Chapter 238: The King of Kings (Part One)
Fei thought the entire Sword-Testing Stage would be instantly destroyed to debris by the horrifying force. However, the scene he had imagined did not take place, neither even a crack appeared on the floor of the stage. It was totally beyond his expectation.
This was because the irresistible horrifying force disappeared in all a sudden when it almost struck the floor.
It was as if the incredible force had never appeared before, which even did not leave a trace.
It gave Fei goosebumps — what a horrifying mean of force manipulation!
It was inconceivable!
But right at the moment when the force was about to disappear, Fei had clearly heard a voice crying “Hum!” in his ears, which was gentle but clear. It seemed that the owner of the voice has been very shocked by the fact that Fei was able to escape from the blow.
“This single blow is just a little lesson to you, that the dignity of the Imperial Knight Palace cannot be violated by anyone at will……little b-----d, keep it in your mind, it won’t be as easy as this time in future, humph!”
The voice that cried just now came in Fei’s ears again quickly.
The words sounded like a threat.
However, the whisper had given Fei an intimate feel for some reason.
He could recognize that the voice definitely belonged to the same person who previously ordered the six Execution Knights to retreat with only one sentence. The voice was calm and casual without any trace of hostility, but it contained a sort of sense of natural nobility and power beyond doubt. As a result, no one was able to develop a thought of resistance or disobedience at all.
This was an absolutely horrifying master warrior.
As the whirring wind blew, Fei stood behind Matt Razi waiting in silence for a little while, well prepared to evacuate by using the “Teleport” skill of the sorceress……But this force did not appear anymore after the failure of the blow.
“Hey kid, why did you run behind me just now?” Matt Razi foamed with rage, expressing his dissatisfaction with Fei’s behavior.
“Er, it was unintentional, absolutely unintentional!”
Fei chuckled, thinking that: “Am I that silly to tell you the truth that I chose to hide behind you and used you as a shield just in case being killed by the angry mysterious master warrior?”
“Hoo! I really didn’t expect ah, you kid……this time, you are really f-----g cool!” The empire’s number one traveling poet of Zenit stared at Fei complicatedly, sincerely complimented: “Ha, ha, ha, at last, even Akinfeev, the Executive Knight-Captain of Imperial Knight Palace acted on you himself and failed to screw you. F*ck, except for three places in Zenit Empire, you can now go anywhere you like!”
As if responding to Matt Razi’s comment, there had been thunderous cheers suddenly arising around the Sword-Power-Test Stage. Tens of thousands of people screamed at the same time. The huge noise was like the endless waves flooding from the horizon, wave after wave. The vast surging sound was like tidal waves flapping the distant Moro Mountains and the walls of the imperial capital.
“King of Chambord! King of Chambord!! King of Chambord!!! King of Chambord!!!!! King of Chambord!!!!!”
All sorts of cheers that contained the various dialects of their own nations came together to form the same phrase. For the inferior warriors and even some minor nobles and officials from the 250 affiliated kingdoms, they were favoring King of Chambord with regard to their feelings. Although they previously thought highly of the Seventh “Bloodthirst Knight” almost in a prevailing way due to the accumulated influences by the Execution Knights over a long time, they were rooting for the underdog in their minds.
After all, the King of Chambord was just like them.
From this perspective, the King of Chambord appeared to be closer to them.
For many people from the affiliated kingdoms, it was like the Chambord Kind had been representing them to fight a duel. Perhaps the duel hid a lot of things they did not know, but they preferred to regard the dual as a battle between the power of the imperial nobles and the force of the affiliated kingdoms.
This was a very simple feeling.
There had been wind blowing from the distant Moro Mountains while everyone shouted “King of Chambord”.
Fei slightly closed his eyes and raised his arms up. He quietly switched to the “Paladin Mode”, and his body was covered by a touch of golden light. An atmosphere that was noble and benevolent beyond words softly spread out. The beautiful sunlight of early afternoon showered down and shone upon the mass silver thick snow and Fei’s body. There seemed to be only one figure left in the vast world. Fei opened his arms as if he was embracing the entire world.
At this moment, this young figure that was invincible and aggressive to a crazy degree had been engraved in the hearts and souls of the people from the 250 affiliated kingdoms so firmly and deeply that he would never be forgotten.
It was the effect that Fei had made on purpose.