That was assuming his previous fight with Lu Li didn't count.
That fight really shouldn't count. At the time, Lu Li had already been poisoned and was on the brink of death, the last sputtering flame before his strength gave out.
Even a somewhat capable Qi Condensation Realm cultivator might have been able to finish him off.
In fact, although the gap between major realms was considerable, the first four realms before the Fifth Realm, the Spirit Connection Realm, represented only quantitative changes, not qualitative ones.
Tempering the body and opening the meridians—that was Qi Condensation.
Gathering qi until it condensed into a spring—that was Martial Spring.
When the spring surged and became a sea—that was Qi Sea.
In essence, the first four realms were simply changes in the quantity of one's true qi, and the accumulation of it.
Chen Yan was already on full alert, ready to face his enemies.
Likewise, the two Martial Spring Realm cultivators across from him, sent by someone to ambush and kill him, were quite wary.
In the end, one of the cultivators opposite him made the first move.
A blade of green light, condensed from true qi, came slashing down toward Chen Yan.
It was fast.
But not faster than Chen Yan.
He simply shifted half a step to the side and easily dodged the killer's slash.
Chen Yan was a little surprised.
His instincts told him that even if he had taken the blade of light head-on, he probably wouldn't have been hurt.
The two killers were weaker than he'd imagined.
The threat they posed was even less than that of Lu Li, who had been on the brink of death in the prince's residence some days ago.
Even among cultivators of the same Martial Spring Realm, there were differences in strength.