Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 640 - 641: If We Must Fight, Then Fight

Chapter 640: Chapter 641: If We Must Fight, Then Fight

"I won’t need tea, Elder Bing Li," he said slowly, "The purpose of my visit should be clear to Elder Bing Li."

Sikong Jingsheng looked at Elder Bing Li and slowly spoke.

"My grandson, Sikong Hong, has long admired Elder Bing Li’s disciple, and I am here today precisely to propose a marriage for him."

"The Sikong family may not be a vast entity, but we are still a martial arts family of the northern domain. My grandson is young but accomplished. He has already survived the great ordeal of life and death and is ranked on the list of northern domain’s hundred great talents. Coming here to propose can hardly be considered burying your disciple’s prospects."

"The matter of marriage proposal, my disciple already refused it before, didn’t she?"

Elder Bing Li spoke indifferently.

"It troubles Brother Sikong to make a trip here in person for this, but let’s leave this matter be."

"Is that so? Then please give me a reason, Elder Bing Li,"

Sikong Jingsheng said coldly.

"The Sikong family may not be the Beimang Academy, but we still have some clout. Such a rejection should at least come with a convincing reason."

"A reason? What reason do you need? Han Yueli is my wife. How dare you propose marriage to her?"

Before Elder Bing Li could speak, Chu Fengmian suddenly interjected.

"I was only away for a short while, and someone who doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth dares to propose? Get lost, or none of you will leave here alive!"

Chu Fengmian’s words were the height of arrogance, boldly spoken even in the face of Sikong Jingsheng, the patriarch of the Sikong family.

"You, junior, you..."

Hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, Elder Bing Li’s face changed dramatically.

She had wanted to find a reason to diffuse the situation, but Chu Fengmian spoke so directly, leaving no room for face-saving.

The Sikong family was an extremely large martial arts family, and Sikong Jingsheng standing before them was its patriarch. He was just a step away from stepping up to the Life and Death Platform.

For a junior to speak to someone like Sikong Jingsheng like this was preposterously arrogant.

"Boy, how presumptuous! This is not a place where you can spout nonsense!"

Sikong Jingsheng’s face changed abruptly.

In his status, when had a junior ever rebuked him like this? If it weren’t for Elder Bing Li being present, he would have wanted to obliterate Chu Fengmian the moment he spoke.

"Elder Bing Li? Is this boy Han Yueli’s husband? He’s just a madman, utterly arrogant. Someone like him remaining in the Beimang Academy is just a calamity,"

Sikong Jingsheng said coldly.

"Today, I will discipline him for stirring up trouble between our Sikong family and Beimang Academy!"

As Sikong Jingsheng spoke, his Spiritual Power burst out.

"How dare you!"

Standing next to Chu Fengmian, Han Yueli’s face turned ice-cold when she saw Sikong Jingsheng make a move.

The chilling aura emanating from her surged towards Sikong Jingsheng.

Now, with Han Yueli exerting her full strength, her power was vaguely on par with Sikong Jingsheng’s.

The two powers clashed and held each other at bay in the air.

"Boy, you are Han Yueli’s husband? What? Do you only know how to hide behind a woman?"

During the standoff, Sikong Hong suddenly spoke up.

"Young man, do you dare to battle with me? If you lose, you will leave Han Yueli forever and never appear before her again!"

"Fight you?"

Chu Fengmian glanced at Sikong Hong and sneered.

"You’re not worthy!"

Sikong Hong’s strength was not bad, but it was at most on par with Lu Que of the Lu family.

Lu Que had no chance of retaliating in front of Chu Fengmian, and Sikong Hong was the same.

"Not worthy?"

Sikong Hong, upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, laughed instead of getting angry, his face showing scoffing contempt.

"Scared? Just say if you’re afraid. A coward who doesn’t even dare to fight has the right to be Han Yueli’s husband?"

In Sikong Hong’s ears, Chu Fengmian’s words sounded like he was afraid and unwilling to battle him.

Sikong Hong was a prodigy of his generation, with the ability to fight across realms and nearly invincible in his league, seldom defeated.

But now, his realm had reached the second level of the Life and Death Stage and surpassed the great ordeal, while Chu Fengmian was at the limit of Divine Power, having not even passed through the great ordeal.

The gap in their realms could not be bridged.

Intent on provoking a duel with Chu Fengmian, Sikong Hong taunted.

"Boy, if you are a man, come out and fight me. If you win, my life is yours to take, how about it?"

"Not dare? Scared?"

Chu Fengmian’s face revealed a cold smirk. He, Chu Fengmian, had never been afraid of anything.

Especially upon hearing Sikong Hong’s last sentence, the corner of Chu Fengmian’s mouth twisted into a sinister sneer.

"Under my control? I don’t care about your life, Sikong. But if you lose later, kneel on this peak for seven days and nights. That will serve as a lesson to those worthless wastes."

"Arrogant words from a mere seed disciple, one not even ranked on the list of the hundred great talents of the northern domain, you dare to challenge me? Today I will discipline you and make you leave Han Yueli, to avoid more trouble! Die!"

Upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, Sikong Hong’s face erupted with fury, like a crazed lion.

With a long howl, the Sword Edge in Sikong Hong’s hand moved.

The Sikong family, a martial arts lineage specializing in Sword Dao, made Sikong Hong a formidable Sword Cultivator.

His Sword Intent seemed to merge with his anger, forming an enraged strike, violently rushing towards Chu Fengmian.

This strike was a decisive kill. Sikong Hong showed no restraint, using his full strength.

Although it was a duel, in Sikong Hong’s eyes, it was better to slay Chu Fengmian directly and eliminate future troubles.

His sword contained endless killing intent, intent on delivering a fatal blow.

In the same realm, hardly any martial artist could withstand Sikong Hong’s swords.

The Sikong family, a martial arts lineage, bestowed upon Sikong Hong a swordsmanship far stronger than most, as the Sword Light flashed.

The mysteries of this sword strike were now on a level not much lower than many an elder master of Sword Dao.