Berserk God of War

Capítulo 1142: Chapter 1142: I, the Wolf King

Opposite, Sikong Jing still stood proudly on the hilt of the saber.

He slowly tossed away the bamboo hat from his head, grasped his sword, and shouted, “Coincidentally, I also have many questions to ask you, and you should also feel… my True Qi of the Third Realm of Martial Combat!”

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing’s True Qi burst forth from his body, instantly entering the Third Realm of Martial Combat.

Indeed, during the battle with the Three Beauties amidst the sword radiance, Sikong Jing’s meridian of the Emperor Martial Stage Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon also fully closed. After constructing the second meridian of the Emperor Martial Stage, Sikong Jing broke through once again.

From the Second Realm of Martial Combat to the Third Realm of Martial Combat, his entire body’s True Qi surged once more.

Upon seeing this, the Three Beauties coldly and expressionlessly sneered, “I’m not some trash from Mochen Courtyard; your Second Realm and Third Realm of Martial Combat make no difference to me.”

Staring at the sky-covering ice-colored dragonflies coming towards him, Sikong Jing replied indifferently, “Is that so? Underestimating the enemy is not a good thing.”

With those words, Sikong Jing suddenly stepped forward.

Leaping from the hilt towards the sky-flooding ice-colored dragonflies, unexpectedly retrieving his Ultimate Spiritual Weapon Sword, then turning his hand and shouting, “Saber!”

Buzz!

The war saber embedded in the earth instantly soared, landing straight into Sikong Jing’s hand.

The next moment, Sikong Jing stood alone before the sky-flooding ice-colored dragonflies, softly saying, “You don’t want to kill me; you just want to know why I can use your Supreme Forget Love’s power.”

“And now I will tell you, I am not Wang Qing… Absolute Night, Ice Dance Blade!”

As the words fell, the white sword radiance on the saber shot up to the sky, slashing viciously at the sky-covering ice-colored dragonflies.

A slash cleaved the heavens in a line.

Then Sikong Jing clearly saw the Three Beauties standing out of nowhere behind the ice-colored dragonflies. Abruptly, he threw down the war saber again, then gently raised his hands, shouting, “Beast Skill: Absolute Night Wolf Teeth!”

Awoo…

As if in a dream, Sikong Jing let out a wolf howl.

His whole body’s True Qi radiated out, transforming into a white Demon Wolf, pouncing fiercely at the Three Beauties behind the sky-covering ice-colored dragonflies.

Seeing this scene, the expression of the Three Beauties solidified and she said, “Absolute Night Demon Wolf.”

As a cultivator of the Supreme Forget Love Technique, as a core disciple of the Wunian Saint Sect, the Three Beauties could not be unaware of the existence of Absolute Night Demon Wolf, for there was more than one Absolute Night Demon Wolf within the Wunian Saint Sect…

They were not just some Sect Masters from small places like Mo Ci in the East Plain Northern Land; they certainly knew the origins of the “Supreme Forget Love Technique.”

They had always been studying the Absolute Night Demon Wolf, wanting to continue enhancing the Supreme Forget Love Power.

And now Sikong Jing was like a terrifying Absolute Night Demon Wolf.

While slaughtering, Sikong Jing coldly replied, “Yes, I am not your Wunian Saint Sect’s Supreme Forget Love, I am just an Absolute Night Wolf King, I should be the ancestor of your Supreme Forget Love Technique.”

In a certain sense, the Absolute Night Wolf King was indeed the ancestor of the Supreme Forget Love Technique.

But upon hearing these words, the Three Beauties coldly sneered…

“So that’s it, a different form of power derived from the Absolute Night Demon Wolf?”

“No wonder it’s so similar to my ‘Supreme Forget Love Technique.’

“However, claiming to be the Wolf King is laughable, there are almost no Wolf Kings in this world, and even if there were, it wouldn’t be you.”

Demon Wolves are just Demon Wolves, while a Wolf King is a King of Wolves; the gap between the two is enormous.

There are many Demon Wolves, but a Wolf King is the king among wolves, and Sikong Jing is even less likely to be a Wolf King. The Absolute Night Demon Wolf power he used cannot possibly have been derived from a Wolf King.

