Chapter 836 - Whose blade is faster (1/2)
The King of Blades stopped teasing Curisa. He studied Xiao Luo from head to toe. “You look pretty decent. It is no wonder our Holy Lord fell for you during her heavenly trials in your world,” he said.
“Fell for him? Pah, as if..! Our Holy Lord had turned into a mortal, and this son of a b*tch took advantage of her. The Holy Lord is our Goddess. This son of a b*tch has stained her. I am going to end his dog life!” shouted the King of Thunder. He gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Luo with a pair of raging old eyes.
“You better be careful. Our Holy Lord might punish you for abusing your power,” the King of Blades teased.
“Nonsense. Our Holy Lord is understanding. There is no way she will punish me,” replied the King of Thunder. He was neither worried nor bothered.
King of Blades laughed and added, “Have you forgotten? When our Holy Lord regained her memory and cultivation level, she gave Curisa such a good beating that he even puked blood.”
The memory of the incident brought a bitter smile to Curisa’s lips. The Holy Lord had beaten him up because he humiliated the man from the Xiao Clan when they were back in the Original World.
The King of Thunder could think of nothing to say to support his argument. Upon her return, the Holy Lord had indeed changed from how she acted in the past.
“I am not, by any means, lecturing you. However, King of Thunder, you have liked the Holy Lord for thousands of years. Why do you not confess to her? You are always keeping it quiet, yet you continuously harp on about how you’ve taken a fancy to her. You are behaving like a little girl. Even I am feeling embarrassed for you,” added the King of War with a look of disdain. He had been standing on the side, picking his nose, when he joined the conversation.
The King of Thunder’s face turned red. “B*stard! It is my problem. Why are you concerned about it?”
“I just cannot stand watching you behave in such a manner,” answered the King of War.
“It is none of your business. So if you cannot stand it, just hut your stinky mouth up!”
“Huh… are you itching all over? Are you looking for a fight?” asked the King of War, as he rolled up his sleeves, getting into the mood for a fight.
The King of Thunder swung the war hammer in his hand and replied, “Alright, let us fight then. Do you think I am afraid of a muscle man like you?”
The more they spoke, the more heated they both got. The two Kings stared at each other with blazing eyes. Their majestic auras emanated from their bodies and quickly spread across the surrounding like a raging wave. Rocks on the ground floated up, the air became frigid, and the dense atmosphere was suffocating.
Curisa slapped his forehead with his palm, feeling lost for words. It looked like the four Kings still could not get along with one another. A conflict would always occur every time they met.
“Can the both of you stop it?”
The King of Swords, who had been silent all the while, suddenly spoke with a stony expression.
When he stepped in to intervene, the color on their faces changed a little. They glared at one another and withdrew their auras. They sneered at each other and then stood with their backs facing each other.
The Light Clan warriors looked at the King of Swords with respect and worship. Only the King of Swords, the strongest fighter there, could stop the heated argument between the two Kings with a single sentence.
“The both of you are more than thousands of years old. Can you not be more mature? Try to learn to be like both of us. Ming and I are the ones who know how to behave with dignity,” said the King of Blades as he swept his hair back casually.
“Tsk!”
The King of Thunder was not the least bit bothered, displaying a look of contempt on his face.
“Hey, Li. What is that look on your face? I know my face is unmatched. Girls fall for me as soon as they look at me. Even men admire my good looks. I know what you are thinking. Both you and War are envious and jealous of my face. But what a pity—this perfectly sculptured face has been with me since I came out of my mother’s womb. You guys cannot have a face like mine,” King of Blades confidently goaded, sweeping the fringe in front of his forehead to the side.
Envious and jealous of his looks?
“Wek!”
The King of Thunder felt like he was about to puke. It was not just him, but the entire Light Clan warriors around them felt sick and wanted to throw up as well. If one had to rank the Four Kings in terms of looks, then the King of Blades would be last in place. Even if one considered the entire Light Clan, the King of Blade would easily rank amongst the last few. They did not know where he found the confidence to boast about his looks.
“Hey, hey, hey, that is too much. If you keep behaving like that, I will not let you admire my handsome looks anymore in the future,” said the King of Blades. He frowned when he noticed that the King of Thunder threw him a disgusted look.
The King of Thunder shouted at him, “Who would want to admire your ugly face? You do not even know how ugly you are. You convince yourself that you look handsome. Your mum’s butt is more handsome than you.”
“Plain jealousy! You are envious of me!” The King of Blades was supremely confident of his looks.
“That is enough!”
Xiao Luo had heard enough of the nonsense. He walked forward and pointed his Dragon Saber at the Four Kings of the Holy Land of the Light Clan. Brimming with fighting spirit, he asked, “Do I take you one by one, or do I just take on all of you at once?”