Chapter 937: Apologizing in Person

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Neither round-faced Baihu, Baihu Chen, Zongqi Xu, nor Pang Tai could believe this fact.

Among countless martial artists in the world, only those with extraordinary talent could achieve the status of a fifth level martial sect master.

But talent alone is not enough; without a strong will, a massive investment of resources, and relentless day and night practice, it is nearly impossible to break through the barrier from the fourth level to the fifth level.

Throughout history, countless martial artists have been stuck at this checkpoint, unable to ascend until their Qi and blood were depleted.

Both round-faced Baihu and Baihu Chen were fourth level martial artists, still young enough to have a chance at breaking into the fifth level.

But they both knew very well that unless a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity arose, such as falling off a cliff and finding a Ten-thousand-year Red Fruit, it was absolutely impossible to break through to the fifth level.

Now, a sixteen-year-old boy stood in front of them, exuding the oppressive force of a fifth level martial sect master, and the shock it brought them was unimaginable.

"You, what trick are you using?"

Zongqi Xu’s face turned beet red as he squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth, filled with strong unwillingness and fear.

Deep down, he still harbored a glimmer of hope that perhaps Wang Chen was just using some kind of trick or true Dao symbols to disguise himself as a fifth level martial sect master!

This young Zongqi, who had traveled a long way to claim credit, was unwilling to believe that Wang Chen was such a genius.

If Wang Chen truly were a fifth level martial sect master, not only would Zongqi Xu have no chance to seize credit, but even his father Xu Jinghui, the Qiandu, would have no way to take it by force.

Even if Wang Chen was just a minor Xiaoqi.

Because Xu Jinghui himself was only at the peak of the fourth level; even if he suddenly struck luck and broke through to the fifth level, he would still have to treat Wang Chen with respect.

A fifth level martial sect master is a powerful expert that any country would eagerly bring into their fold, more than capable of guarding a territory.

The Daye Emperor could very well choose an eligible princess or noblewoman from the royalty to marry a sixteen-year-old martial sect master!

This was truly the seed of a Martial Saint!

Zongqi Xu understood the weight of this, which is why he was so self-deceiving.

"Heh!"

Wang Chen sneered coldly, suddenly raising his hand to press down, and the invisible malevolent energy in the room surged.

In a confined space, the oppressive force effect of energy release is at its most potent.

As Wang Chen activated the power of the Five Bloodshed Wheels simultaneously, the malevolent force he exerted on the others increased, causing round-faced Baihu and Baihu Chen to stagger backward involuntarily, unable to withstand it any longer.

Instinct told them that if Wang Chen struck at this moment, he could easily suppress them.

There was no chance for resistance or a comeback!

Zongqi Xu fared even worse; he bent his legs and dropped to the ground. His once handsome face turned a deep purple-black, with fresh blood seeping from his mouth and nose.

"Martial Sect Master Ling, please don’t act impulsively…"

At that moment, Pang Tai finally lost his composure and rushed forward to advise, "We are all serving the court; let’s speak properly, let’s talk this over!"

Since this Zongqi had not been targeted by Wang Chen, he was under the least pressure.

But he feared that Wang Chen, in his youth and vigor, might kill the two Baihu and Zongqi Xu in anger, causing the situation to spiral out of control.

Pang Tai regretted it deeply; had he known Wang Chen had already broken through to the fifth level, he would have steadfastly sided with Wang Chen, even if it meant going against the Guard Office!

Unfortunately, it was too late to be a fence sitter now!

In a panic, this Zongqi used honorifics when addressing his subordinate, Wang Chen.

But no one found anything wrong with that.

"Good."

Wang Chen, out of respect for Pang Tai, instantly withdrew the malevolent force he had been releasing.

As a result, Baihu Chen and the others trembled all at once, almost spitting out blood, their faces turning extremely unsightly.

In an instant, their internal and external pressures had become unbalanced!

This illustrates the difference in realms between a martial sect master and those below the fifth level.

Wang Chen glanced at Pang Tai and said lightly, "My lord, out of respect for you, I will overlook their offense of disrespecting their superiors. You can handle the next matters."

Pang Tai forced a smile, "Alright."

What else could he say?

Two Baihu and a Zongqi were actually reprimanded by a Xiaoqi for "disrespecting their superiors," which sounded very ridiculous.

However, if this Xiaoqi were a fifth level martial sect master, it would be absolutely normal.

One must understand that the Strongest are to be respected; that is an iron rule of this world!

"I only want results."

After Wang Chen finished speaking, he turned and left, not even giving a glance to the ashen-faced Baihu Chen and the others.

The hall of Linjiang Wei Hall fell into complete silence.

Wang Chen, who simply walked away, returned to his residence with great ease, continuing his practice of the Exterminating Demon Spear Technique.

Practicing Martial Arts can indeed become addictive, especially when practicing such profound and arcane skills, allowing Wang Chen to glimpse the peak of power in this world. Each small progress brought immense joy and happiness.

As for the commotion he had caused and the reaction above, Wang Chen chose not to care for the moment.

After all, if the Guard Office did not provide him with a satisfactory explanation, Wang Chen would go to Da Wei Yamen for an answer. He did not believe that he, a sixteen-year-old fifth level martial sect master within the Blood Guard system, could not obtain justice!

Time flew by quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

One morning, while practicing Martial Arts at home, Wang Chen welcomed three visitors.

Besides Zongqi Pang Tai, the young Zongqi Xu, who wished to claim credit for Wang Chen’s achievements, also arrived.

However, this young Zongqi was downcast, looking like a wilted plant, feeling shame upon seeing Wang Chen.

The third visitor was undoubtedly the important one.

He was in his forties or fifties, wearing a black-blue flying fish uniform, resembling Zongqi Xu to a degree.

The color of his flying fish uniform was different from those of Wang Chen and Pang Tai, and the brocade flying fish embroidered on it had two horns, clearly indicating his official rank.

He was the Qiandu of the Blood Guard, a fifth-rank martial official!

"I am Xu Jinghui from the Guard Office, greeting Martial Sect Master Ling!"

He cupped his fists and bowed politely, saying, "I hope you can forgive my impudent visit today."

What a surprise, father came to visit his son!

Wang Chen smiled slightly, "So it’s the honored Qiandu visiting. Please, come inside."

Judging by the appearance of the visitor, he clearly was not there to cause trouble.

Since Wang Chen believed in not striking a smiling face, he was willing to hear what this Qiandu wanted to say.

He invited the three into the living room and said, "It’s just me at home, so I haven’t prepared any tea…"

"You don’t need to be polite," Xu Jinghui quickly waved his hand, then turned sharply to Zongqi Xu, who was standing by, and sternly ordered, "Unfilial son, why aren’t you immediately apologizing to Martial Sect Master Ling?!"