He looks like an ordinary young man.
But he exudes an unparalleled confidence, especially the indifference in his eyes, which makes him look like a high and mighty monarch looking down on all people!
"..."
Miyamoto Kazukawa frowned; he found himself unable to see through the young man before him.
"Are you too scared to speak?"
Miyamoto Jiro, however, was not so cautious. Seeing Chen Xiu calmly drinking his tea, his tone became even more arrogant: "He thinks he can kill the God of War of the Northern Underworld? In my opinion, the God of War of the Great Xia Kingdom is nothing special!"
"The so-called God of War is just a general who is good at deploying troops. He may be very good at fighting, but his personal strength is terrible!"
"Otherwise, how could a mighty war god be killed by such a fair-skinned kid? Hahaha!"
While provoking Chen Xiu, Miyamoto Jiro burst into loud laughter.
Han Jincheng, standing to the side, also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He also felt that the so-called Mr. Chen was nothing special!
Both Murong Shaobo and Zheng Baichuan frowned slightly, their eyes showing some disappointment...
How could Chen Xiu calmly drink tea when the other party was so provocative? Was he frightened by Miyajiro's slash?
Or perhaps, is their actual strength really just that low?
Just as they were feeling disappointed, Chen Xiu slowly put down his teacup and said, "I've finished my tea, and you haven't disappeared on your own yet. I'll have to make you disappear!"
Having said that, he lightly flicked his sleeve!
Rumble—
A surge of energy, like a storm, erupted from Chen Xiu's sleeve!
The sound was like thunder, like a raging storm!
Before Miyajiro could react, a powerful surge of storm energy had already struck him.
Before he could even scream, he was blasted away by the immense energy!
Rumble—
After knocking Miyamoto Jiro away, the energy continued to push forward, and the specially made security door, which was more than ten centimeters thick, shattered instantly!
Then, a ravine, as if crushed by a steel behemoth, appeared in the corridor, which was tens of meters long!
This ravine stretched all the way to the end of the corridor...
As for the so-called Miyamoto Jiro, he had already been reduced to dust by this terrifying blow!
"this……"
The people in the room were stunned. Murong Shaobo and Zheng Baichuan's eyes widened and their mouths were agape.
Just as Han Jincheng was about to drink his tea, his teacup fell to the ground with a loud crash.
As for Miyamoto Ichikawa, he stood there stunned, his hand reaching for his sword, but after witnessing Chen Xiu's terrifying attack, he ultimately lost the courage to draw it!
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