Berserk God of War
Chapter 320: He, of Drunk Dragon Mountain

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: He, of Drunk Dragon Mountain

But, reality is cruel...

It hadn’t been half a moment before dozens of people were all lying on the ground groaning in pain, and among them stood Sikong Jing.

Boom!

The next instant, Sikong Jing’s aura surged upward; he had broken through.

He had finally reached the Martial Body Realm of the Innate Third Realm and also completely mastered the fifth move of the Black Refining Dark Hook Claw.

A few breaths later, Sikong Jing bowed to the people writhing on the ground and said, "Thank you all for aiding my breakthrough. I take my leave."

Having said this, Sikong Jing grabbed Yisuo and dashed down the Dark Dragon Mountain Road.

He could sense that the battle here had caught the attention of the true masters among the students of the Dark Dragon Mountain. If they did not leave now, it would never end; moreover, Yisuo also needed time to adapt and make his own breakthrough.

Thus, Sikong Jing did not wish to linger any longer to avoid trouble.

Just as Sikong Jing and the other vanished down the Dark Dragon Mountain Road...

The sounds of whoosh filled the air as students and instructors of the Dark Mountain Dragon appeared one after another. When they saw the state of the field, they were all dumbfounded.

An instructor stepped forward and inquired, "What happened? Who beat you up?"

Although somewhat shocked, the instructors and others did not take it too seriously. It was apparent that the attacker had shown restraint, so it must have been the students from another mountain academy of the Holy Dragon.

At that moment, one of the lying students cried out, "Golden Dragon Mountain, Yisuo!"

The newcomers paused, then recalled Yisuo; he was famously known as a very kind-hearted person.

Following that, the instructor said, "I heard Yisuo had a major breakthrough recently, reaching the Second Realm of the Xuantian Five Realms. It’s normal for all of you to lose to him. No need to look so deathly, stand up."

All the new people nodded in agreement, finding this reasoning sound.

Another instructor with a stern face shouted at those on the ground, "Get up quickly! There’s nothing shameful about losing to Yisuo of the Second Realm of Xuantian. Why put on the face of a dead man as if holding in a fart? How does that look?"

"When you also reach the Xuantian Five Realms, you can challenge him back. What’s there to be afraid of?"

What he despised most was seeing people looking ashen-faced after a loss.

They should stand up and cheer themselves on.

Especially losing to someone of a higher realm wasn’t frightening at all—they were all still very young, and might very well catch up to Yisuo’s realm someday. Then they could regain their honor.

Unfortunately, even though this stern-faced instructor scolded them, the people still wore the faces of the defeated, their confidence shattered.

At that moment, a student lying down finally said, "Instructor, we didn’t lose to Yisuo."

The stern-faced instructor froze, then asked, "Oh, did Yisuo have a companion with him?"

"That’s no reason to look so defeated, no matter who you lost to, even if it’s only someone from the Martial Arts Sect Realm."

The first instructor said kindly, "Exactly, don’t let yourselves be looked down upon."

"But, we lost to someone from the Martial Scripture Realm."

The speaker was nearly in tears, his voice almost stuck in his throat.

As soon as these words came out, the field fell silent, the cold wind whistling!

"What? What did you say?" The stern-faced instructor’s expression turned wooden.

"We lost to a young man from the Innate Second Martial Scripture Realm."

"Brother Hu barely withstood ten moves from him, and all of us together didn’t last half a moment before ending up like this."

When these words were spoken, the field was no longer quiet but filled with heavy breathing.

Everyone’s mouths were agape, incredulously watching the prone figures.

In the end, their gazes all fell on Brother Hu, who almost buried his head in the ground but ultimately nodded.

A murmuring arose, filled with disbelief and the chattering of teeth.

Then, the dark-faced instructor dashed in front of Brother Hu and pulled him up to ask, "Who was that person? A student from Golden Dragon Mountain?"

"He came with Yisuo, so he must be a student from Golden Dragon Mountain, and probably a new student this year; we’ve never seen him before," Brother Hu’s voice trembled continuously.

The other dozens of people also nodded vigorously, none recognizing Sikong Jing.

The group of instructors and students looked at each other in dismay—since when did Golden Dragon Mountain have such a terrifying new student, and why didn’t they, the instructors, know about him? He wasn’t seen during the entrance Martial Combat Test.

If they had known earlier, they at Dark Dragon Mountain would have fought to the death to snatch him away.

"That person is not from Golden Dragon Mountain."

Suddenly, a crisp, cold voice rang out as a woman dressed in a black skirt slowly walked out from the courtyard.

In an instant, a chill swept through the surroundings, making even the instructors involuntarily shiver.

A group of older students whispered, "Senior Sister Baili..."

The newcomer was indeed Baili Que, and her icy gaze swept over everyone as she said, "That person is a student from Drunk Dragon Mountain."

With that statement, everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"He was taken in by Dean Tan Yue from somewhere unknown and did not participate in the entrance Martial Combat Test," she added.

Having finished speaking, Baili Que moved forward without another word and slowly walked down the path to Dark Dragon Mountain.

She knew little about Sikong Jing, only up to this point.

Her presence here was naturally due to sensing the aura of the Black Refining Dark Hook Claw, and naturally, she had also witnessed Sikong Jing overpowering everyone.

She had even broken through a minor realm just because she had watched Sikong Jing’s battle.

Only after her breakthrough did she step out.

Similarly, because she had achieved a breakthrough after seeing the Black Refining Dark Hook Claw, she was even more eager to get all the information about the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon. However, the 19.4 million points Sikong Jing had demanded gave her a headache.

Therefore, she was now preparing to head to the Task Hall.

She needed to take on tasks and earn points.

Only after Baili Que left did the chill at the entrance of Dark Dragon Mountain gradually disappear, and warmth returned.

"Who is she, so beautiful, so formidable," a student stammered.

Slap!

However, his head was sharply smacked by an older student, "Put away your thoughts; she is Baili Que, the chief Inner Palace student of our Dark Dragon Mountain, a terrifying woman who would dare to kill you if you dare to fancy her."

In an instant, a group of new students froze and also shivered intensely.

Baili Que had many terrifying legends about her, and she was almost a goddess in the hearts of the Dark Dragon Mountain students—she was far too strong.

"From Drunk Dragon Mountain, and still taken in by Dean Tan..."

At that time, the dark-faced instructor murmured to himself.

Everyone’s minds were once again drawn back, their lips twitching, and again they fell silent.

Following that, a student lying on the ground asked, "Instructor, what should we do?"

It was too disheartening; they now needed encouragement from the instructors.

"As for prodigies, you better not think about it and just avoid those monsters when you see them," the dark-faced instructor swept his gaze over the crowd.

Where was his earlier momentum? Encouragement? Nonexistent.

Because monsters like Baili Que were unattainable, and this student from Drunk Dragon Mountain was likely a new monster.

This matter wasn’t about being disheartened, because they weren’t human at all. No point in getting upset.

Upon hearing this, Brother Hu and the others were left with nothing but endless sighs.