Berserk God of War
Chapter 387 Beigong Shocked, Sikong Repays

Chapter 387: Chapter 387 Beigong Shocked, Sikong Repays

Zhang Han’s complexion shifted uncertainly as he whispered softly, "The commander must be senile by now, I’ll notify the vice commanders to come here immediately."

After speaking, he immediately sent out the notification.

Astride their mounts in midair, Sikong Jing and Beigong Xianfeng stood side by side, gazing down at the entire Long Night Black Burning Camp against the fierce wind.

It was a while before Beigong Xianfeng finally spoke in a deep voice.

"Brother Sikong, your wife said you were chased by the people of Xingluo Palace to the Minglong Mountain Range, and even killed many of their students in return. I want to know how you did it?"

After speaking, he stared intently at Sikong Jing...

The last time at Lanzhuang River Castle, Sikong Jing was at the Innate Martial Scripture Realm; logically, he shouldn’t have had the strength to counter-kill all those students from Xingluo Palace, among whom were two chiefs, according to the investigation.

Beigong Xianfeng felt there were loopholes in Su Yuexi’s story.

What’s more important, Sikong Jing was a Spirit Martial Root.

His martial arts progress should definitely be slow.

However, just as this thought crossed his mind, Beigong Xianfeng suddenly froze, instinctively turning to look at Sikong Jing, who, unbeknownst to him, had already released his True Qi, his face adorned with a faint smile.

On Sikong Jing’s body was unmistakably the aura of the Peak of Innate Martial Sect Realm.

Beigong Xianfeng was completely taken aback; it had been almost two months since their last meeting.

Just two months, and he had advanced from the Innate Second Realm to the peak of the Innate Fifth Realm of Martial Arts Sect? What kind of joke was this?

At that moment, Sikong Jing lightly laughed and said, "Beigong Commander, that’s how I counter-killed all those students from Xingluo Palace."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Beigong Xianfeng rushed out, pressed a palm on his shoulder, and then his old eyes bulged out again.

"You’re still a Spirit Martial Root and have not recovered; how did you do it?"

It’s impossible. Normally, those with a Spirit Martial Root cannot break through to the Transcendent Realm, and even if someone did, they couldn’t possibly advance so quickly.

Sikong Jing, what kind of Elixir have you taken?

"I don’t know either, perhaps my Spirit Martial Root is just different," Sikong Jing replied with a smile, naturally not going to explain further.

Beigong Xianfeng was startled again, his brows deeply furrowed as he muttered to himself.

"Could it be that you are a War Body?"

"No, that’s not possible. Your meridians were destroyed and restored by someone; it’s impossible to restore and turn into a War Body."

"But why then?"

The situation with Sikong Jing completely baffled Beigong Xianfeng.

Even with all his experience, he had never seen anything like Sikong Jing, completely unable to figure out what was going on.

"There must be something different, perhaps a deeply hidden Martial Arts Bloodline being stimulated. Maybe you should undergo another more extensive martial test," Beigong Xianfeng finally suggested, staring at Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing had to admire the old commander.

It was indeed a deeply hidden bloodline, the bloodline of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts.

"Beigong Commander, perhaps the Long Night Empire can’t detect it... I’ve already been thoroughly tested at the Holy Dragon Palace," Sikong Jing added, not wishing to waste time on another test for no reason.

Stunned for a moment, Beigong Xianfeng laughed bitterly.

If even the Holy Dragon Palace couldn’t detect it, then surely the Long Night Empire wouldn’t either.

"When you have time, try the Holy Dragon General Academy," he finally said, then changed the topic and asked, "The Dark Wing Black Burning Sword... it’s named after the Dark Winged Dragon Eagle, isn’t it? Did you really create this swordsmanship?"

After seeing the third-tier swordsmanship of Ning Jingjing and others, Beigong Xianfeng still found it incredible.

An Innate Martial Sect Realm individual creating Universe-grade Swordsmanship was simply unfathomable.

"Yes, I was tested for martial arts wisdom at the Holy Dragon Palace... Vice Director Qin Heng said I surpassed Tenth-grade Full Martial Wisdom," Sikong Jing replied once more.

At these words, Beigong Xianfeng was shocked again.

