Whoever Steals My Girl, I'll Fight Them To The Death

"What I've decided, Senior Brother, won't change. You do as you please," Princess Mingyue said faintly, turning her head and no longer looking at him.

Humiliation! Fentian had never felt such humiliation since his birth.

As a disciple of Tongtian Mountain, one of the Five Great Holy Lands, Fentian possessed a natural sense of superiority. But now, this superiority had become the most fatal thorn in his heart, leaving him unable to recover from the shame.

"Garenalei, Sofigurara..." Fentian's eyes turned red as he suddenly chanted an urgent magic spell, and a ball of purple lightning from the tip of his staff shot towards Qi Bei.

Intermediate Lightning Magic: Purple Lightning Break, released by Fentian in just one breath.

It was well known that lightning magic was famous for its terrifying attack power, but it had one drawback: a long preparation time.

For an intermediate spell like Purple Lightning Break, ordinary lightning mages would need at least three to four breaths, and the spell would only be fist-sized. However, the Purple Lightning Break Fentian cast was as large as a head.

Qi Bei's gaze instantly turned ice-cold, his inherent ferocity, hidden deep within his bones, fully erupting.

Qi Bei's figure instantly became an afterimage, dodging the ball of purple lightning. He shook the black sword in his hand, bringing forth a golden glint as he thrust directly at Fentian's throat.

"Lightning Shield." Fentian waved his staff, and a shimmering shield of lightning instantly appeared around him.

Qi Bei's golden Battle Qi was repelled the moment it touched the shield.

Once a mage became an Advanced Mage, they were no longer at the mercy of others in close combat. Advanced Mages could cast a magic protective shield, whose effect could rival the Battle Qi Armor condensed by King Grade warriors. If a warrior of the same level attacked, they wouldn't be able to break this magic protective shield in a short time. Therefore, ordinary King Grade warriors would not easily offend an Advanced Mage.

"Mad Dragon Slash." Qi Bei's gaze grew even colder, and he let out a fierce roar. The six vortexes in his middle Dantian began to spin madly. At the same time, the inner force from his lower Dantian surged into his middle Dantian, merging with the Battle Qi energy.

The black longsword vibrated at an extremely subtle frequency, transforming into dragon roars. A three-foot golden glint flashed from the sword, taking the shape of a dragon's tail as it slashed towards Fentian.

A cold smile appeared on Fentian's lips. The core Battle Qi of an intermediate warrior couldn't harm him in the slightest, not even a King Grade.

He didn't dodge at all. He waved his staff, condensing it into a net of electricity, which then covered Qi Bei from above.

With a slight "puff," Fentian's expression froze, and his eyes flickered with shock.

The tip of Qi Bei's black longsword had pierced the Lightning Shield and was slowly but unstoppably stabbing towards his throat.

And at that very moment, the net of electricity Fentian had cast enveloped Qi Bei.

With a crackling sound of intense electric light explosions, wisps of green smoke rose from Qi Bei's body.

"Huai'an!" Nord roared, about to rush forward, but his shoulder was pressed down by Patriarch Kodi Nord's cane, preventing him from moving.

"No need to rush," Kodi Nord said, a sharp glint flashing in his cloudy eyes.

On the other side, the young girl Feng Ruoyu also wanted to rush forward, tears streaming down her face in anxiety, but she was held back by her older sister, Feng Ruoyun.

Fentian didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief before he was horrified to discover that Qi Bei had not fallen. The longsword that had pierced his Lightning Shield had reached his throat.

"Die..." Qi Bei let out a cold roar. The golden glint at the tip of the black longsword instantly flashed, slashing towards Fentian's throat.

Blood splattered!

Immediately followed by a "boom," ten thousand lightning snakes writhed on Fentian's body. Qi Bei, still crackling with electricity, was sent flying, falling from mid-air like a broken sack.

"Qi Bei!" Huai'an Nord roared, leaping up to catch the scorched Qi Bei.

And after the lightning faded, Fentian's appearance shocked everyone into silence.

The handsome Fentian no longer had the arrogance of a Holy Land disciple. His hair was disheveled, his eyes unfocused. A long gash ran from his throat to the corner of his left cheek, his flesh turned inside out, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The King Grade Lightning Mage of Tongtian Mountain had been brought to such a state by an intermediate warrior. No one could believe their eyes.

But the fact remained: although Qi Bei's life was uncertain, such a feat was enough to make him renowned throughout the world.

Let alone an intermediate warrior, even an ordinary King Grade warrior would likely have been easily dealt with by Fentian.

"Impossible, impossible..." Fentian muttered in despair. The blow Qi Bei dealt him was more brutal than killing him, like falling from the high heavens into the mud and being trampled upon.

"Impossible!" Fentian suddenly roared like a madman, kicking up a burst of electric light under his feet as he shot into the sky and disappeared.

The shock on Princess Mingyue's face slowly subsided. She glanced at Qi Bei, who was surrounded by people from the Nord family, and couldn't quite articulate her feelings. It was simply complex.

The engagement ceremony had turned into such a scene. The guests from various forces and countries gathered in small groups, discussing in hushed tones. Meanwhile, the commoners of the imperial capital were in an uproar, the atmosphere more fervent than ever before.

"Qi Bei, an intermediate warrior, severely injured the King Grade Lightning Mage? And that mage went mad?"

"What? And not just any King Grade Lightning Mage, but a disciple from one of the Five Great Holy Lands, from which mountain?"

"Ah, Qi Bei crippled an Earth Grade Lightning Mage! That mage was a core disciple of a Holy Land."

"Really, really? The Fifth Young Master used a single move, Dragon Ascending to Heaven, to instantly kill a Heaven Grade mage."

The imperial capital, already buzzing with excitement over Qi Bei's engagement to Princess Mingyue, was now uncontrollable. In teahouses, restaurants, streets, and alleys, wherever people gathered, there would be a group discussing animatedly, with one or two individuals passionately recounting the events.

At this moment, Qi Bei slowly opened his dark eyes. His entire body was black, and if one didn't look closely, it would be hard to tell he had woken up.

"I say, little girl, your snot fell on my face," Qi Bei said, baring his teeth at Feng Ruoyu, who was squatting beside him and crying inconsolably. His voice was as grating as two pieces of glass rubbing together.

"That's not snot, that's tears... Ah, Brother Qi Bei, you're not dead!" Feng Ruoyu instinctively retorted, but then shrieked in disbelief, staring at Qi Bei.

"Little girl, are you cursing me? This young master is possessed by a god, I won't die so easily. I just got electrocuted unconscious by that guy," Qi Bei said, staggering to his feet from Huai'an's embrace.

"You brat, why did you fight so hard? If we can't win one-on-one, can't we gang up on him?" Huai'an's eyes were red, clearly having shed tears earlier, though the tough guy would never admit it.

"This is a matter between two men. Whoever tries to steal my girl, I'll fight him to the death," Qi Bei said, baring his teeth. His gaze met Princess Mingyue's beautiful eyes, but her gaze was too calm, which was truly annoying.

(The pervert chasing behind is coming on strong, please don't let my tender little chrysanthemum burst! Also, tomorrow and the day after will be triple updates, throw your votes my way.)