Nobilis of War

Darren frowned, anger burning in his chest. The atmosphere throughout the training ground was tense.

"Stan Yue, shame on you! Why do you always bully this teenager? Are you proud of this?"

An elder of the Chu Clan stood up aggressively and confronted Stan.

"Don't spout such bullshit! He cut off my nephew's arm. Don't I have the right to ask for justice for my nephew?" His jaw was set, a sign of holding back his emotions.

The sound of a sob broke through the conversation. "My poor son! My baby! He's such a good boy, but the bastard cut off his arm. How can my son live with this in future? After my husband passed away, all of you began bullying me and my son. How can you do this to us?"

Evan's mother attempted to appeal to their sympathy with her tears, but she was exaggerating the whole story.

"She's lying! I'm a witness. It's Evan who has been preying on Darren. Two months ago, I heard him say in public that he would kill Darren, so he could share more property."

"Yes! I've heard that as well. Evan even wounded Mr. Darren's little sister. He deserves the punishment he got. Mr. Darren did nothing wrong."

"I agree. It has nothing to do with Darren. Evan deserves that!"

Nodding heads were seen all around the training ground. All of them supported Darren now.

Darren sneered at the sight of it. This was how this world worked. A few minutes ago, he was still a loser in their eyes. Who else would stand up for him then? But when they had learned about his real talent, they all changed their attitude.

"Stan, this is our family issue. We don't need you to take part in this. We will carry out our duty just and fair," Abner said with an authoritative voice. He tried to discourage Stan's speech as a Chu Clan Elder.

"Fine. Do what you want. You'll see! You will regret what you've said to me. Our Yue Clan is not a paper tiger!"

"Save your nonsense! Get out of here, now!" The three Elders showed no respect to Stan. Now they had the talent of the Black Degree in the Chu Clan, and the Yue Clan had become insignificant compared to Darren.

Despite their support for him, Darren didn't feel grateful at all. They only backed him because of his talent for martial arts and how it would benefit them. However, he did not vocalize his thoughts.

"I can't believe this. Why does nobody ever help us? My poor son! Nobody in this damned family wants to ask for justice for you. My poor son!" Evan's mother had draped her body on the ground and was yelling like a lunatic. Tears continued to stream down her face.

stand to see her act in such an inappropriate manner. He grabbed her arm and tried to pull her up

eyes at Darren. There was clear

leave now? I've said I want Evan's life." Darren shot them

good. There are millions of martial arts geniuses throughout history, but most of

fool!" Leo said. The talent contest had frustrated him beyond all reason, but he was highly confident about his cultivation

a smirk. Darren, at the eighth stage of the Primary Realm, had the confidence to defeat anyone among the young generation of the

I can't knock you out

of the eighth stage of Primary Realm, on a higher level than Darren. His assumptions about his abilities weren't unfounded, but his ego was too

is more powerful in this world," Mark shouted energetically. He looked at

Are you scared you'll lose? If you aren't man enough to challenge me, you'd better behave yourself and stop walking around like you

was making, they came over and joined in the conversation.

would you explain why he behaves

screamed with fury, clutching his hand

stood beside them with his hands folded over his chest. He laughed, enjoying the show. "Nicholas, you say you are the future of our Chu Clan,

control

as he continued, "No matter

a great job in protecting every

darkened at Darren's sarcastic

I don't have the nerve to do so, sir." Then Darren turned to the crowd and announced loudly, "Attention!

and Blake were thrilled to hear this. They were itching

what you just said, Darren! Don't blame me if you become permanently disabled from the fight,"

a lesson," Nicholas yelled, turning the hand that had been slapped before into

us. We aren't bullying him. We have given him the chance to back

rang out from the crowd. "Please, calm down, Mr. Darren. It's a trap! That's

Mr. Darren. Why don't you wait a few more years

supporters all shouted for him

those words? Leo is at the eighth stage. Just one attack from

"You don't have to play that with me, Blake. The one I want to challenge is not Leo." At

wuss, Darren!" he teased. "For a loser like you, your talent's a waste!" He was about to say something