Qu Wuyou sighed. He knew his third brother's temper. Once he decided on something, he would not change his mind.
This made him very worried. As someone who knew Xiahou Weiyang well, he knew that his third brother still had a trump card, but Sword God Yagyuu had not used his full strength yet.
Qi Sha and Ye Qingxuan were also nervous. They wanted to dissuade him, but they did not know what to say. After all, Xiahou Weiyang represented Shenzhou Country. Since he had come knocking, they could not just ignore him.
"If that's the case, let's clap our hands and establish a life-or-death contract," Sword God Yagyuu said calmly.
Someone next to him had already taken out their phones and started taking pictures, as a witness to the establishment of the life-or-death contract.
"Sure!"
Xiahou Weiyang agreed on the spot. After cultivating for so many years, he had a killer move. He was confident that even if he could not kill Sword God Yagyuu, he would be able to severely injure him.
Of course, the side effects of such a killer move were correspondingly terrifying. In the worst case, his cultivation would be completely destroyed, and in the worst case, his strength would be greatly reduced. He might not even be able to maintain his realm.
"Wait a minute."
Just as the two of them were about to clap their hands and swear, a clear voice suddenly sounded. Everyone was stunned and looked at the figure running toward them.
It was Ding Ning.
Nodera Hachiaki's face stiffened. He subconsciously shrank his head and quietly took two steps back. He cursed in his heart. Why did he have to run into this god of plague everywhere he went?
Qu Wuyou was delighted. Although he did not think that Ding Ning would be a match for Sword God Yagyuu, this amazing kid never disappointed him.
"Ding …"
Xiahou Weiyang was about to speak, but he was interrupted by Ding Ning. He said with a face full of rebuke, "Master, you haven't recovered from your injuries. How can you fight a life-or-death duel with someone?"
Xiahou Weiyang was slightly stunned. He was dumbfounded. 'I haven't recovered from my injuries? When was I injured? It's just that Ding Ning was willing to call him master, which made him happy. '
Qu Wuyou reacted quickly. He knew that Ding Ning was trying to find a way out for his Third Brother, so he immediately said, "Yes, Third Brother, you haven't recovered from your injury. If you rashly have a life-and-death duel with someone, it's okay if you lose and lose face. Even if he wins, it's inevitable that you will be known as an unfair winner."
Sword God Yagyuu's eyes darkened. With his hands behind his back, he stared at Ding Ning and laughed coldly, "I'm competing with Wu Hou, so how can a junior like you have the right to speak? Furthermore, whether or not Wu Hou is injured, how can I not know?"
"You are an expert at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm, yet you want to challenge a warrior who has just broken through to the Saint Martial Arts Realm? Do you have any shame?"
Ding Ning retorted rudely, "I am a doctor. I know better than you whether my master is injured or not."
Although Xiahou Weiyang had always been known to be almost invincible in the same realm, the Saint Martial Realm was completely different from the lower realms. The difference in strength of a small realm was like the difference between heaven and earth.
The difference in strength between the Ninth Heaven of the Saint Martial Arts Realm and the First Heaven of the Saint Martial Arts Realm could not be made up by super strong combat power. If Xiahou Weiyang really had a life-and-death duel with him, he would definitely die.
Sword God Yagyuu's old face turned red. Then he rolled his eyes and said sanctimoniously, "I'm challenging the National Warrior's Mansion. I don't want to take advantage of anyone. As long as someone from the National Warrior's Mansion can be my opponent, I don't care who it is."
In his opinion, the strongest person in the National Warrior's Mansion was Xiahou Weiyang. As long as the National Warrior's Mansion still cared about their reputation, Xiahou Weiyang had to fight, and he would not show any mercy at that time.
"Ding Ning …"
Xiahou Weiyang now realized that Ding Ning was trying to find a way out for him, but he was not a person who flinched at the last minute. He hurriedly opened his mouth to accept the challenge, but he was interrupted by Ding Ning again, "If there's anything, I'll do it for you. Master, you don't need to fight with a barbarian from an island country. Just leave it to me."
As soon as he said that, all the people present were in an uproar, and they looked at Ding Ning with extremely strange eyes. "Is this guy tired of living? He actually took the initiative to seek death. "
Although Ding Ning was in the limelight in the Warriors' Assembly, most of the battles were fought by the experts around him. Even if he killed Vulcan with his own hands, they did not think that Ding Ning would be a match for Sword God Yagyuu.
Vulcan was just a superpower user. Even if he had the strength equivalent to the God Martial Arts Realm, he could not be compared with Sword God Yagyuu, who was a sword practitioner at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm and was famous for his lethality.
It was no exaggeration to say that if Sword God Yagyuu wanted to kill Vulcan, he only needed to swing his sword, which was no different from killing an ant.
"Ding Ning, don't act recklessly. We old guys are not dead yet, and it's not your turn to fight with the young generation."
Qu Wuyou's face changed, and he hurriedly dissuaded Ding Ning.
"Nonsense. It's none of your business. Just stand aside and watch."
Xiahou Weiyang also put on a master's face and scolded him unhappily.
As Nation Scholars, how could they not know how important Ding Ning was to the country? How could they let him die?
"Yes, little junior brother, this is a duel of life and death. Don't be impulsive."
Qi Sha also anxiously advised him.
He was very conflicted. He did not want Third Martial Uncle to be in danger, nor did he want anything to happen to Ding Ning. He did not have many friends, and he cherished this little junior brother who got along well with him very much.
Ye Qingxuan wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. But in the end, he did not say anything. Looking at the disdainful expression on his face, he obviously felt that Ding Ning was trying to show off.
