The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Jing Yan’s Strength Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Jing Yan’s Strength The people around could tell Jing Yan might be from a major family in the cities below.

This was evident from the Sumeru Ring he possessed.

However, when those from the cities visited Lanqu County City, they had to keep a low profile.

Offending someone like Steward Wan in Lanqu Square market meant a young Martial Artist like Jing Yan would be in for a bad end.

The major families from the cities below might be domineering and insufferable within their own domain, but this was Lanqu County City!

For a young Martial Artist like Jing Yan, dying here would leave his family’s influence powerless against people like Steward Wan.

“Kid, prepare to die!” Steward Wan shouted as he fiercely slapped out his hand.

“Based on you?” Jing Yan’s lips slightly curled upward as he countered by slapping out his Palm Seal towards Steward Wan.

Jing Yan had reached the Innate Middle Stage, the peak of his Cultivation, and his Combat Power was much stronger than when he had killed Zhao Zhenyan.

To Jing Yan, a typical Martial Artist at the Peak Realm posed no threat.

Steward Wan, at most, had Peak Cultivation, and even among those at the Peak Cultivation level, he probably wasn’t the strongest.

With such strength, killing Jing Yan?

That was absolutely impossible!

“Boom!”

Vigorous Primordial Energy clashed as the two Palm Seals collided fiercely.

“Shhh!”

Steward Wan’s figure was shot backward, retreating over ten meters before he could steady himself.

He looked at Jing Yan in shock.

Admittedly, he was at the Peak of Innate, and though that didn’t count as overly strong in Lanqu County City, it wasn’t a weak level either.

He had thought subduing Jing Yan would be like picking off a ripe fruit with ease.

After learning about Jing Yan’s possession of the Sumeru Ring, he plotted to kill Jing Yan and seize his resources.

But the outcome completely exceeded his expectations; Jing Yan’s power was much greater than he had imagined.

After clashing just one palm with Jing Yan, he ended up at a disadvantage.

While Jing Yan only slightly swayed and took a step back, he was thrown back by ten meters.

How was this possible?

Steward Wan was shocked, and the others were even more astonished.

Who would have thought that such a young Martial Artist, apparently not even twenty years old, could possess such terrifying strength?

From that slim figure, how could such robust Primordial Energy be contained?

Who on earth was this young Martial Artist?

Steward Wan’s face turned serious, and Deacon Fang also had a flurry of thoughts, gaping at Jing Yan.

He knew Steward Wan very well and was aware of his strength, comparable to his own.

But the fact that Steward Wan had failed to instantly kill or capture Jing Yan—could it be that Steward Wan had been careless and not utilized his full strength?

Deacon Fang glanced at Steward Wan, his brows knitting together again, uncertain in his heart.

Deacon Fang wasn’t sure how much strength Steward Wan had exerted, but Steward Wan knew he had used almost all his power.

He had not resorted to weapons or Martial Arts; his Primordial Energy had been nearly fully activated.

He intended to kill Jing Yan with a single slap, showing no mercy.

“Deacon Fang, this kid isn’t easy to deal with,” Steward Wan said with a flicker in his gaze.

“Oh?” Deacon Fang’s eyebrows immediately knit together.

“With just that level of ability, you dare to speak so arrogantly?” Jing Yan laughed and mockingly said with narrowed eyes.

Their single exchange allowed Jing Yan to gain a rough understanding of Steward Wan’s strength.

If a serious fight were to ensue, Steward Wan was barely comparable to Zhao Zhenyan in the Late Innate Realm.

Even if he was somewhat stronger than Zhen Yan, it wasn’t by much.

That is to say, if Jing Yan wanted to kill Steward Wan, he could do it, and it wouldn’t take much time.

“Why don’t you two come at me together?” Jing Yan continued with a cold laugh.

Steward Wan’s gaze turned sharp.

After realizing Jing Yan’s extraordinary strength, he had already begun to consider withdrawing.

At Jing Yan’s age, surely not over twenty, to have such a formidable capacity, it was likely he came from a significant background.

But Jing Yan’s following words ignited his anger again.

Steward Wan, as a manager in Lanqu Square’s market, was sought after by many important figures in Lanqu County City.

How could he tolerate the mockery from a young snot-nosed brat?

No matter how strong Jing Yan was, he wasn’t a scion of a large family within Lanqu County City.

What would happen if he were to be killed?

“Steward Wan, since this kid wants the two of us to join forces against him, why not oblige him?” Deacon Fang said with a sinister tone.

“Right, since this kid is so confident in himself, it would be rude of us not to fulfill his wish, wouldn’t it?” Steward Wan said with a cold chuckle, nodding.

“Boom!

Boom!”

The two of them attacked Jing Yan simultaneously.

“Truly shameless, the two of you, with ages adding up to over a hundred years, really dare to join forces against me, a young Martial Artist not yet twenty years old,” Jing Yan said with a sharp gaze.

