In Jingcheng, there was a powerful figure to back him up, but in the much larger Jiangzhong City, it was no longer Shenqian's home turf.

"Huh?"

While Shen Qian was lost in thought, Ling Xiao suddenly narrowed his eyes and, without saying a word, pulled Shen towards the cultivation room.

Completely bewildered, Shen Qian was pulled into the training room. Without any preparation, Ling Xiao suddenly flicked his fingers together, and terrifying sword energy rushed towards Shen Qian.

laugh!

The creature reacted quickly before sinking, managing to dodge in time, leaving a deep plow mark on the otherwise incredibly hard ground.

Ling Xiao did not stop, as if the previous sword strike was just a reminder to Shen Qian. As soon as Shen Qian regained his footing, an even more fierce sword aura surged over him like a tidal wave.

Two months of training allowed Chen Qian to get into the swing of things immediately.

His gaze sharpened, and with a swift movement, he transformed into a series of afterimages, instantly piercing through the extremely tiny gap and appearing in front of Ling Xiao.

boom!

A deafening sonic boom echoed through the air. Shen Qian's body was still making a gesture of raising his hand, but in reality, his fist had already smashed into Ling Xiao's face.

Unfortunately, Ling Xiao's remaining image was also just an afterimage. Shen Qian's punch missed its mark, and the excessive force made it difficult for him to stop, so he could only slam his fist into the floor.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread, and the force of a punch, which weighed tens of thousands of pounds, seemed to shake the entire Tower of Babel slightly.

A thin layer of golden light appeared silently around the room, enveloping the entire training room and isolating it from all movement.

With no more reservations, the two clashed wildly in the narrow space of a hundred square meters, exchanging blows over a hundred times in just a few dozen seconds.

At a certain moment, the sword energy suddenly stopped. Shen Qian, who was in the middle of a great fight, realized that Ling Xiao had stopped moving and quickly stopped his attack as well.

"Fifth Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Ling Xiao was still slightly raising his hand, but his expression was somewhat dazed, Chen Qian couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Junior brother, you... are very good."

Ling Xiao came to his senses, his expression somewhat complicated. "I almost couldn't resist drawing my sword just now."

Shen Qian realized this was extremely high praise, even though Ling Xiao was carrying only a seemingly ordinary wooden sword.

But Lingxiao is definitely not an ordinary mountain or sea.

"Your progress is truly terrifying. Every time I see you, it's a different feeling. Ordinary high-level martial artists are no match for you."

Ling Xiao commented, deeply moved.

"Then... what about mountains and seas?"

Shen Qian asked curiously.

While still in the restricted area, Shen Qian originally wanted to spar with Dao Jiu, but later he realized that due to the existence of the King's Contract, Dao Jiu was unable to muster any fighting spirit against Shen Qian, so Shen Qian had no choice but to give up.

"Mountains and Seas?" Ling Xiao glanced at Shen Qian in surprise and chuckled, "You're quite ambitious... Hmm, if you were someone who had just entered the Mountain and Seas realm, you could probably barely handle a few moves."

He wasn't disappointed by Ling Xiao's assessment.

During the sparring just now, Ling Xiao was actually very restrained, but wasn't Shen Qian the same?

Moreover, "Shadow Blade" is a proper killing technique and is not suitable for use in sparring.

“Changqing has just ‘attained enlightenment.’ If you’re really curious, you can try asking him,” Ling Xiao said with a smile.

"Sixth Senior Brother broke through?" Shen Qian had just learned of this and was overjoyed to hear it, but then turned his head in confusion, "Why didn't I see him when I came back?"

"Yes, just a couple of days ago. But he was a bit too reckless during his breakthrough, and he's underground now," Ling Xiao said with a faint smile.

Shen Qian immediately became too lazy to ask any more questions, and wasn't even particularly surprised.

For Lao Liu, this was just routine procedure.

...

After seeing Ling Xiao off, Shen Qian returned to his studio.

Recalling the exchange just now, Shen Qian was quite satisfied with his performance. He was certain that his fifth senior brother was no ordinary person, and not everyone would have the courage to fight him.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Qian took out the small golden ball.

Although one can log in even in the restricted area, the existence of the Hundred Kings Palace must be kept secret due to the rules, and Shen Qian still has to avoid mentioning Yuan You, who is always sticking to him.

Come to think of it, it's been two months since I last logged on.

I wonder if anything major has happened recently.

After a familiar sense of disorientation, when he opened his eyes again, Shen Qian was already sitting on the throne.

In less than two seconds, a tall figure appeared beside Shen Qian; it was Wan Ning.

"Mr. Shen, your personal waiter Wan Ning is at your service... It's been a long time since I've seen you."

Wearing a black halter dress, Wan Ning greeted everyone and bowed, her white skin almost blinding.

Shen Qian cursed himself for being a scoundrel, then turned his gaze slightly, "First, open the martial arts discussion area for me."

Before logging off last time, Chen Qian still picked two posts with contribution points of over 30 to reply to. In addition, two months have passed now, and others may have seen his previous replies, so he should still be able to gain some insights.

"Contribution value balance: 987 points."

After glancing at his personal information, Shen Qian nodded slightly.

Last time he spent nearly 500 contribution points to buy pills, and he still has more than 500 points left. He has increased by 400 points in two months, which is actually not bad.

After the initial hype has died down, fewer people will continue to pay attention to him.

Moreover, there weren't actually many people in the Hundred Kings Hall.

Ding ding ding!

The notification sounded, and Chen Qian glanced at the "99+" private messages in the lower right corner and casually clicked to take a look.

The private messages were similar to the last time. Some were asking Chen Qian to reply to the post, some were guessing his identity, and some wanted to discuss things with him privately. One person, "One Punch, Eight Thousand Jin," was the most eager and sent messages to Chen Qian almost every day.

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