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Seeing Jiang Chen suddenly make a move, Master Xu hurriedly manipulated the Paper Man, but it was too late; the Paper Man was pierced directly by the sunflower seed. However, the Paper Man did not fall; it merely had a hole in it.
"You little brat, since you refuse to recognize my strength, don't blame me for bullying you," Master Xu shouted angrily, then controlled the Paper Man to charge at Jiang Chen.
"Slash!" Master Xu bellowed as the Paper Man jumped up, raising its knife to strike at Jiang Chen. Having witnessed the Paper Man's power before, they knew that a single blow could split a Solid Wood Chair in half. If it struck a person, it could easily cleave them as well.
Seeing Jiang Chen still sitting in his chair without dodging, many people turned their eyes away, unable to bear the thought of witnessing a bloody scene.
"Jiang Chen, get out of the way!" Lin Jingzhu exclaimed in alarm.
But it was too late; the Paper Man was already before Jiang Chen, bringing its knife down. At that moment, Jiang Chen reached out and directly grabbed the Paper Man.
Although the Paper Man had just displayed fierce aggression, it now found itself completely immobilized in Jiang Chen's grasp.
Master Xu's face changed dramatically upon seeing Jiang Chen casually seize his Paper Man. He looked incredulous as he quickly formed seals with his hands again to control the Paper Man. The Paper Man was infused with his blood essence, which allowed him to manipulate it. He could still sense the Paper Man, but no matter how hard he tried—no matter how much he amplified his spiritual power—it remained trapped in Jiang Chen's grip.
Unfazed, Jiang Chen waited until Master Xu's spiritual power reached its limit before suddenly squeezing tightly, crushing the Paper Man into a crumpled mass.
The connection between Master Xu and the Paper Man snapped like a taut rope, causing Master Xu to spit out blood.
Master Xu excelled in using telekinesis—a mystical power that allowed him to manipulate various objects with his mind. However, using this ability drained immense mental energy. If it backfired and his spiritual power collapsed, it could leave him dazed.
Jiang Chen casually tossed the crushed Paper Man aside. Seeing Master Xu spitting blood, he shook his head helplessly. While Master Xu had decent control over his spiritual power, it paled in comparison to Jiang Chen's capabilities.
Onlookers were stunned to see Master Xu bleeding; after all, Jiang Chen hadn't even lifted a finger. How could Master Xu be injured? Was his technique similar to the Seven Injuries Fist—injuring others while injuring himself?
"Master Xu, what happened to you?" Jiang Guangming rushed forward with concern etched on his face. He had invited Master Xu here; while he had indeed made an impressive show earlier, he hadn't yet avenged himself. Now that Master Xu was inexplicably bleeding, he felt utterly disappointed.
"It's nothing; just a bit of qi deviation. It's good that I managed to expel some old blood from my body," Master Xu said earnestly. No matter what happened, he couldn't lose face; he couldn't admit that he had been made to bleed by Jiang Chen.
With Master Xu saying so, everyone naturally believed him. Jiang Guangming turned to Jiang Chen and said, "You're quite lucky; if it weren't for Master Xu's old ailment acting up just now, you would have been split in half by the Paper Man."
"Cough cough, you don't need to worry about this matter; I'll handle it," Master Xu interrupted Jiang Guangming awkwardly as his face flushed with embarrassment.
"Master Xu, don't hold back against this brat; teach him a harsh lesson. Otherwise, he won't respect you at all," Jiang Guangming insisted.
Master Xu's expression darkened as he chose not to respond to Jiang Guangming any further. Instead, he pondered how to regain his lost face.
Jiang Chen had effortlessly broken through his Paper Man technique—this strength truly surprised him—but he was still unwilling to give up. His pride was on the line.
"What? Still not convinced?" Jiang Chen chuckled lightly.
"Of course, I am not convinced," Master Xu said, staring at Jiang Chen with a serious tone.
"Since you are not convinced, I will make you convinced," Jiang Chen replied, his expression darkening as he retracted his smile and released his spiritual sense.
Originally, it would have been simple to make Master Xu submit; a single slap from Jiang Chen would have sufficed. However, today was his grandmother's birthday celebration, and Jiang Chen did not want to resort to violence. Instead, he chose to use his spiritual sense to suppress him.
Jiang Chen's spiritual sense enveloped Master Xu like an invisible pressure. Outsiders could not perceive it, but for Master Xu, it felt as if a massive stone was hanging over his heart, making it hard for him to breathe. Without any hesitation, Master Xu's legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.
"Now, are you convinced?" Jiang Chen asked.
"I am convinced, I am convinced," Master Xu replied with a purple face, hastily admitting defeat. He had never encountered such powerful mental strength before.
As Jiang Chen withdrew his spiritual sense, Master Xu felt a wave of relief wash over him. He was panting heavily, sweat soaking through his clothes; he had just walked a fine line between life and death.
Master Xu stood up shakily, his legs still trembling uncontrollably.
The onlookers stared wide-eyed in confusion and shock, completely unaware of what had just transpired. Jiang Chen had not even moved, yet Master Xu was so frightened; it seemed absurd. However, Master Xu's demeanor did not appear to be an act—no one knew what had really happened and many thought he had seen a ghost.
Jiang Guangming found it hard to accept this situation. The Xuanmen Master he had invited had ended up in such a humiliating position, which was quite embarrassing for him. He had boasted about Master Xu earlier, believing that once he arrived, Jiang Chen would tremble in fear and even avenge his lost son. But now Jiang Chen sat there doing nothing while Master Xu was visibly shaken.
"Master Xu, what... what is going on?" Jiang Guangming asked.
"I'm leaving," Master Xu said without offering an explanation and turned to walk away, utterly humiliated.
Master Xu left in disgrace, leaving the crowd bewildered—was he just here for comic relief?
Jiang Guangming was now completely despondent. Today’s birthday banquet had turned into a showcase for Jiang Chen's prowess.
Jiang Jingsheng and Hu Yina rushed over to Jiang Chen with excitement, praising their grandson highly. However, the two elders felt conflicted since Jiang Chen did not harbor good feelings towards the Jiang family.
Time quickly passed until noon when the banquet officially began. Due to Jiang Guangming's low spirits, the atmosphere of the celebration was rather subdued. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, Jiang Guangming would inherit the Jiang family's fortune and become its head in the future.
After the banquet concluded, guests hurriedly took their leave; they were not foolish and could infer from the earlier events that there was tension between Jiang Guangming and Jiang Chen. This was an internal conflict within the Jiang family that no one wanted to get involved in.
However, Lin Jingzhu did not leave; she had finally managed to see Jiang Chen and wanted to talk to him privately.
As the guests departed, only the Jiang family members remained along with Lin Jingzhu as an outsider. Since Lin Jingzhu chose to stay, naturally no one would ask her to leave.
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