Berserk God of War
Chapter 627: Whoever Insults My Young Lady Shall Die!

Chapter 627: Chapter 627: Whoever Insults My Young Lady Shall Die!

Sikong Jing’s voice was extremely cold, and his gaze swept over the fearful apprentices.

Once, he had nearly become an apprentice of the Long Night Star Palace, but it wasn’t just the apprentices of the Long Night Star Palace who were treated like dogs—those at the War Soul Star Palace were regarded the same.

It was entirely different from the apprentices at the Holy Dragon Palace.

No sooner had he spoken than Vice Master Dou was stunned, then after sizing him up a few times, he said, "Are these Unihorn Thousand-step Horses yours? What kind of trash are you, to spout such insolence in my War Soul Star Palace?"

He actually said he wanted to kill him; it was simply laughable.

Sikong Jing shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Can’t you tell by my outfit?"

At the same time, the apprentice who had been knocked down finally said, "Vice Master Dou, this is a guard of Miss Gongyang Ying, the Moon Soul Immortal. The Unihorn Thousand-step Horses belong to Miss Gongyang."

No sooner had the words been spoken than Vice Master Dou’s complexion changed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at several students from the Xingluo General Academy.

In the Long Night Empire, the three subacademies didn’t care much about the Imperial Family.

However, things were somewhat different in the War Soul Dynasty because the State Preceptor Gongyang Ren was extremely terrifying, and what’s more, Gongyang Ying was also to be feared. Ranking 30th on the East Plain Thousand Tyrant List was not somebody anyone could afford to offend.

The future Gongyang Ying would certainly become a superpower in the East Plain Northern Land.

"So it’s Gongyang Ying, the legendary genius of the War Soul Dynasty."

Just then, the leading student of the Xingluo General Academy came leisurely riding a Starlight Warhorse, then he arrogantly extended his finger from high atop the horse, pointing at Sikong Jing and said, "Vice Master Dou, kill him."

At those words, Vice Master Dou’s face changed again, looking incredulously at the Xingluo General Academy student.

Then, he hastily said, "Young Master Gong, this may not be appropriate."

The student atop the Starlight Warhorse, surnamed Gong, pulled a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"What’s inappropriate about it? A mere granddaughter of a little dynasty’s State Preceptor dares to compete with me for a stable?"

"A lowly guard dares to be arrogant in front of me, who else should die if not him?"

"I’m Gong Bei Qiang, ranked 39th on the East Plain Thousand Tyrant List. Today, I will not only kill Gongyang Ying’s guard but also pull her down from her pedestal."

"Gongyang Ying even declared that only the top three hundred young talents are worthy to interact with her, have a chance to become her man, and moreover, they must be locals from the War Soul Dynasty..."

"Ha ha, today I’ll also take Gongyang Ying back home, to be a concubine!"

At once, a string of words fell, and the several fellow students from the Xingluo General Academy behind him also chuckled evilly.

The next instant, Gong Bei Qiang again pointed at Sikong Jing: "Why aren’t you moving, kill him."

Clearly, Gong Bei Qiang’s visit to War Soul Imperial City wasn’t just to participate in the exchange meeting of the three subacademies; he had come to challenge Gongyang Ying, who had reached the 30th rank on the East Plain Thousand Tyrant List.

And he intended to take her back to be his concubine, as a genius student from Xingluo Academy, he had such confidence.

What of the War Soul Dynasty? What of State Preceptor Gongyang Ren? He simply didn’t take them seriously.

Killing Sikong Jing, the State Preceptor’s guard, was naturally to show his power and awe with an initial display of dominance.

Vice Master Dou’s complexion became incredibly unsightly, and then gradually he calmed down; since Gong Bei Qiang had spoken thus, why should he be afraid? If the sky fell, there would be a taller person to bear it.

With this thought, he turned to look at Sikong Jing and said ominously, "Little guard, you’re dead."

"Blame your bad luck for being Gongyang Ying’s guard, and for being assigned to feed the horses."

As his voice fell, Vice Master Dou did not unleash any True Qi, but dashed straight at Sikong Jing, his hand reaching for Sikong Jing’s neck with a fierce intention to twist it...

