Nobilis of War

Chapter 1318 He Is From The Chu Clan

Darren looked toward the direction Lindsay was pointing at.

He saw Field and many other warriors lingering about, their faces serious.

"It's lucky that they are not from the Lu Clan. Otherwise, we might find ourselves in trouble again,"

Lindsay said, her voice low.

"It's not really like that," Darren said. He used his god's sense to study the people who were around

Field. He found that they possessed god's power. Theirs were very different from Field's, but similar to

that of the captain of the Lu Clan.

"Let's turn back. We don't need to get into a fight with them." Darren chose to retreat.

Just as Darren and the others were about to go into hiding, Field suddenly turned toward their direction

and looked at them.

Even from a distance, Darren could see him smirking.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind flew past the group. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them.

"I get to know your name. Your name is Darren Chu." It was Field who spoke.

"Why are you here?" Darren asked coldly.

"Oh, come on. Don't worry, I am not running after you. You are not a beautiful girl. I just came here to

sign up for the hunting game. Enjoy yourself! I hope to see you at the hunting game if luck allows it."

With an evil smile, Field turned around and headed straight toward the registration office.

A group of people suddenly flew over and surrounded Darren and his companions.

"Hey, are you the one who injured our young master?"

"Son, you must have a death wish. You have just made our seventh young master so miserable.

Maybe it's time somebody taught you a lesson."

Darren rolled his eyes, visibly annoyed.

"Come on!" Darren gave a snort of contempt. Then, he activated his sword intent.

"I would like to see who dared to hurt my grandson."

An old man suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, his voice rising above the din.

"Darren, this old man is at the Celestial God Realm." Lindsay and Finley looked at him worriedly.

"Don't panic!" Darren said calmly.

"How do you want to die?" The old man stared at Darren. His eyes looked like poisonous twin snakes

creeping up on their prey.

"You have to be capable of killing me first," Darren said coldly. He used his spiritual sense to talk to

Lindsay. "Lindsay, I need a diversion. Jeremy will need to distract the old man, so I can beat him."

"It will be impossible for you to win," Lindsay said, shaking her head.

Jeremy's real strength was not very powerful. He was very fast and very cunning, but he was not very

strong. He could only create some sort of a distraction. Darren was only a low-level cultivator of the

Star God Realm. His level was far lower than the Celestial God Realm. If the old man made up his

mind to kill him, Darren would be unable to escape.

"Well, we have to give this our best shot." Darren and his companions had no other choice.

"Well... I guess this is my cue to call Jeremy."

"Alright, then," Darren nodded.

"What an arrogant boy! Do you know what the Celestial God Realm is? How dare you speak in such an

insolent manner?" the elder of the Lu Clan shouted, his face red with fury.

"Oh, just shut up and kill me!" Darren roared.

"Ha! You brat! You're going to wish you were never born!"

The old man raised his hands and gave the air in front of him a slight push. A tremendous force came

rushing toward Darren.

Under the enormous pressure, Darren's bones began to crack. The force of the Celestial God Realm

was indeed extraordinary.

However, Darren couldn't care less.

He activated his black god's power to resist the immense force bearing down on him.

Bang!

The square shook. The black god's power collided with the old man's great force, causing a space

wave to appear. Many of the Star God Realm cultivators who were standing around were blown away

by the wave.

Darren was thrown by the impact, his bones almost shattering into a thousand tiny pieces. He groaned

as his back smacked solid cement.

The old man was too strong!

If it weren't for his incomparable black god's power, he would have already been crushed by the old

man.

"He's not dead!"

"He's still alive!".

The onlookers were astonished. The young man who was merely at the low-level of the Star God

Realm was still alive and breathing.

Field had been looking on, and he was in shock. The power coming from the Celestial God Realm

master also frightened him. Had it not been for his Red-chained Armor, he might not have been able to

withstand such a blow.

"I have underestimated this guy," muttered Field. He realized that Darren might be a rare genius.

"He is too weak to withstand a single blow," murmured the old man.

"You're such a shameless old scoundrel. Shame on you, old man! As a warrior at the Celestial God

Realm, you dare fight with a young man who is only at low-level of the Star God Realm? How dare you

say he is too weak, you coward?"

A young man clad in cyan walked out of the crowd. As he spoke, he looked at the elder of the Lu Clan

disdainfully.

The crowd parted, intimidated by this mysterious newcomer.

The elder of the Lu Clan frowned. Of course he knew who this young man was.

"Mr. Qin, this brat hurt my grandson for no reason. I am merely giving him what he deserves!"

The newcomer was the young master of the branch of the Tussle Holy House. So, the old man dared

not offend the young man.

"Humph! I don't care about your excuses. How dare you try to kill people in my territory?" The young

man narrowed his eyes. The old man was taken aback by what the young man had said.

"I'm sorry..." People could fight each other in the Tussle Region, but killing was strictly prohibited at the

official places of the Tussle Holy House.

Moreover, the old man was at the Celestial God Realm, while Darren was only at the Star God Realm.

The old man had violated the basic rule of the Tussle Region. Never pick a fight with somebody two

levels inferior than you.

Under normal circumstances, if the old man attacked a warrior at the Star God Realm, he would

definitely be suppressed by laws. However, there were no such laws in the official places of the Tussle

Holy House.

People were not aware that Darren was a Defiant Master.

"Get out of here!" The young man kicked the old man.

The old man's eyelids twitched in fury, but he dared not resist.

"Yes, sir. Please send my regards to your father."

"Fuck off," the young man retorted.

The elder of the Lu Clan left the square, his people trailing behind him dejectedly.

Lindsay and Finley ran towards Darren and helped him to his feet.

"Are you okay?"

"I won't die," Darren said, forcing a smile.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Qin." Darren bowed to the young man.

"Don't mention it! I didn't save you on purpose. I just don't like him. Besides, he violated the rules," the

young man said coldly.

"If you say so," Darren said, grinning.

After the young man left, Darren sat cross-legged on the ground to heal his wounds.

"Father, it is done,"

the young man said respectfully to a middle-aged man who was imposing.

"Very well. You can leave now, Harold." The middle-aged man waved his hand.

"Father, I don't understand. Why did you order me to save him?" Harold Qin asked.

"Why?" The middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back, turned around, and looked out the

window. "Because he is probably our master... Our real master."

"What?" Harold Qin was stunned.

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suddenly spoke.

"Father, is he from the Chu Clan?"

"I think so." There was a trace of sadness in the middle-aged man's voice.