Long Live the King
Chapter 130

Just Like Killing a Chicken

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"It seems we all underestimated you; you've been hiding quite a bit of your strength."

The alluring Paris smiled seductively, her white dress fluttering in the morning breeze atop the mountain, her flowing skirt revealing the dazzling curve of her fair, alabaster-like legs. She said with a radiant smile, " Alexander, my promise still stands. If you are willing to serve Prince Dominguez, I will pretend nothing happened, and you can still have everything you desire... even what you want from me!"

As Paris spoke, a captivating blush appeared perfectly on her flawless, fair face. Who had ever seen this stunning beauty, who controlled one of the two super powers in the capital, Iron and Blood, show such a shy expression? Under the golden sunrise atop East Mountain, countless men unconsciously bled from their noses. Even [ Zenit God of War ] Arshavin averted his gaze, unable to bear looking at that peerless face any longer.

but--

"Pah, old lady, you're so old, and you're still acting like a slut here. It's not your fault you're ugly, but it's wrong of you to come out and scare people like that. Do you think I've never seen a woman before?" Sun Fei rolled his eyes dismissively.

It must be admitted that Sun Fei's mouth is truly vicious.

This retort made Paris change color on the spot, while some of the others almost burst out laughing.

Although Paris wasn't a cute little Loli like K-On!, every part of her exuded the mature charm of a stunning beauty, reaching the pinnacle of womanhood. In the capital, Saint Petersburg, countless nobles dreamed of becoming her lover, and rumors even circulated that Emperor Yassin had feelings for this peerless beauty. Yet, Sun Fei called her "old lady" and "slutty," making the usually elegant and composed Paris tremble with anger, her pretty face turning pale.

"You fool who doesn't know his own death, die!"

The white-clad assassin with sharp claws behind the alluring woman Paris let out a cold snort and suddenly vanished from the spot, as if melting into the air, leaving not even a ripple or afterimage. Clearly, this terrifying assassin had disappeared into the void, preparing a fatal blow.

However, Sun Fei stood there, holding the Purple and Azure Twin Swords upside down, grinning and unmoved, as if he hadn't seen anything at all.

"Be careful, this is Space-Piercing Invisibility Technique the Metal element's Dou Qi!"

The purple-clad girl, Ziyan, who was sitting in place, surrounded by purple flames and healing herself, had opened her eyes at some point. Her exquisite and flawless face, as beautiful as a jade scallion, showed a hint of nervousness. Seeing Sun Fei's overconfidence, she couldn't help but remind him.

Sun Fei gave the pretty girl a grateful look with a grin.

Just then, a sudden change occurred—

Suddenly, incredibly, layers of almost invisible transparent ripples spread across the cold air, like a beautiful and strange demonic flower blooming on a calm surface of water. A nearly transparent claw pierced through this demonic flower and instantly appeared in front of Sun Fei, like a ghostly claw suddenly emerging in the darkest night. It surpassed human reaction speed and pierced into Sun Fei's chest like lightning.

Blood, drop by drop.

It descended along the white, black steel claws covered with fish-scale-like reverse scales and barbs.

Gradually, the figure of the White-Robed Thorn in front of Sun Fei became clearer, inch by inch. He wore a triumphant yet ferocious smile, the curve of his mouth filled with cruelty. He even deliberately twisted one of his claws that was inserted into Sun Fei's body. He liked to see the despair and pleading look in his opponent's eyes.

An uncontrollable chorus of exclamations erupted from all around.

The hopes that had just begun to rise in the hearts of most of the princess's side were quickly dashed. Some even secretly cursed the King as a stupid pig for being so arrogant. Meanwhile, the Kingdom of Shenhua Kingdom of Chanba, who were wearing red ribbons, were overjoyed. Their eyes were full of mockery, disdain, and pity as they looked at Sun Fei, as if he were a clown who had overestimated himself and tried to steal the spotlight but had messed up.

"Can you still be as arrogant as you were just now?"

The white-clad assassin with sharp claws gently twisted his arm, extending his five fingers that were already embedded in the King's body. This was to make his opponent feel more clearly the pain of his body being torn apart, and the despair of life slowly leaving his body. Although the King's body was so strong that it made him slightly apprehensive, he could almost feel his claws stuck in a piece of hard steel, but what could he do? With one grab, he had completely destroyed the main channels of Dou Qi within the King's body, locking away his Dou Qi.

However--

"You idiot, of course I can be even more arrogant!"

When Sun Fei uttered those words with a smug smile, the White-Robed Thorn felt a chill run down his spine and immediately sensed something was wrong. However, just as he was about to unleash his Dou Qi to shatter his opponent's body, a sudden purple flame flashed, and his right arm felt a chill as it was severed at the shoulder, remaining inside Sun Fei's body.

