hotmtlnovel Chapter 119 Keeping Promises
Chapter 119 Keeping Promises
The three old men of the fields were defeated.
Defeated swiftly and miserably.
The eldest elder's chest bone was shattered, and he had passed out.
It was fortunate that he was a half-step from the Battle King realm; otherwise, such injuries might have endangered his life!
While the injuries of the second and third elders were considerably less severe than those of the eldest, their wrists had also been completely twisted and deformed. It was still uncertain whether they would ever regain the ability to wield a blade again.
"Ridiculous Southern Border army, ridiculous Dragon Country!"
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"If the Southern Border army has only this level of strength, then the military strength of the east, west, and north must be similar, right?"
"
Miyamoto Musashi's rampant laughter echoed in everyone's ears.
All faces showed anger, but they were powerless to act.
This was a battle between Miyamoto Musashi and the three old men of the fields; they couldn't intervene.
Just then, a cold voice suddenly emerged.
The haughty smile on Miyamoto Musashi's face froze instantly as he turned his head to look at the speaker.
Facing Miyamoto Musashi's murderous gaze, Ye Ling hooked his lips into a scornful smile.
"Who exactly are you? To repeatedly disrespect this old man, you are quite bold!"
Miyamoto Musashi glared at Ye Ling and said coldly.
"What? You... you are the Northern Liao King!"
Miyamoto Musashi's expression drastically changed, asking in disbelief.
Although Wo Country was 108,000 miles away from Ye Ling's Northern Liao, the Northern Liao King Ye Ling's reputation was exceptionally prominent even in Wo Country.
However, three years ago, Ye Ling's reputation suffered a drastic downfall after he was framed and imprisoned.
Everyone watched Ye Ling anxiously, praying that the Northern Liao King's stance would be firm enough not to hand over the sword.
But under the anxious gaze of the crowd, Ye Ling simply nodded with a smile.
He then said, "Naturally, since I have lost to you, I will indeed hand over the sword."
"Wang Tiezhu, fetch the sword left by the Old Southern Border King!"
Hearing Ye Ling call his name, Wang Tiezhu, standing beneath the stage, changed expression. Although he was reluctant, he dared not defy Ye Ling's words.
With no choice, Wang Tiezhu turned and walked towards a large hall not far away.
"Good! I have always heard that the Northern Liao King is the foremost among the kings of the four battle zones. Seeing you today proves it!"
Miyamoto Musashi looked at Ye Ling and spoke.
In response, Ye Ling merely glanced at him noncommittally and said nothing more.
"Northern Liao King! That sword is the only thing left by the Old Southern Border King in the Southern Border; are you really going to hand it over to Miyamoto Musashi?"
"Yes, Northern Liao King! That sword must not be handed over. If it is, the only thing left by the Old Southern Border King will be gone!"
"Everyone says the Northern Liao King is powerful. Why don't you take action directly and kill Miyamoto Musashi and his men to keep the sword left by the Old Southern Border King!"
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Seeing Wang Tiezhu really turn to leave and fetch the sword, the Southern Border army below the stage became restless, shouting towards Ye Ling on the stage.
Ye Ling glanced sideways at the agitated Southern Border army below and said coldly, "The sword is meant to be handed over; are you thinking of reneging now?"
"If you knew this day would come, why didn't each of you train properly to become powerful martial artists?"
"If any of you had reached the Battle King realm, you could come to Southern Border and strut your stuff!"
Hearing Ye Ling's words, the Southern Border army slowly lowered their heads, their expressions exceedingly grim.
Even though Ye Ling's words were harsh, no one could argue with them.
After all, Ye Ling was right. If their strength had been stronger, if someone had reached the Battle King realm, Miyamoto Musashi, a man from Wo Country, wouldn't have the audacity to strut around in the Southern Border!
But now it was too late; with the defeat of the Southern Border's strongest forces, the three old men, it meant that the sword left by the Old Southern Border King was going to change hands and become Miyamoto Musashi's property.