Jianchen's expression changed slightly. His originally calm gaze turned sharp after hearing Gan Hou's words. Although his current strength was still too weak, this didn't mean that Jianchen was a coward.
Jianchen slowly put down his chopsticks. His lips trembled slightly as he said in a low voice, "Just the few of you aren't qualified to occupy my table."
Hearing this, Gan Hou was stunned at first, but then he sneered. He stared coldly at Jianchen. The intense killing intent in his eyes was undisguised. If Jianchen really didn't know how to appreciate his kindness, he wouldn't mind crippling him. In his opinion, Jianchen's weak figure and his young age didn't look like a powerful cultivator.
"Brat, since you don't know what's good for you, I'll let your Big Brother Monkey teach you a good lesson so that you'll remember." After saying that, Gan Hou directly slapped towards Jianchen's face. Before the slap arrived, the violent wind caused by the slap caused Jianchen's hair to tremble slightly. From this, it could be seen that Gan Hou's slap wasn't light.
A cold light flashed through Jianchen's eyes. He immediately snorted coldly and grabbed a pair of chopsticks with his right hand. With lightning speed, he stabbed towards Gan Hou's incoming slap.
Jianchen's right hand moved extremely quickly. It was so fast that it was difficult for others to catch sight of it. Before Gan Hou could react, Jianchen's right hand had already made contact with Gan Hou's palm. When the two came into contact, the chopsticks in Jianchen's right hand were like sharp iron spikes that easily pierced through Gan Hou's palm.
"Ah!" The excruciating pain from his palm caused Ganhou to let out a cry of agony. His voice was mournful, and it reverberated through the entire restaurant. Everyone could hear it clearly.
Immediately, many gasps of surprise rang out in the restaurant. This result was clearly very different from what they had expected. Everyone in the restaurant cast surprised glances at Jianchen. However, when some of the more discerning people saw that Jianchen had pierced Gan Hou's palm with a chopstick, their expressions immediately became grave. Subsequently, their gazes towards Jianchen also changed slightly. Many of their gazes were filled with deep shock.
What kind of strength did it take to pierce a palm with a wooden chopstick? At the very least, none of them could do it.
After piercing Gan Hou's palm with the chopstick, Jianchen suddenly kicked out with his right leg. He ruthlessly kicked Gan Hou's chest, sending his frail body flying three meters away. In the end, he crashed over a table and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
The few mercenaries sitting at that table immediately distanced themselves from the restaurant in fear of being implicated. Although Jianchen didn't seem very old, the strength and ruthlessness he displayed at this moment had deterred many people in the restaurant. The few mercenaries sitting at that table naturally wouldn't fall out with Jianchen over such a small matter.
Seeing Gan Hou's fate, the four mercenaries who came with Gan Hou were clearly stunned for a moment. However, they quickly recovered and glared at Jianchen, their eyes filled with killing intent.
"You actually dare to make a move against our Grand Desert Mercenary Group? Are you tired of living?" A young man's face was filled with anger as he angrily shouted at Jianchen. Before he finished speaking, a large sword suddenly appeared in his hand and he waved it towards Jianchen.
The corner of Jianchen's mouth curled up into a sneer. Then, with a light snort, a slender silver sword appeared in his hand. Near the hilt of the sword, two words were engraved on the surface of the sword, "Breeze".
The Breeze Sword was the divine sword that Jianchen used in his previous life. It was Jianchen's personal sword and was extremely famous in Jianghu. Anyone who practiced martial arts would know of it. In this life, Jianchen had reincarnated into this world and was still using the Breeze Sword. Moreover, the shape of the Breeze Sword was exactly the same as the one he used in his previous life. From this, it could be seen just how deep Jianchen's feelings towards swords were.
As soon as the Breeze Sword appeared, under Jianchen's control, it transformed into a silver bolt of lightning and pierced towards the young man at an unbelievable speed. When the young man's sword was halfway there, the Breeze Sword was like a ghost as it suddenly appeared in front of his throat. The tip of the sword had already pierced through the outer layer of skin on the young man's throat, revealing a dark red stain.
Feeling a slight pain in his throat, the young man's face changed greatly. In an instant, his face became as white as a sheet of paper without a trace of blood. Drops of cold sweat began to form on his forehead and covered his entire forehead in a blink of an eye. The large sword in his hand was also stopped in midair under his control. His body was still in the same position as before, not daring to move in the slightest. At this moment, the young man's appearance was as if he had been imprisoned by a mysterious force.
