Sword Among Us
Sword Among Us - Chapter 1235: Smoke in the King’s Tent

When the sun set, the turkic camp under the snow mountain was light with campfires.

The huge king's tent was eye-catching and lavish, and it was nearby. It was guarded tightly by the guards of the Turkic royal family. They had their weapons drawn, as if they were about to face a huge enemy.

"What's the situation outside?"

An awe-inspiring voice with hints of restlessness and rage rose in the king's tent. "They're just a group of foreigners, and yet they dare to attack my tent and attack my camp?!

"They've gone overboard!"

After he shouted, the sound of porcelain shattering rose in the king's tent.

In the tent, a Turkic king dressed in lavish clothing walked around on a snow-white carpet. Since he was angry, his face was flushed red. His gaze was gloomy, and he was murderous.

"Their target is me."

At that moment, an awe-inspiring and mighty man spoke from a huge cushioned chair positioned at the end of the tent.

"This has nothing to do with you… Guards, immediately mobilize one hundred thousand people and send the king back to the capital. The others, stay behind and fight against the enemy with me!'

"No! You're in trouble! As your disciple, how can I leave?!"

The Turkic king might the be the king of the Turkic people, but before Martial Paragon Bi Xuan, he declared himself as his disciple. When he heard this, he immediately became anxious. "I'd like to see just who is it who would dare to look down on the Turkic army!"

"Do my words no longer carry weight?"

Bi Xuan shut his eyes a little, and his tone became much fiercer.

Right after he finished speaking, many of the elites in the tent shuddered, and they stood up at the same time.

Most of the people in the tent would rather listen to Martial Paragon Bi Xuan's words. When they saw that the martial paragon was angry now, they naturally did not dare to laze about when it came to carrying out his orders. "Your Majesty, you should go back. We will take care of this place."

"Master!"

The Turkic king might want to stay behind, but when Martial Paragon Bi Xuan insisted that he leave, in the end, he was still sent out of the tent by a group of Myth Realm martial artists.

Outside the tent, the royal guards quickly protected the Turkic king and escorted him out of the camp.

A winding dragon of flames swiftly moved in the camp and left the camp to head west.

A fight had already broken out at the area not far away from the king's tent, and the fights there were chaotic. The elite Turkic soldiers fearlessly surrounded the elusive Wild Wolves like waves, and they were engaged in a fierce battle.

"Leader, the Turkic king doesn't have a lot of guards with him. I think we have a huge chance in taking down the Turkic king as well…"

More than thirty elite players slowly advanced forward in one of the battlefields. Someone at the back pointed at the direction of the king's tent and made this suggestion.

"That's right. The Turkic king isn't a normal martial artist. He's the Turkic people's king. If we kill him, the rewards he gives won't be any lesser than the martial paragon…"

"We shan't have any accidents happen." Evil Emperor walked in the air and cast a faint glance in the direction where the Turkic king left. But he was not tempted. Instead, he said, "The Turkic king is the leader of a country. The system won't let him die in our hands. We can't be too greedy and attempt something that we can't swallow. In the end, we'll just be getting ourselves into unnecessary trouble."

"Got it."

"Fine. Then we'll spare him."

The Wild Wolves found it a pity.

But Evil Emperor did not think that he lost anything.

The Turkic king was not strong, but there were three martial artists at the peak of Myth Realm hidden among the royal guards.

Those people were not easy to deal with!

Evil Emperor might not be afraid of them, but if they set up a formation, something unexpected might happen, and he was worried that it would affect their main task here. Then, the losses would outweigh the gains.

Evil Emperor's attention was on searching for a furnace right now to complete the final step in perfecting Great Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art and understanding the power of the dao of heaven. He would not allow something that was beyond his control to happen.

If the Turkic king left, it would make the quest easier…

Evil Emperor was glad to see it happen.

