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Chapter 60: Chapter 60: One Cut!
 

“Chen has always respected the elderly and cherished the young, if Mr. Xu has any last… any words to say, just speak them.” Chen Yuan stood two zhang in front of Xu Changming, his long sword propped on the ground.

His expression seemed rather unconcerned.

Xu Changming’s face turned dark as he spoke softly,

“It has always been the case that martial arts halls compete in matches without interference from the government. The court has its rules, and the Jianghu has its own.

It would be best if Magistrate Chen did not insist on standing out. Otherwise, if County Governor Zhao were to find out, I’m afraid he would say that Magistrate Chen is being naive…”

Xu Changming subtly threatened by bringing up the County Governor.

“Is Mr. Xu threatening this arrest officer?” Chen Yuan asked sternly, but he wasn’t surprised by Xu Changming having backers.

The relationships within Ping’an County had always been complex. Anyone who had made a name for themselves either possessed great personal strength or… had someone supporting them from behind.

But the eighth-ranked civil official Zhao Shuping couldn’t intimidate Chen Yuan.

Although he was third in rank within the County Government, his influence was not that significant. He essentially had to rely on the County Magistrate and was barely involved with the other departments.

“It’s not a threat, but an admonishment. Magistrate Chen is so young to have been promoted to the position of arrest officer; the future is boundless. Why would you want to make an enemy of us for the sake of Sanhe Boxing Club?”

Chen Yuan sneered,

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“There’s a saying that goes ‘an old man who will not die is a scoundrel.’ Fine then, the government will not interfere.”

“Such would be…”

Xu Changming nodded, but before he could finish his speech, he heard another sentence from Chen Yuan:

“Since Chen has learned things from the Sanhe Boxing Club, representing myself surely won’t break these rotten rules, right?”

With that, Chen Yuan picked up his sword and walked to the center of the ring, looking directly at the three people represented by Xu Changming and said,

“Isn’t this supposed to be a contest? Who’s first?”

“Magistrate Chen really wants to intervene?” Xu Changming asked in a serious tone.

“Do we need to continue with the nonsense?”

“Fine, since Arrest Officer Chen is so confident, then Sun will test out Arrest Officer Chen’s skills.” The burly man in a yellow robe slowly took off his clothes, revealing his muscular torso.

His chest heaved slightly, betraying his extraordinary blood and Qi.

Sun Xiong glanced at Chen Yuan with a hint of coldness in his heart. The time for retribution for the earlier rebuke had come, and although he took Chen Yuan’s strength seriously,

he was not overly anxious. In the end, Chen Yuan was just a Blood Refining Martial Artist, while he himself had undergone Blood Refining three times and was only a step away from the Bone Refining Realm.

Sun Xiong raised his hand, and a long spear was thrown by his disciple, landing perfectly in his hand.

“Arrest Officer Chen, please.”

Sun Xiong saluted with a cupped fist, flicked his spear to perform a flourish, took a step forward, and lunged directly at Chen Yuan’s chest with the spear.

Chen Yuan’s gaze sharpened, and the Qi around his body surged instantly. As Sun Xiong’s spear thrust towards him, Chen Yuan tilted his head to dodge and immediately gripped the handle of his sword and pulled fiercely.

White light flashed.

“Pu.”

Half of Sun Xiong’s face was sheared off, the blood spurting half a meter high.

“Bang!”

Soon, his stalwart body thudded to the ground with a muffled groan.

The onlookers were silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Chen Yuan wiped his bloodstained sword on Sun Xiong’s body before sheathing it, saying softly,

“What were you showing off for?”

His gaze swept over the crowd as Chen Yuan’s expression remained calm, as if he had merely killed a small chick, and he called out loudly,

“Who else?”

Silence. Everyone watching seemed to be frozen in place.

Sun Xiong, a Martial Artist of strong Blood Refining Level, capable of resisting a Bone Refining expert for a short time, had been slain by this newly appointed arrest officer Chen with a single strike.

Now lying on the ground like a dead dog, the half of his face that had fallen off was covered in bright red blood, eyes wide open even in death!

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Nanshan’s eyes. He had guessed that Chen Yuan’s position as an arrest officer meant his strength was certainly not weak, but he never imagined it would be this formidable.

With the power he displayed now, he could probably even compete with a master of the Bone Refining Realm.

He was definitely not far from reaching the Bone Refining Realm himself.

In fact, it was indeed so; if one could not easily eliminate a martial artist who had refined their blood three times after refining their own blood four times with a top-level Body Refining Divine Skill, then it didn’t deserve to be known as one of the most premier Body Refining Divine Skills in Jianghu.

Plus, with the instant explosive power of the Sword Drawing Skill, achieving this was not surprising.

But the shock it gave the crowd was incomparable.

The government officials who came with Chen Yuan saw their arrest officer demonstrating such terrifying strength and their previous complaints began to be replaced by reverence.

Martial Artists, as a matter of course, worship the strong.

Wang Ping’s mouth curved into a proud smile, as if he was more proud than Chen Yuan, the person directly involved.

Seeing no one else speak up, Chen Yuan turned his gaze to Xu Changming, who was dressed in white:

“Elder Xu, how about we have a match?,”

Xu Changming’s face was full of solemnity as he clasped his hands and said:

“I am old and my strength has diminished significantly, so naturally, I am no match for Lord Chen. I admit defeat.”

Xu Changming conceded without hesitation, not minding the loss of face in surrendering to a junior. Sun Xiong’s body was lying there at the moment, and being of advanced age, he did not want to end up in the same predicament.

If he died, what would become of the few concubines at his home?

“What about you?” Chen Yuan’s gaze shifted to another brawny man.

The man quickly waved his hand and laughed:

“Lord Chen possesses astonishing strength, a majestic presence I cannot hope to compare with. I will take my leave…”

As he spoke, he bowed to Zhao Nanshan quickly and, without giving Xu Changming another glance, hurriedly led a group of disciples from the martial arts hall, eager to leave the Sanhe Boxing Club.

“I… I will also take my leave.”

Xu Changming cursed silently at the speed of the man’s departure but was not about to be outdone.

“Wait…”

Chen Yuan said.

Xu Changming and the other brawny man froze on the spot, then asked with a beaming smile:

“Does Lord Chen have any further instructions?”

“This arrest officer does not wish to see any more disputes arising from the Sanhe Martial Arts Hall in the future, otherwise…” Chen Yuan walked over to a tree in the courtyard as thick as a bowl.

Golden Paint spread instantly beneath the sleeve of his right arm, as Chen Yuan gathered his strength and threw a punch.

“Boom!”

The tree was directly shattered by the punch!

Chen Yuan slowly turned around, casting a cool glance at Xu Changming and the brawny man.

“Lord Chen speaks truly, from this day forward, our three martial arts halls will certainly support one another,” Xu Changming said with a forced smile, bowing before turning to leave.

The brawny man followed closely behind, not far behind.

Only after they had left some distance did the brawny man look back with lingering fear and sighed:

“Brother Sun was truly unlucky to become a stepping stone for Chen Yuan.”

“Elder Xu, why didn’t you suppress that lad’s arrogance? With your strength, you could have done it, no?”

“I’d rather not have this old frame of mine taken apart, even if I won, death would not be far away. Besides, with one martial arts hall already gone, why bother flaunting a Martial Artist’s courage?”

Xu Changming recalled the scene of Sun Xiong’s death and the power of that punch, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

“Do you think I could have withstood him?”

“That punch was at least equal to twenty years of my power. Do you think you could withstand it?”

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