Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Chapter 121 Fear

"Does the Northern Liao King really want to use the Northern Liao King's Order as a wager... If he loses, wouldn't Northern Liao be finished?"

"Are you foolish, or do you think the Northern Liao army is made up of fools? They don't pledge loyalty to this mere token, but to Ye Ling, the Northern Liao King!"

"Exactly, you should see how distinguished the Northern Liao King is, how he so casually despises Miyamoto Musashi, this mighty warrior. His supreme position in the hearts of the Northern Liao army simply cannot be shaken!"

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The crowd below the platform was also shocked by Ye Ling's crazy move of using the King's Order as a wager, and they began discussing it fervently.

Seeing Miyamoto Musashi agree, a scornful smile curled at the corners of Ye Ling's lips.

"Since the precious sword was already our wager, you cannot continue using it."

"This sword was left by the Old Southern Border King, and you, a dwarf from Wo Country, are not worthy to wield it!"

Ye Ling said with an indifferent expression.

Although Miyamoto Musashi was extremely furious upon hearing this, he snorted coldly and reluctantly threw the longsword aside.

"Clang!"

The sword fell beside the platform and directly pierced through it, inserting the entire blade into the platform.

Cutting iron as if it were mud, nothing less!

Seeing this scene, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes flickered again, and his desire for the sword became even more intense.

Seeing him like this, Ye Ling scoffed coldly and then threw the Northern Liao King's Order into that corner as well.

The Northern Liao King's Order landed perfectly on the handle of the sword, as if it had been carefully placed there by someone!

This showed that Ye Ling's control over his own power had reached a terrifying level.

"Northern Liao King, you do have some tricks; you are much stronger than that waste of the Southern Border King."

Miyamoto Musashi's pupils suddenly narrowed, then he said with a scornful expression, "But to think that with these little tricks you could defeat me is quite delusional!"

"When I beat you down soon, don't cry and beg me not to take away the Northern Liao King's Order!"

As a mighty warrior, Miyamoto Musashi had absolute confidence in his ability to fear no warriors from Dragon Country!

After all, apart from those few mighty warriors, Dragon Country had no other warriors of such caliber.

So, although Ye Ling showed an extremely terrifying control of power at this moment, Miyamoto Musashi was not worried at all about being defeated by Ye Ling.

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"You sure talk a lot."

"Are you ready? I'm about to begin."

Ye Ling glanced at him disdainfully and said.

Miyamoto Musashi's expression instantly turned indifferent as he coldly eyed Ye Ling and scoffed, "The Northern Liao King can make his move anytime!"

"Good!"

Ye Ling uttered a word, and then his entire form vanished from Miyamoto Musashi's sight.

This sudden change made Miyamoto Musashi's expression drastically alter.

Without a second thought, he began retreating backward, attempting to increase the distance between him and Ye Ling.

He could never have dreamed that Ye Ling's strength would be so formidable!

He was able to explode with such terrifying speed right under his eyes, and even his mighty warrior strength couldn't capture Ye Ling's traces!

Facing such a powerful opponent, Miyamoto Musashi immediately lost his confidence.

"Trying to flee? Can you even escape?"

Before Miyamoto Musashi had retreated a few steps, Ye Ling's indifferent voice had already reached his ears.

As soon as the words fell, Miyamoto Musashi felt a piercing, heart-drilling agony emanating from his right arm!

"Thud!"

In the midst of Miyamoto Musashi's fearful gaze, his right arm was chopped off at the root and fell in front of him!

"Ah!"

Miyamoto Musashi immediately cried out in pain, his left hand reaching towards his right shoulder, but as his left hand touched the wound, he could not help but let out another scream.

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone present.

The crowd, wearing stunned expressions, watched the scene on the platform in disbelief, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"My heavens! What level of strength does the Northern Liao King possess to sever Miyamoto Musashi's right arm in one move, and Miyamoto Musashi, this warrior king, did not even have a chance to resist!"

"This is terrifying, did anyone see how the Northern Liao King just got to Miyamoto Musashi's side? It felt like teleportation to me."

"I'm convinced! I admit what the Northern Liao King said, compared with him, we are nothing... No! We are worse than nothing!"

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The soldiers of the Southern Border Army all wore shocked expressions, staring in disbelief at Ye Ling, who stood calmly on the platform.

Miyamoto Musashi immediately turned around to face Ye Ling, no longer exhibiting his previous arrogance, and he lacked the courage to strike at Ye Ling any longer.

Since Ye Ling could sever his right arm in an instant, he could naturally sever his head just as quickly!

In the face of death, Miyamoto Musashi became humble, and even with his right arm severed, he could not harbor any resentment against Ye Ling!

When the disparity in strength was so vast and knowing that revenge was futile, Miyamoto Musashi wisely chose to concede.

For he knew that if he continued to trouble Ye Ling or even continued to talk tough, he would likely die by Ye Ling's hand.

The Northern Liao King facing him was the most ruthless of the four kings in the great battle zones of the Dragon Nation.

"Are you convinced now?"

Ye Ling did not continue to attack Miyamoto Musashi, but instead asked him.

Miyamoto Musashi nodded vigorously, his voice trembling as he said, "I am convinced... I beg you, Northern Liao King, spare my life..."

"Heh, if I wanted your life, do you think you would still be alive now?"

Ye Ling chuckled coldly, then continued, "Considering that you have entered my Dragon Nation several times but never killed a single person from my nation, I shall spare you today."

"But if there's a next time, no mercy will be shown!"

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

After humbly thanking Ye Ling, he didn't look back and ran towards the city outskirts, his panicky demeanor as if a demon was chasing him.

The few people from Wo Country who came with Miyamoto Musashi also snapped back to reality and turned to escape with him.

"Wait! Take this severed arm with you, lest it contaminates the soil of my Dragon Nation!"

Ye Ling suddenly spoke, then kicked Miyamoto Musashi's severed arm at them.

The flying arm struck several people from Wo Country, sending them flying. They didn't dare to speak further, grabbed Miyamoto Musashi's arm, and quickly fled into the distance.

"Long live the Northern Liao King!"

Down below the platform, someone initiated the chant, and soon, tens of thousands of troops shouted in unison, shaking the heavens!

Ye Ling, however, shook his head with a smile, picked up the Northern Cool King's Order on the sword, then jumped off the platform and walked into the distance.