Blood gushed out from the severed shoulder like a fountain.

The White-Robed Thorn was terrified, his body trembling as he desperately tried to escape despite the excruciating pain. Half of his body had begun to turn transparent, about to melt and disappear into the air, but Sun Fei would never give him a chance to escape. His right hand shot out like lightning and seized the White-Robed Thorn's head.

"Hahaha, trying to run now? Too late!"

Sun Fei into laughter.

The White-Robed Thorn felt an immense, unbelievable force tear him from his stealth, like pulling up a radish; it felt as if a towering mountain was pressing down from the sky.

"No..."

He roared in despair, frantically channeling his peak four-star Sharp Metal Dou Qi in an attempt to break free and escape. However, the giant hands tightly gripping the top of his head destroyed all his struggles. He roared in horror, but no matter how much he struggled, his knees could not withstand the force coming from above, and he knelt down in front of Sun Fei with a thud.

To outsiders, the dying King merely reached out and pressed down, and the White-Robed Thorn knelt on the ground. His knees smashed through the massive rocks, and a series of cracking sounds filled the air, clearly indicating that the White-Robed Thorn's kneecaps had been shattered into a pile of fragments.

Sun Fei licked the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, a gesture that nearly drove those around him to despair, making him appear like a bloodthirsty demon emerging from Hell.

"Now it's my turn to ask you, you idiot. Can you still be as arrogant as before?"

A sharp, cyan Sharp Sword, radiating a chilling aura, rested against the White-Robed Thorn's neck. Sun Fei's smile appeared utterly sinister.

In an instant, all my courage vanished.

The White-Robed Thorn trembled uncontrollably. As an assassin, he had slaughtered countless people with his sharp claws, and he had always proudly proclaimed himself the embodiment of death. But now that death was truly before him, he was as terrified as a little girl. "Ahhh, no... please... spare me... please..."

But before he could finish speaking, the blue blade had already sliced through his skin.

The White-Robed Thorn could even feel a chilling aura seeping into his skin, muscles, blood vessels, and bones. He wanted to struggle, to roar, to beg for mercy, to wail... but the cruel demon before him gave him no chance whatsoever. The process was slow and drawn-out; he could even feel the sharp blade cutting through his neck, and then see blood gushing from the severed wound like a beautiful fountain...

He saw a white, headless body fall to the ground like a tattered sack, its blood staining the soil red.

That was himself.

Everyone around was stunned.

Although they had witnessed countless comrades and enemies die before their eyes today, the sight of Sun Fei slowly severing the head of a high-ranking Peak Four-Star Class White-Robed Thorn with his cyan Sharp Sword, as if slaughtering a chicken, and seeing the splattering blood staining the blue sky and the rising sun... this scene directly shocked everyone.

They felt the King's rage to the very core.

An overwhelming rage.

Even the usually composed Princess Eldest and Paris finally changed color, wondering to themselves, "Have I inadvertently awakened a sleeping demon?"

Even the scavenging birds that flew in like dark clouds, covering the sky, sensed the murderous aura rising into the air. Startled, they screamed and circled high in the sky, not daring to land.

Apart from the constant chirping of birds, the only sound on the summit of East Mountain was breathing.

"Oh, another one died. Hmm, I feel a little better now."

Sun Fei wiped the bloodstains on the sword with the sole of his shoe, revealing a set of white teeth. He stroked his chin with satisfaction. The White-Robed Thorn's severed arm was still stuck in his body, swaying with his movements. Perhaps the pain aggravated his nerves, Sun Fei frowned. His next move made everyone on the summit of East Mountain tremble and stare wide-eyed.

Sun Fei actually reached out and pulled the severed arm, which was encased in white black steel barbs, directly from his body. The claws were covered in blood and bits of flesh, and even had white bone fragments attached. Anyone else would probably have been in excruciating pain, but no one saw a trace of pain on the King's face.

This action was like a thunderbolt from the sky, instantly jolting some people awake.

"Aaaaaah, a devil! He's a devil..."

Among the envoys from various countries behind Paris, one of the guards, seemingly paralyzed with fear, turned and ran like a wailing wolf, trying to escape this Hell place. But he had only run five or six meters when something unbelievable happened—

Crash!

A series of blinding white lightning bolts suddenly erupted from the ground, and the powerful current struck the guard's body. In an instant, the guard was reduced to a blackened charcoal before he could even struggle.

"My God, that's... it's an electric magic trap!" someone exclaimed in disbelief.

Sun Fei grinned widely, making no attempt to hide his smugness. "Hahahaha, that's right, it's a magic trap! You thought I did nothing but play dead? Hahahaha, the entire summit of East Mountain is now covered in magic traps! Anyone who dares to wander in will end up like that idiot, a pile of charred remains!"

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