Sikong Jing did not explain, but as if transformed into the Wolf King, he pounced at the Three Beauties and said, “Whether it is or isn’t, we’ll know after the battle.”

The Three Beauties coldly laughed back, “I changed my mind; since I already know your Supreme Forget Love isn’t Forget Love, keeping you is useless, I will kill you.”

With that, she drew her sword, and the ice-colored dragonflies buzzed, pouncing at Sikong Jing.

“Really? But I still haven’t changed my mind; I still have many questions to ask you.” Sikong Jing shouted lowly, and a wolf claw tore through the ice-colored dragonflies, pressing straight against the head of the Three Beauties…

In an instant, the Three Beauties dodged quickly.

Whoosh… Several huge wolf claw marks appeared instantly on the hillside.

At this moment, within Sikong Jing’s body, the Absolute Night Wolf King Meridian that he newly understood while saving Weng Yinko also began to crawl, and those places he couldn’t understand before began to make sense.

Because the surrounding Supreme Forget Love Power provided him with nourishment.

Why suddenly change weapons, why suddenly use the Absolute Night Wolf King’s power.

Precisely because, since the meridian of the Emperor Martial Stage Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon was already constructed, then start with the Absolute Night Wolf King’s, if another realm could be broken through, naturally, it would be best. If not, continually becoming stronger would also be possible.

Do not forget, the Third Realm of Martial Combat and others also have nine smaller layers!

Sikong Jing wanted to break through one layer after another, at least reaching the peak of the Third Realm of Martial Combat… Kill, kill, kill!

Meanwhile, behind a rock halfway up the mountain.

Ah Xie and Ah Xiang peered through the crevices of the rock, staring intently at the battle below the mountaintop.

What they saw now was an ice-colored Demon Wolf of various sizes slaughtering, sometimes with massive True Qi erupted from the Demon Wolf, sometimes the True Qi shrank, sometimes the Demon Wolf turned into a human to unleash sword radiance.

On the other side, ice-colored dragonflies danced all over the sky, surrounding that so-called Demon Wolf like locusts.

“Sikong Genius and the disciple of the Wunian Saint Sect are evenly matched, Sikong Genius seems to have transformed into a Demon Wolf in the attack.”

Ah Xie’s voice was low, but it trembled with enthusiasm.

Ah Xiang swallowed and replied, “The disciple of the Wunian Saint Sect is indeed terrifying. If Sikong Genius cannot win, I fear Miss Weng Ting and she won’t be able to win either.”

“Must win, definitely must win.”

Ah Xie said with bloodshot eyes, “Otherwise, our Weng Family and several external aids from the East Dominator will all die, not one will survive.”

Instantly, Ah Xiang nodded heavily, holding the hammer in her hand tightly without speaking.

She clearly understood that only if Sikong Jing won this battle could there be a chance for a fight in the future, otherwise, the Wunian Saint Sect’s five geniuses at the peak of the Spiritual Battle Fifth Realm, Miss Weng and others stood no chance at all.

The fight continued, time flowed incessantly…

In the blink of an eye, a whole day had passed.

The terrifying battle below the mountaintop had also been going on for an entire day and night, and Ah Xie and Ah Xiang could occasionally glimpse Sikong Jing and the Three Beauties through the cracks, but now both of them had turned completely blood-colored.

The two in the duel hadn’t spoken a word for a day and a night; they just fought and battled!

For Ah Xie and Ah Xiang, it was a terrifying ordeal, almost dehydrating them from tension.

Finally, another half day passed…

Sikong Jing suddenly retracted the wolf shadow, landing back on the saber hilt and said, “Three Beauties, right? You seem more severely injured than I am, and I have reached the peak of the Third Realm of Martial Combat.”

“Within an hour, I’ll take you down.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing leaped up, drawing the war saber again, and shouted in a low voice, “Absolute Night Ice Dance…”

The sky-dancing frost transformed into shadows of Absolute Night Wolf Kings, completely surrounding the Three Beauties.

Sikong Jing’s eyes glimmered fiercely, “Kill!”