bookrebus Chapter 370 Must We Fight?
Chapter 370 Must We Fight?
As she spoke, she walked over with a look of rapture, arriving before Di Beizun in the blink of an eye. However, a glint of malice flashed in Di Beizun's eyes—
'Whoosh! '
A cold glint burst forth from Lord Sikong's hand, but how could Emperor Beizun be so easily fooled? The instant Lord Sikong made his move, his unpredictable figure darted around, flashed like lightning, and disappeared before their eyes like a ghost.
"Sikong Jin, you have quite the nerve, daring to attack me!"
The cold, suppressed anger of Emperor Beizun echoed from the sky.
Sikong Jin withdrew her movement, instantly turned around, and suddenly channeled her inner energy into a palm strike in the direction to her side. Her voice was no longer as light and frivolous as before, but rather somewhat cold and sharp, "Hmph, Emperor Beizun, how many pits have you dug for me to fall into? You can't pay this debt even if you pay for it yourself. I came all the way from Patan City, what do you think I came here for? Just to teach you a lesson!"
"Don't forget that you came to me personally to borrow troops. I have never forced you, have I?"
"Stop talking nonsense! You killed Tuoba Kang and Xing Yilie, didn't you? If you hadn't pulled some dirty tricks, would I have needed to borrow troops from you?"
She sold herself out without knowing why, and was even smug about it, thinking she was very charming. There were also rumors about homosexuality and male homosexuality. Just thinking about it made her angry. And now she was forced to come and help out, clearly waiting for her to walk into the trap!
"Are you treating me like a monkey?"
Upon hearing those words, he immediately felt wronged and resentful. He could vaguely sense his presence and, without thinking, drew his sword and stabbed at him.
"Do you really want to fight me?"
The cold tip of the sword pierced through the gauze curtain, but was stopped in an instant. The eerie black shadow flashed by, and Lord Sikong's sword was suddenly caught between his slender fingers, and his bewitching face came into view.
Sikong Jin's face was cold, and a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Otherwise, you think I have no temper and will let you do whatever you want? Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to fight you!"
Without waiting for his reply, he suddenly pulled back the Moon Soul sword that was held between his fingers. The sharp sword energy echoed, and his figure flashed, and he became one with the sword, turning into lightning. He launched a dozen consecutive thrusts, aiming straight for Di Beizun's chest.
Di Beizun did not retaliate, but only dodged. The echoing sword energy forced the surrounding airflow to fluctuate violently, and the powerful true energy suppressed the air to violently surge. A devastating explosion could be faintly heard in the air.
The fluttering gauze curtains around them were also shattered by the sharp sword strike, turning into a wisp of light, floating silk that drifted in the air.
A sudden light appeared in her eyes, like countless stars flashing across the sky. The eerie light in her eyes grew even sharper, and the crimson sword light transformed into a dazzling, unpredictable halo, flashing towards Emperor Beizun with the speed of lightning streaking across the sky.
"Good swordsmanship!"
The powerful moves and the sharp, imposing speed prompted Di Beizun to blurt out a word of praise.
He hadn't faced off against her like this in a long time, and he was surprised by how quickly her martial arts had improved. Her speed and swordsmanship were astonishing!
Lord Sikong gave a disdainful sneer, and suddenly turned his sword, aiming straight for his shoulder. He narrowly dodged, the sword tip almost tearing through his clothes. This move surprised him for a moment.
"Isn't this a better move? If you don't draw your sword soon, I really won't hold back! I've always wanted to see just how powerful the sword in your sleeve really is!"
Sikong Jin's tone was anything but polite. She just wanted to see just how capable the man she was going to follow was, so that she could have a reason to be truly convinced, even though she was always so proud.
However, Di Beizun seemed to be able to vaguely sense her thoughts. His unfathomable black eyes narrowed, and a light that could see through everything flashed from the depths of his eyes. He suddenly smiled slightly, a smile as enchanting and beautiful as the red spider lily.
He slowly drew the black scimitar that had been hidden in his sleeve for a long time, his voice low and gentle, "Since you are so determined, if I do not grant your wish, you will not be convinced if you follow me. I will fight you with seventy percent of my inner strength. If you lose, you will offer yourself to me."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin smiled calmly, "Then let's talk after you beat me first!"
As soon as the words fell, a slender black figure leaped up, wielding her sword and thrusting out repeatedly. Her moves were even more bizarre and swift than before, with sword energy reverberating and crimson sword light radiating countless rays of light, carrying a chilling yet sharp killing intent.
Di Beizun, however, remained calm and composed. The curved blade in his hand, like cool, flowing frost, swirled with the faint twilight, graceful and elegant. The black arc it created easily neutralized every crimson sword light that she forced upon him.
Sikong Jin's attacks were fierce, with each move almost using the full power of her martial arts peak. However, the man opposite her seemed to be fighting without any effort, dealing with the situation with ease.
In the blink of an eye, two hundred moves had passed, and she still couldn't gain any advantage. Her strength began to dissipate, and her movements became slower, while he remained completely at ease, as if he hadn't exerted any effort at all.
Sikong Jin had to admit that in a fair and square one-on-one duel, she was no match for him. In terms of strategy, she was probably inferior to him as well. However, when it came to underhanded and despicable tricks, she believed she could still outdo him!
Thinking of this, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on her lips. She slowed down her movements, as if the strength in her body was gradually disappearing. An undisguised weariness appeared in her eyes, and her movements became slow and weak. Di Beizun, who was facing her, also slowed down his movements, and a hint of suppressed worry flashed in his deep eyes.
'Ding! '
As the swords clashed, a dazzling spark suddenly burst forth. In the dimly lit room, only the faint interplay of crimson and magnificent black light could be seen. The two shadowy figures were unpredictable, making it impossible to discern which was facing which.
'Bang! Bang!'
The sounds of things falling to the ground and being smashed by swords echoed continuously from inside the room. In the blink of an eye, the room was in complete chaos, as if a whirlwind had swept through, with extremely strong destructive power, and the floor was littered with the fragments of destroyed furniture.
'Ding! '
Finally, a sharp sound of swords clashing rang out, dazzling sparks burst forth, several whooshing sounds rang out, the crimson and black light and shadow were separated, and the two black afterimages also fell to the ground.