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Chapter 1105: Chapter 1105: Meeting at Mount Shu
The news that Medicine King Valley sincerely invited martial arts experts to a grand meeting had already spread.
Many well-informed entrepreneurs worked around the clock, day and night, within just one day.
They built several simple hotels.
Located around Medicine King Valley.
Many people from the martial arts community, tired from their travels, needed a place to rest.
Then, they would head to Medicine King Valley.
At this moment.
Inside a simple hotel, Locke Yarrow was sitting in a private room, drinking with his disciples.
They had arrived early and, disliking the atmosphere of Medicine King Valley, had simply decided to eat and drink outside.
"Master, what’s the background of this Mad Dragon?"
A disciple asked, puzzled, "To actually kill Hendrick Kensington! When we first heard the news, we couldn’t believe it! Hendrick Kensington was a Young Master!"
Hendrick Kensington had long been famous within his sect!
Even a powerful sect like his craved for a genius!
And Hendrick Kensington perfectly met their expectations.
The original plan was to let Hendrick Kensington consolidate his foundation for a few years before bringing him back to the sect.
But now.
Hendrick Kensington had been killed publicly, and even Leighton Yarrow was severely injured.
Their sect’s reputation had sunk to its lowest point!
This trip, Locke Yarrow’s mission was to personally kill Mad Dragon and restore their sect’s honor.
"Back then, when Mad Dragon established the Seven Clouds Academy, he once dominated the martial arts world. But that had nothing to do with our sect," Locke Yarrow picked up his wine cup and huffed, "Those rabble of the martial arts world, if our sect wishes, we can annihilate them all with a slap!"
The sect’s arrogance was already ingrained in their hearts.
"Master is right. If Mad Dragon dares to show himself in Medicine King Valley, we will definitely let him know how powerful our sect is!"
The disciples of Locke Yarrow immediately picked up their wine cups, beaming, "Let’s celebrate in advance for master!"
Swoosh!
But just then.
The door of the private room was kicked open.
"Damn, who’s being such a fool!"
One disciple immediately drew out his Longsword and turned towards the door.
The disciples’ arrogance was inherent.
"Seeking death!"
Seeing the masked intruder, the disciple swung his sword down!
Killing someone in a temporary hotel wasn’t a big issue.
A common man, who would dare oppose their sect?
But the Longsword hung in the air.
Suspended in front of the man.
Unable to advance another step.
"Hmm?"
The disciple frowned slightly, intensifying the force in his hands!
But still, there was no reaction!
The Longsword hung in the air as if gripped by an invisible giant hand!
Immovable!
The masked man turned his head to look at the disciple in front of him.
Slowly raising his right arm.
In his hand, he held a golden dragon sword!
"What do you want to do!"
The disciple panicked, trying to retreat, but his entire body seemed to be fixed in place!
Chop!
The golden dragon sword slashed through the air!
The disciple’s head fell to the ground.
Thud!
Following that was the headless body.
Blood sprayed across the table.
Splashing all over the disciple closest to them.
Clang.
Someone’s chopsticks dropped to the floor.
Their throat subconsciously twitched.
A cold sweat beaded on their forehead.
Someone sniffled lightly, their mind completely bewildered.
Swoosh!
Locke Yarrow smacked the table fiercely, stood up, and pointed at the masked man, "Who dares to brutally kill my disciples!"
Even he took a whole five seconds to react!
Someone dared to brazenly butcher his disciples?
In their sect’s eyes, they were noble representatives!
Very few under the heavens would dare trouble them.
But the masked man standing at the doorway still did not speak.
Instead—
He raised the golden dragon sword a second time.
"Ha, hiding your face, not daring to show your true self, you must be just a petty thief!"
Locke Yarrow drew his Longsword, and with a whoosh, it exploded out of the scabbard!
Simultaneously, his Longsword pierced through the air!
A striking move meant to slaughter all around!
Clang!
The masked man slashed through the air with his sword!
He knocked the sword sheath to the ground!
Then, he tilted his head back and chopped down from mid-air!
The two longswords clashed, forcing both men to step back several paces!
"Somewhat skilled."
Locke Yarrow was somewhat surprised.
The opponent’s strength was beyond his expectations.
Very strong!
"Why do you hide your face yet expose your tail?"
He waved his hand, and the disciples on either side quickly dispersed.
The private room immediately became exceptionally spacious.
Whoosh!
The masked man still did not speak.
He leaped up, his longsword cutting through the air, heading straight for Locke Yarrow!
"Good! Good! Good!"
Locke Yarrow repeated the word three times, his face revealing a thick intent to kill, "Today I want to see the face beneath that mask!"
Having said that, he violently shook the longsword in his hand!
The originally bright silver longsword suddenly stirred up a trail of frost!
Clang!
The two swords collided for the second time!
Ice flowers actually formed in the air.
And the disciples from Medicine King Valley instinctively hugged themselves.
It was as if they were in an ice cellar!
Cold!
Julius Reed and Locke Yarrow, less than half a meter apart!
Even their breaths had turned into mist.
This showed just how cold the temperature was.
At the place where the two longswords collided, frost began to slowly spread towards the Mad Dragon Sword.
It seemed it would soon engulf it.
Ice Seal!
This was Locke Yarrow’s strongest sword technique, which could channel energy into the sword.
Even in Medicine King Valley, he was the only one who could master this sword technique to such a level.
The frost spread little by little, bit by bit.
"I will make you watch as you are frozen into an ice sculpture!"
Locke Yarrow laughed loudly, gradually narrowing his eyes.
Boom!
But suddenly.
Julius Reed exerted a powerful force!
Crack!
The unprepared Locke Yarrow was pushed back several steps by the powerful force!
He smashed through the colored steel structure behind him and burst out from the third floor!
Whoosh!
Julius Reed swung his longsword forward!
A streak of flame burst through the air and directly engulfed Locke Yarrow!
"No!"
Locke Yarrow, caught off guard, had not anticipated the sudden attack!
But the flames spread rapidly the moment they touched him!
In the air.
Locke Yarrow looked like a fireball, crackling fiercely.
But he was after all a Grandmaster!
A Grandmaster ranked among the top ten in Skyfire!
Boom!
With a loud noise, Locke Yarrow’s garments shattered and the flames exploded into the sky!
After landing, he miserably looked up at the golden dragon-masked man in front of him.
"Who are you really!"
There weren’t many who could embarrass him like this.
And yet, the opponent had not said a word from the beginning to end.
Cold and somewhat terrifying.
Whoosh!
Julius Reed swung his longsword, flames blazing along the blade!
"Ah!"
Anger and humiliation made Locke Yarrow like a furious lion!
He gripped his sword with one hand and fiercely chopped forward!
In the air, a wall of ice formed by concentrated Sword Qi appeared!
Crack!
The Mad Dragon Sword, carrying raging flames, shattered the ice wall and directly pierced through Locke Yarrow’s body.
"Some say that you, Locke Yarrow, are unparalleled in the world. But today, seeing you, it’s nothing special!"
Julius Reed pulled out his longsword and furiously swung it forward!
The elder of Medicine King Valley, decapitated.
Then.
He turned around, leaped into the air, and slashed at the shattered colored steel building of the third floor.
The disciples inside the Medicine King Valley were instantly engulfed by the wave of fire.
Turned to ashes.
