Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 2064: Chapter 1851: Committed Suicide? (Part 2)

The Yaksha turned back to glance at Song Yun, whose clothes were tattered, and whose mouth was still bleeding. He couldn’t help but frown before he laughed and scolded, "You brat, how can you speak to your master like this in front of so many people."

"Hehe."

Song Yun chuckled and walked toward the Yaksha.

His steps were unsteady, his movements sluggish, and each step seemed to take a significant amount of effort.

He reached the Yaksha, lifted his heavy arm, and patted the Yaksha’s shoulder, leaving a bloody handprint on his gray Daoist robe.

With a pale face, Song Yun smiled and said, "Old man, do you remember what I said?"

The Yaksha mumbled, "You’ve said so many things since you were little, how can I remember?"

Song Yun’s smile gradually faded as he solemnly said, "I said, I will handle my own affairs. How can I trouble you, an elder, to fight for me today, to lower your status and duel with an old bastard? Leave this matter to me, your unworthy disciple."

Upon hearing this, the Yaksha’s heart trembled, and a serious expression appeared on his face.

Suddenly, Song Yun turned his head and looked at Shen Wenguang.

His expression was firm, his eyes cold, and with what seemed like his last bit of strength, he shouted, "Shen Wenguang, I’ll fight you!"

"Shen Wenguang, I’ll fight you!"

Song Yun was seriously injured, and his words lacked strength and momentum.

But his voice was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly in the currently silent assembly.

Moreover, his tone was still arrogant and domineering!

He showed no fear at all, despite his injuries or his cultivation being lower than Shen Wenguang.

However, after a brief silence, everyone wondered if they had misheard.

"Is he crazy? With Yaksha backing him, he still wants to fight himself?"

"His cultivation level is much lower than Shen Wenguang’s, and he’s gravely injured. His greatest reliance, that broken sword, has fallen into Shen Wenguang’s hands. How does he plan to fight Shen Wenguang?"

"Even at his peak, he wasn’t Shen Wenguang’s opponent."

"This kid, is he courting death just to show off?"

"He’s saying that, but the Yaksha would never let him fight, otherwise it would be sending him to his death."

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

In the end, they reached two conclusions.

First, Song Yun can’t beat Shen Wenguang;

Second, the Yaksha won’t let him fight Shen Wenguang.

"Hahaha..."

Reckless laughter came from the Yaksha’s mouth.

It wasn’t mockery, but appreciation.

He looked at Song Yun, his gaze full of gratification, "As expected of my disciple, you should have such courage. Since you want to fight Shen Wenguang yourself, then go ahead."

What, the Yaksha agreed?

This was completely unexpected.

Does he think that a severely injured Song Yun can still beat Shen Wenguang?

Even Lin Xiao, Huang Jinseng, and Gu Hong nearby were stunned.

They were very puzzled as to why the Yaksha would agree.

Huang Jinseng, who was closest to the Yaksha, stepped forward to advise, "Brother, you might want to reconsider. In his current condition, Song Yun simply can’t fight."

The Yaksha glanced at Huang Jinseng and said, "This is his own decision. If he dies, then he can only blame his own bad luck. Anyway, he’s already lost my precious little disciple, now if he dies, it’s his retribution. By then, I’ll just die lonely as an old guy."

This trip to Changshan was to find Huang Jinseng and ask him to mobilize the strength of Changshan to help find the missing Tao Xiaotong.

But unexpectedly, they came across the Four Sects Martial Meet, leading to the previous events.

Helplessly, Huang Jinseng said, "Honestly, if Song Yun fights Shen Wenguang... it’s certain death."

Before the Yaksha could speak, Song Yun jokingly said, "Martial Uncle, why do you support others’ morale while undermining your own? Do you look down on me?"

It’s not that I look down on you, just look at your pale face now. Let alone fighting Shen Wenguang at the mid-SSS level, even against an ordinary SS level, you wouldn’t stand a chance.

Huang Jinseng was frustrated and couldn’t bear the thought of Song Yun dying.

