Berserk God of War

Chapter 1281: Chapter 1281: Martial Battle Realm – Definitely Pretending

Sikong Jing’s voice was spoken without any concealment.

Instantly, it drew the attention of the nearby sect disciples, each of them stunned.

They finally saw Sikong Jing’s situation.

Someone asked in confusion, ”Wunian Saint Sect, what is going on here?”

Suddenly, the many women infusing True Qi into Sikong Jing turned dumbfounded, completely unprepared for the calm speech from the mysterious man being infused.

More importantly, he dared disregard the face of the Wunian Saint Sect and deliberately spoke loudly to attract attention.

Instantly, a Wunian female disciple hurriedly looked at Bi Xian, wondering whether to continue infusing.

Bi Xian’s face suddenly darkened.

She too did not expect that the man who just used face as an excuse had actually ignored face, but she quickly said viciously to those around, ”We are disciplining our disciple, what are you all looking at?”

Upon hearing this, the people around brightened up, disciplining disciples here seemed rather interesting.

In no time, everyone watched more joyfully.

Facing increasing gazes, Bi Xian’s face grew darker.

But she didn’t want to retreat; she was a genius disciple of the Sect Master Lineage and absolutely couldn’t let this inexplicable man control her.

Thus, she said icily, ”Man, no matter which lineage you belong to, Mieqing Venerable only asked me to mark someone, but I haven’t marked you or known you...”

”So you don’t have the right to appear here now.”

”I discipline you fairly, even if Mieqing Venerable knows afterward, he won’t blame me, so... teach him a lesson, let him know what deep-seated pain is.”

Following Bi Xian’s words, the Wunian female disciples no longer hesitated and immediately forced True Qi to Sikong Jing’s bones.

Crack, crack...

In an instant, Sikong Jing’s skin transformed into frost.

Suddenly he turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture, only his face remained unchanged, unfrozen by frost.

At this moment, Bi Xian sneered coldly, ”How do you feel now, will you speak or not?”

Her expression reached an extreme of cruelty, yet suddenly doubt arose in her heart, why did the man show no sign of expression change?

Shouldn’t he be in immense pain?

The next moment, Sikong Jing calmly replied, ”So, you aren’t that strong after all? I thought the ones bullying my Changqing Lineage were so formidable, now... reap the bitter fruit!”

With those words, Sikong Jing’s whole body cracked and shattered the frost enveloping him in an instant.

Afterward, a bizarre scene unfolded...

Only to see the shattering frost on Sikong Jing suddenly transform into an ice flow, turning toward the Wunian female disciples pointing at him, and the crackling sound rang again.

But this time, it didn’t come from Sikong Jing; it emanated from the women, frost creeping up their fingers.

Each one’s expression wildly changed, the next moment, they exclaimed in shock.

”What’s this thing?”

”Darn thing, crumble!”

”Can’t break it? Why can’t I shatter this man’s frost, it seems like my own power though.”

As the women cried out, the frost continued to spread on their bodies, from fingers to arms, then all over, they frantically maneuvered True Qi to shatter Sikong Jing’s ice flow.

But it just wouldn’t shatter, they had no way to do it.

”Ah, my bones hurt terribly.”

”It’s killing me... quick, get it out of my body.”

One by one, the Wunian female disciples wailed from the frost’s entry into their bodies, and they finally realized to retract the fingers pointing at Sikong Jing, but the next moment they discovered they couldn’t withdraw them.

They seemed to see the meridians inside the man’s body stretch out, tightly entangling their fingers.

Or rather, the man’s meridians had tied their finger’s meridians in a knot.

”What’s going on? Why is this happening?”

Among them, even a Wunian female disciple with a realm reaching Spirit Movement Realm followed suit in screaming frantically, not just her bones but her whole body’s meridians felt ripping pain, a pain tearing a heart apart.

And regardless of their screams, Sikong Jing remained unmoved, these are merely a small interest for bullying his sister.

Such horrifying screams naturally echoed throughout the entire venue.

So, naturally, more people diverted their gaze from the Battle Light Shield to focus on Sikong Jing and the women.

They looked at each other puzzled, still, many didn’t quite understand what the Wunian Sect is up to.

However, someone soon opened up to explain: ”This stranger, don’t know who he is, seems to be a male disciple of the Wunian Sect, Bi Xian said to discipline him, and now it seems he retaliated?”

The explainers were naturally those near the Wunian Sect, who overheard Bi Xian and Sikong Jing’s exchange.

But even with this explanation, the venue’s crowd still couldn’t make sense of the situation.

And at this time, Bi Xian finally reacted, angrily shouting, ”Stop!”

As soon as the words fell, her terrifying True Qi exploded...

She was at the Spirit Movement Realm peak, like Bi Zhen, but she was a seventh-grade War Body, far surpassing Bi Zhen.

In an instant, she charged at Sikong Jing’s face with a terrifying palm.

In response, Sikong Jing’s eyes chilled slightly, simultaneously also swinging a palm, pure Absolute Night Wolf King Power emanating, the two palms clashing fiercely.

The next moment... Ahhhhh!

The Wunian female disciples who had been pulled by Sikong Jing finally broke free, but they bore the terrifying force from Bi Xian and Sikong Jing’s clash, scattering and flying out.

Screaming, each crashing heavily to the ground.

But no one paid attention to them, for Bi Xian and Sikong Jing still faced off, palms pressing against palms, terrifying frost power rubbing madly between them, immediately surpassing the battle within the Light Shield between Sikong Ling and Lu Shan.

At this moment, it finally drew the venue’s crowd’s complete attention...

Each astonished greatly...

The strongest disciple of Beiming Hanshan couldn’t help but stand up, saying, ”Such powerful Supreme Forget Love Power, who is this man?”

Everyone knew Bi Xian was terrifying, so their attention nearly entirely fell on Sikong Jing, precisely because of Bi Xian’s terror, highlighting Sikong Jing’s fearsome power during the clash.

This intrigued the disciples of Beiming Hanshan and all other major forces.

However, Lu Shan still fought Sikong Ling, so no one onsite could answer this question.

Back then, Cold Soul Old Ghost brought only Lu Shan as a core disciple to the Wunian Fox Gate Manor, so this time the other Beiming Hanshan disciples naturally wouldn’t know who Sikong Jing was.

Elsewhere, the strongest disciple of Lan Lake Holy Hall wondered aloud, ”Strange, how is this Wunian male disciple just at Martial Combat Realm?”

Beside him, another top force’s strongest disciple exclaimed in astonishment, ”Impossible right? Must be disguised? To withstand Bi Xian’s palm, how could he be merely a low-level Martial Combat Realm?”