Berserk God of War

Chapter 421: Chapter 421: Ten Claws Crushing

”Wooo wooo wooo...”

In the corner of Wenhua Hall, Baili Que couldn’t help but wail, for Third Young Master Lang’s move was too strong.

Sikong Jing was definitely not going to catch it!

But at that moment, it was as if a set of hook-like wings had suddenly sprung up around Sikong Jing; they were the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon Wings. Each hook, composed of True Qi, instantly caught the Sword Snake pouncing toward him.

Hiss...

As if the Sword Snake itself were hissing, it was clamped by the hooks. Then, with a great force, the Sword Snake was shattered!

Afterward, Sikong Jing said coldly, ”I’ll pass on experiencing it firsthand. Instead, you can demonstrate it for me... Black Refining Dark Hook Eighteen Claws!”

As he finished speaking, Sikong Jing immediately struck...

When he had first entered, he was observing if there were any powerful experts guarding Lang Yizhan, but now he had confirmed that there were none inside Wenhua Hall and none nearby either.

Lang Yizhan was so confident that he didn’t bring guards with him, so... time to finish him off!

Sikong Jing really wanted to know how strong an Inner Palace Student of the Main Academy was. He had killed Lei Zizhen of the Xuanjiang Realm with a single palm strike. So, as another from the Xuanjiang Realm, how many claws could Lang Yizhan endure from him?

At this moment, Baili Que’s spirit was greatly lifted as she muttered to herself, ”Eighteen claws?”

She had learned only Six Claw from Sikong Jing before, and in less than two months, Sikong Jing had actually created Eighteen Claws.

As a Martial Fool, Baili Que immediately forgot everything and stared intently at Sikong Jing making his move.

One could see his sharp claws already reaching in front of Lang Yizhan, followed by the first claw, the second claw, the third claw...

Sikong Jing didn’t give Lang Yizhan any time to catch his breath, just one overpowering claw after another.

Clang clang clang...

The sound of metal clashing continuously rang out within Wenhua Hall as the True Qi of the Xuanjiang Realm and Xuanhe Realm violently collided.

Sons of nobility and dancing maidservants alike were all shocked into retreat to the corners, staring at the battle in disbelief. They were mere dust compared to these two young men!

”Buzz...”

After the seventh claw, Lang Yizhan suddenly let out a muffled grunt. His Soft Sword was knocked away; his expression dramatically changed as he retreated, but before he could speak, Sikong Jing’s eighth claw had already torn through the air towards him.

A cold light flashed in Lang Yizhan’s eyes as a giant sword appeared, from which he cut out a massive sweep of sword light.

But Sikong Jing, with a cold smile, said, ”Changed your move, huh? I wonder how many claws your giant sword can take from me.”

Boom boom boom...

After just three claws, the giant sword in Lang Yizhan’s hand was sent flying too.

Then, without any intention of stopping, Sikong Jing’s Eleventh Claw charged towards Lang Yizhan, moving so quickly that those around couldn’t see clearly.

Corners of Lang Yizhan’s mouth, at some point, had started bleeding, his face alternating between pale and flushed...

Buzz!

Out of nowhere, his body flashed with a bronze light, and a giant bell suddenly enveloped him. At the same time, Sikong Jing’s Eleventh Claw smashed heavily onto the giant bell, emitting a resounding boom that echoed continuously.

Wenhua Hall trembled, and with a gagging sound, the young noblemen vomited blood in unison.

The force from the Black Refining Dark Hook Claw and the giant bell had caused them to suffer internal injuries. They stared at Sikong Jing in fear, and at this moment, he, too, stopped and fixed his gaze on Lang Yizhan inside the semi-transparent giant bell.

”A Xuantian Treasure, indeed worthy of the Wanbao Pavilion’s Third Young Master; you really do have money,” Sikong Jing remarked, instantly recognizing that the giant bell was a Xuantian Treasure.

And the moment Lang Yizhan brought out a Xuantian Treasure, he had already lost. He had managed to withstand only Sikong Jing’s ten claws.

Right now, Lang Yizhan’s eyes blazed with anger, his face an iron shade of blue.

It wasn’t until this moment that he had time to think, had time to catch his breath.

