Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

"No... sir... It's just that my senior brother heard I was defeated and couldn't accept it. He wanted to see for himself... I couldn't stop him..."

Shen Lingyun's voice trembled, unable to speak fluently.

Ye Ling merely revealed a cryptic smile, no longer paying attention to Shen Lingyun.

Instead, he turned his gaze to Mo Tianwen, chuckling as he asked, "Mo Tianwen, a distinguished disciple of the Guiyi Dao Sect, it's said that your swordsmanship is divine, that you were born with the makings of a swordsman?"

"Hmph! What does it matter if it's true or not?"

Mo Tianwen snorted coldly, staring at Ye Ling with a hostile look, and said coldly, "Whether or not I'm a swordsmanship genius, what's it to you?"

Ye Ling shook his head with a smile and then continued, "It, of course, has nothing to do with me, but since I was young, others have also called me a swordsmanship genius!"

"Having now met you, another so-called swordsmanship genius, naturally I'm somewhat curious to see, just how much skill does this fellow genius really have?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Tianwen's face twisted into a fierce smile.

Ye Ling didn't carry a sword on him and yet dared to call himself a swordsmanship genius!

"Looking at your frail appearance, you don't seem like someone who practices the sword!"

"But if you're curious, then I can indulge you. Sign a life-and-death agreement with me and under the witness of all the soldiers of the Southern Border, fight me on the city's arena platform!"

Mo Tianwen said with a sneer.

Ye Ling smiled and nodded, saying, "As you wish."

No sooner had he spoken those words than Mo Tianwen immediately retrieved a piece of paper from his person.

He slapped the paper onto the table, it was indeed a life-and-death agreement!

Mo Tianwen, from the moment he followed Shen Lingyun to cause trouble for Ye Ling, had anticipated various possibilities.

His ultimate goal was to have Ye Ling sign this life-and-death agreement and fight him in the arena.

As long as Ye Ling signed this agreement, even if Mo Tianwen killed Ye Ling, the Northern Liao King, on the arena, no one could accuse him of the crime of lèse-majesté.

Ye Ling, being the Northern Liao King, Mo Tianwen naturally wouldn't dare to kill him lightly.

This was also why, since Mo Tianwen entered the room, he had been putting on an arrogant air.

His intention was to infuriate Ye Ling with this attitude and compel him to sign the life-and-death agreement.

Although Ye Ling's initiative made Mo Tianwen somewhat puzzled, Mo Tianwen did not care to think too much; as long as Ye Ling dared to sign the life-and-death agreement, that was the result he most desired.

"Sir, let a subordinate handle this trash. There's no need for you to take action yourself!"

Chen Dao spoke up.

Ye Ling gestured with his hand and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I've used a sword. Today, I'll take the opportunity to test with this swordsmanship genius's help whether my own swordsmanship has declined at all."

Hearing this, Chen Dao said no more.

Ye Ling could almost be called all-round in the martial arts.

Whether it was with blades, spears, sticks, or even unarmed combat, he had reached an impressive level.

All along, Ye Ling had fought enemies with his bare hands, never using any weapons.

For Ye Ling, with his current invincible strength at the imperial realm, facing any enemy no longer necessitated the use of weapons.

Without much hesitation, Ye Ling picked up the pen handed over by Wang Tiezhu and wrote his name on the life-and-death agreement!

Seeing how straightforward Ye Ling was, Mo Tianwen was slightly startled, but he didn't overthink it.

He, too, wrote down his name on the life-and-death agreement, then turned to Shen Lingyun and said, "Why aren't you hurrying to notify the entire army? Tell them I'm inviting them to watch a great show!"

"Let them witness the fall of a War Zone King, hahaha!"

In an instant, the entire room echoed with Mo Tianwen's rampant laughter.

Shen Lingyun ran to the house directly, notifying everyone as per Mo Tianwen's instructions.

Watching Mo Tianwen laughing wildly, Ye Jiu and the others all showed a peculiar expression.

A peak Great Grandmaster, what's there to show off about?

In terms of strength, perhaps as a saber technique genius, Mo Tianwen might be somewhat stronger than Chen Dao and the others, but definitely only to a limited extent.

And Ye Ling was the legendary invincible existence at the Imperial Dao realm, to kill a peak Great Grandmaster like you, it would only take one punch.

Now that Ye Ling was even preparing to use weapons, you wouldn't know how you died!

Whether it was Ye Jiu and the three who knew Ye Ling was now at the Imperial Dao realm, or the four such as Wang Tiezhu who thought Ye Ling was only at the War King realm, they all looked at Mo Tianwen, who was still laughing, with eyes as if they were looking at a dead man.

The happier you laugh now, the more miserable your death will be later.

"Northern Liao King, this old man is leaving first, waiting for your grand arrival at the arena!"

Mo Tianwen let out a cold laugh and spoke.

Then, without waiting for any reaction from Ye Ling and the others, he strode out of the room.

"An ignorant fool, being personally slain by the master with a weapon is also his honor!"

Chen Dao scoffed.

Ye Ling shook his head with a smile, such an arrogant nature, and yet he was able to become a top disciple of the Guiyi Dao Sect, truly laughable!

Although the Guiyi Dao Sect had weakened a lot compared to the past, under the initiative of the King of Tianling, many disciples from the Guiyi Dao Sect had joined the Southern Border Army and held considerable influence within it.

But no matter the state of the Guiyi Dao Sect, even if the sect could regain its past glory, it would still not be worthy of Ye Ling's attention.

"Let's go, to the arena."

A moment later, seeing that Su Rou had almost finished eating, Ye Ling then smiled and said.

Having been around Ye Ling for a long time, Su Rou, who had seen many storms, wasn't surprised when someone suddenly burst in during the meal.

Eat what she should eat, drink what she should drink, even if the sky fell, Ye Ling would be there to support it, her worry would be of no use.

After witnessing Ye Ling's powerful strength and terrifying methods time and again, Su Rou gradually understood that the man beside her could give her enough security.

As long as she was beside Ye Ling, there was no need for her to fear anything.

At the city's arena, Southern Border Army soldiers filled the area.

Stirred by Shen Lingyun, nearly all the city's soldiers had gathered around the arena, eager to witness the outbreak of a great battle.

Mo Tianwen's fame in the Southern Border was indeed not low, whether it was the reputation as a saber technique genius of the Guiyi Dao Sect, or as the chief instructor under the King of Tianling's command, both were undoubtedly acknowledgments of his strength.

And the opponent in this duel was even more astonishing—the legendary Northern Liao King.

When the two agreed to meet at the city's arena and signed the life-and-death contract, it was bound to attract everyone's attention.

"Northern Liao King, you've finally come. I thought you were scared and dared not show up!"

Standing on the arena, Mo Tianwen saw Ye Ling and the others and immediately laughed out loud.

At his words, the crowd of soldiers watching around let out a burst of laughter!

In this Southern Border Army, it seemed that not a single person had the respect for Ye Ling, the Northern Liao King, that he deserved!