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Changyang Ke held the ax tightly with both hands and looked at Jian Chen with a vigilant expression. Because of the lesson just now, he no longer dared to underestimate Jian Chen, so he was particularly cautious this time.
Jian Chen always had a faint smile on his face, and when he saw Changyang Ke's eyes still filled with a kind of teasing that Changyang Ke couldn't understand, he said: "Third brother, can we start the attack?"
Changyang Ke tightened the ax in his hand, this time he mobilized all the holy power in his body, and then rushed towards Jian Chen again, the speed was obviously much faster than before.
Jian Chen casually waved his hand and held the branch that was only half a meter long. Suddenly, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if his spirit had a very obscure connection with this branch. At the same time, Jian Chen felt In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the scene in his previous life where he realized the magical power of using the sword as a god just when he was about to die. In the end, the sword in his hand, under the control of his "god", flew a hundred meters away and pierced Dugu Qiubei's throat. .
Thinking of this, Jian Chen thought about it and subconsciously controlled the branch in his hand to stab Changyang Ke.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as the thought came up, the branch in Jian Chen's hand seemed to come alive. It flew out of Jian Chen's hand autonomously and stabbed towards Changyang Ke at an extremely fast speed. The entire branch was faintly wrapped in a faint white light. As he moved, a strong and sharp sword energy emanated from it. The branches moved very fast, as fast as lightning. In a flash of light, they had already reached Chang Yangke's chest.
Feeling the flying speed of the branch and the sword energy that came from nowhere on the branch, Jian Chen was shocked and immediately controlled the branch to stop. With the speed of the branch and the sword energy that suddenly appeared on the branch, He has no doubt that this branch can definitely pierce Chang Yangke's body easily. Even if it avoids death and is seriously injured, once such a consequence occurs, Jian Chen will also cause a big disaster.
The branch finally stopped when it reached Chang Yangke's chest. Despite this, the front end of the branch also pierced into Chang Yangke's chest, but fortunately, the penetration was not deep, just the skin. , if Jian Chen reacts any slower, then Chang Yang Ke's body will be pierced by this branch, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
Jian Chen wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. There was a very obscure connection between his spirit and the branches. Through the sensing of the branches, Jian Chen understood that the branches only pierced a little of Changyang Ke's skin, and there was nothing serious. Only then It made Jian Chen feel a lot more relaxed.
The severe pain in his chest made Chang Yangke's chubby little face turn pale. When he lowered his head and saw the blood on his chest, his expression suddenly changed, and then he cried loudly, "Wow..." The tears in his eyes kept rolling out like a fountain.
"Blood...blood...bleeding, wow...fourth brother...you...you hit me, wuwu...mother...mother...I want to tell mother to go...mother...fourth brother hit me..." At this moment, Changyang Ke seemed to have turned into a naughty child who loved crying. He threw away the wooden ax in his hand and ran out of the garden crying. After all, Changyang Ke is just a child who is less than ten years old and is still growing up in a greenhouse.
Looking at Changyang Ke who gradually disappeared from sight, Jian Chen shook his head helplessly and walked towards his residence. He knew in his heart that he would probably be severely criticized next.
….
"What, Uncle Chang, are you kidding me?" In a study room, the head of the Changyang Mansion, Changyang Ba, suddenly stood up from his chair, staring closely at an old man standing opposite, He said in a surprised tone.
That old man was the steward of Changyang Mansion, Uncle Chang.
Uncle Chang nodded affirmatively and said with a serious face: "Master, I didn't believe this at first, but dozens of people in the kitchen saw it clearly. The fourth young master did kill a kitchen worker. The guy was injured after being beaten, and in the end he lifted the guy who weighed more than 100 kilograms and threw him a full five meters away. And most importantly, the guy himself was a man with... The strength of the third level of holy power.”
After hearing this, the look of surprise in Changyang Ba's eyes became even stronger, with a hint of disbelief.
Uncle Chang looked at Changyang Ba, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again: "Master, I just received news that when the Fourth Young Master was competing with the Third Young Master in the garden, he beat the Third Young Master with just a branch. is injured."
"What, Xiang'er and Ke'er had a martial arts competition, and Xiang'er actually injured Ke'er." Changyang Ba's tone was full of surprise again.
"Yes, Master, and the fourth young master used only a branch, while the third young master used a wooden axe." Uncle Chang added.
"How is this possible!" Changyang Ba stood up from the chair again and said: "Xiang'er can't cultivate the power of the Holy Spirit at all. On the other hand, Ke'er is not only three years older than Xiang'er, but also has the power of the Holy Spirit. After reaching the third level, plus practicing martial arts every day during this period, how could I be defeated by Xiang'er who doesn't know martial arts."
At this time, a half-meter-long branch suddenly appeared in Uncle Chang's hand and said: "Master, the fourth young master used this branch to defeat the third young master."
Changyang Ba borrowed the branch that Uncle Chang handed over, which was a little thinner than his little finger. There was still a little blood on the other end of the branch.
When Changyang Ba's eyes fell on the dried blood at the break of the branch, his face suddenly became serious and he said: "Uncle Chang, are Ke'er okay?"
"The third young master is fine, it's just that his skin was broken a little bit." Uncle Chang replied.
