How Strong Is Su Chen Really?

A long while passed.

Qian Renxue finally regained control of herself, turning her focus toward the rewards from the diary copy.

Her original plan had been to ask about the future of Spirit Hall, everything concerning the organization, and whether her twenty years of hard work would ultimately succeed.

Now, Qian Renxue changed her mind. Since she was not the only one who possessed a diary copy, asking about the future of Spirit Hall would likely expose her existence.

Since that was the case, she would learn about her life instead!

Qian Renxue gazed at the night sky, her eyes resolute, her emotions incredibly complex.

"Tomorrow... we will see together what your life was like, and what the reason was that made you unwilling to accept the existence of your own daughter."

"Heh."

This night, Qian Renxue was destined to remain sleepless.

This night, Bibi Dong was likewise unable to sleep.

This night, Su Chen had been cultivating the entire time, while Yan hadn't even closed his eyes, keeping watch over him for the whole night!

Early morning.

A beautiful start to the day; the sunlight, the gentle breeze, and the fresh air always made one feel the infinite vitality and hope of life.

Another day full of energy!

Su Chen woke from his cultivation, a look of pleasant surprise on his face as he chuckled, "I actually reached level sixteen."

Suddenly.

Su Chen turned his head and saw Yan not far away, staring straight at him with dark circles under his eyes.

Good grief!

Could this guy have stayed up all night, just watching him cultivate?

He really... I'm moved to tears...

"Hmph!"

Seeing Su Chen's gaze meet his, Yan let out a cold snort, his face full of disdain. "You're so smug just because you broke through to level sixteen?

"You're already eighteen, aren't you? We're about the same age, heh!"

Heh your sister!

Su Chen finally understood; if he didn't beat this kid up, he'd keep jumping around every single day, completely unaware of how many eyes Ma Wangye has!

Su Chen stood up with a smile, looking at Yan with a playful glint in his eyes as he said indifferently:

"You be your sycophant, and I'll be my Dragon King. Originally, we were like well water and river water, never interfering with each other, but you are simply too restless."

"Since that's the case, let's do as we said yesterday... let's have a battle between men!"

Upon hearing this, Yan's face lit up with joy. He looked at Su Chen with excitement and asked, "This is what you said. You're the one who took the initiative to challenge me to a duel, so..." As he spoke, he happened to look toward Hu Liena's tent, and just then, Hu Liena walked out.

Yan hurriedly said:

"Nana, I'm not bullying him! He's the one who insisted on a duel with me. Considering he's only level sixteen, I won't even use my spirit skills against him."

Great.

Finally, he could teach this pretty boy a lesson.

Hu Liena glanced at Yan, then looked at Su Chen and asked, "Do you want to spar with him?"

Su Chen nodded slightly.

"Just playing around with him!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei also perked up. When Su Chen was cultivating last night, they could clearly sense the Nine Yang Divine Skill in motion and the powerful energy it contained.

Now that the two were going to spar, they naturally wanted to see what kind of ability Su Chen possessed that made the Pope value him so highly.

Hu Liena, however, trusted Su Chen deeply. She hesitated for a moment before whispering a reminder:

"Then try to go easy on him. Otherwise, it'll be quite troublesome for us to bring him along afterward!"

Uh?

Hearing Hu Liena's words, Yan looked stunned. Shouldn't she be saying that to him?

"Hmph!"

"Don't worry, Nana, I will show him mercy." Yan said earnestly.

The next moment.

Su Chen's hands condensed into frost, and a terrifying chill radiated from his surroundings.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei frowned at the sight. Seeing that Yan didn't take it seriously at all, Yue Guan called out a warning:

"Kid Yan, hurry up and use your spirit skills to defend!"

"No need."

Yan simply released his martial soul—Flame Overlord—and as his yellow, yellow, purple, purple spirit rings appeared, he charged rapidly toward Su Chen.

"To deal with a spirit master like you who only has fifteen levels of spirit power, I only need to exert a fraction of my strength..."

"Heaven Frost Fist!"

Su Chen struck out with both hands, and with a boom, a terrifying force surged forth. Before Yan could even react, he was instantly frozen solid.

Not only that, but the area within several meters around Yan was also directly encased in ice.

Everyone: ???

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

Su Chen withdrew his hands, and the terrifying frost dissipated.

"Heaven Frost Fist. This set of techniques emphasizes incompatibility and immense spiritual power. There are fists within fists, moves within moves; once the killing intent arises, it is invincible."

He remembered that when Xiong Ba taught Qin Shuang, he had said this line before instantly freezing an entire building.

Su Chen not only possessed profound internal energy, but his technique was also the complete version. He truly hadn't used much effort; after all, Yan was only a Spirit Ancestor.

Tang San: What the hell, which dimension is this martial art from?

Crack, crack—!

After breaking free from the ice, Yan was instantly overcome with shame and anger, cursing loudly:

"Damn it!"

"You actually ambushed me! This time doesn't count..."

As his voice fell, he charged toward Su Chen even faster than before.

Bang!

As Yan threw a fierce punch, Su Chen merely raised his hand slightly to block it with ease, then kicked him in the stomach.

Yan was sent flying dozens of meters away.

Su Chen said, somewhat speechless:

"Should I call you a fool, or praise you for keeping your word? You've seen my strength, yet you still won't use your spirit skills?"

"Use your strongest spirit skill!"

Yan climbed up from the ground and stared at Su Chen from afar, his head buzzing! He hadn't even used a spirit skill, he hadn't even activated his martial soul, so how could he have been insta-killed?

"Fine!"

With a roar, Yan gritted his teeth and charged over once more.

"Fourth Spirit Skill: Magma Surge!"

As he neared, waves of fire surged all around, and two lines of fire intertwined as they attacked Su Chen.

"Heaven Frost Fist!"

Using the same move, Su Chen struck out with both fists again, unleashing terrifying frost.

This time, both the man and his spirit skill were flash-frozen together.

Yue Guan, who was watching from the sidelines, finally couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "How is this possible? What is your martial soul? Could it be of a much higher grade than his?"

Hu Liena and Xie Yue also stared at Su Chen in disbelief; the entire spirit skill had been frozen solid.

Just how strong was Su Chen?

Swish, swish, swish!

Su Chen's feet instantly blurred into an afterimage, and the next moment, he appeared right in front of Yan, reaching out to tap his finger on Yan's forehead.

Click.

The ice around Yan shattered. He stood there, dazed; if he had been in a real fight with Su Chen, he wouldn't have even had the chance to activate his martial soul.

Gui Mei's eyes widened; clearly, Su Chen's speed had shocked him.

In the eyes of Hu Liena and Xie Yue, they had only seen an afterimage flash by, and the next moment, the frost on Yan's body had shattered.

Yue Guan was also incredulous, clapping his hands in astonishment:

"Impressive! Truly impressive!"

"It's no wonder our Pope's... disciple, Hu Liena, took a liking to you. With this kind of speed, even a Titled Douluo would be severely wounded if they were the least bit careless."

His tone carried a hint of his usual coquettish charm.

Su Chen couldn't help but shiver, and he replied:

"This is nothing. It's just that the path I cultivate is different, and you haven't seen it before."

Bullying a Spirit Ancestor with a hundred years of high-martial internal energy makes me feel a bit embarrassed. As for severely wounding a Titled Douluo, please, a single hidden weapon could handle that, alright!

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