His comments just now were merely intended to mock the other party, but it seemed both individuals had thick enough skins to actually join forces.

Ordinary people couldn’t pull off such an act.

“Hmph,” Jing Yan snorted coldly, “Sky Wings!”

“Boom!”

“Thud thud thud!”

The three of them engaged in a fierce battle right there in the market stall area.

The vendors all around packed up their stalls and retreated to a distance.

“Lao Wu, it looks like you’ve offended a very formidable martial artist,” someone said to the stall owner known as Lao Wu, shaking their head.

At this time, Lao Wu himself started to worry.

Jing Yan’s strength was astonishingly great.

Most of these people were the type to bully the weak and fear the strong.

If he had known how terrifying Jing Yan was, he certainly wouldn’t have caused any trouble.

But even if he regretted it now, it was too late.

All he could hope was that Steward Wan and Deacon Fang could take down that young man.

And if they were unable to, then he, Lao Wu, might no longer be able to set up a stall here for fear of retribution from that young martial artist.

Lao Wu’s complexion darkened, yet he said nothing.

Jing Ziqi watched the intense battle with an anxious gaze.

She, too, was taken aback by the strength that Jing Yan demonstrated.

She knew that Jing Yan’s capabilities should be no less than hers; back at the Jing Family competition, Jing Yan had defeated Jing Tianlong, who was at the Early Innate Realm, before even advancing to the Innate Realm himself.

At that time, Jing Ziqi realized that Jing Yan’s combat power was terrifyingly strong.

Earlier today, as soon as Jing Yan saw her, he knew she had broken through to the Innate Middle Stage Realm.

However, Jing Ziqi was so overjoyed to see Jing Yan at the time that she hadn’t thought much of it.

Now, it appeared that Jing Yan’s strength had far surpassed her own.

She didn’t know much about the manager of the market stall area, but she did know something about Deacon Fang from the Outer Court of Red Lotus Academy.

She knew that Deacon Fang’s realm was at the Innate Peak Cultivation.

Now it seemed that Steward Wan was of a similar level to Deacon Fang.

Yet, Jing Yan was able to fight equally with these two Innate Peak Realm experts, not falling behind.

So how strong was Jing Yan, exactly?

“Ziqi?”

Suddenly, a purple figure appeared beside Jing Ziqi.

“Uh?” Jing Ziqi blinked in surprise and turned to look at the newcomer, “Yunfei?”

Jing Ziqi called out slightly startled when she saw the person who had appeared unexpectedly.

“I was passing by and saw that a crowd had gathered at the market stall area, so I came to take a look.

I didn’t expect to find you here, Ziqi.

What happened?

Why did someone start a fight?” The woman named Yunfei asked with a frown.

Her name was Mu Yunfei.

“Just now, Jing Yan and I came to the market.

In the stall area, Jing Yan bought some damaged Martial Arts Stele.

We were about to leave when that stall owner accused Jing Yan of stealing his things.

He must have thought Jing Yan found something valuable at his stall and regretted the sale.

Then, that Steward Wan and our Red Lotus Academy’s Deacon Fang arrived.

Without asking for any clarification, they accused Jing Yan of stealing from the stall owner, and so…” Jing Ziqi said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunfei understood.

She was also familiar with the affairs of the market stall area.

Mu Yunfei was also a student of Red Lotus Academy and not only knew Jing Ziqi but also had a good relationship with her.

“That Steward Wan really is unreasonable.

Just because he manages the market stall area, he bullies people at will!” Mu Yunfei’s face turned cold.

“Steward Wan, stop!” Mu Yunfei shouted in anger.

“Hm?”

“Miss Yunfei?” Steward Wan, hearing the shout, finally turned his gaze towards Mu Yunfei standing with Jing Ziqi.

His expression subtly changed, and then he quickly retreated.

Deacon Fang also made a similar move, rapidly withdrawing from the battle.

While fighting Jing Yan, both men grew increasingly nervous.

Together, they couldn’t defeat Jing Yan, and if the battle continued, neither could be sure of victory.

Seeing the two men withdraw, Jing Yan didn’t pursue further.

To take down these two Innate Peak experts in a short amount of time would not be easy for Jing Yan.

“Miss Yunfei, what brings you here?” Steward Wan, with a forced smile, approached Mu Yunfei and respectfully greeted her.

“So it’s Miss Yunfei!” Deacon Fang, too, smiled and gave a slight bow to Mu Yunfei.

Both men recognized Mu Yunfei!

Jing Ziqi looked at Mu Yunfei with some astonishment.

Although she had a good relationship with Mu Yunfei, she didn’t quite know what Mu Yunfei’s identity was.

Seeing Steward Wan and Deacon Fang treating Mu Yunfei with such respect, it was clear that Mu Yunfei’s status was extraordinary.

“Steward Wan, why are you fighting with someone in the marketplace?

Don’t you know the rules of Lanqu Square Market?” Mu Yunfei asked coldly, looking at Steward Wan unpleased.