The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 343 I, Qiu Qianzhang, will use you to make a name for myself today.
Xu Xingchen sat by the window of the restaurant, facing the large water vat flying towards him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Is this Qiu Qianren, real or fake, provoking me from the start? Has he recognized me? Or has he unintentionally chosen me, the easy target?

The large water vat flew into the air, and a figure suddenly leaped up from behind, landing on the edge of the vat.

As he approached the second-floor window, he performed a front flip, intending to squeeze through.

The series of movements, both fast and agile, demonstrated unfathomable lightness skills.

Xu Xingchen raised her hand and gently pushed the edge of the wooden table in front of her.

Tsk~~!

With a soft scraping sound, the wooden table slid forward three feet.

Not a drop of food or tea was spilled on the table.

The stool he was sitting on also slid backward three feet, carrying him away from the window.

Whoosh!
A short, stocky figure walked in through the window.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he stretched his arms back and caught the large water tank that had also entered through the window behind him.

The enormous water vat, its width just slightly narrower than an open window, flew in by a hair's breadth, only to be caught by the short, stocky figure, preventing any water from spilling.
It is evident that the person's arm strength and control over power surpass those of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

"it is good!"

The group of martial arts practitioners in the restaurant cheered loudly.

"As expected of Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Gang, who is known for his Iron Palm Water-skimming skills, his Iron Sand Palm and lightness skills are unparalleled in the world."

"We have come to greet Chief Qiu!"

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, Xu Xingchen looked closely and saw that the Qiu Qianren in front of her, whether real or fake, was short and stout, wearing a wide black robe, with a bald head except for a few stubborn strands of hair remaining at the temples and back.

This man had thick eyebrows and large eyes with a piercing gaze. His arms were strong and muscular, and his hands, which held up the large water vat, were broad and powerful. The forearm that was exposed from his sleeve was bulging with muscles as hard as iron, showing how astonishing the strength contained in that hand was.

"Qiu Qianren" glanced back at Xu Xingchen, grinned at the young man who had managed to dodge in time, then turned to the other martial arts figures who were bowing to him, and laughed loudly, "You've all mistaken me for someone else. Qiu Qianren is my younger brother, and I am Qiu Qianren's older brother, Qiu Qianzhang!"

Upon hearing this, the people around were taken aback and exchanged bewildered glances.

People behind them started whispering among themselves.

"What's going on? He's not Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Clan?"

"Chief Qiu has an older brother? Qiu Qianzhang, why have I never heard of this name before?"

"Strange! Strange! I see that his martial arts skills and agility far surpass ours; he shouldn't be deceiving us about this."

"So, he really is Qiu Qianren's brother?"

In fact.
Inside the restaurant, not only were the people there completely bewildered, but even Xu Xingchen, who was well-versed in the world of the book, looked at the short, bald man in front of him with a puzzled expression, muttering to himself, "Is this really Qiu Qianzhang? He didn't even impersonate his younger brother to swindle people in the martial arts world?!"

"Moreover, I noticed that this person exudes a calm and collected aura, and his breathing is deep and continuous, indicating that his martial arts skills are extremely formidable."

"If he really is Qiu Qianzhang, and not Qiu Qianren, then this world has corrected Qiu Qianzhang's identity."

While Xu Xingchen was deep in thought, Qiu Qianzhang had already placed the large water vat he was holding on the floor.

Boom!
The entire second-floor slab shook, but the reason it wasn't smashed open was entirely due to Qiu Qianzhang's exquisite control of force.

"Hey buddy, where are you? Come and entertain this honored guest!"

A loud shout echoed throughout the building.

The waiter who had led Xu Xingchen up the stairs rushed up to Qiu Qianzhang, bowing and scraping, and said, "Sir, what would you like to eat? Please let me know!"

Qiu Qianzhang turned his head and glanced at the wooden table that Xu Xingchen had been pushing aside, then said loudly, "Give me a table with the same food as his, but I don't want tea, I want wine!"

Xu Xingchen, who was pulling the wooden table and bench back to the window and sitting down again to prepare for her meal, raised her eyebrows slightly.

The waiter responded and left.

Qiu Qianzhang grabbed the edge of the large water vat with one hand and lifted it off the ground with a forceful lift. He then strode over and placed it back on the floor next to Xu Xingchen's table with a thud.

Qiu Qianzhang sat down on the bench opposite him, his thick, dark eyebrows framed by a pair of large, bell-like eyes staring at Xu Xingchen: "Boy, your dodging movements just now were very swift; where are you from? Who is your master? What kind of martial arts do you practice?"

"What is he planning to do?" Xu Xingchen wondered, but said calmly, "You're very rude. Where I'm from, who my master is, and what martial arts I practice are none of your business!"

A glint flashed in Qiu Qianzhang's eyes, and he sneered, "You're indeed a tough nut to crack! Do you think you can look down on me just because I'm not as famous as my brother Qiu Qianren?"

Xu Xingchen, intending to probe this person's background, nodded seriously and replied, "You're right. I've only ever heard of Chief Qiu Qianren, and never your name, Qiu Qianzhang. Who knows if you're real or fake? Or are you just using Chief Qiu's fame to create a false identity for yourself?"

