257 – Defeating Girón
“You are talking a big game, but you’ll lose nonetheless!” Girón’s eyes flashed with a furious glint, he barked fiercely, erupted with Firmament Knight rank qi, and unleashed the Lightning Sacred Swordsman’s Lightning Sword Art. As if intending to devour him, densely packed sword rays, like lightning, swept towards Yang Feng with a frightening momentum.
His eyes were calm as Yang Feng also erupted with Firmament Knight rank qi.
After being promoted to a level-3 Warlock, Yang Feng’s physical constitution was comparable to that of many level-3 extraordinary life forms. After erupting with qi and strengthening himself, Girón’s physical constitution was far inferior to that of Yang Feng.
If Yang Feng conjured the spell to morph himself into a humanoid black dragon, a punch from him would be able to crush Girón’s sword rays and another punch would be able to crush his heart.
Such a tyrannical fighting style was preferred by dragons, ancient fiends, ancient devils, multiple-armed trolls, and other extraordinary life forms with strong bodies.
Such a tyrannical fighting style also had its weaknesses. If you ran into a powerhouse with a sword forged from divine blood steel, you would be killed by the other in a face-to face confrontation. Some extraordinary life forms with strong physiques would be restrained and frequently even instakilled by human Warlocks wielding secret treasures without displaying their combat prowess.
Of course, there was a variety of fighting methods in the Demonic Fighting Sect, and sword methods were also present. The Demonic Fighting Sword Art was a thoroughly tempered sword martial art with endless might.
Yang Feng unleashed the Demonic Fighting Art and executed expansive sword moves, with sword rays flying everywhere.
Girón’s sword turned into lightning-like sword rays that continuously bombarded Yang Feng and issued crisp sounds. No matter how fast he channeled the sword rays, they were still easily blocked by Yang Feng.
Ulyana’s beautiful eyes glimmered with a brilliant light as she stared at Yang Feng, and her mood surged: “Amazing! Such outstanding swordsmanship! His swordsmanship is even better than that of Girón!!”
Garça’s eyes lit up brightly. He was shocked: “So amazing! Apart from gods, there are people who can practice magic and martial dual cultivation to this degree?”
On the Feisuo Plane, magic and martial dual cultivation was practically a thing of legends. Only gods, or elves, fiends, dragons, and other strong beings with talent far beyond that of humans could practice magic and martial dual cultivation.
Because of the Weave, human Wizards would forget the spell models they memorized the day before. Therefore, it was very difficult for humans to become official Wizards. They had to put all their effort into it. As for the Great Wizards and Archwizards, only genius who devoted themselves to magic research could reach these realms. For Yang Feng to be this powerful in both martial arts and magic was amazing.
When Florence saw this, an extraordinary light flashed through her beautiful eyes, then her eyes fell on Yang Feng and a mysterious and magnificent divine rune flickered in the abyss of her pretty eyes.
Yang Feng’s initial application of the Demonic Fighting Sword Art was still somewhat rigid. After all, this was the first time he used swordsmanship outside the virtual reality battle cabin in an actual battle against a human swordsman. However, with his strong physique and hard training from the virtual reality battle cabin, he soon mastered the Demonic Fighting Sword Art and claimed control of the combat rhythm.
“No!! You’re a Wizard!! How can your swordsmanship be this strong?! No, I refuse to accept it! I refuse!” Not long into the battle, Girón was suppressed by Yang Feng. His eyes turned bloodshot and a burning jealousy overtook his mind. He issued an angry roar and elevated his qi to the Star Knight rank from the Firmament Knight rank. The brilliant sword rays surged suddenly, piercing frantically towards Yang Feng’s key points.
“Stop!! Girón!!” Garça’s complexion changed dramatically. He barked and erupted with Sky Knight rank qi in an attempt to deter Girón.
Goyena, who silently sat beside Garça, suddenly burst out with frightening Star Knight rank qi, unsheathed his sword, and, like a shooting star, thrust his sword at Girón.
“Fool! I was considerate for nothing!” Yang Feng sneered, then his eyes flashed with cold light and he hacked at Girón’s sword. In a flash, as if a humanoid dragon, he erupted with terrifying strength. With that sword move, Girón’s sword was sent flying and he bled from the webbing between his thumb and forefinger. Next, Yang Feng ruthlessly slammed his fist towards Girón’s dantian. [1]
Garça’s face changed greatly and he shouted, “Ian, don’t!”
Goyena’s expression changed slightly and he thrust a sword ray at Yang Feng’s arm in an attempt to force the other party to stop his fist.
His gaze was ice cold, as Yang Feng silently recited an incantations, and an incredibly strong Warping Force Field appeared around him in an instant.
Goyena was flung away by the incredibly strong Warping Force Field, and could only watch helplessly as Yang Feng’s fist slammed into Girón’s dantian.
Terrifying qi rushed into Girón’s dantian and crushed his dantian and meridians in an instant, wasting his cultivation.
