Berserk God of War

Capítulo 1609: Chapter 1609: Master or Disciple?

What?

The expression of everyone present froze, with almost all of them sporting a question mark on their foreheads. What did the War Demon Tiger just say?

At this moment, the eyes of the War Demon Tiger grew more resolute, as it forcefully addressed Sikong Jing again: “I am willing to submit to you!”

This time, everyone heard it clearly, and pairs of eyes almost simultaneously bulged out.

Even Bai Xiaojin and Duanmu Chun were immediately dumbfounded.

They stared with open mouths at the scene inside the barrier, unable to believe their ears. How could one moment the creature be proud and unyielding, and the next moment bow down directly?

What a joke!

Is there some kind of confusing enchantment in this black-clad youth’s eyes?

Meanwhile, the heart of the War Demon Tiger roared: What a joke! How can this human in front of me be a demon beast, and a King Level Bloodline User at that? I couldn’t resist at all.

I actually submitted to him. My bloodline tells me I am inherently supposed to submit to him.

Although Sikong Jing’s realm is not as high as the War Demon Tiger’s right now, his combat power and spiritual shadow are enough, so of course he can suppress bloodlines.

With a slight smile, Sikong Jing slowly retracted that trace of Master of Ten Thousand Beasts aura and said: “Alright, I’ll heal you now.”

Saying that, Sikong Jing approached and injected True Qi into the War Demon Tiger’s body.

Instantly, it repaired its entire meridian…

Having settled that, he looked at the insidious Overlord Steward, asked indifferently: “Now, can you open the barrier?”

The steward’s entire body trembled slightly. He realized that this time he had really hit a tough spot.

Although it was Nan Hedun’s idea, if the black-clad youth in front of him has a strong background, he could easily crush a small steward like him, so he dared not mess around any further and promptly unlocked the barrier.

Sikong Jing was lazy to argue with him, knowing that Duanmu Chun would naturally report what happened here later.

Thus, he casually asked again: “How much for this Double-Horned Demon Tiger?”

Once these words were spoken, the steward quickly replied with a set price, not daring to say more, and Sikong Jing purchased it without hesitation.

Having killed so many Venerables when he became demonized in Wanbing City, money was certainly not a problem for him.

After paying, Sikong Jing returned to the side of the War Demon Tiger and said: “Get up, we’re leaving.”

The War Demon Tiger, originally irritable and proud, dared not resist at all and got up like a little dog, following Sikong Jing.

This scene rendered the onlookers dumbstruck.

The demon beast that hadn’t been sold for half a year was now so obedient; who exactly was this black-clad youth?

Sikong Jing ignored the crowd’s gaze and walked in Duanmu Chun’s direction.

As for Bai Xiaojin, it would be handled by the latter afterward.

Moreover, Sikong Jing also noticed that Nan Hedun was nowhere to be found; he probably squeezed out of the crowd although even if he were on-site, Sikong Jing would still not care unless he jumped out to cause trouble again.

In his view, Nan Hedun was nothing more than the grandson of Nanfeng Tianjue, and besides this identity, there was nothing significant about him.

Suddenly, Bai Xiaojin’s voice came from behind: “Wait a minute, brother in black.”

Obviously, Bai Xiaojin thought Sikong Jing was about to leave, so she hurriedly rushed out.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing paused slightly, turned back, and saw Bai Xiaojin already trotting over with a big hammer while Leng Sha behind her failed to hold her back no matter what.

Ultimately, Leng Sha could only follow with an ashen face.

Sikong Jing smiled slightly and asked: “Lady Bai, aren’t you planning to slip away?”

He was a bit puzzled; didn’t Bai Xiaojin just say she encountered an old acquaintaince and wanted to sneak away?

Hearing this, Bai Xiaojin shivered all over. She was so eager for Sikong Jing’s War Demon Hammer that she forgot about Duanmu Chun’s presence and was now about to run into him.

She already saw Duanmu Chun walking out from the crowd with a grim face, quite close indeed.

She couldn’t pretend she didn’t see him. Bai Xiaojin could only look away from Sikong Jing and fabricated: “Uncle Duanmu, you’re here?”

Sikong Jing was slightly startled, then suddenly realized.

Based on Bai Xiaojin’s facial expression, it was clear that the old acquaintance she mentioned was none other than Duanmu Chun.

Duanmu Chun’s mouth twitched slightly…

He approached Sikong Jing and said coolly: “Xiaojin, you were simply causing trouble.”

“If it weren’t for Ajing, you’d have fallen into Nan Hedun’s trap. When will you let your father worry less about you?”

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaojin’s face turned unpleasant, showing an annoyed expression.

But then she reacted, suddenly looking towards Sikong Jing: “Brother in black, are you with Uncle Duanmu?”

Sikong Jing naturally nodded to confirm, with some bewilderment in his eyes.

Seeing this, Bai Xiaojin’s eyes brightened up again, and she laughed as she approached: “Turns out you are Uncle Duanmu’s friend; that makes things easier. Can you pass on the hammer skill you just showed to me?”

The words left Sikong Jing stunned.

And Duanmu Chun’s face suddenly darkened. Bai Xiaojin had instantly forgotten his rebuke, it was infuriating.

At this moment, Sikong Jing regained his senses and looked at Duanmu Chun.

Passing on the War Demon Hammer to her was not a problem, given she was Bai Hu Venerable’s daughter.

When it comes to Combat Skills, Sikong Jing never hesitated to pass them on to his own people, but one needed the approval of their elders for such matters, right?

However, Duanmu Chun stared at Bai Xiaojin and reprimanded: “Xiaojin, do you know how powerful Ajing’s hammer skill was just now? It’s disrespectful to ask for a Martial Skill upon first meeting someone. Didn’t you know you must formally acknowledge a master for learning Martial Skills?”

He was genuinely angry; how could one ask for Martial Skills upon first encounter? It was incredibly impolite.

Furthermore, having seen Sikong Jing’s hammer skill earlier, it was surely an extraordinarily powerful Martial Arts technique; such things are not something to be taught without due consideration.

What’s more important, the entire Batian Bai Family was against Bai Xiaojin using a hammer. How could a girl use a heavy hammer, what image does that present?

Sadly, as soon as Duanmu Chun finished his words, Bai Xiaojin’s eyes lit up even more.

“Become a disciple?”

Bai Xiaojin suddenly smacked her forehead, and then exclaims in delight: “Why didn’t I think of that? Uncle Duanmu is indeed brilliant.”

After saying this, she didn’t wait for Duanmu Chun to react and without hesitation, knelt before Sikong Jing and said: “With Master above, please accept this apprentice’s bow, please teach me your hammer skill.”

This scene left Duanmu Chun dumbstruck.

He then pointed trembling fingers at her, if he were Bai Xiaojin’s father he probably would have spewed blood.

The face behind him, Leng Sha, also turned green and red alternately.

And Sikong Jing was also at a loss for words, looking at Duanmu Chun again, not knowing what to say.

Bai Xiaojin’s antics were simply beyond anyone’s imagination.

“Ridiculous, absolutely ludicrous, get up quickly.”

“Who does such a thing, start worshipping a master on a whim, don’t you see what age Ajing is?”

Duanmu Chun was about to explode in anger, scolding Bai Xiaojin mercilessly…

Yet Bai Xiaojin remained completely unfazed.

She replied firmly: “Uncle Duanmu, it was your own words after all, wanting someone to pass their Martial Skill naturally requires becoming a disciple, besides age isn’t an issue, Martial Arts respects mastery after all.”