Qiu Er glared at Jianchen furiously. His gaze was like that of a ferocious beast, as if he wanted to swallow Jianchen whole.
"You little bastard, I'll definitely teach you a lesson today!" Qiu Er roared furiously. He took two steps forward and approached Jianchen. He quickly kicked out, aiming for Jianchen's head. The kick was extremely fast. If it really did hit the head, it would definitely cause quite a bit of damage to an ordinary person. If it hit a normal child, it would definitely cause fatal damage.
Sensing the strength of Qiu Er's kick, the young man who had mocked Jianchen earlier suddenly paled. He cried out, "Brother Qiu Er, stop!" Jianchen was the fourth young master of the Changyang Prefecture after all. He was the child of the patriarch of the Changyang Prefecture. Although he was not valued by the clan because he was a cripple who could not cultivate Saint Force, his status was still there. Mocking him once or twice was fine, but if they attacked the fourth young master of the Changyang Prefecture, they would definitely be severely punished. Even if they had the support of others, it would not change anything.
Sensing the strength of Qiu Er's kick, Jianchen's expression changed slightly. A cold light flashed through his eyes as he leaned slightly to the side, easily dodging the kick. At the same time, Jianchen did not retreat. Instead, he charged forward, quickly approaching Qiu Er. He used one of his arms to block Qiu Er's leg that had not been retracted yet while his other hand grabbed onto Qiu Er's other leg. With a deep roar, he lowered his waist and used all the Saint Force in his body. In the end, he actually used his weak body to lift Qiu Er's body that weighed over a hundred kilograms.
Lifting Qiu Er's body, Jianchen did not give Qiu Er any time to resist. He took a few steps forward and ran on the ground. Using the momentum, he threw Qiu Er out.
Qiu Er's body flew a full five meters in the air before finally landing on a large table used for cutting vegetables. Coincidentally, the place where Qiu Er landed on was a strange hedgehog-like tool with steel spikes all over its body.
Qiu Er's body just happened to be on top of this strange kitchen tool. The steel spikes that were over an inch long easily pierced his body. Immediately, Qiu Er let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. The intense pain caused even his facial muscles to twist.
All the workers in the kitchen were stunned. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. Not only was a seven year old child able to lift Qiu Er who weighed over a hundred kilograms, he was also able to defeat Qiu Er who had reached the third layer of Saint Force. If this were to spread, no one in Changyang Prefecture would believe it.
Jianchen looked coldly at the screaming Qiu Er and the other youth who was mocking him. He did not say anything and directly left the kitchen, not even taking the steamed buns.
Outside, Jianchen sighed inwardly. He did not expect that the fourth young master of Changyang Prefecture would be bullied by the servants in the kitchen.
Jianchen threw the gloominess in his heart to the back of his mind and walked around Changyang Prefecture with small steps. Changyang Prefecture was very large. At least, Jianchen had not explored all of Changyang Prefecture in the past few years. The scenery in the prefecture was also very good. There were pavilions and towers everywhere. There were even a few small lakes. In the gardens, there were many exotic flowers and plants that gave off a faint fragrance.
As the fourth young master of Changyang Prefecture, Jianchen could wander around freely in Changyang Prefecture. Along the way, Jianchen discovered that there were some powerful people hiding in some of the important roads and buildings in the prefecture. Jianchen had already gotten used to this. After all, he knew that Changyang Prefecture was one of the four great clans in Lore City. In a first-class city like Lore City, they had a relatively high status.
As he walked, Jianchen unknowingly arrived at a beautiful garden. In a spacious area, Jianchen actually discovered that his third brother, Changyang Ke, was practicing martial arts with a wooden axe in his hand. However, the way Changyang Ke swung the axe, in the eyes of a sword grandmaster like Jianchen, looked like he was just randomly chopping at the ground. There was not a single move to speak of.
Although Jianchen specialized in the way of the sword, he had seen many experts who used axes and various weapons in his previous life. Therefore, Jianchen was somewhat familiar with the moves of various weapons. However, Changyang Ke's random chopping made Jianchen feel rather speechless. How was this practicing martial arts?
Just as Jianchen was about to turn and leave, Changyang Ke suddenly discovered Jianchen. His hand movements suddenly stopped, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Fourth brother, come here. I'll give you some candy." Changyang Ke looked at Jianchen and shouted at him.
Hearing Changyang Ke's words, Jianchen almost tripped and fell to the ground. He thought to himself, "These words are more likely to be used to trick a three year old child." However, Jianchen did not seem to realize that if he disregarded his past life, he was not much older than a three year old child.
Jianchen did not pay any attention to Changyang Ke's words. He did not stop walking and did not even look back as he walked away.
Seeing Jianchen walk further and further away, a trace of anger appeared on Changyang Ke's face. He threw away the wooden axe in his hand and immediately chased after Jianchen, stopping him.
"Fourth brother, didn't you hear me call out to you?" Changyang Ke blocked Jian Chen's path and said angrily with a bulging mouth.
