Invincible Starting From the Nine Dragons Technique

"What?"

The gray-robed elder’s face was filled with disbelief. He thought something was wrong with his ears.

He was a Late Stage Martial King.

And yet, Su Mo was telling him to step down and have someone from a higher Realm take his place.

Could he be any more disrespectful?

The gray-robed elder said unhappily, "Elder Su, you’re looking down on me, slapping an old man like me in the face in public. No, I can’t step down."

A gentleman prefers death to humiliation.

If he just stepped down like this, what would others think of him? How could he ever hold his head high in front of the younger generation again?

He had to regain his honor.

"And your surname is?" Su Mo asked.

The gray-robed elder replied, "My surname is Chen. I am the Grand Elder of the Chen Family. If you don’t mind, Elder Su, you can call me Old Chen."

"Old Chen, I’m really not trying to disrespect you. I’m just afraid that..." Su Mo trailed off.

Old Chen said confidently, "Whatever it is, Elder Su, just say it. I may not have other skills, but I have a strong mentality."

"A strong mentality? In that case, I’ll be blunt."

Su Mo announced, "I’m telling you to step down because I’m afraid my disciple might accidentally kill you."

Old Chen had been invited by the Giant Sword Sect to celebrate his birthday. If he were killed or injured, how would they explain it to the Giant Sword Sect?

It was only because Old Chen claimed to have a strong mentality that Su Mo decided to tell him the truth.

However, upon hearing Su Mo’s words, the supposedly mentally strong Old Chen’s eyes turned red with fury. His hair flew about wildly, and he looked as if he was about to go berserk.

’Afraid of accidentally killing me?’

’How utterly insulting!’

He admitted he was no match for Su Mo, that Su Mo could kill him in an instant. But one of Su Mo’s disciples? He was utterly unconvinced.

Old Chen clenched his fists. "Don’t worry, Elder Su. If your disciple kills me, I absolutely won’t blame them. Everyone here can be my witness, and the members of my Chen Family can testify to it as well."

"That’s right! Whether the Grand Elder is injured or killed, our Chen Family will absolutely not blame Elder Su’s disciple!"

"Damn it!"

"How dare he talk about killing or injuring our Grand Elder! Hmph, our Chen Family will not swallow this insult."

The members of the Chen Family all stood up, their faces filled with indignation.

’Humiliating our Grand Elder?’

’We’ll never allow it!’

Su Mo felt a headache coming on. "Must we really fight?"

"Please, Elder Su, grant my request," Old Chen said resolutely.

His honor and the Chen Family’s reputation were at stake. He could not back down unless Su Mo killed him on the spot.

"Sigh..."

Seeing that Old Chen’s mind was set, Su Mo sighed and reluctantly agreed. "Alright, I’ll grant your request. Which of you is willing to spar with Old Chen?"

However, the Xiao Family disciples just kept drinking, minding their own business. Not a single one was willing to step forward and fight Old Chen.

"None of you are willing?"

Su Mo frowned. "If that’s the case, I’ll have to pick someone myself. Xiao Lang..."

"Young Master, please don’t make things difficult for me."

Xiao Lang said reluctantly, "Old Chen is an old man with brittle bones. What if I’m not careful, can’t hold back my strength, and end up breaking him?"

He would feel terrible for hurting someone he had no quarrel with. It would keep him up at night.

"Fine!"

Seeing Xiao Lang’s reluctance, Su Mo turned his gaze to Xiao Dong, who immediately waved his hands. "I don’t bully old people."

"I don’t bully old people either."

"Old people have it tough enough. Why should we bully them? Let’s just drink."

"Unless the opponent is a Martial Emperor, you can beat me to death, and I still won’t fight."

All the Xiao Family disciples shook their heads.

Hearing their words, Old Chen’s lungs nearly exploded with rage.

He, a dignified Late Stage Martial King, was putting his old face on the line to challenge them. It was one thing for them to be unwilling, but to say they didn’t want to bully an old man? Was there any greater humiliation?

Old Chen said in a cold voice, "Elder Su, hurry up and send someone out. The broadsword in my hand is thirsting for battle."

BUZZ!

With a flip of his hand, Old Chen summoned a long saber, which emitted a piercing hum and a sharp, cold glint.

This was too humiliating.

No matter what, he had to get his honor back today.

Seeing this, Xiao Lang scratched his head. "Young Master, why don’t we let Xiao Wan fight?"

"Xiao Wan?"

Su Mo looked toward Xiao Wan.

Xiao Wan said in a childish voice, "I can fight, but if I win, Brother Lang has to get on the ground and let me ride him like a horse."

"I..."

Just as Xiao Lang was about to refuse, he heard Su Mo say, "Alright, I promise. But you have to guarantee you won’t hurt Old Chen."

"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing."

Xiao Wan walked up to Old Chen and said in her childish voice, "Grandmaster Chen, let me fight you."

"You?"

Old Chen stared at Xiao Wan, dumbfounded.

’What the hell? This is a little brat who isn’t even weaned yet!’

’What kind of joke is this!’

’Making me, a Late Stage Martial King, fight a half-pint kid... even if I win, there’s no glory in it. I’d just be branded a bully who preys on the weak.’

"Grandmaster Chen, make your move. I’ll only use twenty percent of my strength. I guarantee I won’t kill you," Xiao Wan said, blinking her big eyes.

BOOM!

A terrifying aura erupted from Old Chen’s body, instantly sweeping through the entire hall.

He didn’t want to fight.

But the little brat in front of him was just too arrogant.

Xiao Wan frowned. "Is this your full strength? It seems a little weak. No, I can only use ten percent of my power at most. Twenty percent would kill you. Grandmaster Chen, I’m about to attack. Get ready, and don’t be careless."

BOOM!

Xiao Wan’s small, pink fist floated lightly toward Old Chen.

"What?"

Old Chen’s face paled in shock as he swung his long saber in a wide arc to block.

He had intended to block the blow easily, but the moment his blade met Xiao Wan’s fist, he felt an unimaginably terrifying pressure.

BANG!

With a loud crash, Old Chen was sent flying several hundred meters.

STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!

Old Chen slammed his right foot back, using the rebound force from the ground to stabilize himself. He didn’t fall, barely managing to save a shred of dignity.

"Huh? Grandmaster Chen, you didn’t even fall?" Xiao Wan asked in surprise.

"I... Again!" Old Chen said through gritted teeth.

He couldn’t accept being defeated by a little girl who wasn’t even weaned.

This time, he planned to strike first.

However, Xiao Wan stopped him. "Hold on, Grandmaster Chen. You should switch weapons before we continue. Otherwise, you’re going to get hurt."

"This..."

Old Chen looked down at the long saber in his hand, only to discover it had been twisted into a piece of scrap metal.

Instantly, Old Chen’s jaw dropped in shock.

His long saber was a Tier Six Spiritual Soldier, yet it had been smashed to pieces by Xiao Wan’s fist.

’What terrifying strength!’

He was starting to suspect that this little girl was an old monster hiding her true power, a tiger disguised as a pig.

"What?"

Lujiang Qu was stunned.

He never expected Su Mo to actually send a little girl to fight Old Chen, let alone one who held such an absolute advantage.

This was insane.

Xiao Wan continued, "Grandmaster Chen, why don’t you switch to a great hammer? A hammer is harder than a saber, so my fist won’t be able to break your weapon."

"I..."

Old Chen silently lowered his head.

He never would have dreamed that he would be defeated by a little girl who was still young enough to be nursing.

’This damn kid is a monster!’

Old Chen pondered for a long time before sighing, "Little girl, Grandmaster Chen admits defeat."

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