Berserk God of War

62: Chapter 062: Beast Skill: Leopard Strike 62: Chapter 062: Beast Skill: Leopard Strike Lei Dong’s rage intensified, and he advanced towards Sikong Jing, long sword in hand.

“Once my sword has chopped off your head, let’s see if you dare to boast before King Yan.”

In an instant, the situation became as tense as a drawn bow.

“Everyone listen, surround Luo Ning and those two damned generals for me, kill anyone who dares to intervene,” Lei Dong commanded the masters of Thunder Wing Trading House as he moved forward.

“Wait a moment,” Luo Ning suddenly called out.

Lei Dong halted his steps and coldly asked, “Luo Ning, are you begging for mercy?”

“Hmph, this Bright Realm boy must die, and Qian Yubao belongs to us.

Even if you had two more at the Peak of the Dark Realm, it would be futile.”

The two at the Peak of the Dark Realm of course referred to Old Zhang and Ah Hu.

This time, the people Thunder Wing Trading House brought were very strong, absolutely overwhelming Luoshui Jade Line.

As for the two minor generals from Yunye City, the cultivation techniques they practiced were surely the weakest Yellow-grade, while he, Lei Dong, as the young master of Thunder Wing Trading House, practiced a Mid-level Xuan-grade cultivation technique.

At the same realm, taking on two at once was not a problem for him.

Not to mention that Luoshui Jade Line had just killed Qian Yubao; even if they hadn’t, Lei Dong had no intention of letting anyone but Luo Ning return alive from this duel.

Killing this boy who didn’t save his sister Lei Shuang, then slaughtering all the people of Luoshui Jade Line, and looting Qian Yubao.

That was Lei Dong’s current plan.

On the other side, Luo Ning took a deep breath and put on a serious face.

“Lei Dong, I don’t want to start an all-out war with Thunder Wing Trading House, so stop,” she said.

“If you rush in now, you’ll definitely die.

Even I couldn’t dissuade Young Master Sikong.”

What?

Luo Ning wasn’t pleading for her to spare the Sikong boy but was afraid that she would go to her death?

“After Young Master Sikong kills you, Thunder Wing Trading House and Luoshui Jade Line will go to war.

So, for your own life, for Thunder Wing Trading House, concede and retreat,” she said with earnest sincerity, recalling Lei Shuang at the station, who was killed by Sikong Jing in just this manner.

At that time, she simply couldn’t dissuade Sikong Jing!

And just as Luo Ning’s voice faded, the scene was completely silent.

Luo Ning was like an earnest advisor, seriously trying to persuade Lei Dong not to rush to his death.

But Lei Dong exploded, his entire mentality shattered.

“Luo Ning, you little bitch, are you humiliating me?” he roared furiously.

He was about to go mad with anger.

Luo Ning actually said he would be killed by a boy at the First Level of the Dark Realm?

It was like treating him as a fool.

“No, I’m telling the absolute truth,” Luo Ning still spoke very earnestly.

Lei Dong’s True Qi surged wildly as he bellowed, “You little bitch, I’ll show you what reality is right now.”

With that, he charged straight at Sikong Jing, seemingly unstoppable.

Luo Ning showed a bitter smile and quickly added, “Young Master Sikong, please don’t be too harsh, even sparing Lei Dong a breath would be appreciated.

I assure you, there won’t be any trouble after this.”

Since she couldn’t persuade Lei Dong, Luo Ning could only try to persuade Sikong Jing.

“I can,” Sikong Jing agreed to Luo Ning’s request, his tone calm.

However, Lei Dong’s nose was out of joint, and his sword light flashed mercilessly.

This was a Mid-level Xuan-grade sword skill.

Aside from Old Zhang and Ah Hu, no one present could withstand it.

But in Sikong Jing’s eyes, Lei Dong’s sword skills were slow.

While backed by the True Qi of the Dark Realm Peak, it was indeed enough to assassinate him, but he couldn’t land a hit as Sikong Jing easily dodged with a slight sidestep.