Whether one can create a Martial Skill depends on the strength of their martial arts wisdom.

And Sikong Jing had actually been rated by Holy Dragon Palace as surpassing Tenth-grade Full Martial Wisdom, which was incredibly frightening.

In an instant, he no longer doubted that the Dark Wing Black Burning Sword was created by Sikong Jing himself.

Swallowing hard, Beigong Xianfeng then said, "Let’s talk again about the human-shaped demon beast. What kind of existence is it, and what is its name?"

A glint flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes as he replied, "I do not know."

The human-shaped demon beast is called Sikong Jing, but I cannot tell you that, as it’s a top-level secret.

A glint flashed in the eyes of Beigong Xianfeng as he stared deeply at Sikong Jing.

He felt that the latter must be hiding something, thus Beigong Xianfeng said softly, "Little brother, I’ve kept the matter of the Wangyou Sect from you, and this pressure is not trivial."

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing clasped his fists and said, "Commander Beigong’s favor, Sikong Jing remembers."

If it wasn’t for Beigong Xianfeng keeping it hidden, if all the truths were known to Wangyou Sect, then he would be in great danger.

Apart from fleeing, his only other option would be to force the Holy Dragon Palace to pay attention to and protect him...

Those were merely the two choices.

Originally, Sikong Jing had also prepared for the latter option, but the negotiations by Su Yuexi had directly concealed the matter.

Sikong Jing then asked, "I heard from Yue Xi that your condition is for the human-shaped demon beast to take action once for the Long Night Black Burning Army on the battlefield?"

Beigong Xianfeng nodded emphatically, as that was the most fundamental condition.

"I’m sorry, but the human-shaped demon beast often loses its senses and its whereabouts are unknown. I can only say I will try my best, but I cannot guarantee that he can appear on the battlefield at any time," Sikong Jing spoke gently.

That’s a joke; the human-shaped demon beast is supposed to become demonized.

Having been demonized a second time, Sikong Jing still felt a lingering fear. If it hadn’t been for Yue Xi back then, he probably wouldn’t have made it back.

Upon hearing this, Beigong Xianfeng frowned deeply, "Little brother, that doesn’t seem quite right."

He felt that Sikong Jing speaking this way was somewhat against moral principles. I’ve helped you so much, and this is how you repay me?

Not being able to guarantee that the human-shaped demon beast could appear, isn’t that deceiving?

"What I’ve said is the absolute truth!"

"Commander Beigong, you must have heard of demon beasts becoming demonized, right? How much rationality do you think a demonized demon beast can retain?"

Hearing Sikong Jing’s words, Beigong Xianfeng’s entire body shook, recalling his fistfight with the human-shaped demon beast.

"So it was... a demonized demon beast."

Beigong Xianfeng muttered to himself, staring at Sikong Jing with a complex expression, then finally chuckled wryly, "Then I’ve indeed made a poor deal."

"Commander, you still have the Dark Wing Black Burning Sword, which is my repayment," Sikong Jing smiled again.

As he finished speaking, Sikong Jing’s feet shifted, and he rushed forward, conjuring a complete set of the Dark Wing Black Burning Sword out of thin air.

And the Sword Skill he displayed was completely different from Ning Jingjing’s.

He was the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, with a complex and inexplicable meridian of the Dark Winged Dragon Eagle formed in his body. When he performed it, the Dark Wing Black Burning Sword surged like a towering black flame, like a dragon eagle descending from the sky, peerless and unrivaled.

Beigong Xianfeng’s eyes bulged, his face full of astonishment.

Once it all ended, Sikong Jing re-sheathed his sword and clasped his fists again, "Moreover, I have divided it into three tiers. The High Grade middle rank of the first tier can be fully implemented within the Long Night Black Burning Army, and it won’t be harder to master than the former Deserted Grade Long Night Black Burning Sword."

The most formidable aspect of Sikong Jing’s Dark Wing Black Burning Sword lies here...

The higher the grade of Martial Skill, the harder it is to master, and those lacking in talent cannot even get started.

Yet Sikong Jing has bridged this gap, allowing the Long Night Black Burning Army, regardless of their talent, to fully master the High Grade middle-rank swordsmanship.