Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 393: It Just So Happens I Have a Sword as Well

Sword Qi soared into the sky like a rainbow, piercing the heavens!

At this moment, Tang Bai couldn’t help but sigh from atop the platform, "Who would have thought, Ye Feng is so strong that he has forced the young master to use his Spirit Sword. However, with this, Ye Feng’s defeat is also without regret."

Zhuge Wuming could only offer a helpless wry smile. In fact, when Tang Bai first proposed inviting someone from the Four Great Families of Ancient Martial Arts, he didn’t oppose the idea since he too was worried that Northern King Ye Feng and Zhang Wenyuan would be unable to contend with the young prodigies of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts.

Looking back now, he wished he had strongly opposed the idea because if this young man in white from the Bu Family had not appeared, Ye Feng would undoubtedly be deserving of the title of the foremost person among the young generation of his time.

"What a pity, it seems he is going to be defeated this time," Zhuge Wuming silently lamented in his heart.

In reality, he was not a person from any of the Four Great Ancient Clans. Although rumors circulated in the outside world claiming he and Tang Bai were both from the Four Great Ancient Clans, the truth was that only Tang Bai was from the Bu Family, one of the Four Great Ancient Clans, while he himself had climbed to his current position as one of the two seniors of Utility Pavilion from scratch.

Meanwhile, at Utility Pavilion, the reason for calling on this young man in white from the Bu Family, rather than a young person from the other Three Great Ancient Clans, was very important—it was because Tang Bai was an Outer Sect Disciple from the Bu Family of the Ancient Clan.

However, with Tang Bai’s growing power and influence in Xuanyuan Nation over the years, he now held some standing within the Bu Family Ancient Clan.

Perhaps others did not understand the significance of the situation, but Zhuge Wuming was acutely aware that once this young man in white from the Bu Family emerged victorious, it would naturally follow that he would take control of the Martial Academy. Following that, he would be able to enter Utility Pavilion, and in the future, he might very well gain control of Utility Pavilion.

And judging by the overall trend, it was very possible that in the future, not only Xuanyuan Nation but perhaps even the entire realm would fall under the control of the Bu Family of the Ancient Clan. This was something Zhuge Wuming absolutely did not want to see, as it could lead to a regression in history, even creating an autocracy dominated by a single person.

Tang Bai was always going on about resisting or even sanctioning Ye Feng, all because Ye Feng had cultivated a Cultivation Technique from someone from over two thousand years ago, fearing that Ye Feng would follow the same path of tyranny. Yet isn’t Tang Bai himself walking down that very path?

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With this thought, Zhuge Wuming suddenly felt a heavy sense of helplessness in his heart. Although he strongly supported Ye Feng, it now seemed that Ye Feng simply couldn’t match this young man from the Bu Family. The Four Great Ancient Clans, after all, were the Four Great Ancient Clans, and even the Northwest Little Mountain Village would probably be unable to stand against them.

"If this young man from the Bu Family enters Utility Pavilion, I must ensure that Northern King Ye Feng gets in as well, to balance the two forces against each other. Only then can the situation become somewhat stable," he resolved.

Zhuge Wuming had a far-reaching vision for the future. Thinking up to this point, he clenched his teeth and thought to himself, "Now that the Four Great Ancient Clans have begun to show their ambitions, it seems I should take a trip to the Northwest Little Mountain Village and have a discussion with that old smoker."

As for Zhuge Wuming’s contemplations, Tang Bai, who sat nearby as immovable as a mountain, naturally remained unaware. At this moment, a victorious smile began to play upon his lips—a smile that belonged to the winner.

After all, the person he had personally recommended was on the verge of victory. This was the first step in his strategy, and also the most crucial one. If this step was taken successfully, all other matters would naturally fall into place.

Back at the arena, suddenly there was the sound of a lightning strike hissing in mid-air, following which the Spirit Sword appeared out of nowhere, instantly reaching in front of Ye Feng at an inconceivable speed.

With a "pfft" sound!

Even though Ye Feng had ignited all the Qi Force and Qi Essence in his acupoints, taking his reaction speed to a terrifying level, he was still much slower compared to the Spirit Sword. He had only just begun to react when the Spirit Sword had already slashed past his left side abdomen.

What was even more dire was that Ye Feng had already activated his Emperor’s Armor, but the opponent’s Spirit Sword directly penetrated the defense of the Emperor’s Armor, almost as if ignoring it completely, cutting through it as easily as slicing tofu—it was simply too horrifying.

In an instant, a ghastly wound appeared on Ye Feng’s left side abdomen, with blood spurting out profusely. However, Ye Feng’s gaze slightly furrowed, and suddenly a golden light twinkled over his abdomen. The long wound began rapidly healing and, in the blink of an eye, the wound healed completely. His flesh body’s regenerative power was truly formidable.

"Impressive regenerative ability, but what comes next won’t be as simple as your abdomen being injured. This next sword strike may take your head off, unless you have the ability to regenerate a severed head. Otherwise, you might as well surrender and spare yourself—don’t blame me if you end up dead!"

The young man in white from the Bu Family sneered lightly, his confident manner indicating that his words weren’t mere intimidation but stemmed from sheer confidence in himself. Of course, he also had a reason for that confidence, for the Spirit Sword in his hand was no ordinary weapon.

