Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

"Shh!"

There were bursts of laughter in the dining hall, and no one spoke for Hu Xiao.

"Don't worry, how could I beat him to death? It won't be fun after I beat him to death." Man Niu turned his head and grinned, a mass of solid muscles on his thick arm, his fist was as big as a casserole, facing Hu Xiao as his chest. Smash it.

With a "bang", Hu Xiao didn't even have time to dodge, and was immediately thrown into the air, knocking over a dining table behind him, and those goblins who were eating stood up in unison, punching him.

"Little bastard, how dare you spoil my uncle's pleasure in eating."

"beat him!"

"Throw him out!"

"What a waste!"

"kill him!"

……

"Stop!" There was a lot of uproar in the dining hall, and suddenly a young man from the fox clan who looked like a man stood up and shouted in a cold voice: "Go out and make trouble!"

After the young man scolded, the dining room suddenly became quiet, only Man Niu stared at him, the others were silent, Huang Yu, who had previously laughed at Hu Xiao, stared at Hu Xiao who fell on the ground with resentment.

Chapter 96, Volume [-], War

In the depths of the dense forest, a strong and resolute man about forty years old was wielding a huge wooden sword, and was slashing at a young boy of seventeen or eighteen who was holding a light wooden sword.

Blocked it, although it was very difficult.The young man blocked it abruptly.His name is Ike, and he is an impulsive and reckless young man.Apart from enthusiasm is his unyielding spirit is the most desirable.

Another sword slashed over, and Ike leaned forward, using all his strength on the sword, but... this time, the sword strength of the middle-aged man really made him retreat a lot, and the marks left by the force under his feet , turned into two shallow soil ditches.

The middle-aged man pressed his face closer, Ike's expression was tangled, and he felt even more strenuous.The middle-aged man is his father, the head of the mercenary group - Gurel.

Gurel: Know?You have no idea what war is.That's why I won't let you go to war.

Ike: As a person of this era, I really live in this world.I must do something!

Gurel smiled and pushed the sword in his hand hard.Ike was pushed away violently.Ike fell hard to the ground not far away.Then he quickly got up, picked up the wooden sword in his hand, and rushed over again.The middle-aged man greeted him lightly, and then caught the sword that his son had slashed.

Gurel: With who you are right now, you can't do anything.It will only die in vain on the battlefield and become a pastry licked by the god of death.

Ike: Maybe I'm weak, but I have my own dreams and persistence, hope and pursuit!

Gurel said gloomily: Those things...

Ike: ...

Gurel roared: This is nothingness...

The roaring Gurel instantly knocked away the sword in Ike's hand, raised his foot, and kicked Ike away.

Ike, who was flying in the air, opened his eyes dull and empty.Thinking in his heart, "Why? Could it be? Am I wrong?" The instant landing made him fall hard to the ground.The wooden sword fell to the side, and was deeply rooted in the hard ground.Ike tried his best to overcome the pain, but still groaned slightly, looking at the clouds in the sky.Cover the place where you were kicked.Suddenly, he turned sideways, saw the wooden sword stuck on the ground, and froze.The painful expression on his face disappeared, and he looked intently at the part pierced into the ground.In his mind, the scene where he used his wooden sword to smash to the ground, causing the wooden sword to break.Gurel carried the wooden sword over his shoulder.Then he lowered his head and turned around.

Gurel said coldly: The 179th initial request, I announce...

At this moment, Gurel, who has rich experience in the battlefield, suddenly felt that in an instant, a force behind him was attacking from top to bottom.He turned around abruptly and took the sword to block upwards.A force of considerable force made the defenseless Gurel take a few steps back.It turned out to be his son Ike.Looking at those eyes full of fighting spirit and determination...

Gurel's eyes were surprised, and he thought to himself, "What? The sword just now, the sword that fell from a high altitude, was done by Ike? The eyes are... yes... the eyes of the wolf? Wrong! Why?"

Ike said seriously: Dad, maybe... with my current strength, it is not enough to change anything in this world.But... I will not give up my idea.The wooden sword, which seems to be unable to harm the earth at all, can penetrate deeply into the earth, just because it chooses the right method.As long as you choose the right method, nothing in the world is constant.The ambition I have set will not be changed easily.The 179th initial request will be the last initial request!

Gurel straightened his body, pointed his sword at Ike, and said seriously: As you know, on the battlefield, only the victor can make demands.And I have never lost to any warrior on the battlefield.Ike... what are you going to do?

Ike smiled, stood up straight, pointed the wooden sword at his father, and said: There is no need to think about it, just as my father said, only the way of a warrior can determine the fate of a warrior.The third generation, Ike, the head of the Silver Tooth Mercenary Corps, began to attack...

