The Northern Sword God
The Gray Winged Lion
The man in the literary clothes looked very strange. On his back appeared another young man, but in a state like a deep sleep, and no matter the circumstances around.
"Didn't he feel bothered with carrying a load on his back?"
"Stupid you. For someone with such a high ability-SAINT, the burden on his back was like he was just carrying a lump of cotton, which would not affect all his movements and combat abilities" Such was the discussion among the audience when they saw Meirenyu standing gallantly on the arena stage.
The Meirenyu-Literature stepped slowly closer to Xia Chyou's group. Xia Chyou and all his group involuntarily stepped back when feeling pressure after pressure, as the literary footsteps approached them. Desperate faces were clearly on their faces.
"W-who are you?" xia Chyou asked nervously.
In a cold voice, Meirenyu replied.
"My name is Morenyu. I heard that you and the demon race are chasing after a young witch, and are intent on exterminating everyone who has ever come into contact with that witch, then will master an object known as the Grey Totem?"
"W-what is your relationship with that young witch named Sima Yong?"
"Hahaha, the young witch who was targeted by you and your horde is my master" Meirenyu stared one after another at the people before him in disgust
"You don't know who you're trying to contradict" Meirenyu continued.
"Even with my intelligence like this, I am nothing compared to my master" Meirenyu said
Hearing the talk between the Sastrawan named Morenyu, things became uproar. This warrior alone with the ability as a SAINT expert, like his was already invincible in the Northern Region here. What about the ability of his Master who is called Sima Yong? What is Master Sima Yong's intelligence? People were amazed.
Meanwhile, Peng Fai clutched Lin Hong's hand violently,
"Is the young wizard Sima Yong by the name of him?" peng Fai's voice was shaking. Finally he heard the news about the man, his best friend.
Lin Hong, without turning his head.he nodded his head as if giving approval to Peng Fai's question, without turning his head,
"He was the Master of all of us, Me, Yu Long and the Sastrawan on that stage"
"Do you still remember a young boy named Yu Long at the meeting of the Seven Geniuses Sect in Azalea City?"
Peng Fai replied briefly "Yes I remember. Which Yu Long do you mean?" he was confused as to not see the existence of Yu Long they were talking about.
"The young man who was still asleep on the literary back was Yu Long. We both trained our Masters to become Sword experts and sorcerers. Ah. sometime you should see our magic technique demonstration when fighting" Lin Hong said smilingly.
Peng Fai returned only nodding his head. He mash finds it hard to digest the encounter. And the question in his heart was, where did those people get such great strength? "Ah. I should have Lin Hong explain the origin of this power of theirs"
Back to the arena...
Xia Chyou looked like he had been pressed. If it was originally him who had the upper hand, urging Lin Hong. It was his side that was pushed by the Sectrawan from Lin Hong's stronghold.
Seeing that he was not very good, Qiao Qin-the sword expert who was an Independent Cultivator of the Southern Region tried to save himself by taking the safe path.
"Revident SAINT master. I am an Indipendent Cultivator. I did not join any Sect, so I was called an Indipendent Cultivator. My existence here is only at the invitation of their Xia Clan. I didn't expect if it turned out, the Xia Clan group had clashed with this SAINT Master. Accept this lowly apology of mine" Qian Qin then made a respectful gesture.
Meirenyu looked coldly at Qian Qin (who made the entire body of the man stiffen in fear), then said,
"You can go. I see you have done a little good by helping that girl from the Xia Clan".
"My advice, you better never be seen again in the North here, if you don't want to die"
The cold voice of the satrawan spoke, it felt like a wobble of cold water to Qian Qin's head.
Xia Chyou cursed inwardly. Ever since she was young she did not believe in that Qian Qin. The two of them always clashed because he felt Qian Qin was someone who was cunning, while she herself was a cruel woman.
Today Xia Chyou realized, it was Qian Qin's cunning and hypocrisy that had saved him from the bloody hands of the Morenyu literati in front of them.
Xia Chyou who felt desperate and had no chance of life thought of something. He wanted to gamble, duel against the literati using soul power or magic.
Magic was an innate ability that the average person in the Xia Clan possessed. As Clans who claimed to be descendants of Elves, they had magic abilities that were above the average crowd.
While if it only relied on physical strength, it was clear that his ability in the realm of the one-star Holy Enlightenment Realm was just like a flea before this SAINT satrawan. Magic is an ability that most people rarely have. Xia Chyou steadily chose to fight using magic.
Then by trying to be strong, Xia Chyou voiced out loud, saying,
"Revident SAINT master. Xia Chyou and some members of our Xia Clan will probably die in your hands. But it would be unfair if we were not allowed to defend ourselves"
"If I Xia Chyou try to defend myself using physical strength against you, it is clear that this one Star Divine Enlightenment Realm expert is like an ant if it tries to challenge you that SAINT expert. Allow me Xia Chyou to defend myself using soul force. Magic, I challenge you magically" Xia Chyou, that woman tried to hide her sneaky smile. If it fought magically, he was sure he would have a chance at life.
Hearing Xia Chyou's challenge to compete magically, instantly made an uproar over the Blue Peak arena. The battle between experts using Magic power was something they had never witnessed. Of course everyone is enthusiastic.
Lin Hong himself felt surprised to hear Xia Chyou's challenge to fight magically. But in his heart Lin Hong laughed happily, though,
"This demonic woman is truly a very cunning human being. Trying to survive by challenging magic fights. But this time he'll get the stone..."
Meirenyu without answering, just nodded his head then said.
"You can start your magic attack" suddenly on Meirenyu's right hand has appeared a wind instrument from the shell of the "shell trumpet trumpet"
Xia Chyou laughed happily, his hands formed a seal and he started casting spells. The ancient verses were chanted and when two of his palms opened, the figure of a giant gray-winged creature formed and roared ferociously leaping towards Meirenyu.
"Grey Winged Lions !" scream at the people watching the fight.
How they would not scream in horror, the Gray-winged Lion measured about ten meters in height, and with its feet full of terrible claws, slashed its claws fiercely at the Sastrawan. "wush-wush-wush"
"Tet-tet-tet" the sound of a shell trumpet in the hand of the literati made a sound when it began to blow.
The sound of the trumpet blowing repeatedly in the wind with a very chaotic tone and deafen the ears of all who hear.
And in the fifth trumpet, with his own eyes all saw the Gray Winged Lion suddenly in the brackets of fire that appeared miraculously from the trumpet of the scallop in the hand of the writer.
"Wush" the blazing fire burned the Gray Winged Lion.
Xia Chyou gaped in disbelief. "Impossible.This soul force of mine-the magic power of the Xia Clan, is the best in the western region. How could a sorcerer with soul power appear like this literati? who's she?" Xia Chyou started to get scared when he saw the lion illusion was fading in the flames from the literary windmills.
Xia Chyou shrieked in horror when in the end the Gray Winged Dragon's illusion vanished into the steam-burned magic fire of the literati in front of him.
"Toothing..." Xia Chyou vomited blood repeatedly. His face became as white as cotton. It was like he had no blood anymore.
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