The group advanced to the area near the king's tent. Evil Emperor stood in the air and looked down. His awe-inspiring and domineering demeanor caused the people near the king's tent to be nervous. They felt like they were facing a great enemy.

"Martial Paragon Bi Xuan, come out!"

"Who are you?! How dare you interrupt my master in his rest?!" A few people charged out of the king's tent.

But against their expectations, before their voices faded away, a pure mental pressure crashed into them.

"Cough!"

These three people grunted and coughed up blood. Their faces turned pale, and their backs caved. Surprise was written all over their eyes.

They were Myth Realm martial artists, but they could not handle the mind attacks from Evil Emperor.

Just when the pressure became suffocating at the king's tent, a mighty and familiar voice rose in the air.

"I was wondering who you were. So, it's someone from the evil cult."

Martial Paragon Bi Xuan pushed the flaps away and walked out. He seemed to have recovered from his wounds from the desert palace!

"Martial Paragon Bi Xuan, your name rings through the world, and you are the lord of the plains. I shouldn't be bothering you, but unfortunately, I need someone in the dao of heaven to serve as my furnace for the Great Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art I practice. I came here in hopes that you would fulfill my wish," Evil Emperor spoke. He might sound respectful, but his air of superiority, domineering attitude, and pride simply clashed with his respectful words.

"I have three hundred thousand elite Turkic soldiers here right now. It might not be easy for you to take my head." Martial Paragon Bi Xuan knew just what it meant to be a furnace for a practitioner of Great Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art. Naturally, he could tell that Evil Emperor wanted to kill him, but he never let go of the domineering air he gained after he became someone in the dao of heaven.

Right after he finished speaking, the war drums sounded.

The deep blares from the horns rang through the plains excitedly.

The earth trembled

Countless Turkic men shouted, and those cries came from all directions. Their voices surged to the air.

In an instant, Evil Emperor and the others felt that they were surrounded by enemies.

Evil Emperor and the other people's expressions did not change.

The people charging over from the distance might not be able to get closer. The angry bellows and shouts in the area quickly turned into chaotic cries and the sounds of battle.

But Martial Paragon Bi Xuan and the guards near the king's tent had their expressions change.

Their soldiers were intercepted!

But that was only to be expected.

This time, to fight against the Turkic army, Evil Emperor sent all two thousand of his Wild Wolves out. He only had one hundred people remain by his side.

These people snuck into the camp from different directions, and they were in charge of causing chaos in the camp.

In the end, they were to gather near the king's tent and block off the pressure brought by the army coming at them from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the one hundred people beside Evil Emperor fought against the Myth Realm guards beside Martial Paragon Bi Xuan.

Evil Emperor and the martial paragon faced off against each other above the king's tent.

A terrifying presence brewed in the space between them, and it swelled up.

The tournament went on like a raging fire.

Now, out of the one hundred supreme-class elites left, only eight people were left.

Howling Moon and the first batch of supreme-class elites were the first to stand out, and Howling Moon's party gained the plate. Then, the plate returned to its place. After that, Silver Wolf and his party's Four Matchless Sword Formation killed dozens of people. Later on, Whirlwind Young Li displayed his might and got rid of the normal supreme-class elites. Now, the tournament had entered its most exciting moment.

Right now, there were less than ten people left on the tower.

But there were two whose bodies were already branded with the brand of disqualification.

These two people were controlled tightly by Whirlwind Young Li. Their qi realms continued slipping, and soon, they would slip to the point that they were less than Life and Death Realm. As of current, their faces were pale, and they had no room to fight back. They could only wait for their strengths to run dry, and they would die.

As for Whirlwind Young Li, after he managed to send the remaining five opponents flying, his body was filled with qi. With the qi provided by the two supreme-class elites, he reached Myth Realm in one go, and he gave off a great pressure to others. He made them nervous.

Knife and the others became on guard as they stood at the corner.

"Big Brother Silver Wolf!"

