Lord Of Martial Arts

In his early years in the Chaotic Region, Juan had been a ruthless man, killing whoever crossed his path.

However, once he acquired an important status, he became a completely different person. Now, he grew flowers and watered trees every day.

Among the Five Kings, the other four often launched wars, but Juan chose not to participate in any of them. If someone declared war against him, he would usually send over some people to defend. After defeating the offenders, he would send people to negotiate.

In other words, he had grown to become an agreeable man.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have given Darren a chance to negotiate and probably would've killed him right then and there.

Yet now, Darren had refused his simple request to become a justifiable king. Juan was left with no other choice!

Therefore, even this new and improved Juan boiled with killing intent.

"Patriarch Darren, with your current strength and background, it won't be possible for you to face any of the powerful forces. If you had agreed to appoint me as king, I would've let you live. But since you don't appreciate my offer, you leave me no choice." Juan's expression grew grave as he spoke.

"Juan, don't be angry," Todd suddenly cut in, standing up to rush to Juan's side. "Darren is from my hometown," he continued. "He is like a family in this Primitive Wilderness. No matter what the result of the negotiation is today, you are not allowed to hurt him, or you would be making it difficult for me."

Then he turned to Darren. "I know you may be angry with me, but this is the reality of the situation. You are the patriarch of the Chu Clan and the Territory Enfeoffing Emperor, but face it: you don't have the corresponding force to seize the old land of the Chu Clan. Why don't we both make a concession? Trust me, I know Juan. He controls a territory, and the people in the region live and work peacefully. That means he can be a good ruler.

So I advise you to agree to his request. At least, you will have one less powerful opponent."

Hearing this, Darren lapsed into silence for a while.

Turning to his companion, he asked, "Roland, what do you think?"

Darren couldn't deny anything Todd said. It was stupid to forcefully protect something when his strength was not strong enough.

Perhaps making a compromise was the wisest way to go, after all.

"You are the patriarch. It's up to you," Roland said dismissively. Roland actually had an opinion of his own, but he knew he couldn'

guarding here, that he had to set up a law to block the chief gods? Was there something hidden in the Chaotic Region that even the chief gods coveted?

Although Darren was tempted to ask, he didn't. He knew it'd be futile; it was impossible for Todd to know the real reason.

"Sir, how is your cultivation base now?" Darren asked in a casual tone, changing the subject.

"Not so bad," Todd answered with a smile. "My cultivation base is slightly higher than that of Finley, but I don't think I can defeat him in terms of strength."

It suddenly clicked. That was when Darren realized that Todd had become as strong as a deputy god.

Lord Feng was at the top level of the Superior God Realm. Since Todd said that his cultivation base was higher than his, that must've meant he was at the Deputy God Realm!

But he also said that his strength might not be comparable to that of Finley. He probably knew a thing or two about Lord Feng's incredible fighting power. Otherwise, as a Deputy God Realm warrior, he wouldn't have said such a thing.

"I'm so envious of you, sir," Darren exclaimed excitedly. "You're so powerful!"

Darren still had a long way to go to reach the Deputy God Realm. In fact, he wasn't so sure he'd live to become a deputy god.

"It's just that I have practiced for a longer time than you have. Don't worry. You are much more talented than me. By the way, Darren, you are also a swordsman. Why don't we try sparring? That way, I could see if there's any flaws in your technique!" Todd said with a mischievous smile.

Darren understood what he meant: Todd wanted to teach him. By asking him to spar, he was only being polite.