Nobilis of War

Chapter 1316 Peerless Genius

A subordinate of the Zhou's Divine Pattern Firm rushed inside the hall to report to Field what was going

on outside. He barged in, short of breath and an urgency present on his face.

"Young master, the one who just left was stopped outside by a captain of the Lu Clan. It looks as

though they may kill him."

"Is that so?" Field asked in a playful tone.

"Young master, shall we do something? He has only just left our store after all," asked the subordinate,

seemingly ready to make any move necessary. That was how the Zhou Clan did things; they lived with

honor.

"It's none of your business. You will do nothing about it. Just leave me alone." Field waved his hand

dismissively, noticeably displeased.

"Yes, young master, as you wish."

Once his subordinate had left, Field flew out to see what was happening. He would not miss the

chance to witness such an interesting scene of events play out.

Immediately, he saw that Darren and his two companions had been stopped in midair. He recognized

the man standing in front of them; he was indeed a captain from the Lu Clan.

"I had planned to teach him a lesson in the hunting game. I didn't think he'd get into trouble and die so

soon. That's no fun at all."

Field murmured his musings to himself. He cast a glance at the young master of the Lu Clan and made

a guess as to what would probably happen next; that one was good for nothing but causing trouble

anywhere that was unfortunate enough to have his presence. Field shook his head in disappointment

at Darren's poor luck.

"Brat, brace yourself for death," announced the captain of the Lu Clan, pointing his spear in threat at

Darren who stood in front of him.

Darren stared back at him calmly, neither panicked nor frightened in the slightest.

He straightened his clothes and replied slowly, "Before we begin, I'd like to make something clear to

you. It was your young master who hit my friend first. We did not plan or even want to make a fuss Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

about it, and we even tried to leave. But you're not letting that happen. You're starting this. Are you sure

you want to fight us?"

"Ha-ha-ha!"

The captain burst into laughter that shook his entire body, and he continued laughing till tears rolled

from his eyes.

"Are you trying to reason with me? Oh, you are such an innocent and ignorant little thing. Well, let me

make something clear for you; in this town, my young master is the law. If he wants you to die, you will

die. Do you understand?" said the captain ruthlessly.

"Fine. I have nothing more to say, except a friendly reminder. The Lu Clan may be the law here, but I

am the law everywhere!" The calm flushed from Darren's face as he turned cold and vicious.

He had done his best to appease the situation and they did not appreciate his kindness. He was left

with no choice but to fight back.

Blade and sword intents swirled around Darren's body in the blink of an eye, followed by countless

transparent sword shades covering every inch of the sky.

"What the hell! How?"

The captain could sense how extraordinary the blade and sword intents were, but he was only

surprised by them, not scared. After all, in his eyes, Darren was just a cultivator at the low-level of the

Star God Realm. He did not see him as capable of being any sort of serious threat.

Field watched in silence from the street.

"Young master, do you think this young man will win?" The young woman who had greeted Darren

earlier spoke to Field.

Field responded with a sneer and in a mocking tone, "Don't be silly. Do you not know this captain's

cultivation level?"

"Of course I do. He used to be at the top level of the Star God Realm and was the most powerful

warrior in the land. But after his incident with the fierce beast that injured him, his cultivation level

dropped. Now he is at the upper-level of the Star God Realm," the woman replied with all she knew.

"If you know, why did you ask such a ridiculous question? That's not like you. What seems to be the

matter?" Field asked with a feint curious smile.

"Perhaps I am overthinking it. I just feel like there is more to this guy than there seems," the woman

replied, frowning.

"Let's wait and see if that's true. It shouldn't be more than 3 seconds before we find out," Field said as

he looked back up.

In the air above, the captain swung his spear wildly at Darren.

Darren in turn dashed forward, his sword and blade grasped firmly in hand. Their weapons collided with

an enormous bang that could be heard by everyone for hundreds of kilometers.

The thunderous clash was enough to wake even the dead!

That made Darren take ten feet back as he considered his position.

"My physical strength isn't bad." He hadn't used any god's power in his last strike. He wanted to test his

physical strength after the improvement it had gone through. As it turned out, it was only a tiny bit

inferior to the captain's strength with its applied god's power.

