Berserk God of War-Chapter 1387: Calculation, the Ultimate Emperor-grade Sword
Cang Yuan replied hoarsely, "It’s already incredibly terrifying. No matter how terrifying Su Old Demon is, he’s still a figure who shakes the heavens and earth. Trying to break his record is nearly impossible, but the black-clad youth seems to be still persevering."
It’s been so long and he hasn’t backed out, he must still be holding on fiercely.
"To hold on for this long, he must not be much worse than Su Old Demon."
"The Peak Master has already sent word that he will rush over immediately. We must hold onto this black-clad youth when the time comes and must not neglect him."
With Cang Yuan’s instructions, everyone nodded heavily, who the heck would dare to be negligent?
And so, Cang Yuan and the others waited quietly, waiting for the black-clad youth to come around and for the Peak Master’s arrival.
Meanwhile, the dozens of onlookers who were unable to leave looked excited. They had witnessed history and chose not to join the hustle and bustle at the Soldier Formation Master Guild, staying behind for unexpected gains.
This matter would be enough for them to boast about for a lifetime.
And now no one knew that Sikong Jing had actually reached the final strike, about to hit the eighteenth strike... For others, it gets harder the further they go, but for him, it gets faster the further along he goes.
Just as he thought before, he challenged Tie Cang’s Wuming Stone, wanting to find inspiration from countless basic martial skills to create Beast Skills.
So during the constant challenge, inspiration erupted, his mastery over martial skills grew deeper and more comprehensive, and the surrounding illusory shadows were all peak Martial Enlightenment Stage existences, so the number didn’t make much difference to him.
Because he is the Invincible God General, the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts...
The Invincible God General has faced tens of thousands alone countless times, the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts fears not fighting against the masses, he would just tear them apart entirely.
So he tore them apart, shattering all the obstructing shadows with eighteen kinds of weapons and fought his way to the giant bell, then, as before, he merely flicked the giant bell lightly with his finger.
Ring...
A gentle yet extremely pleasant sound rang in Sikong Jing’s ears.
Then... Buzz!
The surrounding illusory shadows suddenly vanished without a trace.
At the same time, the giant bell suddenly became illusory, Sikong Jing quickly stepped back, saying, "Could it be that fully ringing it will have some unexpected effect?"
No one has ever done this before, so Sikong Jing wasn’t clear what it would be like to truly break through Tie Cang’s Wuming Stone.
He felt somewhat expectant, yet cautious and alert.
In the next moment, the giant bell drifted away like ink washed off, disappearing into space.
A figure gradually coalesced, then a tall middle-aged figure appeared before Sikong Jing.
He was mighty and deep, giving off a feeling like a mountain held in reverence.
As Sikong Jing concentrated in vigilance, the tall middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes and said, "Congratulations on breaking through, I am Tie Cang, this is a Mind Spirit Shadow I left behind in the Wuming Stone illusion."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing didn’t show a surprised expression but deeply watched the figure before him.
Tie Cang is precisely the ancestor of Sacred Canggu Peak, a horrifying existence at the Holy Martial Stage...
But the Tie Cang Spirit Shadow in front of him was merely an intent condensation, with no memory, left by Tie Cang when he threw down the Wuming Stone, likely intended to reward the one who breaks through.
Indeed, Tie Cang’s Mind Spirit Shadow fixedly observed Sikong Jing, then spoke...
"Are you of Sacred Canggu Peak?"
"If you are, I will impart to you Sacred Canggu Peak’s strongest cultivation technique and martial skill. If not, I will give you a gift."
Upon hearing Tie Cang’s words, Sikong Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly, unexpectedly he could also get a gift.
So he, of course, replied without hesitation, "I’m not."
Sikong Jing wouldn’t pretend to be a disciple of Sacred Canggu Peak, completely unnecessary.
He might even be immediately exposed anyway.
After the words fell, Tie Cang’s Mind Spirit Shadow suddenly condensed into a terrifying intent, then said, "Swear by your soul to never be an enemy of Sacred Canggu Peak, and I will present the gift."
With this statement, Sikong Jing was briefly taken aback, but still, he refused without hesitation, "I will not swear."
Ridiculous, even if he has a good relationship with Chairman Cang Lin now, he couldn’t make such a deadly oath. Who knows what the future holds, if Sacred Canggu Peak persecutes his family and friends, he couldn’t be an enemy?
So he refused, very decisively.
Now, Tie Cang’s intent fixedly stared at Sikong Jing, seemingly trying to see through him thoroughly.
Finally, after a moment, Tie Cang spoke again, "You’re quite similar to someone from decades ago, but you are even stronger than him."
As the words fell, Sikong Jing was stunned, then Grandpa Su’s image flashed in his mind... and he couldn’t help but laugh, it turns out Grandpa Su completely broke through as well but deliberately struck only thirteen times.
It makes sense, given Grandpa Su’s terror, how could it be only thirteen strikes?
He himself didn’t want to break Grandpa Su’s record, and Grandpa Su back then probably didn’t want to attract too much attention.
"Back then, he promised me, if Sacred Canggu Peak faces a crisis, he will definitely assist once, what about you?" Tie Cang hoarsely asked.
Clearly, Grandpa Su also refused to swear by soul.
But to get the gift, he promised Tie Cang to assist should Sacred Canggu Peak be in trouble at least once.
Thinking of this, Sikong Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly, then shook his head again, "I still won’t promise such a thing."
Boom...
Tie Cang violently emitted a terrifying intent, staring at Sikong Jing, "You don’t want the gift? Are you not afraid I’ll blast you?"
Clearly, Tie Cang was very angry at Sikong Jing’s answer, he has already made concessions.
Just follow Grandpa Su’s promise, and you’ll get the gift.
However, Sikong Jing shook his head answering, "You are only a remaining Mind Spirit Shadow, you can’t blast me, and I truly don’t need a gift... if there’s one it’s good naturally, without it wouldn’t be a loss."
"Even though I have gained within the Wuming Stone, I don’t feel owing you anything, I’ve paid a Ming King Crystal."
"Most importantly..."
"Treat my true friends sincerely, I’ll help ten times hundred times without issue, otherwise I won’t help even once."
"This is my principle, not because Grandpa Su promises, I need to promise."
Sikong Jing’s voice was extraordinarily firm, expressing his resolve.
With his words, Tie Cang’s Mind Spirit Shadow breath was sometimes fierce and sometimes hidden, locking tightly onto Sikong Jing.
After three breaths of silence, Tie Cang suddenly made a decision, said heavily, "Forget it, I can demonstrate a martial skill for you, at least reaching Emperor-grade ultimate, now... bring out the martial skill you want demonstrated."
Such a response left Sikong Jing doubly stunned, despite everything Tie Cang was still giving him a gift?
He originally thought the remaining spirit shadow would be angry, would erupt...
But Sikong Jing soon laughed, quickly understanding Tie Cang’s thought process, as long as he gives him the gift, he’ll owe Sacred Canggu Peak a favor.
So Tie Cang no longer bargained any condition, just directly giving... clearly the words convinced him.
Thinking of this, Sikong Jing hesitated a bit, still the matter of taking things makes one hand short.
