Bishop Howard was also staring intently at Logan Brooks at this moment: "So Master Brooks is truly here. In that case, this old monk boldly asks Master Brooks for your guidance."

Logan Brooks's expression was calm as he sat in his chair.

He merely glanced casually at Bishop Howard.

He did not speak.

It seemed he simply disdained to even talk to the other party.

He only made a casual gesture to King beside him.

It was like a light wave of a blade, or perhaps just brushing away a mosquito.

"Please rest assured, Master. I will make sure this old bald thief never disturbs you again," King immediately said loudly.

He shouted sharply.

The six-zhang-tall King statue seemed to re-solidify, becoming even more stable.

Bishop Howard, however, did not look at King, but kept his gaze fixed on Logan Brooks.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of the old monk's mouth.

"It seems that your battle with the Sword Emperor truly left you gravely injured, Master Brooks, so much so that you dare not accept my challenge and instead send this traitor to his death."

At this, Bishop Howard looked at King and smiled: "You come to fight me to the death, so Master Brooks can take the opportunity to escape. You are doomed, truly foolish beyond measure."

King left the bamboo building.

He merged himself into the six-zhang-tall King statue.

The King statue spoke in a booming voice: "A mere stray dog like you—if our Master even bothers with you, that's already a win for you. You're only fit to die by my blade!"

Bishop Howard also entered his own King statue: "Then today, this old monk will first eliminate the traitor, then slay the demon."

The two massive King statues immediately collided.

And then, to the surprise of everyone from the Grand Xia Dynasty—

In this round of collision, it was actually Bishop Howard who was forced back by King!

Bishop Howard himself was shocked.

He had just used the Vajra Karma-Cleaving Blade and felt there was nothing wrong with his move.

Who would have thought King would find a flaw and shatter his attack in a single strike!

This traitor—had he really comprehended the Vajra Karma-Cleaving Blade to such a degree, even surpassing him, Howard?

King did not let up, striking again and again.

Bishop Howard was forced back by him.

The two gigantic King statues rampaged across heaven and earth, quickly leaving Ganlu Manor behind.

This was because King did not want their battle to disturb his own Master.

In his mind, of course the Master would not fear anything.

But if the aftershocks of battle struck the Master, it would still be a grave disrespect.

Logan Brooks sat calmly in the bamboo building, gazing indifferently into the distance.

As expected, the clash between Martial Kings was far more earth-shaking than that of innate martial artists or grandmasters... he thought to himself.

Martial Kings, or rather Grandmasters, command wind and thunder, are impervious to water and fire.

With a mere gesture, they can break mountains and sever rivers, almost able to alter the local landscape.

If King and Bishop Howard fought without restraint, not only could they level Ganlu Manor, they could turn it into a basin with ease.

That was why King immediately drove Bishop Howard out to fight in the distant wilds.

Though the distance was great, Logan Brooks could still see clearly.

The Grand Xia's Shu Prefect and Quentin Green also strained their eyes, watching the distant battle with tension.

The more they watched, the more shocked they became.

Clearly, Bishop Howard, who had reached the Divine Realm, had higher cultivation and greater strength.

Yet he was being suppressed by King, who was only at the Intent Realm.

Bishop Howard, at the Divine Realm, could see through most of King's intentions.

But many times, even though he knew what the other would do, he simply could not defend against it!

If not for his higher realm, he would have already been utterly defeated.

The Shu Prefect was utterly baffled.

Quentin Green clicked his tongue in amazement.

"There is a saying: knowing is easy, doing is hard."

At this moment, Logan Brooks's voice seemed to come from the heavens.

Ethereal and indifferent.

Quentin Green suddenly understood: "Howard, even though he knows what Mr. King is going to do thanks to his Divine Realm, he cannot make up for his own flaws, so he is powerless to stop Mr. King."

Logan Brooks smiled faintly.

Everyone from the Grand Xia Dynasty felt a chill run down their spines.

That young man with eyes shining with black light was unfathomable, like a demon god, making their hearts tremble with fear.

Even the Shu Prefect finally lost his composure.

At this moment, on the distant battlefield, Bishop Howard suddenly let out an angry roar.

He abruptly changed his moves.

But it was no longer the inheritance of the Great Vajra Monastery.

On the King statue formed by his martial intent, a dragon suddenly appeared!

A dragon coiled around the King, completely different from before.

The Shu Prefect was shocked at the sight.

Because he recognized it as a secret technique from the Grand Xia imperial family's martial arts—the Nine Dragons Imperial Fist!

After the destruction of the Great Vajra Monastery, Bishop Howard had taken refuge with the Grand Xia Dynasty.

As a venerated guest, he served the Grand Xia.

At the same time, he received rewards from the Grand Xia Dynasty.

Among them was this dragon fist technique!

The Great Vajra Monastery's secret arts were restrained by King.

So Bishop Howard decisively switched moves.

He used this secret trump card he had trained in secret!

He had practiced it in secret; no one outside the Grand Xia imperial family knew.

Now, using it suddenly, he was confident of victory in a single blow!

The Grand Xia's Shu Prefect, after his initial shock, was overjoyed, believing Bishop Howard could turn the tables.

Yet in the next moment, both Bishop Howard and the Shu Prefect were dumbfounded.

King grinned savagely, not at all surprised by Bishop Howard's secret trump card.

Not only was he unsurprised, he immediately launched a ferocious all-out attack!