Dominating Martial King
Chapter 556 - 556 273 Contesting Sharpness Seeking Subscriptions

556: Chapter 273: Contesting Sharpness (Seeking Subscriptions) 556: Chapter 273: Contesting Sharpness (Seeking Subscriptions) Chu Xisheng and Chu Ming were still being overseen in their battle by ‘Purple Eyebrow Saber’ Mu Zhao Guang.

He had once been tricked by Zhu Kongming but had quickly reacted, cooperating with the Heavenly and Earth Servants of Sanping Hermit to kill Zhu Kongming, restoring some reputation.

However, he had still lost face in front of many Jianghu peers.

Thus, when Chu Ming extended the invitation, Mu Zhao Guang readily accepted, wanting to use this opportunity to clear his name.

Right before their bout began, Chu Ming was talking with her old servant.

“Miss, you are being rather impulsive!”

The old servant, who leaned on a dragon-headed cane and had a deeply wrinkled face at seventy years old, frowned deeply: “The Duke advised you to plan carefully after joining the Formless Divine Sect.

This man was able to defeat Zhu Kongming with a single strike, indicating that both his sword skill and bloodline are extremely powerful.

It is unwise to provoke a fight without understanding his background first.”

Chu Ming dismissed the concerns by flicking her hair: “So what?

He’s just a mere Seventh Rank Lower Tier, Zhu Kongming is nothing significant either.

My cultivation is one and a half grades higher than his.

If I still lose, how can I call myself a Super Genius, a Blood Revenge Saint?”

The reason she was only the fourth among the Shenxiu Ten Outstanding Swordsmen was merely because she often mingled in the court and rarely showed action.

As the daughter of a Duke and a princess, she naturally wouldn’t mingle with those Jianghu folks regularly.

Not many in Jianghu truly knew her strength.

“Forget it!”

The old servant felt that it was too late to stop this match.

He shook his head slightly: “This young man’s sword speed must be extremely fast.

Later, Miss, you can try to break his technique with strength.”

Chu Ming nodded slightly upon hearing this.

That was indeed her plan, to overpower him.

Although Chu Ming didn’t think Chu Xisheng was that capable, even a three-year-old in Jianghu knew the principle ‘even a lion must use its full strength to hunt a rabbit.’

Chu Ming would not hold back because of any contempt she felt.

“But Miss, you still need to be very careful.”

The old servant glanced around at the crowd: “Ever since we boarded this ship, there have been people spying on us.”

Chu Ming’s heart chilled: “Is it because of my Blood Revenge Saint heritage?”

She hadn’t expected to be targeted so soon after boarding the Pingtian Ship.

“No!”

The old servant shook his head, his eyes showing a hint of severity and wariness: “It’s our old acquaintance, a remnant left by the Chu Family Main Branch.

I sensed his killing intent towards you, Miss.

These people seem determined to be at odds with the Duke to the death.”

Those several dozen individuals were elite Death Soldiers carefully selected by the previous family head and deeply favored by the Main Branch.

The previous family head had vigorously cultivated these Death Soldiers to protect his direct descendant, Chu Zheng.

It was said that one of them had already reached Third Grade Lower Tier, possessing a talent close to the Super Heavenly Pillar Level, which made him one of the Duke’s most feared enemies recently.

Even he had to show some caution.

Fortunately, the one he saw on the ship was merely a minor character among the Main Branch’s Death Soldiers, with a cultivation only at the Fourth Grade Upper.

The old servant figured he could manage that much.

This was because Chu Ming being selected as the ‘Blood Revenge Saint’ hadn’t spread widely yet.

Otherwise, those people would definitely go to any lengths to kill Chu Ming.

Chu Ming was momentarily stunned by the news, then anger showed on her face: “They really are persistent!

Chu Zheng’s posthumous marriage with Qin Muge was decreed by His Majesty, how could the Chu family dare to resist?

Moreover, with Chu Zheng’s condition at that time, he wouldn’t have lived many years, and father fulfilled his promise by not laying a finger on Chu Zheng’s body, providing him with good food and care.

Yet now they have grown to hate us?”

Moreover, given the current situation, her father only needs to quickly control the two First-grade Divine Artifacts of Chu Family heritage, to protect the entire Western Capital Chu Family.

If Chu Zheng had not died, the Western Capital Chu Family would definitely face a calamitous disaster in the future, yet these people only care about Chu Zheng and the Main Branch.

The old servant remained expressionless, unsure of how to respond.

He thought about how the previous family head actually owed a great debt of gratitude to the Duke for his support and promotion.

After the death of the previous family head, Chu Rulai not only was awarded the position of Duke Wei that was traditionally passed down within the Chu family’s direct lineage but also inherited thousands of years of the family estate from the Western Capital Chu Family, completely assuming the legacy of the Chu Family Main Branch.

However, a year ago, during the Emperor’s command of Chu Zheng’s posthumous marriage, the Duke did not resist and even went with the flow, personally overseeing the ceremony.

This kind of action couldn’t even be described simply as ungrateful.

It’s no wonder that the people from the Duke’s branch, including the entire Western Capital Chu Family, detest him to their bones; they have their reasons.

Luckily, Chu Rulai isn’t a Jianghu figure; otherwise, such behavior would have been utterly despised and spit on by the righteous gangsters of Jianghu.

However, the old servant was just a servant provided by the Chu family’s Fourth Branch, having been employed by them only half a year ago at the invitation of the Duke.

This wasn’t a matter he should intervene in.

Chu Ming wanted to continue speaking but then saw Chu Xisheng standing in the center of the deck, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Chu Ming snorted coldly and immediately stepped forward, walking to the middle of the deck, standing three meters opposite Chu Xisheng.

This time Mu Zhao Guang still used a copper coin.

Mu Zhao Guang flicked a Daning Tongbao copper coin, sending it spinning towards the sky.

At the same time, the ‘Earth Servant’ under Sanping Hermit’s command had already moved to the third floor of the stern tower, just behind Sanping Hermit.

“My Lord, the betting pool has been properly set up, with an unexpectedly large sum wagered, totaling two hundred seventy-nine thousand taels of Demon Silver.

Over sixty percent is wagered on Chu Ming, with a little over thirty percent on Chu Xisheng.”