Berserk God of War

Capítulo 1310: Chapter 1310: What Kind of War Body Do You Want?

Facing the enraged Mieqing Venerable…

Han Dong Venerable revealed a faint cold light and said, “Mieqing, even now you want to deny it? Tell me, what is your relationship with Qi Wuji, or what connection do you have with Xiu Hanzi?”

Upon hearing this, Mieqing Venerable’s eyes bulged, roaring, “Han Dong, what nonsense are you spouting, you old beast?”

To think that without further slander, Han Dong Venerable directly labeled Mieqing Venerable as a remnant of Su Old Demon’s faction.

However, considering the relationship between Beiming Hanshan and the Wunian Saint Sect, this was all too common.

Pei Yufeng couldn’t help but laugh smugly again,

The scene before him was exactly the effect he desired—to crush the old and young of the Wunian Saint Sect to death. Hence, he glanced at Sikong Jing with a continuous cold sneer, “You little demon, do you have anything else to say?”

Before Sikong Jing could speak, Wen Luo exclaimed first, “Why does being a non-combatant mean being a demon?”

Pei Yufeng glanced lightly at Wen Luo, shrugged with a cheeky grin, and said, “Being too powerful without a War Body makes one a demon, I say… My Qianwang Holy Tower says so, and no one can refute it.”

His words were insufferable, naturally receiving the approval of several Venerables.

But just when Pei Yufeng was laughing maniacally, Sikong Jing finally asked, “What kind of War Body do you want?”

At this moment, Sikong Jing had finally adjusted his internal state, and although his True Qi was still in turmoil, he could temporarily speak calmly, his expression as serene as ever.

With Sikong Jing’s words, both the Wunian Saint Sect and others were momentarily stunned.

Pei Yufeng even failed to react, directly questioning in anger, “Little demon, what are you talking about?”

“I’m asking you, what War Body do you want?”

Sikong Jing calmly retorted, “Or rather, what War Body do you want me to be?”

Everyone’s minds went blank immediately, even Mieqing Venerable had a face full of questions.

Because they still couldn’t understand…

At this point, the Ice King Sect Master couldn’t help but say, “Little demon, are you so scared that you’ve gone mad, unable to speak clearly?”

Boom…

In an instant, Sikong Jing’s entire body erupted with booming sounds, and frost slowly condensed on his skin, emitting a terrifying aura of icy bloodline, unmistakably the aura of… a War Body!

Immediately, the entire crowd was dumbfounded, everything fell into a new silence.

Wen Luo, who was previously filled with grief and indignation, widened her eyes, Mieqing Venerable, originally furious, gaped, Sikong Ling was somewhat dazed, and the Ice King Sect Master was even more flabbergasted…

This little beast, little miscellaneous, little demon, had actually burst out with a War Body on the spot?

And Pei Yufeng’s smile froze, his mouth agape with disbelief in his eyes.

At this moment, the Venerables surrounding Mieqing Venerable looked at each other, unable to react, only Mieqing Venerable’s old friend couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, “Frost War Body, seventh-grade!”

These words finally broke the surrounding silence.

Wen Luo, Renyou, and others finally reacted, their faces filled with ecstatic joy.

So, Junior Brother Sikong is a War Body after all.

Previously, it clearly wasn’t the case; both Yin Henzi and Fox Sect Master were sure he wasn’t. Why did he suddenly become a War Body…? Such doubts flashed through their minds, but they soon dismissed them.

In any case, as long as Junior Brother Sikong is a War Body, all accusations will dissipate like smoke.

Now, Pei Yufeng is using non-combatant status to label Junior Brother Sikong as a demon, even using it as an excuse to claim he intentionally informed Master Wuji, and Junior Brother Sikong’s eruption with a War Body is the most powerful rebuttal.

However… Boom!

Sikong Jing said nothing, his frost transformed into billowing cold smoke.

Instantly, everyone’s gaze was frozen again, this time the Ice King Sect Master couldn’t help but shout, “Cold Smoke War Body, seventh-grade!”

Everyone was bewildered, a dual War Body?

Howl…

But it wasn’t over yet, Sikong Jing’s skin changed again, the cold smoke contracted into swirling blue light, like fierce wolves constantly moving across Sikong Jing’s skin…

This time, even Mieqing Venerable widened his eyes and shouted, “Absolute Night Demon Wolf Battle Body, eighth-grade!”

Upon hearing this, even the distant Absolute Night Demon Wolf widened its eyes, unable to help but focus intently.

The next moment, Sikong Jing’s skin transformed again, the Absolute Night Demon Wolf became something resembling bees that flickered all over his body, causing Han Dong Venerable to retreat a few steps, shouting, “Shadow Bee War Body, eighth-grade!”

Four Combat Body Attributes in total, what a joke!

Everyone now understood what Sikong Jing meant just now, he was asking Pei Yufeng what War Body he wanted him to burst out with.

Because he had many, many war bodies…

And it wasn’t over yet, suddenly all the cold bees transformed again and again, becoming the Absolute Night Demon Wolf once more, but this time, it was completely different… Or the same, yet somehow not the same.

The distant Absolute Night Demon Wolf couldn’t help but flash fiercely, staring intently at Sikong Jing, saying, “Absolute Night King Battle Body, ninth-grade!”

Its large wolf eyes stared, dumbfounded.

This was the aura of their Wolf King, unmistakably, and even a ninth-grade existence.

The entire scene was silent, reaching an ultimate stillness…

Until Sikong Jing retracted all the War Body auras flowing over him into his body, then looked faintly at Pei Yufeng and asked, “Once more I ask, Young Master Pei, what War Body do you want me to be?”

Pei Yufeng was completely dumbfounded, no longer having an ounce of his previous smugness, his head buzzing continuously.

His mind echoed only with roars: Impossible, impossible!

“Or let me ask again, your Qianwang Holy Tower says a non-combatant is a demon, and no one can refute it.”

“So, for someone like me, how would you define it?”

Sikong Jing’s voice was calm as he coldly smiled, seemingly crushing Pei Yufeng’s spirit.

And his question… multiple War Bodies, erupting one after another, with one being a terrifying ninth-grade existence.

How should this be defined? It’s completely unknown because it seemingly has never been heard of.

No one could speak, those who talked so merrily just moments ago were now completely at a loss, and Sikong Jing, who hadn’t said a word before, became the only one who could speak.

“Pei Yufeng, go back and ask your father, Pei Kuang, how should someone like me be defined?”

“Perhaps Lord Pei would still put the label of demon on me, but not now, you do not have the right to define me.”

“Now… leave!”

The single word “leave” hit Pei Yufeng hard, making him stagger back several steps.

His entire face turned red to the extreme, believing himself to be a Heaven’s Chosen Son but appearing like useless mud in front of Sikong Buwang.

Because the other party was truly a ninth-grade and multiple War Body existence…

He thought the other party was a little demon, but it had now been completely proven otherwise.

He believed he could use an excuse to crush Mieqing Venerable, but now he had no excuse at all.