Nobilis of War

Chapter 1237 The Duel

Murphy narrowed his eyes. The sword intent flashed in his eyes.

"Darren, is this one from the Xiling Clan?"

"I think so. Who else would hunt me across thousands of kilometers away?" Darren replied. His face

darkened at the thought.

"Humph! How dare he run around our sect so boldly? Come with me. I'll take his head for you!" Murphy

exclaimed. The aura around him gradually changed. Darren could feel the intense murderous intent

from him, and it scared him a bit.

With that, both of them flew out of the sect.

Their robes rustled in the air as they cruised along the wind.

Above the mountains, an old man with white hair floated. He had an arrogant face as he looked down

below.

"Identify yourself! How dare you come here and run around wildly in our sect!" Murphy shouted.

He flew up to the sky and stopped midair. He was like a divine sword as he floated above. His

formidable figure commanded attention and awe from everyone who was looking.

"Are you the leader of the Starry Sword Sect's branch, Murphy You?"

"Yes, I am. Now that you know who I am, get out of my sight!" Murphy shouted coldly.

"I respect you, Murphy. But it is only because you are connected to the Starry Sword Sect. Other than

that, you are nothing but dirt on the bottom of my shoe.

Now, cut that crap. Just hand over Darren Chu and everything will be fine. Your relationship with the

Starry Sword Sect doesn't matter in the Tussle Region. Believe me, you don't want to be in my way!"

Caleb's face was cold and impassive as he said this. It seemed like he wasn't afraid of Murphy at all.

"You son of a bitch! How dare you offend the disciple of Lord Starry Sword? I'll take your head for that!"

Murphy was getting tired of all these talks. He clenched his hands tightly around his sword. Its blade

gleamed with a faint red glow.

"Don't be so arrogant, Murphy! I won't allow you to kill my friend!" a voice rang out.

Suddenly a dreadful pressure swooped down on them. A man slowly walked out from the void. He was

dressed in a royal robe with an embroidered dragon on it.

Murphy felt his heart skip a beat upon seeing the man.

"Why is he here?"

"Sir, who is this man?" Darren could also feel the man's intense power. It reminded him of Lord Akbar.

"He's one of the three kings in the Ninth Precipitous Mountain. He's known as King Winfred. His

strength is almost similar to the warriors in the Superior God Realm."

"Welcome, King Winfred. What brings you here?"

Murphy's tone was polite, but it was obvious that there was no veneration in it. He maintained his

dignity and did not grovel at all.

"You can't hurt him, Murphy. Caleb is my friend." King Winfred stepped towards Murphy and stood

beside him.

"Well, now that you're here in person, I figure I must show my respect to you even for just a little. I will

let him off the hook for now. He can go," Murphy said.

"Darren, let's go inside and grab a drink!" He was about to leave with Darren when King Winfred

suddenly raised his hand and called out, "Wait! You can leave, but this kid has to stay. He killed my

friend's descendant. And as the saying goes, a life for a life. He needs to face the consequences of his

actions. What do you say, Murphy?"

Murphy turned to look at King Winfred. His face hardened momentarily.

"Very well then. Since I cannot overpower you, I seem to have no other choice. But let me remind you

to think carefully before you make up your mind. Things can only get messier from here. You might not

like what awaits you," he warned. His voice was as cold as ice.

"Humph! Do you really think I won't kill you?"

"I don't care if you plan to kill me here. But he is the disciple of the Lord Starry Sword. If you dare lay a

finger on him, you must prepare yourself!" Without further ado, Murphy unleashed his sword intent. A

mighty force surged out from him and rushed forward with terrifying momentum.

King Winfred was stunned to see Murphy livid.

"What did you just say? This brat is the Lord Starry Sword's disciple?" King Winfred asked gravely.

"Darren, release the Starry Tower."

Without saying anything else, Darren released the Starry Tower.

Upon seeing the Starry Tower, King Winfred's face darkened. His body trembled involuntarily.

He knew many masters of the human race very well. He had to if he wanted to survive in this world.

Nonetheless, who wouldn't be wary of the Lord Starry Sword? Everyone except those higher-ups in the

Ancestral Land feared him.

He could feel his face twitch involuntarily. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"So what now, King Winfred? Are you going to do it or not? Hurry up and decide please. Otherwise,

Darren and I will go ahead and get our drinks now." Murphy clasped his hands behind his back as he

acted nonchalant.

"It's true that only the Lord Starry Sword's disciples can conjure the Starry Tower. But this symbol is

only for his nominal disciples. Do you really think I will be afraid of it?"

"Fine then. Do it. I won't stop you," Murphy sneered.

"You!" Murphy's words seemed to have an effect on King Winfred. It made him rethink his decision.

After all, he didn't want to get too involved. Likewise, he didn't even hold a grudge against Darren.

"Why not? Let me do it!" Caleb, on the other hand, didn't care if Darren was a disciple of the Lord

Starry Sword. That fact didn't frighten him at all.

Nonetheless, King Winfred stopped him from doing anything else. Then, through his spiritual sense, he

said, "Are you out of your mind? If you hurt that brat, you will get us into trouble. I don't care if you die

or not, but I don't want to offend the Lord Starry Sword."

"Don't worry, My Lord. I'm too old to be impulsive. It's true that the Lord Starry Sword is quite well

known. But have you forgotten that we have Mr. Feng on our side? Is he not enough?" Caleb said.

"What do you mean? Is that a threat?" King Winfred was getting angrier by the minute.

"Of course not. Why would I dare threaten you, My Lord? I only came here to get this brat because Mr.

Feng told me to do so. However, a nominal disciple is nothing. I'm just following Mr. Feng's orders."

"Are you telling me the truth?"

King Winfred asked. However, it was obvious that he had already made up his mind. After all, Mr. Feng

was the Lord Starry Sword's equal. It was no use going against his orders.

"Of course, why would I even dare fake Mr. Feng's orders?" Caleb said lightly.

"Well, let me be blunt with you. I respect the Lord Starry Sword as much as I respect Mr. Feng. Now

that they are both involved, I won't interfere in this. You can handles things between yourselves. But if

you have something else that needs my help, I will do my best."

Caleb's face turned somber and grave upon hearing this. He thought that King Winfred would be on his

side when he mentioned Mr. Feng. He didn't expect him to retreat shamelessly and stay out of the

matter.

Darren was protected by a swordsman at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm. If King Winfred

didn't make a move now, Caleb would never have a chance of defeating Darren.

"Haha, Caleb. If you have any grudge against this young man, I propose it's time that you personally

have a duel with him. I and Murphy wouldn't interfere so that everything will remain fair," King Winfred

said out loud.

He didn't want to get caught up with the affair, but he couldn't wriggle his way out of it either. It might be

a bad idea, but this was the only way he could watch the two parties fight without getting involved.

"Are you trying to stand up against the Lord Starry Sword, King Winfred? Darren is only in the Domain

God Realm. Do you really want him to have a duel with this old guy? Meanwhile, you asked me not to

intervene. Is that even possible?" Murphy sneered.

"Does it even matter, Murphy? I'm now officially proposing a duel between Darren and Caleb. It's a

battle to the death.

Don't forget that I have a divine weapon. Realm-equalizing Arena!" King Winfred said.