tore through the air, cleaving ferociously down at Chen Sheng.
"A good attack."
A sharp glint flashed in Chen Sheng’s eyes. He didn’t dodge or evade. He swung the Earth-shaking Spear in another wide arc, meeting the greatsword with a simple Mount Tai Pressing Down.
CLANG—!!
The deafening clang of metal on metal echoed across the fields.
Yue Mountain suddenly felt an irresistible force travel up from the spear shaft. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger split open, and he almost lost his grip on the greatsword. He was violently smashed out of the air and back to the ground.
But he was a seasoned fighter. The moment he landed, he rolled with the momentum to disperse the force. He then sprang up again, swinging his greatsword in a horizontal sweep, aiming to cut Chen Sheng in half at the waist.
Chen Sheng’s figure flashed like a phantom as he narrowly dodged the fatal blow. At the same time, the Qi and blood in his body surged violently, and his right fist was instantly enveloped in a dense Golden Light.
One punch was thrown, stirring the wind and clouds.
The golden fist descended like a falling star, solidly smashing into the Protective Qi Shield that Yue Mountain had hastily formed.
BOOM—!!
The Protective True Qi shattered on impact.
Yue Mountain’s chest visibly caved in. He spat out a mouthful of blood and followed in Jiang Feng’s footsteps, crashing heavily to the ground and falling unconscious.
Chen Sheng slowly retracted his fist, his expression unchanged.
"Next."
A deathly silence fell over the Iron Sword Sect’s ranks. Everyone looked at each other, their faces drained of all color.
"Kuai Yusheng of the Iron Sword Sect. I ask for your guidance."
A figure shot out, gritting his teeth. With a flick of his hands, nine cold glints that seemed to have a life of their own formed a Sword Net, attacking Chen Sheng from different angles. It was the rare Flying Sword Technique.
However, facing this exquisite attack, Chen Sheng neither dodged nor evaded. With just a thought, a solid, phantom image of a Golden Bell instantly enveloped his body.
DING DING DING DING—!!
The nine flying swords struck the Golden Bell, creating a crisp sound like rain hitting banana leaves, but they were all deflected without leaving so much as a scratch.
Kuai Yusheng’s pupils shrank. Before he could change his move, Chen Sheng’s figure appeared before him as if he had teleported.
The spear struck like a dragon. A cold glint arrived first, followed by a thunderous thrust.
PFFT—!
Blood sprayed.
The Earth-shaking Spear accurately pierced Kuai Yusheng’s shoulder blade, lifting his entire body into the air. Without a glance, Chen Sheng flicked his wrist and shook the spear, sending Kuai Yusheng flying like a broken sack to land heavily on the ground.
"Next."
Chen Sheng’s voice was still level, but it carried a despair-inducing pressure.
"Liu Yuan of the Iron Sword Sect, I ask for your guidance!"
BANG—!
"Fei Wu of the Iron Sword Sect, I ask for your guidance!"
BANG—!
"Dong Ping of the Iron Sword Sect, I ask for your guidance!"
BANG—!!!
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, six Innate Experts from the Iron Sword Sect had come forward to fight. Not a single one could withstand more than one move from Chen Sheng, and each defeat was more decisive and more brutal than the last.
An air of despair permeated the Iron Sword Sect’s ranks.
The few Earth Fiend Realm experts’ faces were ashen. They clenched their fists so tightly their nails nearly dug into their flesh.
They wished they could personally step out and teach this arrogant brat a lesson, but looking at the dozens of equally formidable Peacekeeper Envoys from the Jingwu Bureau, they could only forcibly suppress the thought.
Because if they made a move, the nature of the situation would change completely.
The surrounding crowd had already erupted into an uproar, their gasps of shock and discussion merging into a single wave of sound.
"My heavens, is this Chen Sheng even human?!"
"He defeated six people in a row, all with a single move. The Iron Sword Sect has lost a great deal of face this time."
"I’d say no one below the Earth Fiend Realm is his match."
"It was really worth coming today. This scene is something I can brag about for ten years."
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"Next."
Chen Sheng’s voice rang out again, like a death curse.
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect looked at each other, but not a single one dared to step forward again.
In the face of absolute power, courage seemed so pale and feeble.
Amidst the silence and despair, a terrifying aura far surpassing the Innate Realm erupted from the depths of the Iron Sword Sect.
A majestic pressure enveloped the entire area, causing everyone’s hearts to sink and making it difficult to breathe.
Everyone looked up in horror. A middle-aged man in an embroidered, cloud-patterned robe had appeared atop the mountain gate at some unknown time. His face seemed ordinary, but his eyes held a natural authority as they opened and closed, and the aura around him was as deep as the ocean.
It was none other than the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect, a Mystic Realm expert—Lu Qingsong.
The moment Lu Qingsong appeared, a streak of red light flashed, and Vice Envoy Sun Yuzhi appeared silently by Chen Sheng’s side. Her aura was in no way inferior as she faced Lu Qingsong from a distance.
Lu Qingsong’s gaze swept over his disciples lying scattered on the ground, and an imperceptible shadow of gloom flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Although he hadn’t shown himself earlier, he had seen everything that happened. After realizing that a war of attrition was meaningless against Chen Sheng, he had no choice but to come out personally and clean up the mess.
Lu Qingsong retracted his gaze and let it fall slowly on Chen Sheng. After staring for a moment, a smile of appreciation actually appeared on his face.
"The younger generation is truly formidable. Deputy Captain Chen possesses such strength at such a young age. Given time, I fear you will have no rivals in the Jianghu of Ning’an Prefecture."
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"The Iron Sword Sect has lost this time. Within the same realm, no one is your match."
Chen Sheng stood with his spear, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Sect Leader Lu, you flatter me."
Lu Qingsong then turned to Sun Yuzhi, his tone complex.
"The Jingwu Bureau... is truly full of talented people. Governor Sun, today, the Iron Sword Sect admits defeat."
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