Vitality Like a Great Furnace, Defeating the Enemy with One Sword, Everyone in an Uproar!

The tone of Zhang Su's words was very calm.

However, the meaning revealed within them was enough to make one's heart palpitate.

Originally, there had been noisy sounds all around.

But now, everything had gone quiet.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Zhang Su and Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng's expression shifted uncertainly.

After a long while, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "In a martial arts spar, swords have no eyes, and injuries are inevitable! Brother Zhang, feel free to unleash your full strength; there is no need for concern."

"Fine, then as you wish..."

Zhang Su nodded.

"Clang."

Zhang Su drew his sword.

At the same time that Zhang Su drew his sword, Jiang Cheng also drew his.

Both of them drew their swords without any warning.

Those standing very close to the two were startled and scrambled to retreat.

"Why is it so hot?"

"The weather wasn't this hot just a moment ago."

"It's not the weather; it's that both of their blood and qi must have broken through the limits of the human body, turning their blood into a furnace..."

There were many martial artists present.

This included some of the guards from the Su Family.

They recognized at a glance that this was a phenomenon triggered by Zhang Su and Jiang Cheng unleashing their blood and qi to the limit.

"Blood and qi like a furnace; both of them are so young, it's truly incredible..."

Fang Qiao stood among the people of the Third Branch.

His face was filled with envy.

Only by breaking through the limits of the human body and stimulating one's blood and qi could one achieve the state of blood and qi like a furnace.

In the pugilistic world, any martial artist whose blood and qi were like a furnace was bound to be a renowned expert in their region, with a high chance of developing Internal Force in the future and becoming an Internal Force martial artist.

Earlier, when Zhang Su drew his sword in the council hall and severed a lock of Su Mulan's hair, Fang Qiao had vaguely sensed Zhang Su's extraordinary nature.

Now it seemed his expectations were correct.

Zhang Su had truly broken through the limits of the human body.

However, Jiang Cheng was not to be outdone.

The blood and qi of the two seemed to be about the same.

Both were between one hundred and fifty and two hundred strands.

However, compared to their blood and qi, the sword techniques the two displayed were worlds apart.

Jiang Cheng's sword technique was the Jiang Family's ancestral sword art.

It was a truly top-tier sword technique named "Jiangshui Flow".

As the sword technique was unleashed, it was like a surging river, continuous and unending, appearing quite imposing.

But Zhang Su's sword technique had no frills at all.

It seemed to be nothing more than a simple, light thrust.

Yet, for Jiang Cheng, this single thrust seemed to carry a great terror.

"Puchi."

The cold blade of the sword grazed his neck.

A surge of uncontrollable, immense fear welled up in Jiang Cheng's heart.

There is great terror between life and death.

Jiang Cheng was experiencing it firsthand right now.

His entire body stiffened.

His magnificent sword technique, which had looked like a continuous, surging river, also faltered.

"Clack."

Zhang Su sheathed his sword.

His expression remained as calm and indifferent as before.

Jiang Cheng reached out a hand and touched the bloody scratch on his neck.

Only a trace of blood.

Yet Jiang Cheng's hand seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

He knew very well that if that sword mark had been any deeper, he would be dead.

It was not that he was lucky.

Rather, Zhang Su had held back!

"What sword technique is this?"

Jiang Cheng asked.

"This sword technique is called the Light Shadow Killing Sword!"

"You are very lucky. Today is my eldest brother's joyous day; my sword can draw blood, but it will not kill."

Jiang Cheng understood.

A massive sense of frustration surged within his heart.

Among the younger generation of martial artists in Qingquan Prefecture, he had never met an opponent and had never tasted defeat.

But now, he had lost, and he was convinced of his defeat.

After all, he still hadn't seen clearly how that sword of Zhang Su's had slashed across his neck.

If it could break the skin on his neck, it could have killed him.

Moreover, Zhang Su had truly only used one strike!

"Brother Zhang is worthy of being a disciple of a major sect. Your sword technique is superb and lives up to its reputation. I have lost..."

Jiang Cheng bowed to Zhang Su.

He had always been proud by nature.

But now, he was convinced of his defeat.

He did not feel particularly humiliated in his heart either.

Because Jiang Cheng understood that even if he practiced for another ten years, he would not be able to block that strike from Zhang Su.

Perhaps only by developing Internal Force and becoming an Internal Force martial artist could one block such a strike.

As Jiang Cheng personally "admitted defeat," the surroundings immediately erupted into an uproar.

Many people were still somewhat dazed.

They had been looking forward to a fierce, spectacular battle.

In the end, it was already over?

They hadn't even seen the situation clearly.

