The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Kneeling Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Kneeling Hearing Jing Yan’s words, Zhao Yifeng and Cai Guanglin both trembled slightly, their faces instantly flushing red.

The shame of it!

The disgrace!

In front of so many Donglin City Martial Artists, they had wanted to slip away quietly but were caught by Jing Yan, who called them out publicly, drawing the eyes of all the Martial Artists onto them.

They wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

“Jing Yan, we’ll leave if we want to.

You can’t control us!

Humph, you’ve killed Brother Suo Wen, so you’d better stay at home and await the fury of Steward Cang Long!” Zhao Yifeng turned to the side, braving it out as he spoke loudly.

“Guanglin, let’s go!” Then Zhao Yifeng said to Cai Guanglin.

Both of them pretended not to care about what Jing Yan said, stood up straight, and were about to step out.

“Heh heh…” Jing Yan smiled slightly.

“Go ahead and try to move, see who dares to move first, and I’ll kill that person.

Zhao Yifeng, Cai Guanglin, you might not believe me, so go on, try and let me see,” Jing Yan said with a narrowed smile, his voice not loud, but filled with intimidation.

Zhao Yifeng and Cai Guanglin felt a chill rising, their already leaning bodies forcibly halted in place.

The two exchanged a stealthy glance.

Jing Yan’s single sentence had truly frightened them to the point where they dared not leave.

Jing Yan had killed Suo Wen, and wouldn’t hesitate to kill them either.

Jing Yan was an impulsive youngster; even if their families sought vengeance for them, it would be pointless because they would be dead and unable to see it.

Many Martial Artists watched as Zhao Yifeng, the Zhao Family’s talented figure, and Cai Guanglin, the Cai Family’s talented figure, dared not make a single move because of Jing Yan’s words, and they all gasped in astonishment.

Such powerful authority!

Such domineering presence!

“Jing Yan, don’t go too far.

We’re not on the arena platform right now.

If you kill us, our families will have a reason to declare war on the Jing Family.

Think about it!” Zhao Yifeng’s tone had softened quite a bit as he said to Jing Yan.

Their only bargaining chip was this.

“Right!

Jing Yan, don’t be rash.

If you kill us, you won’t be able to escape, and neither will your Jing Family,” Cai Guanglin said, also somewhat panicked.

How carefree were they at the beginning?

Outside the Jing Family gate, setting up an arena, relying on the presence of Suo Wen, they completely disregarded the feelings of the Jing Family, arrogantly and wildly suppressed the prestige of the Jing Family in Donglin City.

Now, their behavior was undoubtedly extremely awkward.

However, compared to their own lives, bowing their heads temporarily was nothing to them.

“You two trash!” Jing Yan narrowed his eyes.

“You don’t need to provoke me.

I’ve already killed Suo Wen; I wouldn’t mind adding you two.

Heh, you two may not be on the arena platform right now, but it was you who set it up.

You think you can fight when you want and back down when you decide not to?

The world doesn’t work like that.”

Zhao Yifeng and Cai Guanglin both felt a chill in their hearts.

“Of course, I can also choose not to kill you,” Jing Yan continued.

“Just kneel down, bow your heads to me three times, apologize to the Jing Family, and then hand over your Sumeru Rings.

If you do that, I’ll spare your lives, your pathetic lives,” Jing Yan’s voice reached the ears of Zhao Yifeng and Cai Guanglin.

“Jing Yan, don’t be too arrogant—asking us to kowtow to you?

You might as well kill me!” Zhao Yifeng shouted loudly, his neck stiff with anger!

How many Martial Artists of Donglin City were watching?

To kowtow to Jing Yan in front of so many people—would Zhao Yifeng ever be able to show his face again?

“Fine, if you refuse to kowtow, then I’ll grant your wish!” Jing Yan’s aura suddenly erupted, and he took out the red Magic Artifact, the Skyfire Sword, once more.

“Wait, wait…” Cai Guanglin called out in panic.

“Jing Yan, do you keep your word?” Cai Guanglin asked, looking at Jing Yan.

He didn’t want to die; he truly didn’t.

In this world, there were too many things he was loath to part with.

If he died now, his status, his power, everything would be rendered into nothingness.

To live was what mattered most!

“Oh?

It seems that you, Cai Guanglin, are the wiser one here.

Kneel.

I keep my word—if you do as I say, I won’t kill you today,” Jing Yan said to Cai Guanglin with a smile.

“Thud!”

Cai Guanglin knelt down on the spot.

“Thump, thump, thump!” He pressed his forehead to the ground, sincerely kowtowing three times to Jing Yan, even causing his forehead to bleed a little.

“I, Cai Guanglin, should not have set up this platform here.

I should not have disrespected the Jing Family or Jing Yan.

I now recognize my wrongs and beg the Jing Family’s forgiveness.

Please, Jing Yan, forgive me!” Cai Guanglin said, his head lowered and his body pressed to the ground.

His voice wasn’t very loud, but it wasn’t that soft either.

He was also worried—if his voice was too soft, Jing Yan might pretend not to hear and say he hadn’t met the condition before killing him, and that would be tragic.

“Not bad!” Jing Yan nodded, “Your Sumeru Ring, give it to me now!”

“Yes!

Yes!” Cai Guanglin stood up quickly, removed his Sumeru Ring, and handed it to Jing Yan.

Inside the ring was all his wealth.

But now his life was in Jing Yan’s hands.

If he died, what use were his resources?

If Jing Yan killed him, he could take the ring just the same—didn’t he just take Suo Wen’s ring?

“Alright, you can leave now!” Jing Yan waved his hand dismissively at Cai Guanglin.

Upon hearing Jing Yan’s words, Cai Guanglin turned and fled without looking back, not even glancing at Zhao Yifeng, who was not far away.

Now that Jing Yan had agreed to let him go, what if Jing Yan went back on his word?

So it was best to leave as quickly as possible.

He would only be safe back with his own family.

Several guards of the Cai Family also hurriedly chased after the retreating figure of Cai Guanglin.

“Zhao Yifeng, prepare to die!” Jing Yan’s gaze then shifted back to Zhao Yifeng.

“Wait a minute!” Zhao Yifeng raised his palm, let out a breath, and said with a dull complexion, “Since Cai Guanglin has kneeled, then I will kneel as well!”

Zhao Yifeng fell to his knees with a thud; his action was even more decisive and practiced than Cai Guanglin’s, as if he had rehearsed it hundreds or thousands of times.

“Hmm?

You seem reluctant.

What do you mean ‘since Cai Guanglin has kneeled, you will kneel too’?

Are you unwilling?

Since you’re unwilling, I’ve never liked to force anyone…” Jing Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, frowning.

“No, no, no!

I am willing, I am truly willing!” Zhao Yifeng, feeling the killing intent emanating from Jing Yan, quickly corrected himself and started kowtowing while speaking.

“Thump, thump, thump, thump…” He kowtowed not just three times, but at least five or six before stopping.

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(Fourth explosion today!

Typed all day, so tired!

Phew!

Well, asking for ten recommendation tickets!)