"That brat's next target is definitely us! We can't let him suck in too much of our qi!"

"That's right, we have to attack!"

As his friends instigated him to take action, Silver Wolf's gaze turned cold.

"Attack!"

Four waves of monstrous sword qi rose one after another. Like a huge wave, they rushed to Whirldwind Young Li, who was still absorbing qi.

When he sensed the sword glares and great waves of danger that came from behind him, Whirlwind Young Li resolutely let go of the prey in his hands. He grabbed the air with his hands.

"Go!

Whoosh!

Four fierce sword qis came charging back at them at an even faster speed.

'Shifting Stars again!'

Silver Wolf and his party might have temporarily obtained the offensive power of those in Myth Realm, but they had not reached Myth Realm in any other aspect. When their sword qis came charging back at them, they could not fight back in the slightest…

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four of them were knocked off the tower by their own attacks.

Silver Wolf and his party were disqualified!

Whirlwind Young Li's strength caught the other three supreme-class elites' attention, and while they remained at the top of the tower, they became highly on guard against him.

Dozens of supreme-class elites had been easily sent flying by Whirlwind Young Li. Even Silver Wolf and his party were sent flying!

Whirlwind Young Li's qi had already reached Myth Realm…

Regardless of which deed he did, it provoked Wind Void, Orochimaru, and the Shaolin disciple.

All three of them stopped whatever they were doing.

"It's your turn."

With rich qi flowing through his veins, Whirlwind Young Li became full of confidence. He grinned savagely and turned to Wind Void and the other two. They were the only ones left.

"Should we attack together?"

Orochimaru and the Shaolin disciple had been fighting against each other for a long time, and the victor could not be decided. It also allowed Wind Void to understand just how hard it was for them to decide upon the victor for the time being.

They nodded at the same time.

"It's best if you attack together. Otherwise, we'll just be wasting time."

Whirlwind Young Li might sound really conceited, but this time, he was incredibly solemn and careful. He composed himself and put on a posture that said he was now fully focused.

Orochimaru and Wind Void were about the same in terms of strength. Even if he had Shifting Stars and Star Sucking Great Skill, it would not be easy for him to win against them if they worked together. Besides, there was the Shaolin disciple by the side, and he did not know his true strength…

The four supreme-class elites on the tower fell into a stalemate.

"A person who is too outstanding will just invite envy upon himself… Whirlwind Young Li managed to make his ultimate techniques work really well with each other, and he did really well. It's just a pity… that he doesn't know how to hold back."

Phantasmal Shadow could not help but make this comment on the stage for the hosts. "He was too outstanding, and he is now encircled by the three supreme-class elites. It'll be too difficult for him to win now…"

"That's right.

"Over the past two years, Wind Void has fought against far too many supreme-class elites. In fact, she has fought against Blood Robes many times in secret. She knows about how amazing Shifting Stars and Star Sucking Great Skill are. Orochimaru has a lot of schemes, and he won't be easy to deal with. In fact, he had been intentionally hiding his strength when he fought against the Shaolin disciple. That Shaolin disciple he had been fighting against is weaker, and it'll be easy for something to happen to him. But aside from him, Whirlwind Young Li's strategy won't work against them!"

Lin Xiao nodded in agreement.

This time, even Ji Feng could not help but agree to them.

Whirlwind Young Li grew up quickly, and he received really good blessings. There was nothing to say about his strength. If he had known how to hide his strength, they would have seen a different outcome.

However, right after Lin Xiao finished speaking, they noticed a faint smile at the corners of Happy's lips.

"Sect Master Happy, you seem to have a different opinion. Could it be that you think that Whirlwind Young Li has hope in winning?"

"Perhaps."

Happy did not avoid Lin Xiao's question. He stopped talking for a while before he said, "If that guy decides to use his head a little, he'll definitely be the one who will be the winner of this tournament."

Phantasmal Shadow and Lin Xiao were shocked.