Berserk God of War-Chapter 782: Xingluo Battle Flag

The tone of the Xingluo male student remained indisputable,

"Commandeer?"

Upon hearing this, Lang Yisuo clearly hesitated for a moment before responding with a furrowed brow in a chilly voice, "Sorry, our Divine Spaceship must arrive in Zhanwu City within a designated time and cannot be commandeered by anyone."

The schedule of the Divine Spaceship was precise. What would happen if it were commandeered now and they missed the Overlord Commerce’s quota for the battle in Central Plains?

Besides, the assailants were from the Xingluo Academy...

Lang Yisuo was a student of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, sworn enemies of Xingluo Academy. Why should he listen to them?

The male and female students across from him were slightly stunned for a moment; clearly, they had not expected Lang Yisuo to dare to refuse.

In the War Martial Region, apart from Zhanwu City and a few sect territories, the orders of the Three Great Academies were decrees that no one was allowed to defy.

Realizing this, the Xingluo male student stared at Lang Yisuo and barked sharply, "Don’t you know what ’commandeer’ means?"

"It means you can’t reject, nor can you afford to reject!"

Upon hearing this, Lang Yisuo’s expression darkened, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.

However, before he could speak, the male student spoke again, "But I don’t care to argue with you. Since you are also going to Zhanwu City? Just obediently follow us then; we’re heading there as well."

At this last statement, Lang Yisuo furrowed his brow again, realizing that they were also headed to Zhanwu City.

After hesitating, he nodded slightly, as this was the War Martial Region, and he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

But, in the next instant, the students from Xingluo Female Academy suddenly threw a stack of objects and commanded, "These are our Xingluo Academy battle flags. Place them all on your Divine Spaceship, and do not err."

Instantly, Lang Yisuo froze again, staring intently at the large pile of Xingluo battle flags on the ground.

The passengers on the Holy Night ship were also stunned and glanced around, only to realize that hundreds of Divine Spaceships around them had begun to raise the Xingluo Academy’s battle flags as well; likely, many of these ships had been commandeered too.

Seeing that Lang Yisuo did not respond, the male student from the academy coldly barked, "Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear the order to hurry up and arrange the battle flags?"

At the door of the cabin, Sikong Jing suddenly stepped forward and slowly walked toward Lang Yisuo’s position.

His eyes gradually narrowed to a slit.

At the same time, Lang Yisuo also slowly raised his head and then coldly replied, "I am very sorry, but I do not wish to be commandeered anymore. We are not accustomed to raising the battle flags of other powers."

Though his tone was calm and he appeared very honest, Lang Yisuo’s determination was extremely firm.

It was absurd. Raising the Xingluo Academy’s battle flags as a student of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace would be laughable if word got out!

Moreover, if the Hua Lidian was in a hurry for something and couldn’t find the Changhua in time with the Xingluo battle flags up, what then?

As soon as he finished speaking, the two Xingluo students across from him visibly froze again, and the next moment, they erupted with intense killing intent; the male student coldly asked, "You still dare to refuse? Do you even qualify to do that?"

The female student coldly snorted, "Senior Brother, why waste words? I’ll just cripple him and raise the Xingluo battle flags then."

Immediately after stepping forward, she added, "Senior Brother Shang doesn’t have that much time to wait for us."

With that said, the female student swiftly flew down from her demon beast mount and aggressively charged straight toward Lang Yisuo.

With no words left, there was only a show of force!

In a blink, the female student reached Lang Yisuo, paused briefly, and then said, "I don’t know who you are, but in the War Martial Region, defying us on the territory of my Xingluo Academy is tantamount to... destruction!"

_Swoosh_...

As she spoke, the female student swung her palm toward Lang Yisuo, carrying a fierce wind.

But Lang Yisuo’s expression remained unchanged as he threw a punch.

Boom!

An intense explosion erupted on the Changhua Godship, and the arrogant female student’s face drastically changed as she screamed and was blown away.

Immediately after, she landed in front of her demon beast mount, exclaiming in surprise, "Daoist Martial Realm!"

Indeed, Yisuo had also reached the Daoist Martial Realm.

At the same time, the male student on the demon beast mount also showed a look of shock. Yisuo was really too young, and such young Daoist Martial Realm warriors were rare – were they not all disciples or nephews of some major forces?

At that moment, Yisuo slowly retracted his fist and said again, "I’ll say it again, our Divine Spaceship will not be requisitioned."

The male and female students exchanged a brief look, and then gradually controlled their shock, staring menacingly at Yisuo and counter-asked, "Who are you? From which force are you?"

Despite their shock, they remained fearless. This was Xingluo Academy’s territory, what was there to fear?

Of course, it was still necessary to ask which force he was from, to avoid offending anyone.

"Wanbao Pavilion," Yisuo spoke calmly.

At those three words, the male and female students looked at each other again. Wanbao Pavilion was also a major force in the East Plain Northern Land, with its branches spread throughout this region, even the Three Great Academies had to give them face.

The two of them hesitated for a moment.

But in the next instant, another figure with starlight suddenly flashed from afar and landed.

This was a middle-aged man dressed as an instructor from the Xingluo Academy, who shouted at the pair, "What are you delaying for? Your Senior Brother Shang and the others are about to start their patrol, and yet this Divine Spaceship hasn’t raised its Battle Flag?"

The male and female students, upon hearing this, hurried forward and pointed at Yisuo, explaining a few words.

The middle-aged instructor’s eyes flashed with a sharp light as he said coldly, "This time the contest for spots from the Overlord Commerce is of great importance. Holy Dragon Palace and Heavenly Dao, two major acadies, will both send grand entourages to cheer. We absolutely cannot be weaker than them."

"Right now your Senior Brother Shang has guests here, we cannot let the guests see a joke."

"I don’t care if they are from Wanbao Pavilion or Qianbao Pavilion, get them to raise the Battle Flag immediately and display the might of our Xingluo."

Having said this, the middle-aged instructor turned to leave.

The message was very clear, even if it was Wanbao Pavilion, on their turf, they must comply.

But he was again stopped by the male and female students, who, with grim expressions, indicated that they were unable to beat Yisuo.

Smirking, the middle-aged instructor again halted.

"Useless fools, you can’t even beat a youngster from a junk-selling Wanbao Pavilion, make sure you don’t mention this in front of the guests, to avoid embarrassment, understood?"

After speaking, the middle-aged instructor looked at Yisuo and without another word, stretched out his finger. A stream of True Qi then burst forth.

It was indeed the True Qi of the Extraordinary Fourth Realm. After releasing the Finger Light, the middle-aged instructor turned away, not wanting to deal further. As far as he was concerned, Yisuo was just a little fellow from the Daoist Martial First Realm, and this Finger Light would be enough to knock him down.

To resist? Impossible.

At the same time, the male and female students also rushed up, wanting to viciously kick Yisuo a few times, blaming him for the scolding they had received.

Buzz...

Just as the Finger Light was about to reach Yisuo’s face, another Finger Light appeared, clashed with the incoming Finger Light, and exploded with a loud boom, directly hitting the male and female students who were rushing up—right at the center of the explosion...

"Ahh..."

Two screams sounded as the pair flew out like kites with their strings cut, landing right in front of the middle-aged instructor.

Their faces slammed hard into the ground, buttocks upturned in a most disgraceful fashion.