Berserk God of War

Still the same words, You Hushui just wants to conquer Fu Miaoling, this kind of mockery makes his mood explode even more.

To this, Fu Miaoling only replied: ”It’s nothing, just thought of something particularly funny.”

Of course she wouldn’t say it out loud; she was laughing at how You Hushui was fearless in his ignorance, how could the Demon Master Sikong take part in some Holy Son’s Companion Battle and fall in which round? If he’s not ridiculous, who is?

”You...”

You Hushui angrily pointed at Fu Miaoling, finally saying hatefully: ”This young master can’t be bothered with you right now. I’ll deal with this blind dog thing first, then teach you a lesson.”

Saying so, You Hushui looked again at Sikong Jing: ”I’ll count down from three...”

Before his words fell, Sikong Jing’s eyes fell on the Soldier Martial Field, calmly asking: ”The final showdown is about to begin, who do you think will be the winner of Fenglei City ultimately?”

The black-clad youth in everyone’s eyes seemed unaware of You Hushui’s threat, his attention still on the Soldier Martial Field.

Is he broad-minded, or ignorant?

Yet, as he spoke, including You Hushui, everyone’s gaze shifted to the interior of the Soldier Martial Field. At this moment, an elderly man wearing a golden Qianwang Holy Tower official robe suddenly floated into the field.

This elder, of course, was the winner of the last semifinal match.

Through the surrounding discussions just now, Sikong Jing knew this elder was Pei Kuang’s cousin, named Pei Du, a veteran top-level Emperor belonging to the Qianwang Holy Tower who had once been one of the Qianwang Ten Emperors.

Later, after losing to one of the Ten Emperors, he abdicated to make way for the worthy.

But most people knew very well that Pei Du only retired because of age; his strength was definitely terrifying.

Just as people were about to speculate whether Qu Hanming could defeat Pei Du, You Hushui’s furious voice rang out again...

”Dog thing, who the hell allowed you to change the subject now, do you want to bet with me?”

”Do you want to say, if you win this Fenglei showdown, I won’t have to kneel... I’m telling you, not a chance.”

As if he saw through Sikong Jing completely, You Hushui.

People around also suddenly realized, no wonder this black-clad youth was so composed, he surely wanted to use the final battle to bet and maneuver with Young Master You, thereby smoothly escaping.

At this time, a young woman beside mocked Sikong Jing: ”Dog thing, you underestimate Young Master You too much, how can your little scheme succeed, even if you want to bet, you have to kneel and kowtow first before betting.”

”That’s right, quickly kneel and kowtow.” Another young man laughed heartily.

You Hushui felt quite comfortable being flattered, continued to sinisterly laugh at Sikong Jing: ”Three...”

He started the countdown, he absolutely would not let Sikong Jing have any chance, some elders secretly sighed again, but dared not intervene anymore. Young Master You was soon to be by the Qianwang Saint Son’s side, after all.

However, the black-clad youth in everyone’s eyes still appeared as if he wasn’t bothered by his surroundings.

He gently said again: ”I think the final winner will definitely be someone else, won’t be Pei Du nor Qu Hanming.”

With these words, people around were again stunned, what does he mean?

Only Changqing Venerable’s eyes flashed coldly, while Fu Miaoling tightly clenched her fists, an inexplicable sense of tension in her heart...

After two breaths, You Hushui reacted and shouted again: ”Dog thing, what are you babbling about, are you trying to drag something surprising to stall for time? Sorry, there’s still no chance... Two!”

To this, people immediately felt Sikong Jing was bluffing to change the subject, perhaps dragging out the arrival of his elders.

But Sikong Jing said again: ”I think in Fenglei City, the one to become Fenglei Emperor should still be a strong figure with the Wind and Thunder Attribute.”

People were again a bit confused, what’s this black-clad youth talking nonsense about?

Feng Leibao was already dead, and his disciple didn’t qualify to become Fenglei Emperor yet, from where comes a Wind and Thunder Attribute strong figure?

You Hushui was even more infuriated by Sikong Jing’s indifferent disregard.

I’m here counting down, yet you don’t show a hint of anxiety, even if you’re pretending, it’s unacceptable.

Hence You Hushui suddenly shouted again: ”One... time’s up, now I’ll kick the little girl next to you.”

With those words fallen, You Hushui immediately rolled out from the Divine Shuttle Ship, instantly moving before Sikong Jing and Changqing Venerable, pointing at Sikong Jing and shouting: ”Kid, this little girl is going to die, blame your blind eyes.”

Hoo...

While saying this, You Hushui fiercely kicked towards Changqing Venerable, people around fiercely widened their eyes.

Many thought: You Hushui is simply too unscrupulous, even wanting to kill a little girl.

But... Puff!

Suddenly, in people’s eyes, the black-clad youth slowly extended his hand.

His hand effortlessly penetrated You Hushui’s True Qi, and nonchalantly grasped You Hushui’s neck.

In less than a blink, he lifted the latter into mid-air.

Everything completed in the blink of an eye, those bootlickers nearby hadn’t reacted yet, laughingly saying: ”Young Master You, fiercely kill this blind dog thi... huh?”

Midway through their words, they were dumbfounded.

Then whether sighing or gloating, all were dumbfounded.

Everyone’s minds were flashing: what happened, what’s going on, how is Young Master You being held?

Likewise, You Hushui, ready to kick Changqing Venerable flying, was also dumbfounded, he hadn’t reacted yet and was lifted into mid-air?

Am I dreaming or trapped in an illusion?

At this, Sikong Jing slightly raised his eyes to look at the bewildered You Hushui, indifferently said: ”Now, I’ll answer your previous question... Firstly, I didn’t partake in Pei Yusheng’s Holy Son’s Companion Battle.”

”I’m preparing to join the Qianwang Ten Emperor Battle.”

The voice fell lightly, without any waves, making the bewildered onlookers even more perplexed, what does that mean?

Sikong Jing continued: ”Just now Miss Fu laughed at you for being fearless in ignorance.”

Still no one reacted...

Sikong Jing continued further: ”The one destined to become Fenglei Emperor, won’t be Pei Du or Qu Hanming, but me.”

Pzzz...

With Sikong Jing’s words falling, lightning suddenly flickered around him, the lightning slipping into You Hushui’s body through Sikong Jing’s hand, instantly causing You Hushui to scream in agony.

Such screams, of course, immediately drew countless people’s attention, and instantly several Qianwang Strong Guards discovered and rushed over.

They shouted from afar: ”Who’s causing trouble?”

In an instant, several Qianwang Guards surrounded Sikong Jing, each with swirling True Qi forcing surrounding people aside, staring at Sikong Jing and You Hushui.

They recognized at a glance, You Hushui was the first in the Companion Martial Battle.

Quickly to Sikong Jing, they sternly shouted again: ”Who are you, daring to tackle our Saint Son’s companion martial?”

At the same time, more and more people noticed here, deeply surprised at who dared to act so boldly under these circumstances, even attacking Young Master You from the Holy Craftsman Mountain?

Sikong Jing slowly glanced at everyone, gently smiled: ”You can call me, Fenglei Emperor!”