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Chapter 357 - 357:217. The Butcher of Believers and HeroesChapter 357 - 357:217. The Butcher of Believers and Heroes
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“Good! Good! Alright!” The little old man in black from the Wu family slammed the bench. ” I’m here today to demand an explanation from the Su family. I’ve bullied you. Do you dare to kill me? ”
Master Su glanced at Xia Ji.
He naturally knew the true status and weight of this person in the Su family.
Thus, after pondering for a moment, he looked around and said, “”Why don’t we try a dozen? So that the Wu family’s head can teach my Su family’s junior a lesson?”
The Wu family’s black-clothed little old man’s face was filled with question marks.
The others were confused.
What kind of mysterious operation was this?
As the head of the Su family, shouldn’t you be trying to smooth things over?
It’s fine if you don’t smooth things over or say anything, but why are you fanning the flames?
The little old man in black from the Wu family was stunned for a moment. He did not know what to say and had no way to get off the stage.
“Feng Nanbei, a disciple of the Su Family, requests to fight,” Xia Ji raised his head and said.
The little old man in black from the Wu family was speechless.
If he were to personally participate in the battle, it would not matter if he won. If he lost or drew, it would be extremely embarrassing.
At this moment, a figure wrapped in a black robe ‘floated’ out from the side of the hall.
” Wu You, disciple of the Wu family, please fight. ”
The little old man in black glanced at him. The Ghost Emperor was defeated even though he was at the eleventh realm. What else could he do?”Retreat.”
The black-robed figure seemed somewhat unwilling, but in the end, he still slowly retreated.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, falling into a mysterious stalemate.
The Su family was not a mortal family. They were not pushovers that could be easily manipulated.
If the aristocratic family system was shaken, the head of the Su family could go and greet them one by one. However, the head of the Su family was also very reckless and unyielding.
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give him an explanation?
Not a chance.
Do you really think my Su family isn’t an aristocratic family?
A middle-aged man from the Zhou Clan who was sitting by the side of the hall shouted, “”We’re both aristocratic families, so I thought this fight wasn’t good.”
These words broke the deadlock. The people from the other two families also said,” That’s right. In the human world, everyone has their own problems. It’s normal to fight and kill. It’s not good to talk about it specifically. ‘
The black-robed old man naturally knew this, but the one who was injured was the Ghost Emperor, his most useful son, and also the Emperor of the Wu family!
“Feng Nanbei, where did you get your strength from?” he asked suddenly.
Before Xia Ji could reply, Old Ancestor Su retorted, ‘”Old Wu, cant my disciple have a trump card? If you ask me every time you lose, will my family still have any secrets?”
“He can severely injure the Ghost Emperor. This power is not simple,” said the little old man in black.
‘ Don’t investigate, ” Xia Ji said lightly. ” Although I’m in the Ten States, I have all kinds of techniques. ‘
“Where did the Ten Thousand Arts come from?”
I’ve walked for ten years, ” Xia Ji said. ” I’ve read for ten years. I have poems and books in my heart, and I’ve performed all kinds of techniques. ‘
The little old man fell silent, his face full of question marks.
At this moment, a Wu family disciple suddenly sent a voice transmission over. Clearly, he had told the Wu family’s head about the World Force.
The family head glanced at Xia Ji and suddenly said, “”Good! It seemed that the Su family had produced a genius! However, this matter is still a cause and effect. It has to be resolved.”
” Then let’s do it the same way. ” Someone suddenly said. ” We’ll use the forces outside the aristocratic families to fight. The aristocratic families won’t personally participate. ”
“How can I have power?” Xia Ji asked. If I were to seize the power in the open, I would be hindering the Imperial Tutor. If I were to seize the power in the dark, I would be hindering the Hidden Lord, seizing the military power, hindering the Great General, seizing the Confucian minister, and hindering the Head of the Civil Affairs Department.”
Everyone thought about it and agreed. According to the original plan, the emperor’s teacher did not have much power at this time. All he had was reputation. When the new emperor ascended the throne, he would have many mortal nobles as his vassals.
Moreover, such a large-scale confrontation was not good for the establishment of the new dynasty and the joint resistance against the fire tribulation.
The little old man suddenly said, ” Feng Nanbei, since you have a disciple, then you should limit it to mortal disciples to settle this karma. ‘
“Five years later, you will send three disciples, and my Wu family will send three mortal disciples. The three of us will fight, and the best of three will decide victory and defeat, as well as life and death.
