Chapter 45 (1/2)
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45 – We’ll Fight to the Death
Yang Feng with his inferior level-1 spirit apt.i.tude could actually join Warlock College Antalya, it made so that all the youngsters here were full of grievances. Even though they also felt that the youngsters words were extremely malicious, yet the majority kept silent and observed the scene coldly from the sidelines.
Yang Feng swept that youngster with a glance, a whiff of killing intent flas.h.i.+ng in his eyes and he said coldly: “Who are you?”
That young man swept Yang Feng with a glance and smiled in ridicule as he spoke: ” I’m Bantania, the third successor to Tutania Princ.i.p.ality’s Sanger Clan! Why, you want to duel with me, yellow monkey?”
Yang Feng smiled faintly and then said: “I’m Yang Feng, the only kin of Steel City’s master and I’m Steel City’s only successor! Due to you humiliating our Steel City! On behalf of our Steel City, I’m issuing a formal declaration of war against your Tutania Princ.i.p.ality! Our Steel City’s 100,000 mechanical golem legion is going to flatten your Tutania Princ.i.p.ality, we won’t withdraw until your Sanger Clan is uprooted!”
“What?! Steel City actually wants to go to war against Tutania Princ.i.p.ality?”
“Steel City, in the end what is this force?”
“Is Steel City that Warlock group that just a short time ago defeated Fernandro Princ.i.p.ality and killed an official level-2 Warlock of Fernandro Princ.i.p.ality?
“No! Reportedly, it was the three great forces Demonic Snake’s Eye, White Ivory and Fernandro Clan that attacked Steel City and were defeated by it. Supposedly, nearly half of Fernandro Clan’s Blood Bat Knights were killed!”
The majority of the youngsters gathered at the Warlock College Antalya were from greater aristocratic clans from the many states of the Southern States Coalition. Many even came from some formidable Warlock Clans, their sources of knowledge and information have by far surpa.s.sed that of ordinary people. The news of Steel City defeating Fernando Princ.i.p.ality shocked the entire Southern States Coalition, the majority of them knew about this news. Only some ordinary students that had a commoners’ background didn’t had this information.
When Bantania heard those words, his complexion at once became incomparably pale and his whole body trembled somewhat from fear. He originally thought to enrage Yang Feng into a duel with him, if it where that way, by relying o his strength as a high-level Warrior, he was certain of defeating and even heavily injuring Yang Feng, ruthlessly humiliating him once again. He didn’t thought that because of this one sentence, his clan would sink into a war with Steel City.
Bantania considered it, then regained a bit of his calm and with a paled complexion forcibly said in a loud voice: “Impossible! You’re merely the Steel Lord’s nephew – even if you are his only kin, you still can’t represent the entire Steel City to declare war against our Tutania Princ.i.p.ality!”
The rest of the aristocratic youngsters’ eyes also flashed with a whiff of suspicion as they looked at Yang Feng.
Neglecting war begets danger, courting war begets death. Every formidable force was very cautious when it comes to starting a new war. Those militant forces that continuously start new wars, they would quickly decline because of those same wars. No successor of a Warlock group, not even the first successor, could represent a force and randomly declare war against another Warlock group.
Under the suspicious gazes of the various people – Yang Feng took out a square palm-sized steel box in a calm and unhurried manner and lightly pressed on it.
That steel box flickered with a radiance that condensed in the air into the image of an up to 2m tall middle-aged man, he was dressed in a silver-white Warlock’s Changpao with a silver thread on the cuffs.