Suddenly, Ye Feng laughed, baring his teeth and saying, "A Spirit Sword, eh? You really think with a Spirit Sword in hand you’re invincible? It just so happens I have a sword too. Let’s see whose sword is stronger!"

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As his words fell, a golden rainbow light suddenly burst forth from Ye Feng’s forehead, shooting into the sky. Only then did the crowd realize it was also a sword, one that looked even more colossal, magnificent, and ancient compared to the young man from the Bu Family’s sword—its Sword Qi was much more powerful too.

This sword was none other than Ye Feng’s Sword of the King!

At this moment, the Bu Family youth couldn’t help but change his expression. Looking at the Sword of the King, filled with vast Sword Qi and hovering in mid-air, he exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible? You actually... actually also have a Spirit Sword, and your Spirit Sword..."

Ye Feng suddenly interrupted him, "The words you said earlier, I now return to you. It’s not too late for you to admit defeat and surrender, otherwise, don’t blame me for eradicating you!"

The Bu Family youth suddenly clenched his teeth and roared vehemently, "I am the strongest! If we’re talking about the Four Great Ancient Clans, that’s another thing, but no one in the mere Mortal World could possibly defeat me, even you, Northern King Ye Feng, it’s impossible. To ask me to admit defeat? Even more impossible!"

As his words fell, the Bu Family youth suddenly swung his Great Hand, and the Spirit Sword in front of him whistled as it broke through the air.

"Slash!" Tang Feng thrust his Great Hand forward, and the Sword of the King immediately took action, assuming a king’s stance. In an instant, it was upon the opponent’s Spirit Sword, and then it slashed down from above.

Clang!

Accompanied by an earth-shattering boom, a radiance burst forth from the collision point between the two swords, outshining the sun above. Under the impact, the Sword of the King stood unmoved, like a true king, while the sword of the Bu Family youth was blasted away, eventually falling to the ground.

The sword’s radiance had already dimmed, and even the Sword Qi had mostly dissipated, no longer possessing the initial brilliance it once had!

Sputter...

The Bu Family youth spat out blood, looking to have suffered a serious injury. It wasn’t until this moment that the crowd realized that this sword was his Lifebound Treasure bonded with his life.

Of course, to be regarded as a Lifebound Treasure was no ordinary matter, but even so, it was disabled by Ye Feng’s Sword of the King in a single strike. If one looked carefully, they could see several black cracks appearing on the young man’s Spirit Sword. Although it did not shatter on the spot, it was heavily damaged.

"Go!" With a slight movement at Ye Feng’s brow, the Sword of the King shot out, instantly arriving in front of the Bu Family youth.

Seeing this, Tang Bai abruptly stood up on the high platform, tensed all over. He appeared very anxious because the Bu Family youth was from the Direct Lineage of the Bu Family Ancient Clan. If something untoward happened to him today, the entire Bu Family Ancient Clan would be thunderously furious.

Ye Feng’s death wouldn’t matter, but he didn’t want to be implicated, especially as it was he who proposed to invite the Bu Family youth.

However, Ye Feng didn’t deliver a killing blow. Apart from the opponent possessing considerable talent, and the fact that there was no deep-seated hatred between them, Ye Feng wouldn’t go around killing a person from Xuanyuan Nation who could potentially become a Supreme Master.

"Now, do I have the qualifications to know your name?" Ye Feng’s mouth lifted slightly, his expression filled with mockery.

Clenching his fists tightly, the Bu Family youth already knew he could no longer contend with his opponent, as his strongest Lifebound Treasure had been disabled. This meant he had lost, and in just one move at that.

Although unwilling to accept it, he had to acknowledge the strength of his adversary. With that thought, the Bu Family youth gritted his teeth and said, "You indeed have that qualification. My name is Bu Tianyun!"

Ye Feng couldn’t help but laugh, "That’s a good name. You seem to be a man of backbone. If you still wish to fight, then pick up your sword. Don’t say I didn’t give you the chance. Of course, if you have any self-awareness, you should leave now!"

Grinding his teeth, Bu Tianyun said word by word, "I admit, you are strong, to have cultivated to such an extent in the Mortal World, your talent is astonishing. But one thing I must tell you: though I have lost today, I will never admit defeat. In no more than three years, I, Bu Tianyun, will reclaim the humiliation of today’s defeat!"

After these words, Bu Tianyun summoned his Lifebound Spiritual Sword back into his gourd with a gesture, then shot up into the sky, leaving the venue straight away.

And it was not until this moment that the entire venue erupted with thunderous applause, and the Martial Dao tournament finally ended perfectly with Ye Feng’s victory, which also meant that he was going to assume the position of dean of the Xuanyuan Nation Martial Dao Academy.

At this moment, every person in the venue was cheering for the name of Northern King Ye Feng, with joyous shouts and thunderous applause swelling like relentless waves, stirring the entire venue, and even the common folk of Xuanyuan Nation in front of their TVs joined in the celebration. Indeed, it was a national jubilation.

And at this instant, in the Sea of Consciousness of Ye Feng, the scroll suddenly manifested an immense surge of Emperor’s Luck.