285: A hundred years of practice is not as good as a hundred levels in the game.

The airwaves generated by the impact stirred the clothes of both parties, and dust rose from the ground beneath their feet!

Cold Peak and the other two watching had a noticeable tremor under their feet, and their internal organs trembled along with it.

Their gazes converged on the center of the battle.

Liu's elbow struck Chen Beixuan's chest; the latter, due to the powerful impact, hunched slightly but did not fly backward.

"Hiss... that actually hurt a little..." Chen Beixuan grimaced and sucked in a breath.

"Blocked... blocked it?"

Elder Xu was shocked. He wouldn't dare to take Liu's elbow strike head-on.

His speed was one thing, but how could his resistance to blows be so incredibly strong!

Liu, the one involved, was also dumbfounded.

Did he just hit with a fake elbow?

No, it was clearly a strike imbued with internal energy, yet the other party actually said... it hurt a little?

Spitting blood and broken bones would be normal!

What did 'it hurt a little' even mean!?

At this moment, the two elders finally realized Chen Beixuan's formidable strength and confirmed that the fleeting chill they felt earlier was not an illusion.

"Oh my, watching this makes my hands itch, Mr. Chen, how about my brother and I spar with you together?"

Seeing that Liu was not his opponent, Elder Xu decisively spoke up, preparing for a two-on-one attempt.

Having cultivated for many years, face was no longer a concern for them; losing would not be embarrassing, only an acknowledgment of being outmatched.

The current problem was that Chen Beixuan's strength was too great. If even their combined efforts couldn't contend with him, then perhaps the entire Dragon Kingdom would be helpless against Chen Beixuan.

What began as an inquiry into his physique had now evolved into a question of whether they could be the last line of defense.

If the two of them failed, perhaps the Dragon Kingdom's attitude towards this person would change significantly...

"No problem, I'd be delighted."

Chen Beixuan, who wanted to test his own strength, immediately agreed.

Both parties repositioned themselves.

The moment their gazes met, they tacitly moved at the same time, engaging in battle!

This time, Chen Beixuan restrained his power and speed, solely to hone his combat experience and prolong the fight as much as possible.

It must be said that when their basic physical attributes were similar, the two elders, proficient in ancient martial arts, completely suppressed him.

An endless stream of moves rained down on him like a storm, erupting in sharp shrieks.

But as time went on, the situation slowly began to change.

The two elders grew more and more alarmed as they fought.

No matter what kind of attack they unleashed, they couldn't budge him an inch, like waves crashing against a reef—grand in scale but with little effect.

Noticing this, after one attack, the two elders spontaneously stopped and withdrew their hands.

"No more, no more, we are not your opponents."

"There's no point in fighting further; you're clearly holding back and going easy on us two old guys. We surrender, we surrender..."

The two rubbed their arms, looking dejected, and waved their hands as they spoke.

Seeing this scene,

Chen Beixuan laughed wryly but couldn't force anything.

However, it wasn't without gains; at least he had a clear understanding of his own strength.

Simply put, he was very strong!

At least stronger than SSS grade. How much stronger, and what his upper limit was, remained to be verified.

After all, there was no target to compare him to, so he couldn't know.

"Alas, we are outmatched..."

The two elders sighed deeply, lamenting the formidable younger generation.

But in terms of age, Chen Beixuan was like a child, a junior, in their eyes. Being defeated by a junior inevitably brought many emotions.

Elder Xu's peripheral vision caught Cheng Qingfeng nearby, and he immediately flared up, giving him a big slap.

"Look at him! Then look at yourself!"

"I..."

Cheng Qingfeng looked wronged. Who did he offend...

With the resentment in his heart subsiding, Elder Xu reconsidered.

Losing wasn't important.

What was important was that they had to inform the high-ranking officials of the Dragon Kingdom about today's events.

This person must only be treated kindly, never as an enemy!

So, the question arose.

How did he become so strong?

Even SSS grade ability users needed time to refine their mental power and develop their ability strength.

But according to the intelligence, he seemed to have awakened recently.

Thinking of this, Elder Xu and Liu exchanged a quiet glance, then Elder Xu walked over to Chen Beixuan and asked in a low voice, testing him.

"...Mr. Chen, we saw from the information you submitted that you seem to have recently awakened as an ability user. Do you happen to know if there's a method for your strength to improve so quickly?"

As he spoke, he watched Chen Beixuan's expression.

Seeing no change, he continued to add,

"Of course, if you don't wish to speak, you don't have to, but this matter is very important to the Zero Bureau, and to the Dragon Kingdom. If you could generously inform us, my brother and I would be extremely grateful."

"This... actually, it's nothing special."

Chen Beixuan pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "I just reached level 100 in the Ten Thousand Realms Game, and it gave me attribute feedback. My body naturally became stronger. I was quite surprised myself."

"What? Playing a game?"

The two elders were stunned upon hearing this.

They searched their minds for the words 'Ten Thousand Realms' and only after a long while remembered the incident of the divine stone falling from the sky many years ago.

Damn, that game has that function?

Then what was all their cultivation over the years for?

A waste of time?

"Are you... are you telling the truth?" Elder Xu asked, disbelievingly.

"Why would I lie to you? I told your chief the same thing. If you don't believe me, ask Cold Peak."

All three looked towards the idling Cold Peak.

Cold Peak, innocently caught in the crossfire, coughed and said, "Yes, that's what he said."

Upon receiving confirmation, the two elders suddenly felt their Dao hearts on the verge of collapsing, inexplicably breaking down.

Decades of arduous cultivation were not as good as playing a game.

How shameful!

"Cough cough... Thank you for telling us, thank you for telling us..."

"We two are old, perhaps we'll meet again. We'll take our leave first. Farewell."

The two elders forced themselves to cup their hands in thanks, then silently turned and left.

Cheng Qingfeng followed, covering his face, and gave Chen Beixuan a resentful look as he left.

It was all because of this guy that he got a slap.

But since his master and uncle couldn't defeat him, what could he do?

He was like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to express his suffering...

Waaah...

"Let's go, let's go back together." Chen Beixuan grabbed his clothes from the rack and called Cold Peak to leave with him.

...

After returning to the villa.

The first thing Elder Xu and Liu did was to order Cheng Qingfeng.

"Go, get two game helmets. Oh no, get three!"

"Huh?"

Cheng Qingfeng was stunned, scratching his head as he tentatively asked, "Master, why buy helmets? Shouldn't we be focusing on cultivation in such a good blessed land?"

At these words, the two elders became even more annoyed.

"Cultivate my ass! Just go when I tell you to, don't talk so much nonsense!"

"Hey, Liu, move aside! Watch me beat this rebellious disciple to death today for talking back!"

"Hey! Elder Xu, don't be impulsive. Here, use this stick; this one won't hurt your hand!"

"Uncle, you..."

Cheng Qingfeng was shocked.

Before he could even feel wronged, the stick wind arrived!

"Ah!!"

He cried out in pain, enduring two blows, then found an opportunity to make a quick escape, fleeing in a hurry!

"I'm going, I'm going, stop hitting me!"

Waaah...

Who did he offend...