Chapter 1017
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The Blood Marquis thought that everything was under his control. He did not expect Feng Yixiu to be a hidden master swordsman. With just one move, Feng Yixiu had cut the eldest son he was so proud of in half.
Thinking back to when he applied for a deathmatch with the Sin King, he wanted to slap himself. His son had a chance to live, but he had killed it with his own hands.
The Blood Marquis stared at Feng Yixiu fiercely. His eyes were about to spit fire. He had already made up his mind. "Feng Yixiu, the Dansa Empire will not rest until you die!"
He slowly stood up. A violent murderous aura spread out. His right hand quickly formed a spirit weapon. He was ready to kill Feng Yixiu with his own hands.
Feng Yixiu felt the murderous aura immediately. He slowly turned around and looked at the Blood Marquis coldly.
If the Blood Marquis really wanted to attack him, he would not just sit there and wait for his death.
Although the Blood Marquis' cultivation was shocking, and Han Sen was not his match in the outside world, Han Sen was confident that he could make the Blood Marquis pay a heavy price in a place like Sin City.
Just as the two of them were staring at each other, the Sin King hit the ground with his blood-red scepter. It immediately dispersed the murderous aura from the Blood Marquis.
"Blood Marquis, you were the one who changed the rules. Could it be that you can't afford to lose?" the Sin King said with a serious face.
Although he had supported the Small Saber Emperor, Xue Ran, in the beginning, the main reason was that he felt that Feng Yixiu and Xue Ran's potential was about the same. Furthermore, the Dansa Empire behind the Small Saber Emperor became the key bargaining chip, causing him to lean towards the Small Saber Emperor's side.
However, the situation had changed. Feng Yixiu had killed Xue Ran in one move. This meant that Feng Yixiu's potential was much higher than Xue Ran's.
Moreover, the Small Sword Emperor had died in Sin City. As the Sin King, he naturally had a certain degree of responsibility. It was likely that there would be an irreparable crack in his relationship with the Blood Marquis in the future. Since that was the case, he might as well support Feng Yixiu.
"Sin King, this kid killed my son. Am I not allowed to avenge him?" Blood Marquis's eyes were red as he gritted his teeth.
"Revenge is your business, but you can't do it in Sin City. Don't forget that this is my territory!" Sin King's shadow slowly formed behind him, and a powerful pressure made it hard for Blood Marquis to breathe.
"You!" Blood Marquis did not expect Sin King to go against him for Feng Yixiu. He frowned and said, "Are you going to side with Feng Yixiu?"
"So what if I am?" The Sin King replied in a domineering manner.
"Good! Very good … "
Under the immense pressure, Blood Marquis finally gave up on forming a Spirit Weapon. He sat back down in his seat with a serious expression.
After Sin King controlled the situation, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Congratulations to Feng Yixiu for successfully obtaining victory in this competition. This king will fulfill my promise."
Under the Sin King's signal, Feng Yixiu took a few steps forward and stood in front of him. He still straightened his back and refused to kneel.
Sin King was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Kid, you really have the same arrogance as I did back then. Looking at you is really like looking at myself back then."
Feng Yixiu said coldly, "Sin King, you're overpraising me."
Sin King shook his head and said indifferently, "You know how to hide your strength at such a young age. Just this mentality alone is not something I could have done back then. Kid, you don't have to be humble."
In his opinion, Feng Yixiu had purposely revealed his strength three days ago in order to make Small Saber Emperor careless. Even Sin King did not see through Feng Yixiu's shrewdness. He could not help but be afraid.
Now, he was also somewhat unable to see through Feng Yixiu. He did not know what other trump cards Feng Yixiu had yet to reveal.
Feng Yixiu chuckled and did not say anything. How could he have thought so much? He had only learned it in these three days.
However, he did not explain because he knew that no one would believe that he had learned such a profound sword technique in three days. Since that was the case, he might as well not explain …
Sin King slowly waved his scepter. He was still mumbling something, as if he was talking to the air.
Then, a blood-red mark slowly formed at the end of the blood-red scepter. Sin King pointed this blood-red mark at the position of Feng Yixiu's heart.
Suddenly, Feng Yixiu felt as if his chest had been touched by a red-hot iron. The intense burning sensation caused him to involuntarily retreat.
"Don't move. This is the Asura Mark. Only with this mark can you enter the Shura Tower. If you don't want to waste your time midway, then obediently endure it," Sin King reminded coldly.
Feng Yixiu also knew the severity of the situation. He could only obediently stand where he was and allow the Asura Mark on his chest to be completely engraved.
After a short moment, the blood-red scepter in Sin King's hand gradually disappeared. Then, an obvious blood-red mark appeared on Feng Yixiu's chest. It was the Asura Mark.
At this moment, Feng Yixiu felt as if his connection with Sin City had deepened. He seemed to be able to sense the existence of the Shura Tower.
However, what he did not know was that in a certain corner of Sin City, a person with the Asura Mark had quietly lost his life.
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