"Do you need something?" Jianchen asked indifferently as he calmly looked at Changyang Ke. His voice was a little cold. Jianchen did not have a good impression of his third brother at all. In the past two years, Changyang Ke would always think of ways to bully Jianchen. Ever since the news of Jianchen not being able to cultivate Saint Force spread, Changyang Ke's actions became more and more excessive. If it were not for the fact that Jianchen rarely went out, Changyang Ke would probably have bullied Jianchen even more. However, Changyang Ke did not succeed even once. Instead, he was secretly bullied by Jianchen quite a few times, which made Changyang Ke hold a grudge against him. He always wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge.
"Third brother, practice martial arts with your third brother." With that, Changyang Ke did not wait for Jianchen's agreement before grabbing Jianchen's arm and forcefully pulling him to where he had trained before. Inside, Changyang Ke was extremely excited. He could not beat Jianchen in terms of intelligence, but he did not believe that he was not Jianchen's opponent in terms of martial arts. After all, his fourth brother was a martial arts cripple. It was impossible for him to cultivate Saint Force, so he believed that Wuning was a good opportunity to bully Jianchen.
Very soon, Jianchen was forcefully pulled to where he had trained before by Changyang Ke. Changyang Ke picked up the wooden axe that he had thrown to the side and looked at Jianchen with an evil smile. He said, "Fourth brother, are you ready? I'm about to attack."
Seeing the feminine smile on Changyang Ke's face, Jianchen revealed a look of ridicule. He spread out his hands and said, "Third brother, you have a weapon in your hand. Do you want me to fight you empty-handed?"
Hearing that, Changyang Ke was stunned. He looked at the wooden axe in his hand and hesitated slightly before tossing it to Jianchen. He said, "Fourth brother, you take the axe. I'll fight you empty-handed." Although the axe was made of wood, it still weighed around five kilograms. It would be quite difficult for an ordinary child who was not even ten years old to lift it. Changyang Ke had seen this point, which was why he tossed it to Jianchen. He wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
Jianchen caught the wooden axe and examined it. The craftsmanship of the axe was extremely crude. It only had the shape of an axe and the blade was not sharpened. Even if it struck him, he would not be injured. At most, he would feel a little pain.
A sliver of surprise appeared in Changyang Ke's eyes when he saw Jian Chen easily borrow the axe that weighed over five kilograms. This situation had exceeded his expectations.
Jianchen looked at Changyang Ke and faintly smiled. He said, "Third brother, you should use this axe." With that, Jianchen tossed the axe back to Changyang Ke.
Catching the axe that Jianchen tossed over, Changyang Ke asked in doubt, "Fourth brother, do you want to fight me without a weapon?"
Jian Chen gently chuckled and shook his head. Afterward, he arrived beside a small tree and broke off a meter-long branch. He removed all the leaves on it, leaving behind a bare branch. He returned it to its original position.
"This is my weapon!" Jianchen gently smiled as he waved the branch in his hand.
Changyang Ke glanced at the chopstick-sized branch in Jianchen's hand. Not only was he not angry, he even smiled happily. In his opinion, defeating Jianchen today was becoming easier and easier. As soon as he thought about how he could finally bully his fourth brother who had caused him so much trouble, Changyang Ke became excited.
Changyang Ke slowly tightened his grip on the axe and said, "Fourth brother, be careful. I'm going to attack." With that, Changyang Ke immediately charged forward and arrived before Jianchen. He gripped the axe tightly with both hands and viciously swung it at Jianchen.
The wooden axe could not kill anyone at all, so Changyang Ke did not hold back at all. He struck with extreme force.
Jianchen staggered and easily dodged Changyang Ke's axe. Afterward, he quickly stabbed out with the branch in his hand. The moment he stabbed out, Jianchen's presence suddenly changed. It became as sharp as a sword, and the branch in his hand seemed to possess an unstoppable force. At that moment, the ordinary branch seemed to have become a real sword in Jianchen's hand.
Jianchen stabbed out with the branch extremely quickly, so fast that Changyang Ke did not even notice it. The branch had already stopped before Changyang Ke's throat.
"Third brother, you've lost," Jianchen softly said as he looked at Changyang Ke, who still had not pulled back his axe in time, in a playful manner.
Changyang Ke blankly stared at the branch that had stopped right in front of his throat. Disbelief filled his eyes. He did not see how the branch had arrived. All he saw was a blur, and the next thing he knew, the branch was right in front of his throat.
After blanking out for a while, Changyang Ke suddenly returned to his senses. He extended his hand and snapped the branch in half. He loudly said in an unconvinced manner, "It doesn't count, it doesn't count. Fourth brother, you cheated."
Jianchen looked at the slightly reddened Changyang Ke in amusement. He said in a strange tone, "Third brother, how did I cheat?"
"I- i-" Changyang Ke scratched his head when he heard that. He stammered, unable to say anything. In the end, he snorted, "It doesn't count anyway. Let's do it again."
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