School Beauty's Peerless Soldier Chapter 1232 1221: Utter Despair

The Marquis Harden, naturally, was also afraid of death.

Almost every mber of the Blood Clan has an extrely long lifespan, and as a Marquis, Harden is no exception. Even after living for over a thousand years, Marquis Harden is still considered young.

What made Marquis Harden even more reluctant to part with was his own status. As an esteed Earl, he was just one step away from becoming a Duke!

With such status, how could Marquis Harden be willing to die so easily?

However, for Marquis Harden to yield to Xu Fan, that was sothing he naturally couldn't do. Could a re ant be worthy enough for him, the Marquis Harden, to lower his head?

At this mont, Marquis Harden roared towards the old immortal, "Li Nantian, you dare to touch ? Don't forget! You are in the West!"

This was the confidence that gave Marquis Harden the courage to confront the old immortal!

Even if outmatched, even if breaking the agreent and being despised by all, so what? This is, after all, the West! The very stronghold of the Dark Forces!

However, the old immortal remained unmoved, looking at Marquis Harden with eyes as cold as ice.

Xu Fan once again raised the longsword in his hand, the sea-blue light shimring brilliantly. This sword, if it were to land on the heart of Marquis Harden, even as a Marquis, even as a Zhiwei Realm powerhouse, he would fall!

The speed of the longsword was extrely fast. Killing a Marquis, it seed Xu Fan hadn't even considered the consequences. Everyone's mouth was agape, and their eyes widened, staring intently at Xu Fan's sword.

Just as the sword swung down, the eyes of Marquis Harden contracted, finally closing them tightly while desperately shouting, "Xu Fan! I yield! I yield!"

The longsword stopped abruptly, just a milliter from the heart.

Cold sweat dripped from Marquis Harden's forehead, then flowed down like a waterfall.

Gulp!

Everyone watching this scene couldn't help but swallow. Xu Fan's sword had almost claid the life of Marquis Harden!

Can a Marquis also be afraid of death? Naturally, they can be afraid.

With the sword in his hand, Xu Fan helped Marquis Harden submit a piece of his heart's answer.

Xu Fan's longsword was pointed at Marquis Harden's heart, and his gaze was filled with icy indifference, "Now that the bet has been fulfilled, does the Marquis rember?"

Since he had already yielded, Marquis Harden naturally wouldn't force himself to suffer anymore, "I rember, I rember, you've won, you may leave as you please."

"Hmm?" Xu Fan's eyes swept coldly, causing a chill to run through Marquis Harden's heart.

"Furthermore, I am willing to present the cultivation technique to Young Brother Xu and promise not to trouble him in the future."

Marquis Harden then took out an ancient book, nervously handing it to Xu Fan. Now that his life was in Xu Fan's hands, Marquis Harden dared not use any tricks, and upon seeing Xu Fan's cold gaze, a trace of fear inexplicably arose from the depths of his heart.

Xu Fan took the ancient book, glanced through it briefly, and indeed found it to be a cultivation technique for avatars, without looking closely, he tucked it into his chest.

"Young Brother Xu, now that I have honored the bet, could you let go?"

Marquis Harden's attitude was humble. Even with the longsword pointed at his heart, despite his desire to be resolute, he simply couldn't.

However, Xu Fan now only gave a cold smile, "Let you go? Has the Marquis forgotten his own words just now? I am but an ant, what right do I have to discuss a bet with you, the Marquis?"

"Furthermore, the Marquis has already openly broken the agreent; why should I still adhere to it?"

"You!" Marquis Harden's heart was filled with anger, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

Indeed, Marquis Harden had said those words just now, and what Xu Fan said was not false; it was Marquis Harden who breached the agreent first.

Yet despite this, Marquis Harden's heart still burned with anger. In his eyes, Xu Fan was just an ant! But now, the great Marquis Harden had fallen in the plains, humiliated by Xu Fan!

"I've already given you the cultivation technique; what more do you want?"

"What more do I want?" Xu Fan gave a cold laugh, "Since the mont the Marquis entered the scene, you've wanted my life, regarded as an ant, insulted and ridiculed in countless ways, did you ever consider this day? Yet, when the Marquis was no match for my master, you used your power to pressure, forcing to wager three moves against you."

"After wagering the three moves, I defeated the Marquis, but the Marquis blatantly broke the agreent, wanting to put to death!"

"Now, the Marquis is in my hands, yet asks what more do I want? Naturally, I want to kill the Marquis."

These words made Marquis Harden both ashad and angry. At this mont, he roared at Xu Fan, "I am Zhiwei, and you are rely Entering Dao. Even if I crush you, bully you, insult you, so what? If it weren't for the strength of your master, what right do you have to speak to this way?"

In the Cultivation World, strength reigns supre. Marquis Harden is a Zhiwei, Xu Fan is Entering Dao. Marquis Harden can bully Xu Fan and dismiss him entirely.

Xu Fan shook his head, looking at Marquis Harden with unabashed disdain in his eyes.

"In the Cultivation World, it's survival of the fittest. You are stronger than , so you call an ant. My master's strength surpasses yours; do you possess the awareness of being an ant? Both being Zhiwei, your strength is inferior, outmatched by my master, yet you rely on power to oppress, using our lives to threaten my master. With such a mindset, even as Zhiwei, you're rely at the bottom of the Zhiwei Realm!"

"And I, not yet twenty years old, can already kill your avatars, now even holding your life in my hands. How can you shalessly call an ant?"

Xu Fan's words echoed in the grand hall of the Huang Family, everyone's expression filled with shock as they looked at Xu Fan's figure.

Before this, everyone had overlooked Xu Fan's age, only seeing his arrogance. An Entering Dao dared to challenge the Huang Family Vajra, dared to provoke the Huang Family Head, dared to face Zhiwei.

However, until now, until Xu Fan spoke, everyone realized Xu Fan was only twenty.

For cultivators, ti passes like fleeting smoke. After reaching Zhiwei, closing oneself off once often takes years or even decades. Yet, from the start of cultivation until now, Xu Fan's ti spent may not even equal the ti Marquis Harden spent in a single retreat.

But now, Xu Fan has killed Marquis Harden's avatar, wielding the Three-Foot Qingfeng Sword, holding a powerhouse of the Zhiwei Realm in life and death!

Marquis Harden's face was flushed, red enough to drip blood.

Xu Fan's words, even as Zhiwei, were like a sharp sword piercing Marquis Harden's heart, more painful than any real sword thrust.

Marquis Harden spent at least a thousand years reaching the Zhiwei Realm, while this young man before him, whom he always called an ant, may surpass him in just ten years?

At this mont, Marquis Harden closed his eyes, feeling utterly defeated.