Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law-Chapter 428: Bullying the Big with the Small

"Is it him?" Duan Sirong’s face showed a hint of surprise.

The silver-robed youth who had appeared was someone she knew, named Ouyang Yan, from the Immortal Hall of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

He was an impressive disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Realm’s Immortal Hall, and his status within it was also quite remarkable.

Previously, during a mission in the Mystic Spirit Realm, she had met him, and he had displayed a very strong combat power.

Back then, Ouyang Yan was at the Eighth Rank Sixth Layer Realm, while she had already reached the Eighth Rank Ninth Layer. Yet Duan Sirong believed she was no match for Ouyang Yan.

Now, Ouyang Yan had reached the same Eighth Rank Ninth Layer Realm as her, ranked 99th on the talent list. His strength would only have become more fearsome.

Duan Sirong hadn’t expected to encounter Ouyang Yan here, nor had she expected that he would actually challenge Xu Ping’an.

However, this did make her consider staying to watch the fight; perhaps she could witness a battle of geniuses.

This was a very rare opportunity indeed.

Xu Ping’an looked at the silver-robed youth in the distance, his brow slightly furrowed.

He wasn’t displeased by the youth’s provocation, but because the youth had spoken too loudly.

This fellow had broadcast his name throughout Heavenly Dao Mountain, which would likely bring him no small amount of trouble.

Yan Zhenling was currently breaking through Heavenly Gate and could not easily leave.

If people from Defying Heaven Alliance were to come and attack, there would inevitably be a great battle.

"Young Master, this guy is called Ouyang Yan, a disciple from the Heavenly Spirit Realm’s Immortal Hall," said Yan Zhenling, as she reminded him, "It’s said that he has extraordinary talent and possesses the Primordial Ancient Star Body."

Although she was breaking through, she also kept an eye on the surroundings.

Primordial Ancient Star Body?

Immortal Hall of the Heavenly Spirit Realm?

Xu Ping’an understood why the other party had sought him out.

"Xu Ping’an, I ask you, do you dare to fight?"

The silver-robed youth had approached, looking at Xu Ping’an with a disdainful gaze.

"Why should I agree to a battle with you?" Xu Ping’an asked in return.

He had pretty much figured out the other party’s purpose.

It was nothing more than the fact that he was ranked higher, and the other party was dissatisfied, wanting to defeat him and climb the ranks by stepping on him.

For such people, Xu Ping’an had no interest in engaging.

"I heard that you defeated Shangguan Lingyu. Don’t tell me you lack even the courage to fight me? I can suppress my cultivation to match your level," Ouyang Yan arrogantly said, seeing that Xu Ping’an had not agreed, he became even more disdainful.

Suppress to the same level?

Xu Ping’an couldn’t help laughing.

Even without suppression, this fellow before him might not be a match for him.

If he really were to suppress his power, squashing him would be even easier than crushing an ant.

"Indeed, I did defeat Shangguan Lingyu. You must be one of her suitors, right? It seems Shangguan Lingyu doesn’t want to bother with you, so you want to defeat me to get her attention. I have to say, your plan won’t work at all," said Xu Ping’an, smiling lightly.

"It’s not your place to comment on my affairs," Ouyang Yan retorted angrily, as if Xu Ping’an had touched a nerve.

Indeed, Shangguan Lingyu had been indifferent to him, which had always been a sore point in his heart.

He had sworn to himself that he would make Shangguan Lingyu take him seriously and even win her heart.

Now that Xu Ping’an had pointed it out, how could he not be enraged?

"It seems I hit the mark. If I were you, I would just go find Shangguan Lingyu and beat her up; naturally, she would start looking at you differently," Xu Ping’an continued to speak with a smile.

Ouyang Yan glared furiously, his anger intensifying.

Beat Shangguan Lingyu?

He couldn’t possibly be a match for Shangguan Lingyu; this guy was simply humiliating him.

Yes, at least in Ouyang Yan’s eyes, Xu Ping’an was humiliating him.

"Don’t think that just because you defeated Shangguan Lingyu you can lecture me. The reason Shangguan Lingyu was defeated by you is that she suppressed her cultivation and didn’t use her powerful combat techniques. Otherwise, you wouldn’t stand a chance against her. Do you really think you could defeat a Saintess of our Heavenly Spirit Realm’s Immortal Hall?" Ouyang Yan said angrily.

