Chapter 201: Overpowering Ximen Changkong

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Ximen Changkong, who appeared to be an extremely spoiled rich second-generation, practiced the highly lethal Baji Quan as his attacking martial art, and his footwork was the traditional Nine Palaces Steps from Hua Nation.

Although these were not Origin Force Combat Skills, both his attacking power and evasion were top-tier. Additionally, Ximen Changkong had trained them to a very high level, making them extremely powerful.

Despite being greedy, lustful, and riddled with flaws, this scion of a noble family also had many strengths and could truly be called a first-rate, formidable figure. In his previous life, if Ximen Changkong had not underestimated Jiang Xincheng and only sent some low-level fighters to deal with him, Jiang Xincheng would likely have died long ago.

Jiang Xincheng was well aware of this, so he never underestimated this rich second-generation.

Seeing Ximen Changkong attack in anger, Jiang Xincheng moved swiftly, using the Five Elements Steps to head toward a forest outside. He did this to protect his small courtyard, fearing that the aftershocks of the battle might damage it.

With the strength of a Great Yuan Warrior in the Cloud Condensation Realm, even minor battle aftershocks could reduce the small courtyard to dust. Jiang Xincheng did not want to leave this place he had lived in for so long, which had both a pleasant environment and abundant Heaven and Earth Yuan Power.

Seeing Jiang Xincheng run into the distance, Ximen Changkong thought he was trying to escape and immediately gave chase. However, when he reached the forest, he realized Jiang Xincheng intended to settle the fight with him there.

At this moment, Ximen Changkong also sensed Jiang Xincheng’s true strength—the Early Stage Cloud Condensation Realm, a Great Yuan Warrior. His expression turned serious as he began to regard Jiang Xincheng with respect for the first time.

The reason was simple: Jiang Xincheng’s Spiritual Sense was so powerful that it could evade his own detection. This alone showed Jiang Xincheng’s extraordinary nature. The saying “an eagle uses its full strength to catch a rabbit” was something Ximen Changkong had long understood.

However, even if one understood certain principles, they sometimes proved useless in the face of an absolute disparity in strength.

Facing Ximen Changkong’s approaching fist, a cold gleam flashed in Jiang Xincheng’s eyes. His Mysterious Steel Sword at his waist unsheathed with a clang. Instead of meeting the fist head-on, he used the sharpness of the Origin Force Weapon to transform it into a gracefully fluttering butterfly, slashing toward Ximen Changkong’s fist.

Ximen Changkong’s expression changed, and he quickly retracted his fist, stepping back a few paces to avoid Jiang Xincheng’s sharp sword. “You actually used an Origin Force Weapon,” he exclaimed.

“Fool, in a fight, are weapons not allowed?” Jiang Xincheng said coldly, making Ximen Changkong’s face grow even darker. Ximen Changkong threw another punch. His most skilled martial art was Baji Quan, and although he carried an Origin Force Weapon, it was not as effective as his fist techniques.

If even his Baji Quan could not defeat Jiang Xincheng, using an Origin Force Weapon would only lead to a worse defeat.

However, without an Origin Force Weapon, how could Ximen Changkong’s Baji Quan stand against Jiang Xincheng’s Origin Force Combat Skill, the Butterfly Sword Art? Even though Ximen Changkong’s strength had reached the mid-stage of the Cloud Condensation Realm and he had abundant combat experience, with mastery in both fist techniques and footwork, Jiang Xincheng’s combat experience was even richer.

The Primordial Force within Jiang Xincheng’s body was not much weaker than Ximen Changkong’s in terms of richness and purity. Combined with the sharpness of the Mysterious Steel Sword, Ximen Changkong was forced into retreat during their exchange, barely able to fight back.

This outcome surprised not only Ximen Changkong but also Jiang Xincheng. In his previous life, Ximen Changkong had been like a nightmare to him, a demon king he dared not even face in a one-on-one fight. Yet in this life, he had so easily driven Ximen Changkong into a miserable state, leaving him with almost no option but to flee.

However, this surprise lasted only a moment. Jiang Xincheng soon realized the reason, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. Having been reborn and after months of arduous training, he had finally surpassed Ximen Changkong.

Although his Primordial Force realm was still slightly lower, whether in terms of Origin Force Combat Skills, practical combat experience, Spiritual Sense realm, or understanding of his opponent, Jiang Xincheng far exceeded Ximen Changkong.

Overall, Ximen Changkong was weaker than him.

At this thought, Jiang Xincheng suddenly felt an urge to laugh out loud and weep. In his previous life, he had feared Ximen Changkong like a venomous snake, too scared to even engage in a fight. Yet in this life, he had surpassed him in just a few months. How could Jiang Xincheng not be overjoyed? How could he not weep with happiness?

Watching the utterly disheveled Ximen Changkong, a glint flashed in Jiang Xincheng’s eyes. Suddenly, he sheathed the Mysterious Steel Sword at his waist and charged at Ximen Changkong with raised fists. “Is this all the strength you have? How dare you compete with me for attention? You’re overestimating yourself. Even without my sword, I can still beat you until you’re picking your teeth off the ground.”

“Fine! You said it. Let’s see how you deal with me without a weapon. If you can defeat me without one, I’ll never bother Lin Anan again,” Ximen Changkong said, delighted to see Jiang Xincheng arrogantly discard his weapon. Eager to seize the opportunity, he tried to deceive Jiang Xincheng.

However, Jiang Xincheng, who knew Ximen Changkong’s character well, would never believe his words. The reason he chose to fight Ximen Changkong barehanded was for another purpose—not because he had impulsively abandoned his advantage.

Having lived for so many years, how could Jiang Xincheng be so foolish?

He executed the Mountain-Shaking Fist to its limit, forcefully punching toward Ximen Changkong’s fist.

“Boom…”

In the harsh clash, a faint, almost undetectable strand of Primordial Force flowed along Ximen Changkong’s fist into his body. It was hidden energy—Jiang Xincheng had silently transferred it during their exchange, and Ximen Changkong remained completely unaware.

With Jiang Xincheng’s deliberate control, the two seemed evenly matched in the exchange. Even so, Ximen Changkong was shocked. Feeling the immense power emanating from Jiang Xincheng’s fist, he exclaimed, “Your physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. You must be a heaven-sent powerhouse.”

“Good guess,” Jiang Xincheng replied lightly, throwing another punch as he charged forward. “Let’s see whether my natural strength is more formidable or your Primordial Warrior at the mid-stage Cloud Condensation Realm.”

“So what if you have natural strength? My Primordial Force is more than double yours. How could you possibly be my match?” Ximen Changkong retorted coldly, also throwing a punch without dodging or evading.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Their fists collided again and again. Snow and wind swirled violently around them, trees toppled, and broken branches flew everywhere, as if the world were ending.

A Great Yuan Warrior in the Cloud Condensation Realm possessed the terrifying destructive power to tear apart small mountains with mere gestures, akin to legendary Divine Demons. Moreover, with the ability to project Primordial Force externally, their attacks were as fierce and terrifying as powerful rocket launchers—even long-range ones. This showed just how astonishing the destructive power of a Great Yuan Warrior in the Cloud Condensation Realm could be.