He was a realm higher than this little apprentice, he was the Third Young Master Lang of the Wanbao Pavilion, blessed with immense cultivation resources since childhood, and he was also an Inner Palace Student of the Heavenly Dao General Academy, how could he be defeated by someone of a lower level?

What was more humiliating was that he had only managed to take ten moves!

Lang Yizhan’s mind was in chaos, filled with shame, unwillingness, anger, and wild emotions swirling incessantly.

”Little apprentice of the Holy Dragon Palace, since you know I’m wealthy, do you know how easy it would be for me to kill you?” Suddenly, Lang Yizhan’s voice squeezed out from between his teeth and boomed beyond the giant bell.

”Heh heh...”

Sikong Jing scoffed, ”To threaten after losing, is this what it means to be a student of the Heavenly Dao General Academy? I’ve seen it all.”

After speaking, he ignored Lang Yizhan and walked towards the bound Baili Que.

With a slash of his claw, the ropes binding Baili Que instantly snapped tense, and then Sikong Jing used his True Qi to blast open the True Qi sealing her acupoints. In an instant, the tension on Baili Que’s face loosened...

But just when Sikong Jing thought she would thank him, instead, she asked, ”What about the seven moves that follow the Black Refining Dark Hook Claw?”

Huh?

Sikong Jing froze for a moment before he realized that he had only performed the Eleventh Claw, and seven claws were yet to be executed. Baili Que was not excited about being rescued but was more interested in seeing the remaining seven claws...

She truly was a Martial Fool!

To this, Sikong Jing naturally would not refuse, smiling he said, ”Please watch carefully, Senior Sister Baili.”

After finishing speaking, he once again raised his claws towards Lang Yizhan inside the giant bell. Billows of Demon Smoke rose between his claws, then he struck the giant bell with a barrage... Boom! Boom! Boom!

One claw after another smashed against the bell, causing the surrounding objects to shatter, making those nearby vomit blood incessantly.

One after another covered their ears, frantically squatting down, trembling!

Wow!

Lang Yizhan, inside the Xuantian Giant Bell, spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood and yelled furiously, ”Stop, do you want to shake me to death?”

Although he was protected by a Xuantian treasure, the force of Sikong Jing’s blows against it sent Lang Yizhan tumbling with severe injuries.

”Didn’t you want to show me how to write the word ’death’? If you die, wouldn’t that perfectly fulfill my wishes?” Sikong Jing coldly stared at him, overflowing with a murderous intent, ”One last claw now remains.”

After saying that, he tore the final claw towards the giant bell.

”Damn it, I will not let you go, just wait here for your death!”

Right as the final claw neared the giant bell, Lang Yizhan suddenly screamed, a burst of light flashed from the bell, it smashed through the walls of the Divine Spaceship and sped away.

In an instant, a huge hole appeared in the wall of the Divine Spaceship, fierce wind swept in from outside, violently sucking out the objects from Wenhua Hall, throwing the whole place into chaos.

Lang Yizhan had ignited the Xuantian Giant Bell, accelerating his escape!

He didn’t want to flee initially; with his status, it was too embarrassing, and he did expect some hope for rescue from the guards of the ship, but if Sikong Jing continued to hit, he would really be shaken to death inside the bell.

The primary function of his bell was its great defensive power, but clearly, it wasn’t holding up.

Having no choice, he could only leave behind a threat and run away with a disheveled look.

Inside the Wenhua Hall, Sikong Jing, facing the fierce wind, said to Baili Que beside him, ”Senior Sister Baili, the Eighteen Claws are complete.”

Baili Que nodded deeply and then frowned again, obviously not having fully grasped it.

To this, Sikong Jing helplessly said, ”Senior Sister Baili, when we return to the Holy Dragon Palace, I will engrave the Eighteen Claws into the Green Jade Tube for you; for now, let’s quickly get onto the ship’s deck—Lang Yizhan likely fled up there.”

Having said that, Sikong Jing turned to leave the Wenhua Hall, and Baili Que hurriedly followed...

But at that moment, a young master spat out blood and shouted, ”Little apprentice of the Holy Dragon Palace, I advise you to quit while you’re ahead. Don’t you know what kind of person Lang Yizhan is? The consequences of killing him are something you cannot bear.”