I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1402 - 1403: Northern Overlord

The influence of Hungry Wolf in the North has already surpassed that of Ximen Shenggu, the alliance hierarch of Iron Gale Cavalry, and is on par with the Eastern Cloud Dragon of the Southern Red Mansion. Initially, many people didn’t know that Hungry Wolf was the leader of Dragon Cliff, but after this battle, Dragon Cliff will definitely become the northern hegemon in a short time.

"Let’s begin," you said calmly.

Kandong Kanxi slowly exhaled a breath, saying, "Although I’m arrogant, I know I’m far from being your opponent, but don’t expect me to surrender, I will definitely fight to the end!"

You slowly lifted your head and revealed a slight smile: "I’ll fulfill your wish."

"Kill!" Kandong Kanxi swung his knife straight at you, and amidst his roar, the entire Demon Slayer blade burst into fierce flames. However, to everyone’s surprise, you took out an extremely ordinary longsword, a beginner’s weapon, at this moment!

"Don’t underestimate me!"

The clash between a Ghost Artifact Level weapon and the most ordinary Iron Sword resulted in you being blown back. As you were about to reach the edge of the arena, and just as the crowd gasped, you pushed hard with your foot, accelerating your body swiftly, shooting towards Kandong Kanxi like lightning. You struck, one sword, two swords, three swords...

In just 1.3 seconds, you thrust out twenty-one swords in succession, each at a different angle and with different force, felling the Level 64 samurai Kandong Kanxi instantly. Looking at his health bar, there was still a little life value left!

The entire venue was dumbfounded; what an incredibly fast sword technique!

"Hun... Mu Yun wins!" the host made the timely ruling.

The deafening cheers shook the entire venue; this was indeed the real Hungry Wolf, the hegemon of the North!

You didn’t pay attention to the crowd but instead slowly walked towards the location of Feng Yujian and the others.

"Boss, you’re too strong!"

"Simply invincible in the world!"

"Idol!"

"Love you to death!" Ten people rushed over to you, and you did not avoid them, firmly being embraced by Feng Yujian.

"I watched all of your matches, very impressive." You still had a smile on your face.

"It’s all thanks to Boss for promoting us, otherwise, we wouldn’t be here today."

After the crowd chatted warmly for a while, the elimination matches began with the host’s commentary. Dragon Cliff had twelve people participating in this Martial Arts Tournament, and nine passed through the battles, of which five were unfamiliar faces, likely newcomers recently promoted by Feng Yujian. The first elimination match was one of your subordinates, a samurai called "White Knife." White Knife’s opponent was at the same level as him, both Level 67, and had a strange name "Milk Soybean."

Milk Soybean’s equipment was two levels better than White Knife’s; White Knife was outfitted entirely in superior top-quality level, while Milk Soybean had all epic-level mid-quality gear.

Naturally, a duel between two samurais was filled with flashes of blades; both relied on true skill and knowledge. White Knife’s weapon was a superior long knife, all white, matching his name. White Knife and the others had been instructed by you, and in the process of wielding the knife, you could see traces of your influence in White Knife’s sword technique. You smiled and nodded at Feng Yujian beside you, saying, "White Knife is bound to win this match."

"Indeed, among the eleven personally trained by Boss, White Knife and Shitou have been the most diligent. After you left, they went to Yin Mountain twice, although they didn’t acquire much in terms of equipment, their technique has greatly improved, and the two work seamlessly together, even I can’t withstand their joint attack."

You looked around and noticed the absence of Smiling Knife, prompting you to ask: "Where did Knife go?"

"Heh, he went on a mission," Feng Yujian chuckled and said, "There’s a guild named ’The World is Windy and Cloudy’ daring to provoke us, so I deliberately let five novices stand in, allowing Knife to take five guild elites and take advantage of the Martial Arts Tournament to take down their base."

You nodded thoughtfully: "I agree with your approach, but remember, if they can be drawn in, do so, if they are enemies, show no mercy."

"Understood." Feng Yujian and you exchanged gazes and both found the sentiments they sought in each other’s eyes. In some ways, Feng Yujian shares many similarities with you, but he is not as ruthless as you, and his strength isn’t on par with yours, so he is willing to remain under you, building a new world for you.

"Clang!" As you chatted and laughed with Feng Yujian, intense clanging sounds came from the arena. You turned to look but found that White Knife’s blade had forcefully struck Milk Soybean’s Demon Slayer. Taking advantage of Milk Soybean’s daze from the vibrations, White Knife kicked him in the stomach and quickly followed with over ten killing moves while Milk Soybean was defenseless.

"Won." Amid the thunderous applause of the crowd, White Knife defeated Milk Soybean.

White Knife then engaged in several matches that seemed exciting to outsiders but were merely easy tasks for experts like you.

Before your own match, however, your attention was drawn to a seemingly ordinary man. Outsiders might not see it, but his actions and moves seemed so ordinary; yet, within that ordinary appearance, there was a familiarity that gave you a sense of threatening power.

"The next match is the leader of Dragon Cliff, Mu Yun, versus Jianghu’s little shrimp from Beautiful Land!" As the host announced your name, you felt several peculiar glances directed at you.

First, there was the leisurely-looking Eastern Cloud Dragon from afar, his eyes filled with hatred as if wanting to tear you apart. Besides him, there were also some leaders from the big guilds like Ximen Shenggu. What surprised you the most was the presence of an extraordinarily beautiful woman among them, and to your shock, it was none other than Li Qimeng, whom you had once threatened. At this moment, Li Qimeng’s eyes were fixed on you with a sinister look.

You exhaled and slowly walked onto the arena.

"Hungry Wolf, whether you consider it bad luck or just plain unlucky to encounter me?" Jianghu’s little shrimp, a Level 71 samurai, with an exquisite set of equipment, equipped with two divine artifacts and a Ghost Device Set!

"Your equipment is not bad," you said nonchalantly, eyeing Jianghu’s little shrimp’s divine artifact-level treasured sword named "Qing Gang."

"I’m a talented player, and I have two transformations, you can’t beat me," Jianghu’s little shrimp said with an arrogant and conceited smile, "I’m the first master in Beautiful Land, and an ancient martial arts master myself, do you think you can defeat me?"

You did not respond but turned to look at the host.

"Begin!"

As soon as the word "begin" reached Jianghu’s little shrimp’s ears, you suddenly moved, body like lightning — no, your speed seemed to surpass human limits, nearing the speed of light. You instantly teleported behind Jianghu’s little shrimp, delivering over ten quick thrusts.

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