After all, Ike rushed to Gurel, and the swords of the two men were in contact with each other instantly. This time there was no heavy wrestling, only a short and dexterous offensive and defensive battle.You come and go, two people refuse to give in to each other.From time to time, Gurel's sword slashed at Ike, but was blocked by Ike's sword.From time to time, Ike's sword stabs, but Gurel dodges to dodge.The two fought for more than 40 rounds.Gurel looked at the kid in front of him who was focused on attacking, and thought, "Perhaps, a new era has really arrived." At this moment, Gurel saw Ike swinging his sword over and hit his sword, When sweat splashed from the forehead due to the shock.I thought in my heart, "Ike, I must knock you down, knock you down hard. This is the battlefield. Only in this way can you understand the cruelty of war and allow you to survive on the battlefield in the future." After thinking about it, the eyes The steadfast Gurel seemed to be full of strength, his hands and the wooden sword were burning, he slashed hard... Ike took it with all his strength, but under the heavy blow, he flew high... Maybe it was because of this time The blow was so sudden that Ike's mind went blank.The moment he hit the ground, he passed out.

A little girl behind Gurel suddenly shouted: Brother...

Then ran towards Ike, this girl is Ike's younger sister, Mister.

Chapter 97 Sadness

Gurel looked at the running Mister, and the image of his dead wife flashed in his mind.With her long hair fluttering, she ran towards herself who was knocked down by the enemy, just like the scene in front of her.Suddenly, a masked black-clothed warrior riding a white horse burst out from the chaotic formation.Gurel exclaimed and ordered his soldiers to protect his wife Lidi quickly.However, it was too late.Lidi turned around and saw the mysterious warrior rushing towards her. Just as she raised the rapier in her hand, she didn't have time to swing it... Lidi fell into a pool of blood, and the golden scimitar in the black warrior's hand kept waving, more The man fell, and the white circle mark behind the black warrior and the crow logo in the circle mark were deeply imprinted in Gurel's heart.Gurel has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son and daughter were both born to Lidi. However, their mother died on the battlefield for no reason. The identity of the murderer has been looking for fifteen years.Thinking of this, Gurel shook the wooden sword vigorously, lowered his head, his closed eyes revealed endless remorse and sadness.

At this moment, the unconscious Ike said slowly: Mom, I want...to avenge you, I want...to change everything!I will not give in...

Gurel looked at the child in front of him, unable to tell what it was like.Gurel walked over and stroked his son's forehead in a rare way.He looked at his son kindly.

Then Gurel stood up and said to his daughter: Mister, take care of him, he will wake up in a while.

Mister was terrified by his father's gentle side, looked at his father and nodded, unable to say a word.

Gurel turned around and walked to the depths of the forest. When he reached the lake, the wind blowing from the lake made him feel a little better.

Da da da da da da da...

"What's that sound?" Gurel tried to identify with his ears.Suddenly, his eyes widened, "That's right, it's... the voice of the cavalry!"

Gurel looked towards the end of the forest, and the sound of horseshoes was getting closer.Saw……

"They didn't hold any flags, and they were very fast. There couldn't be a lot of them. They were not crusades. They were dressed in black cloth and covered their faces. They didn't wear all kinds of folk clothes. They were not rebels, robbers or mercenaries. .No armor, not an army. Must be a special operations team with a mission. That's right," Gurel thought.

All the cavalry cast disdainful glances at their horses when they ran past Gurel.Gurel didn't care.While the colorful war horses galloped by, a warrior on a white horse in the middle of the road instantly disturbed Gurel's calmness. That's right, the man was holding a golden scimitar in his hand.Fifteen years...he finally appeared...

Gurel was stunned for a moment, and then like crazy, galloping his tall and strong body, he rushed into the fast marching team.A wooden sword beheaded a black-clothed warrior.In an instant, the sword broke, and all the horses were shocked.The soldiers in the middle road barely grabbed the reins to stabilize the horse, and then looked in horror at this strong, tall, angry uninvited guest standing in the team.The samurai in the front team also immediately came to their senses, turned their horses around, and stood down.The rear team stopped.Gurel leaned down and picked up the sword of the fallen man in black.At this time, a soldier saw Gurel who was bowing his head, thinking that the opportunity had come, he rushed over and swung his sword to chop.Unexpectedly, Gurel squinted his eyes, found the enemy, quickly raised his head, and swung his sword at the moment the horse rushed over.As the blood spattered out, there was a neighing of the war horse, and the howling warrior failed in the sneak attack and fell off the horse.All the warriors panicked.Only the samurai with the golden scimitar moved the horse slowly, through the ranks, to the front.Looking at the wooden sword on the ground, I thought, "A wooden sword? Interesting!"

The scimitar warrior said to Gurel: I am Captain Night Crow of the Hundred Ghosts Night Squad.Your Excellency broke in suddenly with a wooden sword in hand, what is the purpose?