God of Pets

"Do you need time to recover your Primordial Energy?" Chen Guan stood three meters across from Jiang Qiemo, looking at him as he asked.

"No need, it's better without Primordial Energy." Jiang Qiemo replied.

"Is that so? Then here I come." Chen Guan wasted no words, dismounted, threw away the gun in his hand, grasped the Sword Scabbard with his left hand, and the sword hilt with his right, proceeding towards Jiang Qiemo.

"Are you going to use the Netherworld Emperor Sword Technique? Although it's powerful, against someone like Jiang Qiemo, he has ten thousand ways to break the Netherworld Emperor Sword Technique."

"In this battle, Chen Guan is likely to struggle. He relies on Secret Skills, but even without Primordial Energy, Jiang Qiemo is just as strong, and might even use your Primordial Energy against you, they're not in the same dimension."

"No matter how strong the Secret Skill, it ultimately requires someone to wield it."

Having watched the previous battle, the Reserve Team members had a newfound recognition of Jiang Qiemo's might, feeling as if he were a god, unbeatable.

No one believed Chen Guan could win. It's not that they thought Chen Guan was weak, but mainly because Chen Guan looked mediocre without using Secret Skills, always coasting in the battle array.

It wasn't Chen Guan's fault; his teammates were so strong that he didn't need to exert effort to win. What else could he do but coast?

"That newcomer facing Jiang Qiemo doesn't seem phased at all. No matter his abilities, his mindset is quite good." One commander smiled as he spoke to another commander.

"Perhaps it's because he's overestimating himself." Another commander replied coldly.

From their tones, it was clear that these two commanders supported different factions.

The commander who said Chen Guan was overestimating himself likely belonged to the Xiu Family faction.

Li Jinting remained silent. He knew Chen Guan, and from a mindset perspective, he was indeed commendable, making no mistakes even when dealing with him, and was quite thoughtful and strategic.

However, Li Jinting wanted to observe more to truly assess Chen Guan's abilities; relying on just two Secret Skills was insufficient to gauge someone's true talent.

Xiu Haofeng, with a neck wrap, sat in the spectator area, coldly staring at Chen Guan, squeezing out a few words through clenched teeth, "Doesn't know his limits."

The team leader and An Yiqi were both sweating, more nervous than Chen Guan.

Yun Bihua looked blissful, glancing between Jiang Qiemo and Chen Guan, seemingly struggling to decide who to choose as consort.

"Chen Guan is quite good, but Jiang Qiemo's physique is even better and more handsome!"

Everyone had different thoughts, awaiting the commencement of an intense battle.

Chen Guan approached Jiang Qiemo, directly drawing his sword to stab forward. The sword was as fast as lightning, yet made no sound—a characteristic move of the Netherworld Emperor's Sword.

In the moment the sword aimed at Jiang Qiemo, he extended his left hand, with his index and middle fingers pinching Chen Guan's wooden sword.

For Jiang Qiemo, with his vision, reflexes, strength, and speed, such a feat posed no difficulty.

Indeed, he managed to pinch the sword blade with his fingers.

But in the next second, Jiang Qiemo's pupils contracted. His forceful grip failed to secure the sword blade, and the sword tip pushed through between his fingers, piercing into his chest.

Witnessing the wooden sword embedded in Jiang Qiemo's chest, no one yet sensed anything amiss.

Even Wing Zhilan's fierce punch had been neutralized by Jiang Qiemo, not even harming him in the slightest.

The Netherworld Emperor's Sword, although powerful, presumably couldn't surpass the destructive force of Wing Zhilan's punch, making it impossible to harm Jiang Qiemo.

Splurt!

The wooden sword tip embedded itself deeply in Jiang Qiemo's chest. Chen Guan executed his sword strike, retrieved, and returned it to its scabbard all in one fluid motion.

With his sword sheathed, Chen Guan was already behind Jiang Qiemo.

