I'm already invincible, and you're telling me I just logged in?

Without delay, Xu Yan left the yamen and headed straight for the next mission site.

He didn't make a move earlier because there were three Kaiyuan level cultivators standing opposite him, and he wasn't foolish enough to throw an egg against a rock.

Xu Yan remembered Qin Feng's appearance, and also the disdain in his gaze when it fell on her face.

No rush. I can change my appearance, but he might not be able to.

After leaving Qinglian County, Xu Yan sat in the carriage, looking down at the documents in his hand.

His destination wasn't far from Qing Shi Town, so he planned to go back there first.

......

Ten days later.

Xu Yan looked at the familiar street scene of Qing Shi Town and let out a soft breath.

"Finally back!"

As Xu Yan passed by a street, he saw Zhou Tong holding his one-month-old son and chatting with the neighbors.

Xu Yan walked over.

"Brother Zhou, it's been a long time!"

Zhou Tong turned around upon hearing the voice, raised an eyebrow upon seeing it was him, and said, "Oh! Xu Yan?"

"Judging by your confident demeanor, the review must have been approved, right?"

Seeing Xu Yan nod, Zhou Tong's face showed a hint of admiration, and he couldn't help but tease, "Then should I call you Lord Xu?"

Xu Yan waved his hand with a smile: "Brother Zhou, please stop joking with me."

The two chatted for a few more minutes, then Zhou Tong suddenly slapped his forehead: "Xu Yan, you're back just in time!"

"What do you mean?" Xu Yan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Zhou Tong explained, "Lord Chen's martial arts school has only been open for a short time, and today it just so happens that two other martial arts schools in the city have come to challenge it."

At this point, a hint of worry appeared on Zhou Tong's face.

He was aware of Chen Xuan's strength, but the challenge also included a competition between disciples, which was what truly worried him.

Because Chen Xuan's newly accepted disciples were all children from poor families, they didn't have much resources to hone their skills, so how could they compare to others?

After this match, I'm afraid I'll be thoroughly humiliated.

After hearing this, Xu Yan frowned slightly: "Let's go, Brother Zhou, let's go take a look."

Zhou Tong responded and quickly led the way.

The two walked through several streets and finally arrived at their destination.

Chen Xuan's martial arts school was converted from a courtyard. The space was not large and the facade was not particularly impressive.

By this time, a large crowd of onlookers had gathered outside the courtyard.

Xu Yan and Zhou Tong squeezed into the crowd, their eyes fixed on the center of the arena.

At this moment, Chen Xuan was fighting against the owner of another martial arts school and was clearly at a disadvantage.

In his early years, he explored a wide range of martial arts and practiced many different styles, but due to his overambition, he failed to master any one of them and was ultimately defeated by his opponent.

Chen Xuan stood up, his face filled with shame: "I lost."

It is indeed embarrassing to lose face in front of one's disciples.

"You're too kind."

The noodle shop owner returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

After the competition between the masters, it was time for the disciples to spar.

However, challenging a school is like fighting a war. Once the general is killed, morale is greatly reduced, and the remaining disciples hang their heads, having lost all will to fight.

Xiao Qi mustered his courage and, following the rules Chen Xuan had taught him, stepped onto the field and bowed to the people from the other martial arts schools opposite him: "Please enlighten me."

The other side sent out a disciple of the same age, dressed smartly, clearly from a wealthy family.

Although Xiao Qi is talented, due to long-term hunger and short-term martial arts training, her foundation is obviously inferior to others.

The disciple swept Xiao Qi to the ground with one kick, then stepped on his back and spat out, "Useless trash."

The owner of the martial arts school across the street also turned his gaze to Chen Xuan and made a provocative remark.

"Chen Xuan, what kind of shoddy martial arts are you teaching?"

"Close down as soon as possible, lest you mislead young people."

Chen Xuan's face was grim as he looked at Xiao Qi lying on the ground, filled with self-reproach.

This child was entrusted to him by Xu Yan, yet he has suffered such injustice right under his nose.

