Chapter 37

Chen Qiming was anxious and tried to block.

But he was too slow...

In less than a breath, the man in black stood in front of Ximen Kun and slapped him.

Slap!

Ximen Kun's face swelled up instantly.

"Young Master!"

Chen Qiming and the others were shocked.

"Whoever dares to step forward, dies!"

The man in black said coldly.

Dozens of martial artists all froze, none daring to act rashly.

Ximen Kun covered his face and said venomously: "You really are shameless!"

The man in black sneered: "Dozens of you bullying three juniors, even Chen Qiming took action, and you still have the nerve to talk about me? You were undignified first, why should I be dignified?"

Ximen Kun said hatefully: "How dare you..."

But just as he opened his mouth, another loud slap followed.

Slap!

The second time, Ximen Kun's face was even more swollen, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

"You, you, don't let the Ximen Family know who you are!"

Ximen Kun's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared.

"Heh, still stubborn."

The man in black chuckled and slapped him a few more times.

Ximen Kun saw stars, and actually shed tears of humiliation...

The other party could clearly kill him, but only slapped his face.

As the Young Master of the Ximen Family, he had never suffered such an insult.

"If you really have the guts, kill me."

Ximen Kun said word by word.

"I just won't kill you, so what?"

The man in black laughed meanly, slapping faster and faster.

Slap slap!

Slap slap slap!!

Before he knew it, Ximen Kun's face was no longer human-like, swollen like a braised pig's head. His mouth was full of blood, and two front teeth had been knocked out.

Chen Qiming and the others were angry but didn't dare to speak.

There was no way, the enemy was strong and they were weak.

If the enemy was really provoked and slapped the Young Master's head to pieces, there would be no room for regret.

Having his face beaten to a pulp was better than losing his life.

Slap slap slap!!!

The man in black stopped only when there was no place left to slap, thinking: That's about it, the three of them should be far away by now.

Then, he stomped his foot and jumped onto a small building nearby.

Ximen Kun's mouth was completely swollen, unable to speak, and could only look at him venomously...

The man in black coughed, pinched his throat, and said:

"What are you looking at? Today's matter is settled. If your Ximen Family isn't convinced, you can go to the Bai Family to find me!"

"Are you from the Bai Family?" Chen Qiming said.

The man in black ignored him, took a few steps in the air, and disappeared into the night again.

Chen Qiming hurriedly took out a pill and fed it to Ximen Kun.

As the medicinal power spread, Ximen Kun's mouth felt slightly better.

Although he still looked like a pig's head, he could at least speak.

"Fuck!"

As soon as he could speak, he spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.

"Young Master, that man in black claimed to be from the Bai Family, could it be Bai Sheng?"

"Bai Sheng does have this strength."

"It's also reasonable for Bai Sheng to protect Bai Chengliang."

Someone whispered.

Ximen Kun cursed:

"Is your brain filled with water? Who would report their own family name while doing bad things?"

Someone immediately nodded.

"That's true, the more he claims to be from the Bai Family, the less likely it is to be true."

"Hmm, Bai Sheng is a Family Head after all, he can't be that shameless."

"The Young Master is still the resourceful one, seeing through the other party's sowing of discord at once."

"Then who could it be?"

Ximen Kun said murderously: "Investigate, go back and investigate thoroughly, our Ximen Family cannot swallow such a big loss!"

"Hmm, let's go back first." Chen Qiming echoed.

Everyone was about to withdraw, but heard a burst of noise approaching rapidly.

"This is where the heavenly phenomenon is!"

"It's the location of the Divine Sword Platform, could it be related to the divine sword?"

"Legend has it that when the divine sword reappears in the world, it will trigger heavenly glow."

"Could it be that someone pulled out the divine sword?"

"Wait, look..."

"The Divine Sword Platform is empty."

"It really was pulled out!"

A large number of figures surged over from both ends.

Just now, the divine sword's emergence triggered a heavenly phenomenon, which almost the entire Ning City could see.

The phenomenon lasted for a while, and now it had disappeared. The night sky returned to being clear, with only a few residual purple glows left.

Many martial artists in the city followed the trail and found this place.

Seeing the bare Divine Sword Platform, the crowd immediately boiled over.

"A thousand years, someone finally did it?"

"Who is the lucky one who obtained the recognition of the divine sword?"

"Too bad, I have no chance."

"Brother, even if no one pulled it out, you wouldn't have a chance either."

"Look, the Young Master of the Ximen Family..."

The crowd at the scene was amazed, and soon someone focused their attention on Ximen Kun.

Ximen Kun was a bit embarrassed, after all, his face was still swollen, which was very unglamorous.

"Young Master Kun, what happened to your face?"

As it happened, a warm-hearted bald man walked over, looking concerned.

"I..." Ximen Kun was at a loss for words.

"Wait, I know, the divine sword was pulled out by Young Master Ximen, right?"

Suddenly, someone mentioned it.

Then there was a chorus of agreement:

"Right, it must be him."

"Young Master Ximen has dreamed of the divine sword many times; he is fated with the divine sword."

"I heard he has been studying sword dao and prepared a lot for pulling the sword."

"He appeared here, he must have just pulled it."

"It really was him who pulled it."

"In this Ning City, I'm afraid only Young Master Kun could obtain such an opportunity."

Many onlookers at the scene believed that the sword was pulled by Ximen Kun.

On one hand, Ximen Kun liked to pull the sword and was determined to get it, which was known to everyone.

On the other hand, the Ximen Family could provide him with unlimited support to assist in pulling the sword.

Now that it was finally a success, it was reasonable.

"Congratulations, congratulations to Young Master Ximen!"

Some low-to-mid-level martial artists offered their congratulations one after another.

They wanted to flatter Ximen Kun and take the opportunity to cling to the Ximen Family.

"Uh... thank you all."

Ximen Kun responded subconsciously.

With so many people congratulating him, he couldn't say it was pulled by Yang Yu, right?

Wouldn't he look even more like a joke then?

Just go along with it and admit it.

"Oh, I see, Young Master Kun's injury must have been caused by pulling the sword. The impact must have been huge, scratching Young Master Kun's face."

The bald man who flattered him first said again.

Ximen Kun was stunned for a moment, then took the opportunity to step down: "That's right, it was very dangerous at the time, fortunately, I reacted in time."

"Young Master Kun is truly the heaven-chosen Sword Master! The number one genius of Ning City, well-deserved." The bald man continued to praise.

"That's right, too powerful."

"Young Master is mighty!"

"With the Ximen Family obtaining the divine sword, there is hope to challenge for the number one family in the Southern Region in the future."

"With Young Master's talent, he will surely be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Saintess in the future. Oh no, not shoulder to shoulder, but surpass!"

More people crowded over to flatter him.

The Ximen Family was already very strong, and now their Young Master had obtained the divine sword, the future was even more limitless.

Must flatter him more...

"Haha, thank you all for your kind words. If the Ximen Family can really become the strongest family in the Southern Region, we will definitely give back to the brothers in Ning City first."

Ximen Kun laughed loudly.

Although it was fake.

But hearing so much flattery, he still felt very good.

"By the way, Young Master Kun, can you take out the divine sword for us to admire?"

The bald man said again, grabbing the lead.