But he didn’t say more, as Song Yun wasn’t his disciple, nor had he joined the Changshan Sect.

As the Changshan Sect Leader, he had no authority to intervene.

Seeing that Huang Jinseng didn’t say anything, Gu Hong and Lin Xiao also felt like advising him but could only remain silent.

"Old man, remember to cheer for me."

Song Yun smiled at Yaksha, swiftly drawing the Throat Sealing Sword, and walked towards the arena step by step.

His slow and deliberate manner was almost unbearable to watch.

Like this, how could he fight?

Alas!

Except for Yaksha, everyone sighed.

Of course, excluding the Shen Family as well.

"Yaksha, do you really want to watch your disciple walk to his death with open eyes?"

Seeing Song Yun’s back, Gu Hong suddenly felt a sense of desolation and couldn’t help asking Yaksha.

Lin Xiao and Huang Jinseng also looked at Yaksha in confusion.

Yaksha stroked his long beard, gave a mysterious smile, and said, "Do you know who taught Song Yun to advance so quickly? At only in his twenties, he’s about to reach the SSS level."

"Wasn’t it you?"

The trio of Gu Hong was a bit surprised.

"Indeed, it wasn’t me," Yaksha nodded: "Under my guidance, he reached the S level. But since he left the Green Dragon Sect two years ago, in just a short period, he’s reached his current level, advancing at an unbelievable speed."

"He has also mastered an extremely fast movement technique, and it seems he hasn’t even perfected it yet."

"And that black light severing sword over there is definitely not an ordinary item; we’ve never seen such a powerful existence."

"That kid has great fortune, he won’t die so easily."

"Do you really think his challenge to Shen Wenguang is a death wish?"

"His words weren’t wrong; he’s always handled his matters himself. But if he wasn’t confident, he wouldn’t foolishly offer himself up to be killed."

"But the fact that he’s stepping out now to challenge Shen Wenguang, an opponent seemingly undefeatable to others, shows that he has a trump card."

Trump card!

The eyes of Lin Xiao and the other two lit up, and they couldn’t help but feel some anticipation.

They looked at Song Yun, eager to see how he would defeat Shen Wenguang with his heavily injured body!

If he won, it would be unprecedented and create a miracle!

But, will a miracle happen?

On the arena.

Shen Wenguang watched Song Yun approach, a smug expression in his eyes.

Even if it was a battle with Yaksha, though he might win, it would surely be a tough fight.

But dealing with the heavily injured SS-level Song Yun, Shen Wenguang had a hundred percent confidence.

"This fool, I could kill him with one palm!"

Shen Wenguang sneered inwardly, then turned to look at Yaksha, asking, "Yaksha, are you sure you want your disciple to fight? If I win, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Yaksha coldly replied, "If you kill my disciple, today he has chosen his own path to death, I, Yaksha, will accept the loss and won’t trouble you. But if Song Yun truly dies, I will seek revenge after today."

Hearing this, Shen Wenguang remained unmoved.

Even without Yaksha’s words, he knew Yaksha would do so.

Just as if he let Song Yun go today, he would still hunt Song Yun in the future.

Shen Wenguang composed himself, ignoring the people below the arena, and coldly said to Song Yun, "Kid, I didn’t expect you to be so eager to die!"

"Huh! Who will die, that’s not certain!"

Song Yun snorted coldly, looked towards the spectators below, and shouted, "Who will officiate and call the start?"

"I will."

Lin Xiao stepped forward, paused for a moment, and said, "Start!"

Thud.

As soon as Lin Xiao’s words fell, the sound of a sword piercing through a body could be heard, and a spray of blood spattered on the arena.

The scene on the arena was extremely bizarre.

Song Yun plunged the Throat Sealing Sword into his own heart, the blade piercing through his chest.

With a thump.

He lay on his back on the arena, closed his eyes, and blood continued to spill from the wound.

Everyone was stunned.

As soon as the battle began, Song Yun had committed suicide!