But when he applied force, he suddenly found he couldn’t move it, and the guard’s mouth even formed into a large, cold smile.

Bang!

The next instant, Sikong Jing kicked out.

A miserable howl emitted from Vice Master Dou’s mouth as he was sent flying wildly, crashing to the ground and vomiting blood continuously.

The entire place was stunned, while Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly, "Vice Master? Which Vice Master are you from, the Alchemy Institute of the War Soul Star Palace? Your Martial Arts prowess is so weak..."

Every Xingluo branch palace would have two main institutes, the Martial Arts Institute and the Alchemy Institute.

During the time of the Long Night Star Palace, the Martial Arts Academy Master Bai Changwu was a Dao Inquiry Realm powerhouse, and the Vice Master was his brother Bai Changkong, who also existed in the extraordinary fifth realm.

However, the Vice Master Dou before them was only in the extraordinary second realm, probably the Vice Master of the Alchemy Institute who wasn’t primarily focused on Martial Arts, right?

As Sikong Jing’s voice fell, an apprentice next to him whispered, "He is the Vice Master of the Martial Arts Institute, but he’s riding on his father’s coattails. He scored the position because his brother Dou Youchuan entered the East Plain Thousand Dominator List."

Though the voice was low, Sikong Jing heard it clearly, and his expression was slightly astonished.

On this end, Vice Master Dou stood up.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he said, "I’m the Vice Master of the Martial Arts Institute. How dare you say I’m weak, I will kill you!"

The aura of the extraordinary second realm erupted thunderously as Vice Master Dou charged at Sikong Jing again in a frenzy.

He had to perform well in front of Gong Bei Qiang and the other students from the Main Academy, he absolutely couldn’t disgrace his son.

Regrettably, the moment he drew close, Sikong Jing had already fully captured his Martial Arts trajectory. A cold laugh sounded again, "To be in the extraordinary second realm and still be this weak, simply trash!"

Smack!

He reached out his hand and struck, slapping Vice Master Dou’s face precisely, sending him flying once again.

This time, he landed heavily right in front of Gong Bei Qiang and others, vomiting blood again.

The faces of Gong Bei Qiang and the others darkened, and he glanced at the blood-spitting Vice Master Dou, saying grimly, "A grand extraordinary second realm and you can’t even beat a Daoist Martial fourth realm guard, worthless!"

Clearly, Gong Bei Qiang had discerned Sikong Jing’s Martial Arts Realm.

With these words, Gong Bei Qiang turned to look at Sikong Jing, "Do you choose to end yourself, or shall I kill you?"

Sikong Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly, and instead of answering, he counters, "Did you just say that you want our Miss Gongyang to become a concubine?"

"That’s right, a little woman without a powerful Martial Arts background is only fit to be a concubine," Gong Bei Qiang said with scorn.

Sikong Jing sneered again and asked, "Are you insulting our Miss?"

"Insulting? No, no, no. It would be an honor for her to be my concubine... and you talk too much," he replied.

After a pause, Gong Bei Qiang shouted at a student next to him, "Junior Brother Luo, it’s your turn to kill him."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Junior Brother Luo grinned wickedly and immediately flashed down from the Starlight Warhorse, his Third Realm of Daoist Martial aura pressing down on Sikong Jing, arriving in front of him in an instant, and then his confident sword flash sliced through...

To them, if the person in front of them was not a guard, perhaps they would have said a few more words.

But a mere guard wasn’t worth wasting any breath on.

However, in the instant that the sword light reached Sikong Jing’s heart, Sikong Jing suddenly looked up with a cold laugh and then threw a punch.

With a bang...

The previously starlight-filled Junior Brother Luo stopped, and in the next instant, the starlight on his body shattered into pieces, and in another instant, blood spurted out with the starlight, as Junior Brother Luo’s head exploded directly.

A corpse spewing blood collapsed in front of Sikong Jing, silent. There was no scream of agony.

Because he had died before he had a chance to scream.

Simultaneously, Sikong Jing’s calm voice followed, "Those who dishonor Miss Gongyang of the Gongyang family, die!"