"Hmm, you have some skills to be sure, but this move will kill you!"

Fizz!

Thousands of spear phantoms exploded out above Darren's head.

He immediately realized that this spear skill had an impact on the soul when he felt the god's power.

"Die,"

Darren said flatly. A wisp of powerful sword intent then rushed forward.

The captain could detect this as well.

He thrust his spear out in an attempt to smash it.

But it did not go as he would have hoped. To his horror, the sword intent which he saw as merely trivial

and insignificant, pierced his spear, ran up it and along his arm.

Bang!

The captain's spear exploded and left his arm as more blood than anything else. If he had not reacted

as fast as he had, the sword intent would have smashed him to pieces.

The thousands of spear phantoms were also crushed by a strip of dark gold god's power, vanishing

them into thin air.

This counter-strike was a clear demonstration of who was more powerful than the other.

All it took for Darren was a single move to threaten the captain's life.

Field was stunned to have witnessed it with his own eyes. He could not believe it.

The once invincible figure of the Star God Realm had been defeated with such ease by a young man at

the low-level of the Star God Realm. In fact, it was more than just ease, it was only one move! This was

truly impressive.

He knew that he would be unable to achieve this feat, even though he had two complete series of

divine patterns.

"What sort of monster is he?" he murmured, his words filled with parts terror and parts wonderment.

Darren's strength had widened Field's horizon. There were still so many geniuses in the world who had

surpassed the restrictions of cultivation levels.

"What do you think of that?" Field asked, looking to the woman beside him.

"Genius, peerless genius." For a moment, that was all she could manage. But then, she added, "No,

this is too strange. He must have the help of some hidden divine weapon. How else could he unleash

such astonishing power?"

Her words calmed Field a little. The thought that Darren had some sort of assistance comforted him.

He nodded his head and said, "Yes, I think so too."

"How dare you, you bastard! How dare you openly cause harm to members of the Lu Clan?"

The young master of the Lu Clan flew towards Darren like a rabid dog. He appeared to be sober now.

Slap!

Darren slapped him hard across the face, sending it all the way in the other direction.

"How dare you lay a hand on me! Kill him! Kill him no matter what it takes! I will tear you into tiny

pieces!" squealed the young master hysterically.

The captain, however, gave no response. He simply trembled, pale in the face and miserable with pain.

"Aaaarrrhhh!" He gritted his teeth in fury and used his other hand to tear his broken arm off.

Darren had poisoned him and the itch was so unbearable that he wanted nothing more than for his life

to come to an end.

Darren, on the other hand, paid the captain no mind and strode towards the young master.

"You... You... What do you think you're doing? My grandfather is a cultivator of the Celestial God

Realm. If you dare to touch me, you will be obliterated!" Fear finally reared itself in the young master's

eyes.

"Don't, don't kill me! Don't kill me..." he begged sobbingly now that Darren continued his approach. All

his confidence and bravado had left him in the face of having to take Darren on by himself.

"Kill you? That would be too easy a punishment for you. You deserve much more," Darren sneered.

He then swung his sword and the sword intent sliced deep into the young master's skin, right down to

his meridians.

"Let's go," Darren said, nodding to Finley and Lindsay.

They left him there, alone, and flew out of the town.

A moment after they had gone, dozens of masters from the Lu Clan, at the top level of the Star God

Realm, arrived. Among them was a gray-haired old man, who was at the low-level of the Celestial God

Realm.

"Who dared do this to my grandson?" roared the old man so ferociously that it shook the earth beneath

him.

The young master was curled up on the ground, his hands clawing at his body and pulling his entrails

from inside of him. It was a horrific sight to behold and even left some of the masters feeling uneasy.

"Grandpa, I feel itchy. I want to die. Please kill me... I can't take it anymore..." the young master cried

out desperately.

The old man's heart ached as he watched the pain and struggle in front of him. His heart began boiling

with anger. He swore to himself that he would kill the murderer, no matter what it cost, no matter how

far he had to go. He would bring him to justice.

"Sir, I saw the murderer clearly." It was then that Field flew over to the old man's side.