Changyang Ba nodded slightly, his face looked better now, and then he took the branch in his hand and looked at it carefully several times, and the look in his eyes became more and more doubtful, and finally he couldn't help but said: "Uncle Chang , this is just an ordinary branch, and the tip is extremely flat. With Xiang'er's strength, it should be impossible to hurt Ke'er with this branch."
After hearing this, Uncle Chang nodded slightly, but a glimmer of light gradually appeared in his eyes, and said: "Master, I have a bold guess that the fourth young master may not be a useless person who cannot cultivate the power of the saint. Looking at the fourth young master today, With his performance, perhaps the Fourth Young Master has already cultivated the Holy Power, and it is at least the fourth level of Holy Power. Otherwise, the Fourth Young Master would not be able to defeat Qiu Er, who possesses the third level of Holy Power."
Hearing this, Changyang Ba's face was slightly happy, and a look of excitement gradually appeared in his eyes. This has always been the biggest regret in Changyang Ba's heart for this fourth son who has been extremely talented since childhood, but has been unable to practice.
"Uncle Chang, you mean that Xiang'er can not only cultivate the power of the Holy Spirit, but is also a genius in cultivation." Changyang Ba's tone was slightly trembling, full of excitement. Reaching the fourth level of Saint Power at the age of seven is indeed a rare talent in the Tianyuan Continent. After all, under normal circumstances, it usually takes about 10 years to reach the fourth level of holy power.
Uncle Chang nodded slightly and said: "I have watched the Fourth Young Master grow up. I have clearly seen his extraordinary talent. I have always held great expectations in my heart for the Fourth Young Master. I feel that in the near future, the fourth young master’s achievements will definitely surpass mine.”
Hearing Uncle Chang's last words, Changyang Ba couldn't help but tremble slightly, with a look of disbelief and ecstasy in his eyes.
Uncle Chang continued: "When I first learned that the Fourth Young Master was a cripple who could not cultivate the power of the Saint, I also felt very strange. I always felt that something was wrong, but I still didn't understand where it came from. The problem is, it is only today, judging from the two things that the fourth young master has done, that I am sure that my previous guess was correct. The fourth young master is not a person who cannot cultivate the power of the saint, but is actually a cultivation genius."
Changyang Ba took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his excited mood. Just when he was about to say something, a servant suddenly ran in and said to Changyang Ba respectfully: "Master, the third young master is injured. Third Madam, please ask the head of the family to come over."
"I understand, please step back." Changyang Ba waved his hand and said in a calm tone.
"Yes!" The servant responded respectfully and slowly withdrew.
Changyang Ba looked at the housekeeper, Uncle Chang, and said with a faint smile: "Uncle Chang, why don't we go over and take a look, and also pay attention to Xiang'er by the way. I have really neglected Xiang'er during this time." After saying this, Changyang Ba gave a slight smile. After a pause, he said in a serious tone: "Uncle Chang, those two kitchen guys who bullied Xiang'er, please drive them out of my Changyang Mansion. Humph, these two servants actually bullied my Changyang Ba's son. of."
Uncle Chang smiled slightly and said: "Master, I have already kicked those two people out of the mansion. Although one of them was introduced by the eldest lady Linglong, and the other is the younger brother of Qiu Ling, the captain of the escort team in the mansion, since he dares to take the initiative to bully There is no need for them to continue to stay in the mansion because of the Fourth Young Master, otherwise, what would be the face of our Changyang mansion."
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In a large and luxuriously decorated room, Changyang Ke, who was injured by Jian Chen, was lying on the bed, his face slightly pale, and the wound on his chest had been carefully bandaged.
On the bedside, Chang Yang Ke's mother Yu Fengyan looked at her son with a heartbroken face. Not far away, Jian Chen and his mother Bi Yuntian, as well as his eldest aunt Linglong, his second aunt Bai Yushuang, and his second sister Chang Yang Mingyue. All standing in the room.
Yu Fengyan turned around, glared at Biyuntian with an angry face, and said in a gloomy tone: "Fourth sister, this precious son of yours is getting more and more bold, and actually injured Ke'er with a murder weapon. Fortunately, I Kerfo was lucky, so the injury was not serious, otherwise, I really don’t know what the consequences would be.”
After hearing this, Jian Chen frowned and said unconvinced: "You can't blame me for this. It was the third brother who took the initiative to ask me to compete with him, and it is inevitable for both parties to suffer some minor injuries in the fight, and The weapon I used was not a murder weapon, it was just a branch. If you want to blame me, I can only blame the third brother for not being good at learning."
Yu Fengyan's face turned pale because of Jian Chen's words, but Jian Chen's words made sense, leaving Yu Fengyan unable to find anything to say.
When she thought that she was being stumped by a child of several years old, Yu Fengyan felt a surge of unknown anger in her heart, especially Jian Chen's last sentence, "If you want to blame me, you can only blame the third brother for his lack of academic skills." These words made Yu Fengyan's face turn blue and white. Didn't this make it clear that his son was worse than a useless person who could not cultivate the power of the saint?
Seeing that Yu Fengyan was actually so angry by a child of several years old, Biyuntian and Jian Chen's second aunt both felt a sense of amusement in their hearts. Only the eldest aunt Linglong's face was expressionless.