Jiang Qiemo glanced at the bloody hole in his chest, blood gushing out, then turned to look at Chen Guan, opening his mouth to speak, but as he did, blood spurted out.

Stumbling, Jiang Qiemo retreated several steps, directly falling backward.

Everyone was stunned, the entire drill ground was as silent as the grave, with everyone quietly watching Jiang Qiemo lying on the ground.

They were waiting, waiting for Jiang Qiemo to stand up again, unable to believe that someone like Jiang Qiemo would be felled so easily. They believed Jiang Qiemo would rise once more, in a stronger stance, to defeat Chen Guan.

But Jiang Qiemo lay on the ground, showing no sign of standing, only his body twitching, while blood constantly flowed from his mouth and chest.

"Youth is wonderful, falling asleep upon hitting the ground." Chen Yan murmured, then shouted at the stunned medical team by the field, "Do you want him or not?"

Only when yelled at did the medical team react, with high-level practitioners of Second Awakening and Third Awakening rushing into the field to stop Jiang Qiemo's bleeding and administer healing using Primordial Energy and Secret Skills.

Only then did everyone come to their senses, each wearing a peculiar expression as they looked at Chen Guan.

Even the team leader, An Zhiqi, and Bu Changning, upon seeing Chen Guan returning, watched him with strange eyes.

Ding Shuangshuang and Wing Zhilan were even more astonished, still struggling to accept the fact that Chen Guan had downed Jiang Qiemo with just one sword strike.

"What happened? How did Chen Guan strike with a sword, and Jiang Qiemo just went down?"

"Is it fake? Is Jiang Qiemo acting openly?"

"Is the Netherworld Emperor Sword Technique this powerful?"

"Jiang Qiemo was too arrogant. His Primordial Energy was already exhausted; he should've recovered before fighting again."

"The Netherworld Emperor Sword Technique is still too strong. Jiang Qiemo's method to counter the Yin Yang Unity Extreme Explosion Fist doesn't work against the Netherworld Emperor Sword."

"Jiang Qiemo is strong, but not too bright. The Netherworld Emperor Sword is a Secret Skill that breaks through with a concentrated point; it's not so easily diffused and neutralized."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their gazes at Chen Guan growing more complex.

Yet some people showed excitement in their eyes, having discovered a way to restrain Jiang Qiemo: the Netherworld Emperor Sword.

Little did they know, Chen Guan's seemingly simple sword strike wasn't simple at all.

Firstly, obtaining the Netherworld Emperor Sword is challenging. Even if one could attain its Secret Skill, without the Secret Technique of One, it couldn't achieve the power-doubling effect Chen Guan displayed.

Even with a power-doubling effect alone, it wouldn't bypass Jiang Qiemo's Humble and Open-minded technique and Energy Condensing and Channeling method.

Chen Guan had activated his Absolute Self state, where in that ultimately genuine, purely self-centered, solitary state, Jiang Qiemo couldn't borrow his force, allowing a single sword to penetrate.

For anyone else, no matter how well-trained in the Netherworld Emperor Sword, they couldn't prevent Jiang Qiemo from borrowing their strength.

Moreover, this was when Jiang Qiemo's Primordial Energy was exhausted and not yet fully recovered, allowing Chen Guan to strike at his internal weak point, cutting off his breath.

It can only be said Jiang Qiemo was too obsessed and underestimated Chen Guan, intending to use him to practice his Energy Condensing and Channeling technique.

According to Jiang Qiemo's plan, he would twist the wooden sword with his fingers, using the power of the Netherworld Emperor Sword to embed the wooden sword into Chen Guan's chest.

Of course, Jiang Qiemo wasn't a bad person; he might not have pierced his body, merely pointing the sword tip at his chest, condensing power without releasing it.

Chen Guan was not so kind; he knew if he couldn't put Jiang Qiemo down, Jiang Qiemo would certainly fight him with full strength next, which would be too troublesome.

So, he simply laid Jiang Qiemo down.