Chapter 169: Only Three Swords—If I Fail to Defeat You, Then Count It as My Loss!

Not far away.

Watching this scene, Pei Qingfeng could not help but feel greatly surprised.

Although he knew this boy possessed a spirit body, and his combat power was by no means comparable to those of the same rank,

being able to defeat Pei Shan, who had grasped sword intent, in such a short time was truly somewhat unexpected.

What was even more worth pondering was—

Pei Qingfeng saw at a glance that the other party had not exerted his full strength.

Without yet exerting full strength, he could so easily defeat Pei Shan.

Such talent and strength immediately made his heart burn, giving rise to the thought of recruiting him.

After all, if such a piece of uncut jade were left in such a small clan, it would truly be gathering dust and wasted.

It would be far better to personally train him myself; with various resources stacked upon him, the effect would absolutely surpass that small clan by dozens or even a hundred times.

And this youth possessing a spirit body would surely shine brilliantly in the future!

On the other side.

Seeing Pei Shan defeated in just a few exchanges, Pei Bu's expression gradually grew solemn.

Even though they were separated by some distance, he could still draw a conclusion he himself hardly believed from the mighty aura revealed during their exchange.

That conclusion was—the other party's strength was very likely on par with his own, fifty-fifty!

But how could that possibly be?

I possess a Purple Mansion realm sixth-layer cultivation base!

This boy is merely at the Purple Mansion realm second-layer cultivation base; how does he qualify to compete with me?!

Deeply shaken, Pei Bu silently looked toward Jiang Chen opposite him.

Presumably, in this small Jiang clan, producing one prodigy was already enough to count as their ancestral graves emitting green smoke; there absolutely wouldn't be a second!

Thinking of this, he said coldly, "I never expected that within your Jiang clan there would be such a stunning genius. It seems the two of us siblings have indeed underestimated you..."

Pei Bu summoned his longsword, his right palm gripping the hilt tightly: "What a pity, though—in the face of absolute strength, all talent is useless. Now, do you dare to fight me?"

A streak of unusually fierce sword intent was quietly brewing, preparing to erupt into a heaven-shaking strike!

Seeing this, Jiang Chen's expression remained as usual, still cold and proud.

With a wave of his right hand, he instantly summoned a silver-white longsword from his Purple Mansion space.

This was not the Earth-grade supreme treasure sword bestowed upon him by the clan leader.

Rather, it was that Mysterious-grade lower-grade sword—the clan leader's personal sword he had always treasured and regarded as a precious gem!

Jiang Chen held the sword in hand and looked coldly at Pei Bu.

"Since you dare to spout such nonsense at the clan leader, then I shall use the very sword the clan leader once wielded to let you understand what it means by disaster coming from one's own mouth!"

As the words fell, the surface of the silver-white blade was gradually enveloped by a layer of milky-white light.

This was sword Dao origin gang, fused with pure Yang origin power and sword essence, capable of augmenting the power of slaughter!

Jiang Chen's eyes shone bright as he said in a deep voice, "I shall only strike three swords. If after three swords I fail to defeat you, then count it as my loss!"

The moment these words were spoken, all the Jiang clan members present immediately broke into an uproar!

"Isn't that person a Purple Mansion cultivator? Brother Chen actually wants to defeat the opponent in three swords—wouldn't that be a bit overconfident?"

"Hmph! These past days, the exchanges between Brother Chen and Brother Yan—haven't you all seen them? Brother Yan was able to defeat that woman, so how could Brother Chen not defeat this man? Why boost the enemy's morale and destroy our own?"

"That's easy to say. I also know Brother Chen will surely win, but to boast before the fight and claim he'll defeat the opponent within three swords is really a bit reckless."

"Heh, in my view, it's not necessarily so. Judging by Clan Brother Jiang Chen's strength, the people of Dahe Jiangong are surely no match for him!"

"Oh? How would you know that?"

"Cannot say."

In the crowd, Jiang Han observed secretly while smiling and speaking.

Now, his cultivation base had already reached the Innate realm ninth layer.

Although he had not yet reached the Purple Mansion realm, being well-versed in various martial techniques, his eye naturally was not low.

Coupled with having secretly observed the sparring between his two elder brothers several times, it had allowed him to discern quite a few things.

Knowing full well how immensely powerful Jiang Chen was, he could easily determine that the disciple of Dahe Jiangong before them was absolutely no match for his own clan brother, and could only face being crushed!

At the same time, on the other side.

Hearing the discussions all around, Pei Bu was instantly furious, his face almost turning the color of pork liver!

He had never expected that, at this point, the other party still maintained such a lofty, superior attitude and dared to look down on him so!

He glared viciously at Jiang Chen: "To dare claim you'll defeat me within three swords—such arrogant words are truly the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!"

"But since you have dared to say you'll defeat me within three swords, if I don't respond, it would make me seem to have lost my spirit. I'll return the same words to you."

"If you can receive my three swords without being defeated, then count it as my loss!"

At this point, in order to salvage his face, Pei Bu had also thrown caution to the wind.

Although he was unclear about the other party's strength, since the other party dared to boast outright, how could he himself fall a step behind?

As the words fell, he could no longer suppress the fury in his heart, and immediately converted all his anger into fighting spirit.

In an instant, sword intent surged, rapidly climbing to its peak!

Dahe Sword Art!

In order to recover his face in the shortest time possible, Pei Bu unleashed from the very start the sect-protecting ultimate technique of Dahe Jiangong—the Earth-grade upper-grade "Dahe Sword Art"!

His sword was drawn with extreme speed, so fast it left an afterimage, almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

Vast, surging Purple Mansion origin power clung to the blade, vibrating at an extremely high frequency, producing resonance and emitting a heaven-shaking roar like the ceaseless torrent of a great river!

An incomparably powerful aura poured forth, carrying endless edge, causing all the Jiang clan members present to involuntarily retreat several steps.

"Boy! Let me have a taste of your ability!"

Pei Bu's face darkened. With a flick of his wrist, his sword-body moved like a dragon, emitting an earsplitting roar as he launched a surprise attack!

Facing this overwhelmingly powerful sword strike, one that seemed like a killing blow.

Jiang Chen curled his lip, feeling only that it was still too slow.

Under the refinement of immortal fire, his current vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch all far surpassed those of the same rank, reaching a terrifying degree capable of matching Star Wheel realm cultivators!

Therefore, a sword strike that appeared lightning-fast to outsiders looked pitifully slow in his eyes.

So the instant the sword-tip fell, Jiang Chen immediately caught the flaw, then activated the movement technique exchanged from the Scripture Pavilion, his figure flashed, and he dodged this fatal sword strike in an instant!

Immediately after, without waiting for Pei Bu to react, Jiang Chen decisively executed the newly mastered Return to Origin Sword Art!

Overwhelming sword qi shot out in all directions, instantly startling Pei Bu's heart.

But he was, after all, one who had comprehended sword intent. Relying on over a decade of insight into the sword dao, he still reacted instinctively, hastily bringing his sword up to guard his body, and in the span of a lightning flash, barely blocked this strike!

Bang!

A massive muffled sound rang out!

Before Jiang Chen's monstrous physical body, refined by immortal fire and further tempered by cultivating the Great Sun Body Refining Art.

Pei Bu had not a shred of power to resist, and was instantly sent flying by a burst of divine force!