Bang!
The old man on the sickbed suddenly kicked Zhang Cheng in the chest.
With a bang.
Zhang Cheng's body flew backward, hitting the wall before falling to the ground.
"Brother!" Zhang Xinyan cried out in alarm, rushing over.
"What's going on? Why is the old man going crazy?" Liu Feilong and Liu Mei were also greatly shocked.
"Old man, what's wrong with you! We saved you!"
The two of them lunged towards the old man, but the old man's eyes sharpened: "Trash, do you think you can touch my body? Kneel!"
Bang bang...
He stood up directly and punched both of them.
The two of them also flew up.
"Why is the old man so strong?" everyone exclaimed.
In the memories of Zhang Xinyan and Zhang Cheng, their grandfather was just an ordinary old man, not a powerful martial artist at all?
"This isn't Grandpa, Grandpa isn't this powerful!" Zhang Cheng shouted.
Zhang Xinyan's body trembled slightly, and she finally understood that she had misunderstood Chen Jie.
It turned out Chen Jie was right.
The person who was saved was not her grandfather at all!
"You group of little trash, how dare you offend me, I'll kill you now!" The old man stood up, his movements swift as lightning, and approached them, about to strike.
"Master, save us quickly!"
Liu Feilong roared.
"Hmph, what kind of trash dares to talk big in front of me, Bu Yi Tian Shi? I can save you, and I can kill you. Kneel!"
Hai Chunsheng shouted.
"Seeking death!"
The old man turned and rapidly approached Hai Chunsheng.
Before they even made contact, Hai Chunsheng felt an extremely powerful aura rushing towards him.
"So strong!"
Hai Chunsheng was shocked.
Then, he bit his fingertip, drew a rune in the air, and pressed it towards the old man: "Retreat!"
A black energy surged into the old man's body.
However, the old man was not only unharmed, but his eyes shone even brighter.
"What?"
Hai Chunsheng's face changed drastically. He had used his strongest attack just to show off.
Yet, not only did his strongest attack have no effect on the old man, but it also made him stronger, as if he had taken a tonic.
"You think you're worthy of disrespecting me? Die!" the old man roared.
"Ah! Spare me!" Hai Chunsheng fell to his knees with a thud and said, "Big shot, I was blind and didn't know your power. Please spare my life!"
Hearing this, the old man stopped.
"Very good, your weakness saved your life!" the old man said indifferently.
Then, he turned to look at Liu Mei and the others.
"Feilong, kneel quickly!"
With a thud, Liu Mei knelt on the ground and said to Liu Feilong.
"Spare me! Grandpa, I'm kneeling to you..."
Seeing the situation was bad, Liu Feilong also knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.
Zhang Xinyan and Zhang Cheng, the brother and sister, were dumbfounded.
Zhang Cheng called out blankly, "You, you're not my grandfather, who are you!"
At this moment, he couldn't help but regret it.
It turned out everything Chen Jie said was right.
The person Hai Chunsheng saved was not his grandfather at all.
If he had listened to his sister's advice, perhaps their grandfather wouldn't have ended up like this.
"Who I am is not for you to know. Kneel, or die!"
The old man shouted.
"Grandpa!" Tears streamed down Zhang Xinyan's eyes as she said heartbrokenly.
"Still not kneeling? You're seeking death!"
The old man's expression turned cold. He approached Zhang Xinyan and grabbed her by the neck.
"Old fellow, you possess someone else's body and still dare to be so arrogant?" Suddenly, Chen Jie said with a half-smile.
"Who are you?" the old man turned to Chen Jie, frowning.
"Never mind who you are! You dare to speak to me in this tone. Even if you knelt to me, you wouldn't be worthy of living! You should just die." The old man slowly walked towards Chen Jie.
"No!"
Zhang Xinyan quickly stepped in front of Chen Jie.
"Please, please spare his life..." Zhang Xinyan said.
She couldn't involve Chen Jie in today's events, nor did she want anything to happen to him.
Chen Jie placed his hand on her shoulder and pushed her aside.
"Xinyan, don't worry. I said, nothing will happen. I'll send him back where he came from."
Saying this, Chen Jie pointed a finger at the old man's forehead.
If it were before, Chen Jie might not have had a good solution for this situation.
But now, Chen Jie had learned how to use spiritual power to attack, which was specifically designed to target consciousness that possessed other bodies.
Otherwise, he could only control the old man's body and would have no other effective means.
"Kid, you think you can make me go back where I came from? I'll kill you like swatting a fly!" the old man roared, his killing intent surging.
He suddenly attacked, slapping his palm towards Chen Jie.
"Chen Jie!" Zhang Xinyan screamed.
Not far away, Hai Chunsheng, who was kneeling, couldn't help but sneer.
The entity possessing the old man was terrifyingly powerful.
Even he was helpless before it.
Let alone this kid Chen Jie.
It was simply courting death.
Although it was surprising that Chen Jie also seemed to be a master of techniques, he had no intention of teaming up with Chen Jie.
Firstly, he wanted Chen Jie to be killed directly.
Secondly, he felt that even if they teamed up, they would be no match for the opponent.
Young people, so arrogant, thinking they could be lawless after learning a little skill.
Ridiculous.
It just so happened that he wouldn't have to lift a finger to teach Chen Jie a lesson.
Chen Jie pointed one finger at the center of the old man's palm as he struck.
Instantly, a barely perceptible beam of light flowed along the palm and entered the old man's body.
"What is this..." The old man's face changed drastically.
He looked at Chen Jie in shock: "You, you are a cultivator..."
Ah!
Before the old man could finish his sentence, he let out a scream as if he had suffered a powerful blow, clutching his head.
Chen Jie couldn't help but frown.
This being knew he was a cultivator?
As Chen Jie pondered, the others in the room were stunned.
What!
Zhang Cheng, Liu Mei, Liu Feilong, and Zhang Xinyan, all had their mouths wide open.
With just one finger touching his palm, he was screaming with his head in his hands.
What kind of ability was this?
Even Hai Chunsheng was deeply shocked.
He clearly felt that the old man's strength was terrifying, and even the president of their Association of Arts and Techniques might not be his match.
Yet, before Chen Jie, without even a proper fight, he was clutching his head and crying out in pain!
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
How could Chen Jie be more powerful than his president?
"Stop! Stop!" At this moment, the old man could no longer speak, but the consciousness in his mind was roaring madly.
Chen Jie sneered, "This person is my fiancée's grandfather. You are possessing his body, and there is only a dead end for you! Do you think I would stop?"
Everyone looked at Chen Jie in confusion.
Was he talking to the old man?