"There are many self-righteous fools in this world, and you are one of them!" Qiu Qianzhang grinned, revealing a ferocious smile. "Have you ever thought that it's not that I, Qiu Qianzhang, am riding on my brother Qiu Qianren's fame, but that we have always belonged to the same person!"

Xu Xingchen sensed something amiss and asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Qiu Qianzhang glanced at the group of martial arts practitioners who were listening intently, and finally his gaze fell on Xu Xingchen opposite him. He then sneered and told a secret of the martial arts world.

"Back then, my younger brother Qiu Qianren and I both became disciples of the Iron Palm Clan leader."

"Once my brother and I had mastered our skills, my master made my younger brother the leader of the Iron Palm Clan for the sake of convenience; while I, as the older brother, could only hide in the shadows for the rest of my life, serving as my younger brother's shadow and a substitute."

"Hmph! The Iron Palm Clan's current strength owes half its credit to me, Qiu Qianzhang."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding martial arts figures all wore expressions of delighted surprise, as if they had stumbled upon a major juicy story.

So, they perked up their ears even more and glanced sideways even more intently, waiting for Qiu Qianzhang to continue, hoping to uncover even more juicy gossip!

Xu Xingchen was also somewhat surprised, feeling that the story of the two brothers, Qiu Qianzhang and Qiu Qianren, had suddenly become interesting.

Qiu Qianzhang felt all eyes on him and a smug look appeared on his face. He continued, "Some time ago, news spread that the Four Great Martial Arts Masters wanted to have another showdown at the top of the Song Dynasty Imperial Palace to see who was truly the best in the world."

"My younger brother, Qiu Qianren, also wanted to go to the war, so he wanted to leave me in the gang as usual, temporarily making me a shadow gang leader."

"Damn it, all these years, he's been the gang leader, enjoyed all the benefits, and built up a reputation."

"And what about me? I, his brother, can only remain hidden in the shadows, unable to show my face in the martial world, unable to become famous. I've always felt incredibly resentful."

"As the older brother, my martial arts skills are no less than my younger brother's; why should I be his substitute? His shadow?"

"I, too, want to enjoy life, to become famous throughout the world, and to let everyone know how powerful I, Qiu Qianzhang, am."

After hearing these words, the surrounding martial arts figures exclaimed in amazement, feeling quite satisfied with the gossip they had just heard!
Xu Xingchen clapped his hands, gave the other a thumbs up, and praised, "Good, you really are a hero! A real man works hard to cultivate a world-shaking skill, but if he can't show it to all the martial arts practitioners in the world, wouldn't all his training have been in vain?!"

"I support you in breaking ties with your brother; I support you in making a name for yourself in the martial arts world, so that the whole world will know the fame of Qiu Qianzhang!"

Only Xu Xingchen's voice echoed in the air throughout the entire restaurant.

The surrounding martial arts figures all looked at Xu Xingchen with the same eyes they had for a dead man, thinking to themselves, "Even if what this person said is true, Chief Qiu Qianren wouldn't tolerate anyone talking about him like this behind his back. You're really asking for death!"

Qiu Qianzhang laughed loudly, "What you said is exactly what I like, and it makes me happy. Here's what we'll do: if you're willing to kneel on the ground, obediently kowtow to me three times, and crawl between my legs, I'll spare your life today!"

Xu Xingchen asked in surprise, "Why is that?"

"Why?" Qiu Qianzhang's face revealed a sinister smile, like a cat toying with a mouse: "What you said is very true, and it makes me very happy; however, Qiu Qianren is, after all, my younger brother, my own brother from the same mother. How can I allow outsiders to speak ill of him?!"

"Moreover, my brother is the leader of the Iron Palm Clan, commanding heroes from all over the land, none of whom dare disobey him. How could you, an unknown nobody, dare to slander him behind his back?"

Xu Xingchen raised an eyebrow: "Well, you've said both the good and the bad! In the end, I'm the only one who's caught in the middle?!"

Qiu Qianzhang said indifferently, "If you want to blame someone for this, blame your own bad luck! If I, Qiu Qianzhang, want to make a name for myself in the martial arts world, I can't just talk the talk; I have to kill a few people to make an example of me."

"Among all the people in this restaurant, you have the most stable breathing, so your martial arts skills must be the highest. You're the perfect target for my attack!"

"I'm really just sitting in a restaurant when trouble comes knocking from the sky." Xu Xingchen looked at the other person with a speechless expression, shook his head and sighed, "There are so many people in the restaurant, yet you chose me to make a name for yourself; have you ever thought about what would happen if you tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead?"

As she spoke the last few words, Xu Xingchen's expression gradually turned cold.

"What you said makes some sense." Qiu Qianzhang stared intently at the young man opposite him, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Whether you can make me lose money or not depends on how much skill you're hiding!"

"Now, tell me your name in the martial world, and I, Qiu Qianzhang, will not kill nameless nobodies!"

(End of this chapter)