“Hmm?

Actually not too bad, but still going to die,” Lei Dong said, somewhat surprised, and casually stabbed again.

His sword seemed to form an impenetrable wall of Sword Shadows, encircling Sikong Jing, who suddenly appeared to be in great danger.

This scene made Luo Ning’s eyes narrow slightly, somewhat astonished.

“Cousin, Sikong Jing doesn’t seem as formidable as you thought; your earlier worries were superfluous.”

“He must have insights on killing demon beasts, but dealing with humans is quite average.”

Xiao Wu moved next to Luo Ning, speaking sinisterly.

Inwardly, he let out a sigh of relief.

He admitted that Sikong Jing was very fierce, but not fierce enough to defeat Lei Dong.

The gap between the Dark Realm Peak and the Dark Realm First Level was just too wide, too wide.

Luo Ning did not respond but watched the combatants nervously, wondering: Could it really be as Cousin said?

Old Zhang and Ah Hu exchanged glances, with Ah Hu saying, “Damn, those from the major forces are different, the Dark Realm Peak is enough to deal with both of us, and this petty criminal is in danger.”

Old Zhang also nodded, “Even if he’s in danger, he has enough to be proud of.”

To be able to hold out this long below the Dark Realm Peak at just the Dark Realm First Level, if he could survive, he would indeed have something to boast about.

However, they did not know that Sikong Jing, amidst the Sword Shadows, was pondering.

“The attacking method of the Qian Yubao clearly can inspire greater strength in me, transforming it into a Combat Skill suitable for human confrontation,” he thought.

When he had torn apart the Qian Yubao before, he had also been too much like a leopard, which looked quite bizarre.

More importantly, as a human, his power was not at one hundred percent.

“Since that’s the case, I might as well modify it now.”

Thinking this, Sikong Jing’s mind flashed through all the attacking methods of the Qian Yubao, and then continuously integrated them with his human form, finally lifting his head to say, “Lei Dong, face my Beast Skill: Leopard Strike!”

As soon as the words fell, his hands turned to claws.

“What Leopard Strike?

Do you think you have a chance to counterattack?”

Lei Dong had grown impatient from fighting; Sikong Jing was too elusive, so he decided to use his strongest Sword Skill.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing in front of him roared lowly, “Leopard Strike Five Consecutive Tears.”

He burst forth suddenly, and then with a clang, the first strike clamped Lei Dong’s sword, the second captured Lei Dong’s arm like a leopard’s claw, and with a tug, there was a bang as Lei Dong’s Protective True Qi was torn apart.

The third strike, like a tail swing, swept across Lei Dong’s waist.

The moment he was sent flying, Sikong Jing swiftly followed up with the fourth and fifth strikes, banging twice, sending Lei Dong flying like a broken kite, heavily crashing into a large tree, his body vertically hitting the ground.

Wow wow…

Several mouthfuls of fresh blood were spat out, and in a blink of an eye, Lei Dong was already in a state of near-death.

Rustle rustle…

The surrounding area was left with only the sound of the wind blowing fallen leaves, whether it was people from the two trading houses, or Old Zhang and Ah Hu, all had their eyes widened, mouths agape as if they could fit several eggs.

Sikong Jing had actually won?

What had just happened?

And Xiao Wu, after being stunned, felt like he was losing his mind, having just claimed that Sikong Jing was only average in dealing with humans.

Everything had changed too quickly, and Sikong Jing had won too cleanly and neatly, leaving everyone in a state of befuddlement.

“Young Master Lei!”

After a few breaths, the people from Thunder Wing Trading House finally reacted, rushing to Lei Dong’s side, checking his breath to confirm he was still alive, then hurrying to administer first aid.

When Lei Dong finally came to, he exclaimed, “I lost?

No, it’s not possible…

Ah!”

Awakening, Lei Dong let out a wild shout, unable to face the harsh reality.

But as he attempted to move, he triggered his injuries, enduring excruciating pain that nearly killed him.