They only felt Zhang Su draw his sword, and their vision blurred for a moment.

Then, Jiang Cheng had voluntarily admitted defeat.

However, the bloodstain on Jiang Cheng's neck was very striking.

"What a formidable strike... even I couldn't see it clearly. If it were me..."

Fang Qiao was secretly shocked.

Yesterday, he hadn't been able to stop that strike from Zhang Su.

Now it seemed it was by no means a coincidence.

Even if it were him, he feared he would not be able to block this strike.

"A disciple of a major sect, this is what a true disciple of a major sect is!"

"Although the Jiang Family is a renowned martial arts family in Qingquan Prefecture, compared to the martial arts of the Guiyuan Sect, they still cannot compare."

"I heard Zhang Su has only been in the Guiyuan Sect for one year? Truly impressive, even Jiang Cheng is not a match for a single strike of his..."

"And this Zhang Su doesn't seem to have a wife yet..."

Some quick-witted people's eyes lit up, and they immediately had ideas in their minds.

Zhang Su, one could tell at a glance that he had a boundless future!

"Brother Zhang, farewell."

Having said that, Jiang Cheng turned and left.

He was arrogant and proud, and he no longer had the face to stay here.

At this moment, Su Mulan seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Brother Cheng..."

She shouted.

Unfortunately, Jiang Cheng's footsteps did not pause at all, and he left the Su Family directly.

Su Mulan looked at the receding back of Jiang Cheng, then looked at the cold and indifferent Zhang Su.

Especially when the cold gaze of Zhang Su swept over her.

Instantly, Su Mulan felt her entire body tremble.

"How could this be..."

"Brother Cheng comes from a martial arts family and has fought across the younger generation of Qingquan Prefecture without a single rival. How could he have lost..."

Su Mulan could not fathom how Jiang Cheng, whom she viewed as omnipotent in her heart, had actually been defeated by the hands of Zhang Su.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it.

But it was the truth!

Even Su Qianhe could not help but tremble all over.

He immediately pulled Su Mulan to stand before Su Zhenzhen.

"Sister Zhen, we were wrong. From now on, the First Branch will continue to manage the Su Family business, and the Third Branch will never interfere again!"

Su Zhenzhen sneered: "Not enough!"

Su Qianhe looked at Su Mulan, then gritted his teeth and said: "Someone, take the Second Miss back! From now on, without my orders, she is not allowed to step one foot out of the courtyard! Not until she is married..."

Immediately, two burly maidservants stepped forward and dragged Su Mulan directly toward the Third Branch's courtyard.

"No, Big Brother, how could you do this? Sister Zhen, spare me..."

Su Mulan cried out loudly.

Unfortunately, no one pleaded for her.

Everyone knew that from this day forward, Su Mulan would be under house arrest.

This high-spirited Second Miss of the Third Branch would henceforth only be able to stay in her small courtyard, unable to leave even an inch.

It was equivalent to being locked up until she was married off to the Jiang Family.

Su Qianhe was quite decisive.

He could even be ruthless toward his own sister.

Just as Su Zhenzhen was about to speak, Zhang Chen took her hand and said indifferently: "Alright, let's leave it at that. We are all family, after all; let's not let outsiders laugh at us."

Hearing her husband's words, Su Zhenzhen nodded.

"Fine, let this matter end here. Qianhe, Su Mulan disturbed my second brother; your Third Branch must offer an apology. Let's say three thousand taels of silver. Any objections?"

Su Zhenzhen demanded "three thousand taels of silver" as an apology right off the bat.

It made Su Qianhe's heart ache.

But the situation was stronger than the man.

He knew that the Third Branch had suffered a crushing defeat this time.

"Fine, as you wish, Sister Zhen."

Su Qianhe agreed.

Zhang Su was somewhat surprised.

He hadn't expected an unexpected windfall?

Instantly, his gaze turned toward Su Zhenzhen.

He actually had quite a good impression of this sister-in-law.

After all, it was Su Zhenzhen who had secured the three thousand taels of silver in compensation for him.

"Thank you, Sister-in-law."

"It's nothing, we are all family."

With this matter settled, the banquet continued.

However, no one dared to overlook Zhang Su any longer.

The crowd had some vague speculations.

The Su Family's live-in son-in-law, Zhang Chen, actually had such a powerful younger brother.

If Zhang Su could become an Inner Sect disciple of the Guiyuan Sect in the future, Zhang Chen's status in the Su Family would likely become even more secure, impossible for anyone to shake.

It might even benefit the entire Su Family.

This live-in son-in-law, Zhang Chen, was truly a lucky star!