“Ahhhh!” Girón’s face paled and he spat out a big mouthful of blood. Then, his face twisted, he crumpled to the ground, and curled up into the fetal position from the pain.
Yang Feng smiled faintly and said: “Your Highness Garça, I’m sorry. As Girón wanted to kill me, I overdid it and accidentally wasted him in the spur of the moment! I’m really sorry for this mishap.”
Garça smiled wryly. Yang Feng even used magic, so it certainly wasn’t a mishap. Obviously, Yang Feng didn’t want to leave Girón, who harbored enmity towards him, be. When he acted, he wasted Girón in a decisive and cruel fashion, not giving Garça any chance to advocate for peace.
Garça clapped his hands, and several beautiful maids came out. He pointed to Girón lying on the ground and said faintly: “Take my good friend Girón down and have him treated.”
“Yes!” The several maids responded respectfully, then lifted Girón up and withdrew.
Garça frowned slightly and said with a bitter smile: “Ian, you were too heavy-handed. Girón may be nothing much, but his master, the Lightning Sacred Swordsman, is ranked 15th in the St. Tulan City in terms of swordsmanship. Since you wasted Girón, the Lightning Sacred Swordsman won’t leave the matter at that.”
Yang Feng said with a faint smile: “A Sacred Swordsman is also just an ordinary civilian. Would he dare to come assassinate me?”
On some low-level planes, Sacred Swordsmen were already the most powerful existences those planes. On those planes, the status of Sacred Swordsmen was naturally very high.
But on the Feisuo Plane, although Sacred Swordsmen were still powerful beings, but they were not rare. Just in the St. Tulan City, there were more than 40 Sacred Swordsmen alone. This still didn’t account for the hidden experts of churches and major forces. On the All Gods Sacred Mountain of the Morrince Empire, the number of Legend rank powerhouses must be much greater.
Although Sacred Swordsmen were respected and had a very high status in the St. Tulan City, but they still fell short by a lot of a hereditary peer earl with 20,000 warriors.
Girón was jealous of Yang Feng as soon as he saw him, as he knew very well that even if he was promoted to a Sacred Swordsman, his status would still fall short by a lot of the status of this hereditary peer earl.
Garça contemplated for a while before saying: “Normally, he shouldn’t be so irrational. However, if he swallows his pride and flings caution to the wind, he’ll be a most dangerous assassin.”
Yang Feng asked, “Is Girón the only disciple of the Lightning Sacred Swordsman?”
Garça replied: “No, the Lightning Sacred Swordsman has dozens of disciples. However, Girón is the most outstanding one.”
Yang Feng said meaningfully: “The Lightning Sacred Swordsman has many family members and friends in the St. Tulan City, right?”
Garça suddenly smiled and said: “Yes, he does have a lot of family members and friends in the St. Tulan City.”
The Lightning Sacred Swordsman had too many people he cared about in the St. Tulan City, which meant that he wouldn’t take the risk to go assassinate Yang Feng, who was a greater aristocrat with a massive military force at his beck and call. Otherwise, once his attempt on Yang Feng’s life was thwarted, his family, friends, and disciples would die horrible and miserable deaths.
In fact, in the Morrince Empire, unless they had no other choice, Sacred Swordsmen weren’t willing to go assassinate a greater aristocrat, as it would give rise to public anger and they would end miserably.
Yang Feng said lightly: “Moreover, Girón isn’t beyond saving. If the Lightning Sacred Swordsman wants to save Girón, tell him to come see me.”
Garça smiled and said: “I will tell him what you said!”
The banquet went on. During which, everyone talked merrily.
Shortly after Yang Feng went to attend the banquet, Faldina, who had her spirit force sealed and was sleeping inside a room, suddenly opened her eyes. The corners of her mouth rose slightly and she jumped off the bed.
Faldina silently recited an incantation and waved her lily-white hand. Suddenly, a paper doll flew out, gently floated toward the bed, and turned into an exact replica of Faldina.
Faldina pointed at the door of the room, it opened, and she stepped outside confidently. She disappeared once she stepped outside.
No one in the villa noticed that Faldina disappeared.
In a room of a luxurious inn not far from Yang Feng’s villa, Edith, with traces of anxiety on his face, was pacing back and forth.
Suddenly, the door of the room opened itself without any wind.
Faldina appeared, plunged into Edith’s arms, and said lovely: “Dear, I missed you so much. Did you miss me?”
Edith hugged Faldina and said sweet words affectionately: “Of course. It’s only been a few days without seeing you, yet my heart felt like it was in shambles. You are the water and I am the fish. Without you, I can’t survive for a day.”
Faldina looked up at Edith and said: “Dear, are the preparations ready? I don’t want to be around that damn Ian a day longer than necessary.”
Edith’s eyes spewed flames of anger as he stressed each syllable: “Naturally, the preparations are ready. That damn Orthux Family. If it wasn’t for them, His Majesty wouldn’t have forced our family to capture. I will make them pay.”
[1] – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dantian
