A hundred meters away, the villagers of the Huang Family Village all stared at Jianchen with dumbfounded expressions on their faces.
A loud roar could be heard from several kilometers away. He leaped fifty meters into the air and punched the ground more than a hundred meters away, causing a loud "boom" and sending the soil flying. This scene had already made the group of people completely stunned. Some of them even stopped thinking.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the scene in front of them had completely overturned their understanding of the world. After all, most of the villagers had lived their entire lives in this small mountain village. They rarely ventured out, so they had no idea just how strong the outside world was. Even the village chief, who was a Great Saint, had only heard of the outside world and didn't know much about it. But Jianchen had jumped fifty meters into the air and punched the ground over a hundred meters away. This was the first time they had seen such a scene.
At this moment, the villagers' gazes towards Jianchen had completely changed. Their gazes were filled with worship and respect, but there was also a trace of shock and disbelief.
Even though they had seen it with their own eyes, they still found it hard to believe that a young man in his early twenties could actually wield such power.
Feeling the surging Saint Force in his body, Jian Chen felt a strong sense of confidence. Although his current strength was not enough to contend against an Earth Saint Master, if he were to encounter a group of Great Saint Masters again, he would not be forced to flee in such a sorry state. In the end, he was forced to use the Sword Manipulation ability to escape.
Jianchen's gaze paused on the Light Wind Sword in his right hand for a moment. After breaking through from Saint Master to Great Saint Master, he could clearly feel that his Saint Weapon had also changed. The current Light Wind Sword was even brighter than before. The pure white mirror-like blade emitted a layer of hazy white light. Although it didn't look like much, this faint layer of light was able to pierce through metal and stone. It contained an unimaginable amount of attack power.
Other than that, the hardness of the Light Wind Sword had also increased by a large margin. Jianchen was confident that even if the difference between an Earth Saint Master and a Great Saint Master was like the difference between heaven and earth, it would still be very difficult for someone to destroy the Light Wind Sword in his hand.
Slowly putting away the Light Wind Sword, Jianchen looked around. When he saw the small wooden house that had been destroyed, he couldn't help but bitterly smile. Walking over to Rothko, who was a hundred meters away, he said apologetically, "Uncle, I'm really sorry for destroying your house."
Even though Rothko was shocked by Jian Chen's strength as well, he was once a mercenary after all, so he suppressed his shock very quickly. He patted Jian Chen's shoulder heavily and laughed, "It's fine, it's fine. It's just a house. We'll just have to cut down a few trees and rebuild it. Kid, I've really misjudged you. I never thought that you would be so powerful at such a young age. You've really surprised me." Rothko's voice was filled with excitement and joy.
"Haha, little brother Jianchen is too polite. It's just a wooden house, we'll be able to rebuild it in a few hours. However, little brother Jianchen's display of strength has really opened my eyes. Don't you all agree?" The old village chief chuckled, his tone was very amiable.
"That's right, that's right …"
Following the old village chief's words, the villagers behind him all agreed and looked at Jianchen with worship in their eyes.
"Eh?" At this time, the old village chief lightly exclaimed. His pair of old eyes stared closely at Jianchen's face and strangely asked, "Little brother Jianchen, why did your face turn white? I remember that your face was still red a few days ago."
Hearing this, without waiting for Jianchen to speak, Rothko spoke first, "Haha, village chief, little brother's skin was originally white. A few days ago, he took some medicine to heal his injuries and that's why his face turned red."
The village chief suddenly understood and laughed, "White is good, white is good, white is good, white is even better looking. I didn't think that little brother Jianchen is not only strong, but also handsome. With this appearance, I reckon that a lot of girls will fall for you."
This sentence caused the villagers to burst into laughter, but no one doubted the old village chief's words. Everyone agreed with this point of view.
Jianchen's face showed a trace of a bitter smile. The old village chief's words made him speechless.
At this time, Jianchen's face suddenly changed, and then his whole body began to tremble violently. Then, a powerful aura uncontrollably spread out from his body, pushing the group of villagers in front of him back. Some even fell to the ground because of this.
At this time, Jianchen's originally white face had turned purple on one side and green on the other. Even in the depths of his eyes, a purple and green light would occasionally appear, but it was very weak.
Rothko was pushed back more than twenty meters by Jianchen's aura before gradually stabilizing his body. When he raised his head and looked at Jianchen with a puzzled expression, he immediately discovered that something was wrong with Jianchen. His heart sank and he hurriedly asked, "Young man, what happened to you?"
Jianchen's whole body was slightly trembling, the muscles on his face were constantly trembling, and even his eyes were flickering with purple and green light.
"Back … back … back … back … all of you … back … back … away … I … don't … come … close …" Jianchen said with great difficulty, then immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.
"What's going on? Little brother Jianchen, what's going on? Could there be a problem with his cultivation?"
"What's going on with little brother Jianchen …"
A group of villagers stood in the distance, all of them staring at Jianchen who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in confusion, all of them talking at once.
Rothko's face became extremely serious. He was once a Saint Master, but only became a cripple because his Saint Weapon was destroyed, so he understood a lot more than the villagers who had always lived here. From Jianchen's state just now, he already realized that something might have happened to Jianchen's cultivation.
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