If you lose, come to my Wu family and apologize.
If my Wu family loses, the Ghost Emperor will come to your Su family to apologize.
After this matter, no matter what, the grudge will be cleared. No one can pursue it anymore. Otherwise, you will be making enemies of the five great families at the same time. Are you willing?
“But the Ghost Emperor isn’t here.” Xia Ji smiled.
“I’ve decided,” said the little old man.
“How do I know if the person you picked is really a disciple of your Wu family?” Xia Ji asked. What if I go to the deep mountains and find three reclusive experts and call them disciples?”
The little old man’s eves were filled with confidence as he muttered to himself.
‘ This is simple. Half a month later, at the Wangjiang Tower, we’ll decide on the person first. After we see each other clearly, no one will be able to fake it. ‘
Master Su added, ” One more thing. Before the duel, no aristocratic families are allowed to interfere with them. Poisoning, assassination, and other things are not allowed. Whoever does it will be an enemy of the five aristocratic families. ”
“Naturally,” said the little old man.
“Good!”
Mister Feng, you’re really domineering and comforting. ‘
“That’s right. Our Su family needs someone like Mr. Feng to be in charge.” Su Shu and the other youth kept talking.
” When Mr. Feng is done with his mortal affairs and returns to the Su family, I feel that he will definitely become an Emperor! ”
‘ Of course. Mister Feng is only at the tenth realm, but he can already crush the Ghost Emperor of the Wu family. If Mister Feng reaches the eleventh realm, I
wonder how earth-shattering he will be. ”
“I don’t like the peaceful way our family handles things, especially Su Yu. That thief betrayed us and joined the Wu family. Are you kidding me?” “Su Yu is a traitor. She deserves to die!”
The young man and girl from the Su family began to talk again.
Xia Ji didn’t stay for long. Hu Xian ‘er accompanied his mother in the Fourth Heaven every day, and he could provide real-time feedback on her movements.
Accompanied by the two of them, he left the Smiths.
He exited the lake and headed west back to Mirror Lake.
The little girl named Wan Shi from Mirror Lake was very smart this time. She might have already memorized the Immortal’s body shape. When Xia Ji stood in front of the cabin, she recognized the Immortal and hurriedly welcomed him into the cabin.
After making the tea, she stood awkwardly, not even daring to sit down.
Xia Ji didn’t mind. When he reached the center of the lake, he dropped five taels of silver and left. Two taels of silver was for the pot of good tea.
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Late autumn had passed, and early winter had arrived.
The light snow slowly fell on the streets and alleys of Jiangnan.
The River Gazing Tower looked at the river from above. The river stretched for thousands of miles, with countless waves and endless eternity.
Upstairs, there were already four people sitting on the top floor.
One of them was drinking tea while the other two men and one woman were sitting quietly.
The man who was drinking tea had a carefree posture. His black hair was casually tied behind his back, and his expression was naturally like a leisurely man. Even if he tried his best to restrain himself, he would inadvertently emit a trace of a romantic aura that ordinary people could not imitate.
The other two youths and one young lady were also incomparably resplendent. Any one of them sitting there would make people feel that they were extraordinary, let alone the three of them.
One of the youths sat in the corner with his head lowered. His eyes did not make contact with anyone. He did not fit in with the liveliness of the Wangjiang Tower. At most, he turned his head to look at the surging river outside the railing.
And when the beautiful girl who served tea upstairs asked him if he wanted some tea, he actually blushed and said,”No.”
At this moment, the extremely strong girl who was more than two meters tall said, “Yo, Senior Brother Feng is shy?”
“I’m just excited have an opponent,” youth explained.
The strong girl blinked innocently, pretending to believe in his evil ways. “Oh.” These two were naturally Wind-on-Snow and Xu Lingling.
The other young man was extremely strong. He was more than 1.9 meters tall, bold, calm, and mature. His eyes flickered with maturity that far exceeded his peers. It would not be strange if someone called him uncle.
He carried a huge saber on his back, his hair was disheveled, and his posture was extremely free and easy.
He was Xie Qiong Feng, ranked third among Xia Ji’s seventy-two disciples.
If Wind-on-Snow was a believer and Xu Lingling was a butcher, then he was a hero.
5,500 years ago,
Xia Ji planted the seed.
Then, 5,500 years later…
Would believers become gods?
Would Butcher become a Demon Venerable?
Would heroes become Great Emperors? It was still too early to say this.
They were just waiting for someone..