Berserk God of War

Chapter 722: Chapter 722: Your Fist, Not as Hard as Mine

Yu Wenxiong drew his sword, and the Sword Qi transformed into streaks of starlight slashing towards Sikong Jing. It was as if myriad Star Lights were gathering, directly blasting Sikong Jing’s black giant claw into pieces...

But Sikong Jing then unleashed the Blood Devouring Second and Third Claws, shielding his body.

The next instant, Sikong Jing’s Spirit Platform Sea of Consciousness opened. The dense Sword Light of Star Lights found no place to hide within the force of his Spirit Platform Sea of Consciousness. Then, using the two claws as cover, he vanished into the midst of the twinkling stars’ Sword Qi.

”Useless, utterly useless, hahaha... Sikong Jing, you are doomed,” Yu Wenxiong let out a ferocious laugh.

For him, killing an adversary of the Extraordinary Realm required only one move.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt danger approaching from behind, followed by the cold voice of Sikong Jing.

”Blood Devouring Fourth Claw.”

Suddenly, a black giant claw appeared behind Yu Wenxiong. He let out a ghostly yell and dodged out of the way, narrowly avoiding the murderous pounce of the claw. Upon closer inspection, Sikong Jing indeed appeared at the position of the Fourth Claw!

Looking back, where Sikong Jing’s figure was supposed to be amidst the Black Claw Light blasted apart by the Star Lights, there was nothing.

Shocked beyond measure, Yu Wenxiong shouted, ”How, how did you escape?”

In fact, what he wanted to ask was how Sikong Jing had silently emerged from the encirclement of his Star Light Sword Qi.

”Of course, by flashing out.”

”Yu Wenxiong, do you think you are so powerful just because you are in the Third Realm of Dao Inquiry?” Sikong Jing said coldly: ”There was indeed a chance to strike me shamelessly, but you should have ascended two more realms before coming.”

After speaking, Sikong Jing suddenly flashed a long sword in his right hand and soared forward again, crying out, ”Six Symbols Divine Dragon Sword Skill.”

The sword light killed with a fierce gleam, like the assault of the Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon.

But within it, there were the meridians of two Golden Divine Dragons, so the Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon roared like Divine Dragons, carrying waves of explosive Dragon Power.

”How can the power of the Extraordinary First Realm be so strong? I can’t let you live.”

Yu Wenxiong’s features twisted, but he was still full of confidence, not believing he couldn’t solve Sikong Jing within ten moves.

The Six Symbols Divine Dragon Sword Skill was powerful, but its True Qi was far inferior to his. With a wave of his hand, he shattered Sikong Jing’s Six Symbols Divine Dragon Sword Skill.

In an instant, Yu Wenxiong and Sikong Jing were in close quarters!

”Perfect timing!” A wild blaze flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes, and suddenly, the Beast Arm smashed towards Yu Wenxiong.

Seeing this, Yu Wenxiong bellowed with laughter, ”To exchange blows with me, let’s see if your body can withstand it.”

After speaking, he too punched towards the Beast Arm. The two fists connected, and then... boom!

The explosive force fiercely erupted.

The next moment, Yu Wenxiong’s eyes widened, his body unbelievably frozen in place for a split second before he was shot out like a cannonball, slamming heavily into the barrier of the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena.

With a retching sound, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

At the same time, the arm that had exchanged blows with the Beast Arm hung down, numb to the point where he couldn’t lift it for a moment.

Unable to comprehend, Yu Wenxiong looked up and roared, ”What’s the deal with that arm of yours, what the hell is it?”

Of course, Sikong Jing wouldn’t answer, instead replying with a cold sneer, ”Your fist, not as hard as mine.”

After speaking, Sikong Jing charged again...

In contrast, Yu Wenxiong didn’t dare get close to Sikong Jing anymore and immediately unleashed streams of Star Light from his sword.

Instantly, he formed a Xingluo Sword Net to enclose the other.

But Sikong Jing, having already activated his Spirit Platform Sea of Consciousness once again, found a weak spot in the sword net and tore through with the Beast Arm, continuing his assault. He was determined to come into close quarters with Yu Wenxiong, determined to blast his body apart.

At this moment, Sikong Jing was like a terrifying Fierce Beast, launching a furious barrage at Yu Wenxiong.

Surrounding the second Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena, Ning Jingjing led the 66th Army, each member’s fists tightly clenched, their expressions filled with excitement.

