novel bin Chapter 1884 - 1754: Showing Might
Chapter 1884 - 1754: Showing Might
Song Yun shrugged, turned his head to look at Xun outside the ring, and asked, "Kang Sect Leader, I want to ask, is this foreigner also a guest invited by your Blood Flow Path?"
With a smile on his lips, Xun shook his head, "No, he is not a guest."
Upon hearing this, everyone was puzzled.
If this person is not a guest, why is he here?
Xun continued, "He is an elder of the Blood Flow Path."
What, an elder of the Blood Flow Path!
Hearing this, everyone was greatly surprised. This foreigner is actually an elder, which means his strength is probably similar to Xun’s.
Most of those present had interacted with the Blood Flow Path, which is why they relied on it. They all knew Xun’s strength was at the SS level.
That means this foreigner is also at the SS level!
"Haha, Song Yun was arrogant and conceited earlier, this time he’s dead for sure."
"SS level is not something he can handle."
"He thought he was talented, just wait and see how this foreigner teaches him a lesson."
"Opposing the Blood Flow Path, now he’s getting his comeuppance."
Those who had pledged allegiance to the Blood Flow Path clamored excitedly.
Upon hearing that the foreigner was SS level, Juan Mao, Little Sword God, Master Bei, and Qiu Chumeng, who stood with the Qiu family, all changed their expressions.
SS level is a super master above the S level, completely unmatched by the S level.
Such people are top-notch existences within various sects.
"What to do, Brother Yun definitely can’t win!" Little Sword God said worriedly.
Master Bei said in a deep voice, "It’s better to persuade him to leave the ring."
Juan Mao shook his head, "Impossible, with this guy’s temper, he definitely won’t admit defeat."
Qiu Chumeng ran over and said, "The three of you have the best relationship with him, you better persuade him. SS level is not something he can handle."
Juan Mao pondered, "Unless he is defeated, he won’t get off the ring."
"Defeated!" Qiu Chumeng frowned and said, "The Blood Flow Path clearly intends to kill him, if he’s defeated, he..."
Qiu Chumeng didn’t finish her sentence, but everyone understood what she meant.
At this moment, on the ring.
The foreigner seemed worried that Song Yun would admit defeat, he mocked coldly, "Song Yun, are you scared, thinking of admitting defeat and surrendering?"
Song Yun wagged his finger arrogantly, "Admit defeat? Sorry, the word ’defeat’ is not in my dictionary! But, can you take off your mask and let me see, which bastard are you?"
The foreigner said, "Hmph! Rest assured, you don’t need to be in a hurry. I will let you see my face the moment before you die. That way, you’ll be shocked and dumbfounded. I especially want to see your stunned expression then, hahahaha..."
"Hahaha, laugh your sister."
Song Yun curled his lips and slowly drew out the Throat Sealing Sword, saying, "Come on, let’s begin."
"Ah! That’s... that’s the Throat Sealing Sword!"
In the crowd, someone exclaimed unknowingly.
Immediately, all eyes fell on the Throat Sealing Sword.
The appearance of the Throat Sealing Sword instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
"This... this is Senior Yaksha’s Throat Sealing Sword, how did it end up in this kid’s hands?"
"Could he be Senior Yaksha’s apprentice?"
"It must be, otherwise, who can take this Throat Sealing Sword from Senior Yaksha."
"No wonder he’s so arrogant, turns out he’s relying on being Senior Yaksha’s apprentice."
"Hmph, relying on one’s master, that’s no skill."
"Everyone can testify today, he chose to fight himself, fists and feet have no eyes, if he gets killed, he can’t blame anyone."
"Right, even if Senior Yaksha is here, you can’t hold him responsible."
Those who pledged allegiance to the Blood Flow Path, after their initial surprise, immediately began speaking on behalf of the foreigner on the ring.
In fact, they were also speaking for themselves.
After all, if Song Yun really got killed, and Yaksha pursued the matter, those who depended on the Blood Flow Path would all suffer.
Upon hearing the words from below the stage, Song Yun gave a disdainful smile.
These bastards, actually saying I’m relying on my master, a moment ago you didn’t have the courage to look me in the eyes, now that someone is taking charge, you’re all starting to shout, how ridiculous.
Song Yun thought to himself, looking at the foreigner opposite.
He originally thought the foreigner wouldn’t know Yaksha, but who would have thought he saw a solemn expression in the foreigner’s eyes.
Song Yun asked, "What, knowing my master is Yaksha, are you scared now?"
The foreigner snapped back to attention, said coldly, "Yaksha’s Throat Sealing Sword."
Song Yun raised an eyebrow, "Heard of it?"
The foreigner didn’t answer Song Yun’s question, his eyes showing a ferocious look, continuing to say, "Since you’re Yaksha’s apprentice, I can’t let you go. Yaksha hurt me back then, all these debts, you will repay. Hmph, today don’t even think of leaving this manor alive."
Song Yun laughed, "So you’re one of my master’s defeated opponents, seems like you’ll lose to me today as well."
"Arrogant!"
The foreigner sneered, "A mere S level, dares to provoke me, watch how I kill you."
With that, the foreigner finally moved.
His steps seemed to take two strides, but instantly he was in front of Song Yun, leaving an afterimage where he stood, his claw already reaching for Song Yun’s neck.
His right hand had very long fingernails, sharp like five knives, glinting coldly.
As he swung his hand, the air became filled with a bloody scent, making one’s scalp tingle.
The immense pressure he released was almost tangible, making many below the stage feel suffocated.
"No doubt about it, an SS level, such speed, such pressure!"