The Strongest War God

Chapter 1052: Don’t Brag!

If the dead knot was not resolved, the nominal leader of Marshland was Leocadio Delgado, but in the dark… it was Braydon Neal!

Because Braydon was stepping on the fate of the country and was helping them grow stronger.

He was above the country.

The stronger the fate of the country, the stronger Braydon himself would be.

The stronger Braydon was, the stronger the fate of the country.

Braydon was a ruthless man who had kidnapped the entire Marshland with his own strength.

However, Marshland had to worship him as their ancestor and did not dare to touch Braydon at all.

It had formed a dead knot.

Marshland was trying its best to untie this knot.

The most reliable method was to replace Braydon.

He would use the most outstanding genius of Marshland to attract the fate of Marshland and replace him.

This method was like replacing an old person with a new one.

The new replaced the old and became the new successor of the country.

Therefore, Leocadio suspected that Braydon had found out about this.

Otherwise, why would Braydon suddenly come to Marshland?

The hall was silent.

Braydon sat at the head of the table; his eyes closed as he cultivated to condense purple Qi.

Leocadio quietly retreated and left the hall.

The moment he left.

Braydon opened his purple eyes, and a cold killing intent appeared in them.

“There’s something wrong with this person,” Channing Lestrange said helplessly as he walked forward.

“Of course, there’s something wrong. Tonight, Marshland is preparing to attract the fate of the country for a young man.”

This was Braydon’s purpose for coming here.

He used his own strength to boost the country’s fate.

Marshland actually wanted to steal it.

They wanted to replace Braydon even more.

This was clearly to cut off Braydon’s path of martial arts.

Braydon’s future path of martial arts was already very clear.

With the fate of a hundred countries, he wanted to become the Heaven-Suppressing King.

Marshland wanted to cut off Braydon’s path of martial arts!

That was why Braydon put aside the Martial Artist Summit and personally came to Marshland.

“You’re practicing the Great Void of Kylo Art, aren’t you?” Channing changed the subject.

“You want to learn?”

Braydon looked at him calmly.

Channing was speechless.

After a moment of speechlessness.

Channing vaguely remembered that on the first day he met Braydon, he had praised the healing effect of the Thousand Feathers Technique.

In the end, Braydon said that he could teach him.

Now, Channing had merely asked about the Great Void of Kylo Art, yet Braydon immediately wanted to teach him.

Channing felt a headache coming on. “This is the supreme technique of the Kylo lineage. Brother, can’t you be more prudent with it?”

“Everyone in the Northern Army can learn it.”

Braydon said softly.

“This is the most terrifying ancient martial art of Mount Kylo,” Channing was shocked.

“I told you, if you want to learn, I can teach you.”

Braydon said calmly.

Channing rolled his eyes and asked casually, “What level are you at?”

“The fourth level!”

Braydon replied.

Channing immediately said, “Only the fourth level? In my era, the Kylo descendant cultivated to the second level… The f*ck!”

Channing, who had wanted to regain some face, suddenly turned and looked at Braydon in shock.

“Do you know what it means to cultivate the Great Void of Kylo Art to the fourth level?” he asked solemnly.

Braydon closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair to rest.

Braydon had long had enough of such shocked eyes looking at him.

Braydon, who was only nine years old, was already known as a genius that appeared once every thousand years.

At that time in Northern Military School, Braydon sat in the first row during class. No one in the last three rows dared to sit in the same row as this monster. Even his teacher felt pressured when he taught Braydon.

So now, Braydon was no longer interested in Channing’s dumbstruck look. He didn’t feel the slightest ripple in his heart.

Many of the little monsters in other families ended up ordinary after they grew up.

Braydon was different. The older he got, the more terrifying his talent became.

Even if all the elites of the Northern Army were to band together, they wouldn’t be able to defeat their insane big brother.

Now, even Harvey Lay had become a coward.

Channing’s eyes were burning as he circled around Braydon.

His gaze was like a wolf staring at a steaming hot meat bun. He was just short of pouncing on it.

Braydon closed his eyes. His thin lips moved slightly. “If you look at me like that again, I’ll really freeze you and sink you to the bottom of the South Sea.”

“Do you know what it means to cultivate the fourth level of the Great Void of Kylo Art?”

Channing asked again.

Braydon frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes. It was obvious that he had never cared about these things.

Moreover, he did not return to Mount Kylo all year round.

He didn’t know much about the Great Void of Kylo Art.

Channing looked at Braydon’s expression and knew that he definitely didn’t know what it meant to cultivate the fourth level of the Great Void of Kylo Art.

Channing said in a low voice. “If one has cultivated the Great Void of Kylo Art to the fourth level, one can surpass the supreme pinnacle realm in the future!”

“What?”

In the deepest part of the hall, someone cried out.

Someone was eavesdropping!

Swoosh!

Channing turned around and threw a palm strike. “Eavesdropping? Die!”

In the deepest part of the palace, he was killed by Channing.

The combat strength of a supreme pinnacle was at the top of the world.

At present, if Channing wanted to kill someone, almost no one could stop him.

Braydon frowned slightly. He was still quite a distance away from the supreme pinnacle realm.

As for surpassing the supreme pinnacle realm, it was obviously not something that could be considered now.

“What if I cultivate the Great Void of Kylo Art to the fifth level?” Braydon asked.

“Brother, take it easy!”

Channing advised seriously.

Braydon couldn’t help but laugh. He gestured with his hand and pointed at his knees. “Your talent is this high!”

“My talent is that high!”

Braydon pointed to the door.

Channing thought Braydon was talking about the door frame, but when he looked in the direction of the door and saw the sun outside, his face darkened.

“I’ve been showing signs of a breakthrough recently,” Braydon said softly as he stood up with his hands behind his back.

“When did you break through to the fourth level?” Channing asked curiously.

“It should have been three months ago,” said Braydon.

Channing was confused.

In the next second.

Channing’s face was dark. He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head. “You seem to be teasing me!”

“Do you know the Spirit Summoning Art?” Braydon turned to look at him.

“Did you offend the ladies?” Channing asked with a solemn expression. “If that’s the case, I suggest you prepare a coffin and bury yourself as soon as possible!”

Braydon didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Was it that bad?

“Don’t be careless,” Channing said solemnly. “I’m telling you, not many families can afford to offend that lineage.”

“I know the Spirit Summoning Art.”

Braydon stared at him.

Channing’s face instantly turned expressionless. He stared at Braydon and asked emotionlessly, “You know the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art?”

“Yes!”

Braydon replied.

“Who is the Sovereign Lord to you?” asked Channing.

“My teacher!”

Braydon replied again.

“Are you a woman?”

“My six senior sisters are all girls!”

Braydon replied again.