"They are challenging the National Warrior's Mansion. Am I not a member of the National Warrior's Mansion? Or have you never treated me as one of your own? "
Ding Ning said unhappily. Then he gave off a powerful momentum that made people's hearts palpitate, and he said indifferently, "You've worked hard for the country and the people all your lives, and it's time for you to enjoy a good life. In the future, let us young people deal with such nobodies."
After that, he ignored the expressions of Xiahou Weiyang and others, raised his middle finger disdainfully at Sword God Yagyuu and said provocatively, "Old devil, now I officially challenge the Sword God Palace. Do you dare to have a duel of life and death with me?"
"Baka!"
No matter how well Sword God Yagyuu had recuperated, he was still irritated by Ding Ning's behavior. He flew into a rage and scolded, "Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish today. Nodera Hachiaki, kill him for me."
No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was proud of his identity and disdained to have a duel with a junior. But his other disciples were not strong enough, so he could only let his favorite little disciple do it.
But in the end, Nodera Hachiaki was so scared that his face turned green. He hid in the crowd, lowered his head, and admitted defeat directly with a sad face. "Master, I'm no match for him. I admit defeat."
He scolded in his heart, "I can't wait to hide from him, but you actually asked me to kill him. Aren't you asking me to die?"
"Admit defeat directly?"
The scene suddenly fell into a dead silence. Those arrogant Japanese martial artists were like ducks that had their throats strangled. Their faces were flushed red, and their faces were full of disbelief.
"Damn it, is this what the successor disciple of the Sword God should say?" "Even if you're no match for him, you can't be afraid to fight. Don't you have any warrior spirit?"
Sword God Yagyuu's face turned livid, and he felt deeply ashamed. He stared coldly at Nodera Hachiaki, who was hiding in the crowd and did not dare to raise his head. He was so angry that he laughed and said, "Well, well, well, well. He has a disciple who does something for him, but I'm a coward because my master ordered me to do it. What a good disciple of mine, hahaha …"
His laughter was filled with endless disappointment and anger. He did not expect that the disciple he valued the most would have such a bad temperament, which made him extremely disappointed. If it were not for the fact that he did not want to be laughed at by others, he would have killed this last disciple who had made him lose face.
Although Qi Sha and the others were in a bad mood, they could not help but smile at this moment. Their low morale was boosted, and they stared at the guy who was very sensible with a mocking expression. "He is the disciple of Sword God Yagyuu? He is too timid."
No matter what the result of this battle was, at least the National Warrior's Mansion had gained the upper hand and won the first round. Even if they lost, they would not be too embarrassed.
Ding Ning did not smile. He frowned and stared at Nodera Hachiaki thoughtfully. In fact, when he first came here, he felt that this person gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity, but he did not have any impression of him at all.
However, this guy seemed to be afraid of him at this moment, but he always felt that he wanted to hide something. This feeling was very strange, but he could not figure out why.
"Master Sword God, Miyamoto Akihiro is willing to fight for you."
Miyamoto Akihiro was ecstatic after the shock. He immediately stepped forward and volunteered to fight.
"This is a godsend opportunity. Nodera Hachiaki is afraid to fight, so Master Sword God must be very disappointed with him. It is inevitable that he will fall out of favor. If I take the initiative to fight, Master Sword God will be happy and maybe take my son Miyamoto Yuichi as his personal disciple to replace Nodera Hachiaki."
Sword God Yagyuu took a deep look at him. His expression relaxed a little, and he nodded slightly to show his approval.
Although Miyamoto Akihiro was not a disciple of Sword God Palace, as one of the top three Grand Onmyoji in Fu Sang Country, his strength was quite good. It should not be difficult for him to kill that arrogant guy.
"How dare you disrespect Master Sword God? I, Miyamoto Akihiro, will let you know how serious the consequences are."
Miyamoto Akihiro was overjoyed. He was respectful to Sword God Yagyuu, but he showed his arrogance to Ding Ning. He laughed arrogantly and did not forget to flatter Sword God Yagyuu.
"You talk a lot of nonsense. How dare a group of Tom, Dick, and Harry talk so arrogantly? Since you want to die, I will send you to hell now."
Ding Ning looked at his watch impatiently. "Hurry up. I'm in a hurry. I still have to pick up my wife."
The Fu Sang martial arts practitioners could not help but twitch the corners of their mouths. Miyamoto Akihiro was arrogant. This guy was even more arrogant than Miyamoto Akihiro. He looked down on everyone as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"Baka!"
Miyamoto Akihiro was so angry that he could not be bothered to talk nonsense with Ding Ning. Suddenly, a black aura spread out from his body. A chilly wind blew, and a huge black snake with eight heads quickly condensed in the air. It pounced at Ding Ning ferociously.
"Hiss, Yamata no Orochi? Miyamoto Akihiro has taken out his strongest shikigami right from the start. He wants to end the battle quickly. "
"Haha, that guy is so arrogant. If I were Miyamoto Akihiro, I would also kill him in one move to warn others."
"You need to have the ability to be arrogant. That guy will soon become nourishment for the shikigami."
"Miyamoto Akihiro is indeed one of the top three Grand Onmyoji in Fu Sang. This shikigami has already been nourished by him. I think Miyamoto Akihiro's ranking is going to advance again."
…
When the Fu Sang martial arts practitioners saw the huge eight-headed snake, they gasped and began to gloat. It was as if they could already see the scene of Ding Ning being swallowed by Yamata no Orochi.
Even Xiahou Weiyang and Qu Wuyou clenched their fists and looked serious. They stared at the so-called Yamata no Orochi without blinking and were ready to attack at any time.
Looking at the terrifying black snake, Qi Sha was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The chilly aura made him feel cold all over.
Ye Qingxuan was even more nervous. Although she had broken through to the Holy Martial Arts Realm, women had an innate fear of these supernatural things. She subconsciously moved closer to Qi Sha and looked at Ding Ning with worry in her eyes.
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