"Please!"

The yamen runner cupped his fist in his other hand, slowly drawing his blade.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, reaching out to grip the hilt.

"Shua!"

The yamen runner's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing across his face. He took a step forward, abruptly slashing his blade directly at Chen Yuan's head. The long blade brought with it a gust of cold wind. Chen Yuan didn't even blink, sidestepping the attack. The blade whistled past Chen Yuan's body, before suddenly flipping over, allowing no room for a second chance.

One effort, then decline, and finally exhaustion.

This yamen runner intended to use all his strength to resolve the conflict with Chen Yuan as quickly as possible.

Chen Yuan shifted his feet, ducking down, and the runner's blade struck empty air.

Immediately following this, Chen Yuan's expression remained indifferent, his feet sliding as he traversed several meters, instantly appearing before the yamen runner. A drawing blade technique, unleashed directly!

The arena fell silent, all eyes fixed solemnly on Chen Yuan.

The long blade pierced through the yamen runner's clothing, grazing his flesh; it was just a hair's breadth away from completely impaling him. The difference in skill was immediately obvious!

The yamen runner's mouth opened slightly, but in the end, he couldn't utter a word. When Chen Yuan had closed the distance, he originally intended to strike down directly, but a flash of the blade had momentarily blinded him, and then things had become as they were.

One blade, just a single blade, and Chen Yuan had concluded the battle.

From start to finish, it didn't even take three breaths!

Chen Yuan's power caused people to stare in wonder!

After lying low for over a month, he displayed his strength in a single morning, and Chen Yuan successfully astonished everyone.

A touch of disbelief flashed in Wu Yushan's eyes, Wang Lin's eyes were filled with fear, while below, Wang Ping's mouth hung slightly open, frozen in place. This was the first time he had seen Brother Yuan unleash his power since his injury had healed.

He was already on a completely different level. He felt that if they were to spar again, he'd probably have to kneel in a single exchange.

Brother Yuan, so terrifying!

County Lieutenant Li Mingqi gave Chen Yuan a deep look, his gaze shifting slightly, as if pondering something.

The yamen runner swallowed, took a deep breath, and cupped his fist in his other hand.

"Thank you."

Without a doubt, Chen Yuan had held back. Otherwise, even a graze would have resulted in an injury. Although Li Mingqi was present, nobody dared to kill anyone, but no one could say anything about sustaining injuries.

"Chen Yuan, you will compete with Wu Yushan."

Li Mingqi didn't waste much time and issued a direct order.

Afterward, he instructed Wang Lin and another yamen runner to compete below the platform. He had little interest in watching Blood Refining level clashes one by one; it was better to resolve things quickly.

"Yes."

"Yes."

Chen Yuan and Wu Yushan said in unison.

"Chen Yuan, step down now, and I won't hurt you. I will re-employ you handsomely in the future," Wu Yushan said in a lowered voice, standing face to face with Chen Yuan, six meters apart.

From Chen Yuan's one strike earlier, Wu Yushan could tell that Chen Yuan was not someone to be trifled with. He had actually cultivated the drawing blade technique to such a high level. From drawing the blade to striking, it was completed in an instant. Indeed, he had some reliance to dare to compete.

"Brother Wu, step down now, and I won't hurt you either..." Chen Yuan replied.

What a joke! Chen Yuan was standing here precisely to obtain the position of head constable, so how could he possibly give it up for nothing? That was pure nonsense!

Wu Yushan narrowed his eyes, staring at Chen Yuan. A sneer tugged at the corner of his lips as he nodded.

"Very well, since you have made your choice, then don't blame me for disregarding old friendships."

As soon as the words left his mouth, without waiting for Chen Yuan to reply, he stomped his foot, leaping into the air and slashing his blade directly at Chen Yuan's head.

Chen Yuan took a step back, his eyes flashing coldly, and the drawing blade technique erupted instantly.

"Clang!"

The two blades collided, creating a metallic clang.

The powerful force generated by Wu Yushan's leap was neutralized by Chen Yuan, who used his blade to deflect the attack towards Wu Yushan's neck.

Ordinary martial arts, aside from those techniques that erupt with instantaneous power, don't involve a significant difference. It is merely a gap in strength and speed. The only advantage is skill.

Ever since Chen Yuan transmigrated here, he swung his blade hundreds of times every day, establishing a foundation no less solid than any ordinary swordsmanship. His steps were steady, and his blade strikes were powerful.

With each swing, he could block Wu Yushan's attacks.

Moreover, the Qi force gained from cultivating the Vajra Glazed Body caused Wu Yushan to find it difficult to withstand, and he hadn't even unleashed his full strength!

Having completed Blood Refining twice, Chen Yuan's strength was not inferior to any yamen runner in the county office who cultivated ordinary body-refining techniques. This was the power of a top-tier foundation-building divine skill.

And this was just the beginning. Once he completed Blood Refining nine times, Chen Yuan's strength would undoubtedly rival most Bone Refining experts.

"Impossible, how could he be so strong!"

Wu Yushan was knocked back by Chen Yuan's blade, his face filled with disbelief. He was quite familiar with Chen Yuan. In his impression, Chen Yuan's strength was passable among the young yamen runners, but nothing special when compared to Blood Refining martial artists.

Although Chen Yuan had shown a little skill in front of the Huang family's gate, causing him to pay some attention, he had never considered him his opponent.

But the current scene was that he was at a slight disadvantage!

Throwing his long blade aside, Wu Yushan's expression turned cold. He reached out and twisted his wrist slightly, like a mechanism, producing a 'kacha kacha' sound. A layer of black iron skin quickly climbed onto his right fist.

"Kill!"

Wu Yushan, who had mingled in the military for several years, roared, his feet quickly covering several meters, and punched towards Chen Yuan's face. Chen Yuan tilted his head slightly to dodge, the punch brought a gust of cold wind that brushed his cheek.

A blade struck Wu Yushan's iron fist.

But shockingly, sparks flew from his right fist, and the iron skin remained unharmed. Wu Yushan had never exposed such methods in the county office!

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Wu Yushan's mouth. This half iron skin gauntlet was mixed with some obsidian, making it extremely difficult for ordinary swords and sabers in the county office to destroy.

Wu Yushan swung his arm. Chen Yuan used the back of his blade to block, but it actually bent slightly under Wu Yushan's punch. He immediately retreated several steps to regain his footing.

Wu Yushan didn't give Chen Yuan a chance to react. Almost at the instant of his retreat, he immediately lunged forward, mobilizing all his strength and adding it to his right arm, causing the veins to bulge as he bombarded Chen Yuan's chest.

Chen Yuan's gaze turned cold, throwing his long blade aside. He stepped out and leaped forward, Vajra Glazed Body, erupting!

Under the reflection of the sunlight, Chen Yuan looked like a golden man, and beneath his clothes, streaks of gold paint covered his entire body. Chen Yuan also raised his right fist, the gold paint covering his entire fist, but no one noticed this, mistaking it for a reflection of the sunlight.

"Boom!!!"

The two fists collided solidly, even emitting a slight muffled groan. The immense force passed through the fists and acted on Wu Yushan's body.

"Crack!"

The force that was transferred directly fractured Wu Yushan's arm bone.

"Ah!"

Wu Yushan's face turned panicked as he tried to retract his right fist, but Chen Yuan didn't give him the chance. He closed in with a step, directly twisting his arm into an irregular shape, then turning his fist into a palm and slamming it into his chest!