At this moment, quite a few figures were flying towards this area, attracted by the commotion Ouyang Yan had caused.

Hearing Ouyang Yan’s words, they were somewhat astonished.

This Xu Ping’an had actually defeated Shangguan Lingyu?

Duan Sirong was also extremely surprised.

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She had heard of Shangguan Lingyu, the direct disciple of the female Immortal Emperor of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, with a very high status.

Xu Ping’an had defeated Shangguan Lingyu?

It was indeed shocking news.

Of course, she also understood that Shangguan Lingyu had suppressed her cultivation and had not exerted her true strength.

If Shangguan Lingyu had fought with all her might, how could Xu Ping’an possibly be her match?

Xu Ping’an smiled and didn’t mind.

At that time, Shangguan Lingyu indeed suppressed her cultivation, and she didn’t use any powerful combat techniques.

Had Shangguan Lingyu fought with all her might, he indeed wouldn’t have been her match.

But a win is a win, and Shangguan Lingyu thought so too.

These guys just can’t accept that someone is better than them, so they make excuses.

"Young Master, why not let this old servant test his strength? If he’s not even a match for me, then there’s no need for the Young Master to make a move," said an old man standing behind Ouyang Yan with a smile.

"Good, then you go and behead him for me," Ouyang Yan’s eyes narrowed as he spoke.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to gauge Xu Ping’an’s strength, and a murderous intent surged in his eyes.

A mere Seventh Rank First Layer Realm dares to be so arrogant. Does he have a death wish?

"Just a Seventh Rank First Layer Realm, this old servant will undoubtedly fulfill the Young Master’s task," the elder said with a smile.

After speaking, he stepped forward, and the aura of an Eighth Rank Ninth Layer Realm Peak burst forth from him.

Those around were somewhat astonished at this scene.

An Eighth Rank Peak powerhouse taking action against a Seventh Rank First Layer Realm?

Isn’t that a little too much like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

Although many people were aware that Xu Ping’an was a genius on the talent list.

But the ranking on the talent list does not represent real power, it only represents potential.

Therefore, those present didn’t think Xu Ping’an would be a match for the elder.

Even Ouyang Yan thought the same.

Duan Sirong didn’t speak, but she thought the elder was courting death.

Because she was also of the Eighth Rank Ninth Layer Realm, yet she had been defeated by Xu Ping’an.

The elder’s strength wasn’t even as good as hers, so how could he possibly be a match for Xu Ping’an?

Of course, she didn’t remind Ouyang Yan. She wanted to take this opportunity to see Xu Ping’an’s true strength as well.

"Boy, don’t blame this old man for bullying the weak. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn’t have," the elder said indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful burst of soul power surged towards Xu Ping’an.

Clearly, in the elder’s opinion, he didn’t need to use his True Yuan at all, and his soul power would be sufficient to completely crush Xu Ping’an.

"Boom!"

The elder’s soul attack slammed into Xu Ping’an’s Niwan Palace but was like smashing against an iron wall, completely unable to shift it even slightly.

"What?" The elder was shocked and showed a look of incomprehension.

"Don’t blame me for picking on the weak."

Xu Ping’an chuckled lightly and took a step forward.

His figure instantly appeared in front of the elder.

A punch was thrown, fast as lightning.

His fist, terrible with True Yuan, carried the overwhelming force of heaven and earth.

Bang!

The elder didn’t even have time to react before Xu Ping’an punched him in the chest.

His body burst apart on the spot, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

What?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

With just one move?

How was that possible?

An Eighth Rank Peak powerhouse, was he really blown apart with one punch by a Seventh Rank First Layer Realm?

And from start to finish, never even had the chance to fight back?

The force of heaven and earth?

Duan Sirong’s pupils also constricted, her face showing shock, and a hint of fear arose in her heart.

Xu Ping’an had not held back when he fought her.

If he had really wanted to take her life, her fate would have been the same as the elder’s right now.

In that moment, Duan Sirong deeply felt the terror of Xu Ping’an.