Chen Xuan helped Xiao Qi up, whispered a few words of comfort, patted the dust off his body, and then looked up at the other disciples.

The master had already been defeated, and even the most talented Xiao Qi had been taken down in a few moves. The remaining children looked at each other, and none of them dared to step forward.

Best of five, the game ended in one round.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan sighed softly.

He knew that opening a martial arts school would inevitably involve this process.

The purpose of challenging someone is to damage their reputation and deter others from ever visiting again.

Just as Chen Xuan was about to concede defeat, a familiar voice suddenly rang out: "Master, I'm back!"

He turned his head and saw Xu Yan, whom he hadn't seen for nearly a month, and was both surprised and delighted.

Upon hearing the word "Master," Chen Xuan knew what Xu Yan was up to.

Although it's against the rules, for the sake of the martial arts school's reputation, we have no choice but to go along with it.

"You've come back just in time; today is the day for the challenge. Your master was outmatched and lost, so just do your best."

Xu Yan nodded, placed the bundle in Chen Xuan's hands, and took a few steps to stand in the center of the arena. He cupped his hands in greeting to the person opposite him and said, "Please enlighten me!"

The two owners opposite him, seeing that he was a stranger, couldn't help but look him over a few more times, exchanging a puzzled glance.

Seeing Xu Yan's poor attire, they had no objections and simply sent a disciple of similar age to Xu Yan to fight.

The newcomer was also dressed in fine clothes, and seeing that Xu Yan was dressed like a slave, his contempt was undisguised.

"I'll give you a handicap." He put his left hand behind his back, a slight smile playing on his lips, his expression full of composure.

Seeing this, Xu Yan's gaze became somewhat strange.

How dare someone at the ninth level of Body Tempering be so arrogant?

If he reaches the Transcendent Realm in ten years, won't he be able to walk sideways with impunity?

"Are you sure?" Xu Yan asked.

The other party nodded, his expression confident, as if he had already won.

In his eyes, Xu Yan, a poor boy, probably couldn't even withstand three of his moves.

Xu Yan didn't say anything more, only sighed: "Since that's the case, I'll give you both hands, so you won't say I'm bullying you later."

Upon seeing Xu Yan's arrogance, the challenger's face darkened, and he immediately lunged forward.

However, Xu Yan kicked him out of the arena with just one kick, and he was unconscious when he hit the ground.

Xu Yan turned his back to Chen Xuan, his tone casual: "Master, this won't do either? Did you go easy on him?"

Chen Xuan appeared to have a stern face, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

The next moment, Xu Yan turned around, his gaze suddenly turned cold, and he spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I'm going to take on ten!"

Xu Yan is really angry right now.

If it's just a friendly spar, then so be it. What's the point of humiliating someone?

He simply couldn't stand it.

Although Chen Xuan was only at the Transcendent Realm and his strength might not rank among the top in this world, Xu Yan considered him a good master.

At least none of the practical experience he imparted during the special training was wasted.

Without these experiences, I might not have been able to kill Jiang Chengying so cleanly and efficiently.

One of the museum owners stared coldly at Xu Yan, while the other looked on with amusement.

The two men didn't respond to the "take on ten" challenge, but instead had a man two or three years older than Xu Yan step forward: "Please enlighten me."

This person is Huang Zhang, the son of the head of the Huang Family Martial Arts School.

Although the Huang family was not as powerful as the Xu family in Qingshi Town, they were still considered influential.

The master of the hall is Huang Gui, the middle-aged man who just defeated Chen Xuan.

Xu Yan returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

After the ceremony, Huang Zhang lunged forward and threw a punch straight at his face.

He had already figured out how to humiliate this arrogant fool later.

First, beat this kid until his head is a pig's head, then make him kneel on the ground and admit defeat.

Xu Yan watched the fist come hurtling towards him and sneered inwardly.

"Fist to fist, should I avoid your edge?"

Xu Yan lowered his shoulders to gather strength and threw a punch to meet the attack.

The moment the two fists collided, a crisp cracking sound rang out in the arena.