Commander Sikong, with the strength of the Extraordinary First Realm, was chasing Yu Wenxiong around and fighting!

On the other side, at the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace...

Attention had shifted away from Su Yuexi and Han Dingshuang, as everyone stared dumbfounded at the Heavenly Dao Illusion Mirror beside Pang Ruanyi, rubbing their eyes frantically... they looked completely shocked, as if they had seen a ghost.

Sikong Jing was actually chasing after Yu Wenxiong, could there be a problem with this Heavenly Dao Illusion Mirror?

Even the super genius Pang Ruanyi had her eyes wide open, and at this moment, she felt an icy chill throughout her body.

What Martial Arts Realm had Sikong Jing, the killer of her brother Pang Yingjiang, reached?

The Heavenly Dao Illusion Mirror she brought was only a semi-finished product, which could only display the scene of the battle, but not the sounds, and it couldn’t sense the Martial Arts Realm aura of Sikong Jing and Yu Wenxiong.

Therefore, everyone was guessing Sikong Jing’s Martial Arts Realm; could it be... that he had reached the Dao Inquiry Realm?

Impossible, how could there be someone so young in the Dao Inquiry Realm?

”Impossible, has Sikong Jing eaten some kind of Spirit Pill?”

Hidden in the shadows, Ren Dongmeng was also staring intently at the Heavenly Dao Illusion Realm, her smugness gone without a trace.

Because Sikong Jing, it seemed, could not be killed after all.

But how could he be so strong? The last time they met in the Northern Mountain, he was only in the Daoist Martial Fifth Realm.

It’s only been about a month since then, how could he possibly have reached the Dao Inquiry Realm so quickly?

Hua Lidian’s eyes were sparkling as he smiled and said, ”If I’m not mistaken, Sikong Jing is at most in the Extraordinary Third Realm.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Dongmeng coldly said, ”Impossible, there’s no such thing as an Extraordinary Realm with such strong combat power.”

Her voice was almost a shriek, furious and seething.

Hua Lidian couldn’t be bothered to explain, but he firmly believed in his judgment.

Sikong Jing was in the Extraordinary Third Realm; at most, he wouldn’t surpass the Extraordinary Fourth Realm. As for why he had such terrifying combat power?

Setting aside his peculiar Beast Arm for now, just by showing the initial signs of his Spirit Platform he could avoid Yu Wenxiong’s attacks; however, Hua Lidian wasn’t about to reveal anything about the Spirit Platform Initial Appearance for the time being.

He also had not informed anyone else yet.

What Hua Lidian still didn’t know was that Sikong Jing had completely developed his Spirit Platform Sea of Consciousness, not just its initial appearance.

Hua Lidian was recording rapidly on the Yellow Jade Stone, on one side Sikong Jing, on the other Su Yuexi...

On the streets of the Long Night Imperial City, Sikong Jing became more and more eager as he fought, saying coldly, ”Yu Wenxiong, why have you stopped fighting me up close? Aren’t you the Palace Master of the Long Night Xingluo Palace? What are you afraid of?”

Yu Wenxiong was being chased until his face was red with embarrassment.

Dammit, he just couldn’t understand why Sikong Jing, who was clearly only in the Extraordinary First Realm, could still dodge his sword light?

And how Sikong Jing could even clearly pinpoint the weaknesses in his sword?

What was even more incomprehensible was why Sikong Jing’s terrifying and fierce Beast Arm could be so powerful?

”Yu Wenxiong, you won’t be able to run long, the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena is your limit...”

”In the vast outside world, I definitely could not catch up with you, but here I can certainly capture your trajectory.”

With that, Sikong Jing suddenly appeared in front of Yu Wenxiong, who was frantically flashing around, and his Beast Arm unleashed a pitch-black Punching Force.

Wow...

Yu Wenxiong’s shoulder was heavily smashed, and with a scream, he flew out violently, then roared, ”Impossible, how can you see me?”

Sikong Jing sneered in reply, ”Didn’t I just say? The Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena is too small, and do you know what ’prediction’ means?”

Upon hearing this, Ning Jingjing and others around them had a light of understanding flash in their eyes.

Prediction is not about speed, but about making an advanced judgment.

This is a matter of combat experience, and as Sikong Jing, akin to a Divine General on the battlefield, his predictions were terrifyingly invincible.