Chapter 2043 - 2042: Severed Arm

Chapter 2043: Chapter 2042: Severed Arm

While you’re sick, take your life.

Since a move has been made, there is no need to hold back. Li Feng heard Wanyan Xiu’s reprimand, although it was directed at Wanyan Hao.

A hair’s breadth away.

Wanyan Xiu gritted his teeth secretly, and suddenly the Golden Realm appeared out of thin air.

Puff.

The Golden Realm, like a guillotine, instantly fell between Wanyan Hao and Li Feng, and immediately golden blood spurted out.

All around, the demon kings of the three clans gasped.

This?

What is happening?

Wanyan Hao, looking at his severed arm and the continuously spraying golden blood, was a bit stunned.

"Retreat immediately."

Wanyan Xiu looked sternly at Wanyan Hao, who turned his head to look, then turned to say: "Feng Yang, truly worthy of being the successor of the Fire Phoenix Clan, even my Golden Realm can hardly withstand your Phoenix Fire."

"Wanyan Hao was offensive just now. As the Clan Leader of the Lion Clan, I apologize on his behalf."

"Lion Commander."

Wanyan Hao never expected that the dignified Lion Commander would bow to Li Feng. Although he lost an arm, compared to the Lion Clan’s honor, what does an arm matter?

"I am not defeated yet, I can still fight."

Wanyan Xiu listened to Wanyan Hao’s shout, turned coldly and waved his hand, a Golden Realm appeared out of nowhere like a wall, crashing directly into Wanyan Hao, knocking him flying backward.

"Take him away."

"Grand Steward Wanyan, prepare a table for Lord Feng Yang nearby."

Wanyan Xiu’s words left the demon kings of the three clans astonished, even sneakily glancing at the Lion Commander.

This Lion Commander is known for his fierceness. Even though Wanyan Hao challenged without explicit instructions from the Lion Commander, he was likely tacitly approved, otherwise how could the fight have occurred.

Moreover, no seat was arranged for Feng Yang of the Fire Phoenix Clan in this main tent, obviously testing intentions.

If Feng Yang had retreated today, or been suppressed by Wanyan Hao, the Lion Commander’s expression might have been different altogether.

However, generally, even if Wanyan Hao suffered, the Lion Commander should have sided with his clan, being not only one of the top ten Demon Generals of the Demon Country but also the Clan Leader of the Lion Clan.

Grand Steward Wanyan promptly arranged a table and chair near Wolf Commander Ye Xiu, a place below the Three Marshals but above many demon kings, the best possible arrangement.

Li Feng held Wanyan Hao’s half-severed arm and didn’t destroy it but directly stored it in a Storage Ring.

Previously, at the Molten Lava Volcano, Li Feng had dealt with a Golden Lion Clan member. Their bodies are treasures, as the stronger the Lion Clan, the stronger their bloodline talent, which includes a talent for alloy fusion.

The Lion Clan tempers their bodies by continuously fusing various rare metals, ultimately forming a monstrous super alloy body within; this is the Lion Clan’s strength.

Thus, the body of a Golden Lion Clan member is a super alloy metal, fused as one, the perfect alloy desired by the Casting Masters of Ancestor Dragon City.

The stronger the Golden Lion Clan, the more perfect the alloy, but equally, they are extremely hard to kill.

The corpse of a Golden Lion Clan member can fetch an astronomical price in Ancestor Dragon City, not to mention the arm of a demon king that Li Feng acquired.

Many demon kings looked at the Lion Commander’s arrangement; though they kept silent, doubts lingered in their hearts, uncertain of the Lion Commander’s true intentions.

Wolf Commander Ye Xiu appeared indifferent, seeming unconcerned, yet unsure what thoughts ran through his mind, while Bull Commander Niu Gengtian spoke up: "Grand Steward Wanyan, perhaps place the table next to me."

"I happen to want to make acquaintance with Lord Feng Yang."

Grand Steward Wanyan glanced at Wanyan Xiu, who remained expressionless. Understanding the cue, Grand Steward Wanyan turned with a smile, "Bull Commander, it should be up to Lord Feng Yang. If he agrees, it doesn’t matter."

"Where would Lord Feng Yang like to sit?"

Li Feng looked at the Grand Steward Wanyan asking him, smiling faintly, "Do I get to choose?"

"Naturally."

"Then if I want to sit in the Lion Commander’s position, may I?"

Li Feng laughed.

Grand Steward Wanyan froze upon hearing this, while the Three Marshals seated also turned their gaze towards Li Feng.

The demon kings of the Lion Clan could no longer hold back, even with Wanyan Hao’s example, some still leapt up.

"Feng Yang, don’t push it, the Lion Commander hosted this banquet not wanting to make things stiff, giving you a step down, don’t be ungrateful."

"That seat, dare you sit in it?"

Another demon king sneered coldly.

"Enough."

Wanyan Xiu looked at Li Feng, "Do you want to sit in my seat?"

Li Feng met Wanyan Xiu’s golden eyes, but laughed heartily, "Just a joke, Lion Commander is the host today, how can I overshadow the host. Since Bull Commander values me, I will take a seat beside him."

This is a joke?

Who dares make such a joke.

This boy probably meant it genuinely, it’s already enough overshadowing.

Grand Steward Wanyan had a seat arranged beside Niu Gengtian and adjusted the setup.

"Chief Yangu, it seems you lost the bet."

"I lost?"

Yangu turned to Gu Feng, "Hmm, it seems this match hasn’t yet determined a winner, the Lion Commander broke them up for peace, hasn’t been settled, the bet is void."

"Chief Yangu, are you a sore loser?"

"Am I a sore loser?"

Yangu turned to Gu Feng, "Gu Feng, have you grown bold, thinking you’re capable just because the Wolf Commander favors you?"

"You are but a newly promoted demon king, barely achieved with outside help."

"Hmph, what makes you arrogant before me, and still dare ask me for the bet."

"I’ll say it again, the bet is off."

"Any problem?"

Gu Feng looked at Yangu, not planning to back down, instead confronted Yangu directly, "The result is obvious, if you can’t lose, admit it, don’t act high-handed just because you’ve been a demon king longer."

"Heh."

Yangu laughed in exasperation, "Gu Feng, today is in the Lion Commander’s tent, I must consider my Wolf Clan’s face, can’t dispute with you, don’t overstep, not knowing what’s good for you."

"What if I insist?"

Yangu looked at the unyielding Gu Feng, "You insist, fine, I’ll give you a chance, when we return to the main camp, we’ll fight personally, dare you?"

"If you win, I’ll double the bet of five thousand households, but if you lose, your tribe belongs to me."

"How about it, ready to play, or if not, stay silent."