Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 154's. Give a Chance
"Brother, tell me frankly, what is your current level of strength?" He had an itchy curiosity about Zhang En's strength.
"Just take it as an early God Swordsman." Even though Zhang En could defeat Zhao Chen, he was still at the Four Star God Swords realm a step away from breaking through to the Five Star realm.
Yan Xun was completely shocked by Zhang En's reply, his eyeballs were rounded like they were about to fall, that gaze was no different from looking at an unknown strange creature.
All of a sudden, the restaurant boss rushed to their table with an anxious expression. He spoke in an urgent tone, “Young Master, you guys run fast! Just now, the City King's Advisor ordered the city's lockdown, all the city guards rushed here!"
Zhang En nodded. While talking to Yan Xun from the start, Zhang En already knew that most of the Xinyu City officials supported Lu Jing. Zhang En calmly lifted his cup and emptied the wine inside.
Seeing Zhang En and Yan Xun's nonchalant response, the restaurant boss urged them, “Young Master, hurry up and leave, otherwise it will be too late. I heard the Wind God Sect Leader and a group of experts from the Wind God Sect are rushing here, they might already be right outside the city gate!"
Just like before, as the voice of the restaurant boss ended, an overwhelming pressure enveloped the entire Xinyu City like a flood appeared from above the sky.
At the same time outside, Ao Baixue, who was releasing the aura of the Swordsman God, flew straight towards the Delicious Restaurant with incredible wind speed. In the blink of an eye, Ao Baixue, Fan Yiming, and the disciples of the Wind God Sect stopped right above the Delicious Restaurant.
“Greetings, Elder Ao, Elder Fan.” City King Wu Feng's advisor, who had brought the city guards to surround the Delicious Restaurant from the start, rushed forward to pay his respects to Ao Baixue and Fan Yiming along with the other Xinyu City nobles, who were also in the city, kneeled.
Ao Baixue nodded, allowing them to get up. Spreading out his spiritual aura, he instantly locked onto Zhang En's group.
“Zhang En, Yun Xun, you guys have been surrounded from all angles, hurry here and kneel in front of Elder Ao!” The leader of the Wind God Sect, Fan Yiming took a step forward, shouting loudly.
Around the restaurant it was quiet. A few seconds later, the door of the restaurant opened, Zhang En came out with Yan Xun and the giant ghost of Feng Yang. Zhang En's gaze collided with Ao Baixue in midair.
Fan Yiming sneered coldly as he saw Zhang En appear, “You are Zhang En? Boy, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?! I'm sure you've realized that Elder Ao is an expert Swordsman of God. Killing you is just like a child's game."
Zhang En only glanced at Ao Baixue "Right?"
But Yan Xun's face was pale as he looked at Ao Baixue, a Swordsman of Gods, his presence in a small town like Xianyu City was a supreme existence.
Overcoming his shock, Yan Xun turned towards Zhang En, "Brother, I have dragged you into trouble, forgive me!"
Zhang En looked at Yan Xun confidently, saying, "Don't worry."
“Do not worry?” Ao Baixue laughed, though,
“Zhang En, Chairman Xin Long and also Elder Chao are both in the Imperial City now, do you think they can come here to save you?”
Zhang En faced Ao Baixue nonchalantly, "Do you think you can hurt me?"
Ao Baixue laughed even louder at Zhang En's words, his eyes judging Zhang En from top to bottom, “You're trying to say that with your current strength you can compete with me?" His tone was thick with ridicule.
The experts from the Wind God Sect joined Ao Baixue in mocking laughter.
Zhang En then looked at Ao Baixue, "Don't tell me I didn't give you a chance to summon your martial spirit."
Ao Baixue was startled, the laughter from Fan Yiming's group died down. When they finally understood that Zhang En was earnest with what he said, strange expressions hung on their faces looking at Zhang En.
"What did you say?" Ao Baixue said hesitantly, "Barusan, you said you wanted to give me a chance so that I could summon my Martial Spirit? Did I just hear it right?"
Zhang En flatly affirmed his sentence "You didn't hear wrong."
His lips were split apart by boisterous laughter, even more immoral than before, a frenzied laughter tinged with madness to the point of forgetting himself. In the end, anger crept into Ao Baixue's laughter. This was the fury of someone who was used to being high above being challenged by someone who was on par with ants in his eyes.
This time, Fan Yiming, Wu Feng, and the others did not dare to come laughing. The terrible anger in Ao Baixue's voice did not go unnoticed.
Ao Baixue stared coldly at Zhang En, “At first, I plan to capture you alive and bring you back to the Black Crow Sect to torture you and allow you to live a few more days. But right now, I want you dead, very, very sad!"
But, Zhang En made the first move instead, before the last word was spoken out from Ao Baixue's lips, Zhang En had taken a short distance between them. Using the Divine Fist technique at full strength, it directly aimed at Ao Baixue's chest.
Feeling that Zhang En's strength was weak and negligible as he had expected, Ao Baixue's face stiffened. However, Zhang En's fist had slammed into his chest.
A terrifying strength passed through Ao Baixue's chest. The agonizing pain made him unwittingly scream as his entire body flipped over, flying backwards and crashing into the shops across the street.
The row of shops across the street was destroyed, burying Ao Baixue underneath. A cloud of dust was thrown into the air. All the noise around died in an instant. Except for the sound of the wind getting louder.
Fan Yiming and the others could hear the wind roaring in their ears. Everyone present stared blankly across the street, where Ao Baixue was buried under the already destroyed building. Between the gravel and wood crevices of the building, Ao Baixue's buttocks stood out conspicuously.
Other than his butt, they only looked at his left leg. The rest of his body was not visible in the slightest.
Standing behind Zhang En, Yan Xun, who had previously been feeling extremely worried, was now staring with his mouth agape at Zhang En.
"Didn't he just tell her that he's just an early god swordsman?"
"Zhang En damn it, he lied to me!"
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