The Strongest War God-Chapter 1045 - : The Best in Bickering

Chapter 1045: The Best in Bickering

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Otherwise, if it was a small occasion, if the martial artists of the aristocratic families dared to kill Farron Sampson so recklessly, Yuri Qualls and the others would have mobilized the Northern Army’s iron cavalry to raze this place to the ground and kill all the martial artists!

However, this was the Martial Artist Summit!

The gathered martial artists included more than just the four entities.

Other than the sects, yin-yang, aristocratic families, and powerful families, there were the hermits!

The inheritors of the various old hermits had all appeared in the venue.

Therefore, it was more advantageous for the aristocratic families to choose this occasion to compete with Braydon Neal.

Colton Jansky sat on a stool, swaying his legs. His delicate and cute little face revealed a maturity that did not match his age. He said, “Because of the Martial Artist Summit, Teacher told Sister Heather to relax the suppression of the four entities and not target them too much. It’s obvious that these guys don’t know what’s good for them.”

“Heather might not be suitable to wield the heavenly sword!”

Before Westley Hader said this, he was still slightly hesitant.

But he still said it!

Frediano Jadanza also lived in the capital and said softly, “A person with the civil arts fate does not only educate the people, but also wield the heavenly sword. That is the heavenly sword we’re talking about. When the emperor is angry, corpses will float for thousands of miles and blood will flow!” fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

“The heavenly sword represents killing!”

Jonah Shaw explained the use of the heavenly sword.

“Are you guys trying to shift the blame to Heather?” Braydon sat alone at the head of the table with his eyes closed.

Swoosh!

Frediano and his brothers immediately lowered their heads. They knew that they had said too much.

Braydon opened his eyes, a stern look appearing on his face as he swept a glance at Jonah and the others.

All the sons of the Northern Army bowed their heads.

Only Harvey Lay, this evil person, was not afraid of Braydon’s gaze at all. He straightened his neck and braced himself. He said fearfully and firmly, “What are you looking at? I didn’t say anything bad about your wife!

“It’s a fact that Heather has the civil arts fate and is in charge of the heavenly sword!”

Braydon stood up slowly, his expression turning cold. He said, “But what about you? Westley, you and Frediano are the dukes, the head of the hundred officials, and the head of the palace. Your position is second only to Teacher. The commissioners of the twenty-three provinces and the heads of the nine great regions are all under your control.

“Aren’t the martial artists of the major entities under your jurisdiction?

“The War God of Hansworth, Jonah Shaw, has the highest honor of the military generals. Ever since I relaxed the suppression of the four entities, what have you been doing with the War God Battalion?

“Syrus Yanagi, the Crown Prince of the capital, the future master of the Emperor’s Throne, what have you done?”

“Northern guardian, Hendrix Bailey. All the martial artists in the north of the Yara River are under your direct jurisdiction.

“Southern guardian, Harvey Lay, you are in charge of the south of the Yara River. What have the two of you done?”

“Tell me!”

Braydon suddenly stood up. As an elder brother, the dignity of an elder brother made Frediano and the others lower their heads and stand in a row obediently, not daring to make a sound.

Harvey looked at Frediano unhappily and whispered, “Idiot, who asked you to speak nonsense? Why did you provoke him for no reason? You deserved it!”

Frediano’s face instantly darkened.

This group of people was shifting the blame again.

Now, he wanted Frediano to take the blame!

Frediano was instantly displeased.

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“Actually, Sister-in-Law has already done very well by reaching this stage,” he said seriously with his head held high.

“Yes, yes, Frediano is right!”

Syrus echoed in a very useless manner, showing an extremely strong desire to live.

Braydon looked at them coldly and said softly, “You’ve been with me since you were young. We’ve grown up together. I’ve taught you everything I need to teach. As for Heather, she was just an ordinary student at Preston University. Upon my return to Preston, she was forced to become the bearer of the civil arts fate in less than a year. She’s no weaker than you!”

“If you plant a root for me, I’ll improve very quickly too!”

Harvey braced himself and went against his brother.

Frediano and the others were at the side, their faces turning green. This idiot was still adding fuel to the fire!

“F*ck, you bastard. You are good at nothing but the best when it comes to bickering. Can you stop talking!” Hendrix frowned.

He didn’t say anything and was scolded!

Now, Harvey was adding fuel to the fire!

“After the Martial Artist Summit ends, I’ll seal you for another five years!” Braydon said expressionlessly.

“So be it. I’m not afraid!”

Harvey stiffened his neck and shouted that he was not afraid.

“Seal for ten years, then. Contact Old Crane and get him to send me some Mystic Ice Liquid!” Braydon said angrily.

“Alright!”

Luke jumped down from the chair and actively contacted Old Crane to send the Mystic Ice Liquid.

This little fool probably had his eyes on this thing and wanted to take the opportunity to eat a few mouthfuls.

The purple liquid that Old Crane had given him last time was used to freeze Shayan Zehner, so the little fool took the opportunity to drink two mouthfuls.

Right now.

Harvey instantly exploded. He asked angrily, “Braydon Neal, are you really going to freeze me? Who said that as long as you live, you will protect me for the rest of my life? Who said that the elites of the Northern Army will live and die together!

“When we were young, you said that we’d wear the same clothes, sleep in the same room, and eat the same meat. But now, you’ve changed!”

Harvey stood on the high platform and began to reason with Braydon.

He probably realized that he might not be able to defeat his brother now.

Braydon glanced at him and said softly, “Luke and Tobey have eaten shit. Have you?”

Harvey fell silent.

He really had never eaten it before!

He really couldn’t do such a shameless thing.

The little fool sat on the chair, swinging his legs. He said angrily, “You still call us your brothers? We wear the same clothes and eat the same meat, yet you haven’t even eaten shit before. You’re not worthy of being my brother!”

Harvey was so angry that his entire body was trembling. “I won’t reason with a fool like you!” he said in a low voice.

“If you can, win using your muscles. If you can’t, you have to use reason, right?” Braydon was expressionless.

Harvey would never admit that. He was not such a person!

Braydon pointed at the exit of the platform. He was still angry. He said calmly, “Behave yourself. Go back to sleep.”

“Fine!”

Harvey didn’t say anything and returned to the Garrison Courtyard.

If he didn’t go back now, what would happen if Braydon really froze him?

After Harvey ran away, the high platform finally calmed down.

Luther Carden said softly in his wheelchair, “Brother, the Northern Military School has already been informed that everyone is withdrawing from the competition.”

“I want to know if the powerful families and the aristocratic families have joined forces in this game.”

Braydon clasped his hands behind his back, looking very calm.

“I’ll get someone to investigate it secretly,” Luther said decisively.

“There’s no need to go through so much trouble. If the aristocratic families openly challenge the Northern Army, the other aristocratic families will definitely take the opportunity to hit us while we’re down.”

Frediano stood at the edge of the platform and looked down at the nine arenas.

Hundreds of factions from all the major entities were gathered at the Martial Artist Summit, waiting for an opportunity to attack the Northern Army.

He had to be on guard!

While they were talking, Channing Lestrange, who was sitting on a chair and drinking wine, said with a hint of drunkenness, “Since we are already enemies, why should we worry so much? In my era, do you know what kind of martial arts path that demon of my family walked?”