Chapter 1548: Is There a Birthmark on Your Butt?

"Pfft!"

The Dream Sword Saint in the air, upon hearing Zhang Xuan's words, could no longer hold back, shaking with laughter, nearly laughing herself to death.

As expected of her son, Wang Mengya, wanting to teach the old man swordsmanship—truly bold!

"Well said!"

She couldn't help shouting out.

This guy had long been arrogant, and now being put down by his 'son'—how satisfying it was to watch!

"This..."

Hearing her shout, the many Nine-Star Master Teachers and the experts of the Zhang family looked at each other in bewilderment.

Which side was this matriarch of the Zhang family on?

Wei Ruyan, Wang Ying, and the others were also baffled... Her husband was being beaten and lectured, yet she was so happy...

The Zhang family people really all had screws loose!

"..."

Seeing his wife laughing so hard she might fall from the sky, and the young man before him looking utterly serious, Xing Sword Saint almost vomited blood, his expression as ugly as could be.

If not for his high self-restraint, he would have exploded on the spot.

"One can learn the truth regardless of seniority. I merely have a slightly better understanding of swordsmanship than you. Let's discuss it together; don't be nervous," Zhang Xuan said.

"No need!"

Flicking his sleeve, Xing Sword Saint snorted, "Let's discuss after the match. I still have one move. If you can block it, then you can truly claim victory over me!"

Whoosh!

Having said that, without waiting for a reply, he gave a cold snort, raised his longsword, and thrust again.

Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan remained motionless, gently twirled his finger, and pointed again.

It was still a reciprocal exchange, but this time the sword move was sharper, tearing through space as it appeared, leaving black cracks wherever the sword aura passed.

"This is... sword aura breaking through emptiness?"

"Just by sword aura, being able to pierce the void and tear space—this is power beyond the Saint Domain Ninth Layer!"

"Isn't he only at the Void Transcendence realm? How can he be so strong?"

Everyone in the air changed color.

Especially Zhang Wuhen, You Ruoxin, and the others, their faces pale with disbelief.

This Zhang Xuan had only made them miserable by relying on lightning; his own strength was truly nothing to speak of. When had he become so powerful?

If he had been like this before, he could come and go as he pleased, and they would have been unable to stop him!

"This, this..."

Ren Qingyuan's eyes widened as well.

If he had known that this Zhang Xuan was a Master Teacher with such strength, he would never have issued the arrest warrant even if it killed him!

Such strength was already comparable to the Supreme Elders; even he had no right to deal with him.

"No wonder he can teach so many outstanding students..."

Swallowing his saliva, he turned to look at Zheng Yang and the others, only to see his students looking over with expressions of utter certainty, as if they had long known that their teacher could easily handle such a situation.

In their minds, it seemed perfectly normal for this Zhang Xuan to possess such immense power.

"Freaks, a bunch of freaks..."

Clenching his fists, Ren Qingyuan's body trembled.

Whoosh!

Amid the shocked gazes of the crowd, Zhang Xuan's sword aura reached Xing Sword Saint, who, not to be outdone, shook his longsword repeatedly, turning it into a beam of sword light aimed at Zhang Xuan's throat.

"Three Lethal Swords!"

Seeing this move, Dream Sword Saint was startled.

Three Lethal Swords was a life-saving ultimate technique she and Xing Sword Saint had cultivated for years. They had planned to use it only in times of danger, but never expected that its first appearance would be used against their own son.

With a flick of her wrist, a long sword appeared in her palm. Just as she was about to rush over to save him, she saw Zhang Xuan, sitting on the ground, smile slightly and suddenly speak.

"Stop!"

Whoosh!

The space around them seemed frozen by his word. Xing Sword Saint's sharp, unmatched sword halted instantly, like a fish trapped in ice.

"Go!"

With another soft shout, the sword energy at his fingertip pointed upward, and the Three Lethal Swords technique immediately collapsed. Xing Sword Saint, as if struck heavily, turned pale and staggered backward.

"You, you... Is this Word-Sealed Space?"

Eyes wide, Xing Sword Saint trembled with fear.

Sealing space with a single word was something only achievable by mastering Demon Sound to the ancient sage level. No one in the current Demon Sound Masters Guild could do it, yet he had accomplished it. How was that possible?

"It's not quite Word-Sealed Space. It's just that your mental state is weak, and my words influenced you, causing you to stop circulating your true energy."

Zhang Xuan said.

Having refined the Hall Master Token, his strength was now nearly invincible below the ancient sage level, but he still couldn't perform Word-Sealed Space, a technique exclusive to Demon Sound Masters.

The reason he had managed to stop the opponent, as he said, was by using a mental state comparable to Yang Shi's, combined with the Teacher's Word of Heaven and the Teacher's Heart, making his words carry the force of law... This had achieved a miraculous effect!

In fact, even without this move, with his current power, defeating him would have been easy, but it wouldn't have been as shocking as this.

"Impressive, impressive..."

After a moment of thought, Xing Sword Saint understood. His eyes lit up as he looked at the young man before him. All anger was gone, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Back when his son was born, he had caused a great commotion, and they knew he was extraordinary. Later, a变故 occurred, and they thought his talent would be buried, never to reach its former glory.

Never in his dreams had he imagined that upon meeting again... he would be even stronger and more talented than expected!

"No need to ask, this must be my son. Only he could have such ability and means..."

The more he thought, the happier he became. He laughed heartily and looked over: "Since you can even break my strongest Three Lethal Swords, I admit defeat!"

"You admit defeat just like that?"

Zhang Xuan was startled.

He had expected the other party to keep纠缠 until he was injured, but he hadn't expected him to concede so easily.

Given that this involved the Zhang family, yet he could still let it go so lightly, Zhang Xuan's impression of him immediately improved considerably.

"Indeed. Rather than continue fighting and lose more face, it's better to admit it frankly!"

Xing Sword Saint laughed heartily.

Losing to someone else would be hard to swallow, but losing to his son actually filled him with joy.

"Patriarch..."

Zhang Wuhun, standing aside, hadn't expected that even the patriarch's personal intervention would end in defeat. He looked anxious.

Admitting defeat meant the Zhang family not only wouldn't pursue the matter but also had to apologize to this person. When had the first family, with tens of thousands of years of heritage, ever suffered such humiliation?

"I know what you want to say, but my decision is the family's decision. It will not change!"

Waving his hand, Xing Sword Saint didn't bother with further words. He looked again at the young man, paused for a moment, then switched to a voice transmission: "Teacher Zhang, I wish to ask you something, and I hope you can answer!"

"Patriarch Zhang, please speak. If it is something I can say, I will certainly tell you everything without reservation."

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Being able to admit defeat willingly and reject Zhang Wuhun's words showed that the man before him had some grace.

"It's like this..."

With a somewhat embarrassed expression, Xing Sword Saint looked at him nervously: "Do you... have a vermilion birthmark on your buttock?"