Looking at the silver sword that had appeared in front of the young man's throat, the originally noisy restaurant suddenly fell into a strange silence. Everyone's eyes were wide open as they stared at the Breeze Sword in Jianchen's hand. Their eyes were filled with disbelief and disbelief.
As for how the sword had appeared in front of the young man's throat, only two or three people in the restaurant could vaguely catch a glimpse of it. Most of them didn't even see the silver sword. All they saw was a flash of white light that was extremely fast.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. A moment later, the sound of people sucking in a breath of cold air could be heard in the quiet restaurant. At this moment, everyone in the restaurant looked at Jianchen with deep shock in their eyes.
The young man whose throat was held by Jianchen did not dare to move. It was as if he was afraid that if he moved, the sword would pierce through his throat.
"Little brother, please be merciful. We are from the Desert Mercenary Group. This matter is our fault. We hope that you can let our companion go." At this time, a middle aged man opened his mouth to speak. His tone was extremely gentle and even the expression on his face was one of sincerity.
Hearing this, Jianchen glanced at the middle aged man. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly put down the Breeze Sword in his hand and coldly said, "Scram!"
Hearing this, the young man whose throat was held by Jianchen had a flash of anger in his eyes. But since he had just escaped death, he didn't dare to say anything.
When the Breeze Sword disappeared from his hand, Jianchen's cold gaze swept over the few people. Immediately, he took out a gold coin from his dimensional storage and threw it on the table. His voice was calm as he said, "Waiter, the bill!" Following this, Jianchen directly walked out of the restaurant.
After what had happened, Jianchen didn't have the heart to continue staying here. Moreover, after eating and drinking, his stomach was already full.
Then, before Jianchen had even taken a few steps, the middle aged man who had spoken to Jianchen had a murderous look in his eyes. Immediately, he looked at the other three people and nodded. Then, as if they had already discussed this beforehand, the four of them each took out a weapon and attacked Jianchen from different directions.
Feeling the movement behind him, Jianchen's eyes turned cold. A strong murderous look flashed in his eyes as his body slightly swayed. Just as the weapons were about to hit him, Jianchen's body had already moved two meters forward at an extremely fast speed, dodging the attack range of the weapons behind him. At the same time, the Light Wind Sword appeared in his right hand. Jianchen abruptly turned around and faced the four people. Taking a step forward, he closed the distance between himself and the four people. His right hand suddenly shook and the Light Wind Sword was thrust towards the middle aged man closest to him.
Following a flash of white light, the Light Wind Sword had already closed in on the middle aged man's body and was heading towards his throat.
This middle aged man's strength was clearly not weak. At the very least, he was much stronger than the young man from before. Seeing Jianchen's Light Wind Sword coming towards him, the middle aged man's face immediately became serious. Immediately, he used the fastest speed he could muster to pull back his sword and block in front of his throat.
"Ding!"
Just as the middle aged man finished his action, the tip of the Light Wind Sword had already pierced through the middle aged man's palm-sized sword. Following a metallic sound, a shallow mark appeared on the surface of the sword.
With his sword blocked, Jianchen's face revealed a trace of ridicule. His eyes flashed and in the next moment, the Light Wind Sword's blade suddenly exploded with a hazy light. Although it wasn't very strong, the hidden sharpness was felt by many people in the restaurant. Following that, Jianchen's foot kicked off the ground and at the same time his body twisted. His entire body was suspended in the air in a straight line as he quickly rotated. The Light Wind Sword also rotated under the influence of Jianchen's spinning speed. At the tip of the sword, a powerful Sword Qi was released.
"Ssssss!"
Following an extremely unpleasant sound, the Light Wind Sword rotated at an extremely fast speed. The powerful piercing force from the Light Wind Sword drilled a two finger wide hole into the middle aged man's sword. Then, the Light Wind Sword continued to penetrate the middle aged man's sword like a hot knife through butter. Finally, under the middle aged man's shocked gaze, the Light Wind Sword pierced through his throat.
Lightly landing on the ground, Jianchen's movements were calm and unrestrained. Immediately after, he pulled out the Light Wind Sword from the middle aged man's throat. Without hesitation, before the other three people could react, the Light Wind Sword once again turned into a silver bolt of lightning and pierced towards the young man who had attacked him before.
"Pu!"
Facing Jianchen's extremely fast sword, the young man who was much weaker than the middle aged man had no way of resisting. Before he could even react, the Light Wind Sword had already pierced through his throat, causing fresh red blood to spurt out.
In less than a breath's time, Jianchen had successfully killed two people. This kind of speed made everyone in the restaurant unable to believe their eyes.
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