Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Sima Yang stood with his sword, snorting, "Out of respect for you being a grandmaster, I am reluctant to kill you just yet. Do you dare sign a battle challenge letter, a life-and-death contract with me?"

Sima Zhantian's entire body exuded a resolute fighting spirit, but he didn't immediately respond, turning his head to look at Ye Feng instead.

"My lord, grant your subordinate permission to fight and chop off this mongrel's head!"

"Granted!" Ye Feng slammed his chopsticks down on the table.

"Very well!"

Sima Yang laughed, then turned his head to Moo Xilin and said loudly, "Go and relay my message, please inform the other commanders of the Southern Territory to assemble at the training ground. I want them to witness a great spectacle!"

In fact, this was Sima Yang's intention. Upon entering, he had deliberately ignored Ye Feng's identity as the Northern Border King, acting as if he was unaware. Thus, the Northern Border King naturally could not charge him with the crime of disrespect, at most it would be a matter of ignorance.

Once the two parties signed the battle challenge letter, the fight to the death would become justifiable!

After that, as long as he defeated or even killed his opponent, he would have regained his standing.

"I will relay the message at once!" Moo Xilin immediately clasped his hands and then withdrew.

"Since that is the case, I shall wait for you at the training ground. I hope you won't be cowards, but of course, if you wish not to come, I have always been magnanimous and will not hold it against you!"

With a grand gesture, Sima Yang swiftly turned and departed.

Ye Feng watched him leave, his face devoid of any expression. A mere talented swordsman wasn't even worth his concern; what slightly caught his interest was the Heng Mountain Sword Sect behind the man.

The Heng Mountain Sword Sect had a long history and, despite its decline in the last century, had been growing considerably more powerful in recent years with the Hengling Domain Lord's leadership, gaining significant prestige in the Southern Territory as many disciples entered the military.

Ye Feng knew clearly that if he were to perish Sima Yang, neither the Heng Mountain Sword Sect nor the Hengling Domain Lord would let the matter rest.

Of course, none of these concerned Ye Feng, the Northern Border King, too deeply.

Before his breakthrough to the realm of Martial King, he might have had some concerns about moving against a famous ancient martial arts sect, but now, should they dare to emerge in full force, he would simply crush them!

"Let's go to the training ground!" Ye Feng commanded with a broad wave of his hand and then proceeded to the southern training ground with Hong Qingyan pushing his wheelchair.

Though Moo Xilin's swordsmanship might not amount to much, his ability to spread the word was indeed strong. In the blink of an eye, the entire Southern Territory base camp was abuzz with the news.

Soon, pairs of Southern Territory soldiers made their way to the training ground, and before long, the training ground, capable of accommodating thousands, was surrounded by a throng of people.

When Ye Feng arrived at the sand-covered training ground, the place was already crowded, with the other commanders of the Southern Territory in attendance, all on the high platform.

Of course, the King of the Southern Territory was not present. In fact, since he went into secluded cultivation five years ago, he rarely appeared in public, especially in the past two years when he hardly ever left his home, so everyone was used to disregarding his absence.

As for the Lord of the Nine Domains, he seldom visited the Southern Territory base camp, only coming over for special or urgent matters, spending the rest of his time ruling over his domain, lord of all he surveyed.

Ye Feng and his party followed the crowd and then ascended the high platform.

Although at this time, the entire Base Camp of the Southern Territory was already aware that the former Northern Border King had arrived in the Southern Territory, no one had the intention of greeting him with due respect. On the contrary, many faces even displayed a disdainful and contemptuous expression.

"Really, he can barely maintain his own Northern Border King position, and yet he thinks of coming to our Southern Territory. What is he trying to do, looking for trouble?" Soon, discussions started among the people below.

"Exactly, he's clearly a cripple with broken legs, yet he still thinks of coming here to flaunt his arrogance in the Southern Territory. Regardless of him now being a cripple, even at his prime, we wouldn't necessarily regard him!"

"Shh... keep your voices down. I heard that our third Great Commander was killed on the spot by this so-called Northern Border King this afternoon for being highly disrespectful!"

"Hmph... What's there to fear? Does this wheelchair-bound Northern Border King dare to kill all of us soldiers of the Southern Territory? He doesn't have that kind of guts. Our Southern Territory's first swordsman has already stepped forward. Just wait and see.

Once his subordinate is defeated, that guy will have to roll out of the Southern Territory with his tail between his legs!"

"Indeed, a king who's on the verge of being incapacitated due to his broken legs doesn't deserve our respect. We must make him roll out of the Southern Territory later!"

The rising and falling voices of discussion in the training ground below naturally reached Ye Feng's ears, but he couldn't be bothered to care. The Northern Border King acted without considering anyone's opinions and would never explain himself to anyone.
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Sima Yang, however, was quite pleased with himself, his lips curving up irresistibly. If he won today's battle, not only would he be able to get justice for his junior brother, but he would also greatly boost his own reputation in the Southern Territory.

"Looks like everyone is almost here, let's begin over there!"

Sima Yang immediately stepped forward three paces, then subtly gestured towards an elder.

Understanding the cue, the elder picked up an agreement from the desk and announced loudly, "Both parties have agreed to a competitive match, but swords and sabers have no eyes. This is a Life and Death Contract. Once signed, each is responsible for their own life or death!"

Sima Yang immediately waved his hand toward Sima Zhantian and said, "Please!"

Without saying another word, Sima Zhantian dragged his tall frame over briskly and quickly signed his name and pressed his hand seal on it, followed by Sima Yang doing the same.

"With that, the duel begins. To the arena!" the elder declared and swiftly moved to the side.

"I hear you are from the Northern Border, aren't you? I hope you don't disappoint me too much next, or else if word of this gets back to the Southern Territory, I'm afraid the Flag Leaders there won't be able to save face!"

Sima Yang let out a loud laugh, lightly tapped his foot, and his whole body soared up, reaching the arena in a blink of an eye.

Without a word, Sima Zhantian charged forward.

Ye Feng's expression remained indifferent throughout; with keen eyesight, he could clearly see that Sima Yang had just entered the Huajin Grandmaster realm and that even the Qi Force within his body hadn't fully reached a divine state.

More importantly, Sima Yang was a Chief Instructor, a person who had always taught others, never having been on the battlefield. People like that simply couldn't compare to someone like Sima Zhantian, who was a Great Commander seasoned by countless battles.

Moreover, Sima Zhantian himself was a profound Huajin Master, whose Qi Force had long since achieved divinity!

"Three moves, I only need three moves to chop off your dog head!" Sima Zhantian gripped the saber, his whole being exuding deadly energy.

"Ignorant braggart, you dare to act so arrogantly in front of me, it's simply seeking death!" Sima Yang flicked his wrist, and the Azure Jian Sword in his hand immediately began to produce a series of sword flowers.

"Meet your end!" Sima Zhantian raised his saber and lunged forward like a ferocious tiger, indeed a sight of vigorous might.