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114 The Northern King Comes from Kylo

This new martial arts skill was truly too profound. Compared to it, the original Thomas family’s sanda was simply a castrated version, incomparably simple.

Just the new Thomas family’s sanda alone had sixty-four styles, each with nine moves and each move with forty-nine variations. It was already impossible to see through it, let alone know what the next move would be.

It would be difficult for an ordinary person to master it in their entire life.

For those with some talent, they would probably need thirty years!

Even geniuses would need ten years.

“Brother Braydon, I didn’t get any of that!” Joseph Thomas was dumbfounded.

“Braydon, this is too difficult!” At this moment, Stefan Thomas could only smile bitterly.

The old man was also a person who cared about his reputation. He could not say that he only remembered the first two moves and did not remember the rest.

“I’ll draw the manual for you guys,” Braydon Neal chuckled.

Stefan cupped his fists. “Generations of the Thomas family will always remember this great favor. If the Neal family is in trouble, the Thomas family will help them!”

“Grandpa Stefan, this is too big a gift!” Braydon waved his hand and stopped Stefan from kneeling down.

This was his own grandfather’s sworn brother. If he knelt down and saluted him, his grandfather would be so angry that he would jump out of his coffin and hit Braydon.

However, martial arts had declined, and it was extremely difficult for martial artists to cultivate. Spiritual stones and spiritual herbs were hard to find.

For a small country outside the borders, it was very likely that the entire country would have to search for an elixir that was refined from a furnace of spiritual herbs.

The cultivation methods of martial artists were also cut off.

Ancient martial artists regarded cultivation methods as more important than their lives. They would rather lose them than pass them on to outsiders.

As a result, cultivation methods were constantly being cut off.

Most of the cultivation methods of martial artists were incomplete, unlike Braydon, who had a complete cultivation method with just a lift of his hand.

To a martial artist, the grace of passing down one’s legacy was greater than the heavens.

“Brother Braydon, have you really reached the War God level?” Joseph asked suspiciously.

“With the fusion of light and dark force, he must be a War God!” Stefan’s tone was firm without the slightest doubt.

Warriors cultivated light force, whereas warlords cultivated dark force!

The War God level was a combination of the two types of forces, and their strength was extremely terrifying.

Braydon chuckled and wrote down the new manual of sanda and handed it to Stefan.

As for whether he was a War God or not, there was no need to answer that. Stefan was clear about it in his heart.

Braydon was not just a warlord!

It was late at night when Braydon returned to the Neal family.

However, as Stefan watched Braydon leave, he frowned and muttered, “He became a God at the age of nine. I’ve never heard of him, but he sounds familiar. I think I’ve heard someone mention him before.”

“When the Neal family underwent such a huge change, brother Braydon grew up in the north and just came back not long ago.”

Joseph was also surprised. He did not expect Braydon to be a War God!

This was a little terrifying.

But Stefan’s pupils suddenly shrank as he suddenly jolted out of shock. His whole body was drenched in cold sweat as he involuntarily cried out, “It’s him!”

“Who?” Joseph looked at his grandfather.

Stefan’s heart was like a stormy sea, unable to calm down for a long time. He really did not expect that such a big shot would appear here.

He was a taboo in the world!

He was the only heir of the Kylo ruins.

He had actually left the northern region and come to Preston.

“Grandpa, who are you talking about?” Joseph asked angrily.

“The taboo of the present age, the genius of a thousand years, the Northern King!” Stefan finally remembered where the story of him becoming a God at the age of nine came from.

In the secret scroll of the provincial capital of Quill, there was a record of the Northern King.

He became a general at the age of seven, became a God at the age of nine, became the young marquis of the northern territory at the age of thirteen, and became a king at the peak of Mount Bliz at the age of seventeen.

He was now almost twenty years old. It was time for him to be crowned!

“Father, I asked Uncle Jared about Braydon’s identity. He told me that the five great commanders in the world are all his subordinates. Is he really that scary?” Grant Thomas asked.

“Grant, you have to know that he’s not only terrifying. His name is a taboo in the northern territory. No one in the eight countries outside the borders dares to mention him. He’s been labeled as the demon lord by the foreigners!

“He’s not just scary. He’s terrifying!

“He doesn’t only have the five commanders under his command. All the martial artists in the millions of square meters of land in the north obey the Northern King’s order. You can’t imagine his prestige in the north!

“The ten War Gods of the north under his command are all qualified to be crowned as kings in this life. The millions of black-clothed soldiers under him are all loyal to the Northern King!”



Stefan’s eyes were burning with passion, and his determined eyes were filled with faith.

The two words “King Braydon” represented too many meanings.

Grant was startled. He did not expect Braydon to be so terrifying.

Joseph was the only one who was shocked. He mumbled softly, “No wonder Freddie addressed brother Braydon as general when he first saw him. Is he really only a War God?”

“War God? It has been eleven years since the Northern King became a God at the age of nine. He would kill any War Gods standing before him like dogs. The blood of hundreds of War Gods from other countries stains his hands!

“Big brother Graham has a great grandson. If he knew about Braydon’s achievements today, he would be able to rest in peace. He is the Northern King who has held up an entire era!” Stefan sighed.

“So, he really wasn’t bragging!” Xana Thomas was speechless.

She used to think that Braydon was bragging, but now it seemed that it was not so simple.

Stefan’s expression was grave. “Don’t say a word about tonight’s incident. It’s related to the Northern King. Everything is top secret.”

“Grandpa, you’re just exaggerating. I think that brother Braydon is easy to get along with!” Joseph thought otherwise.

“If you dare to call the Northern King by his name again, I’ll break your legs! Hmph!” Stefan was furious.

The cold snort made Joseph shrink his neck, and he was a little scared.

After returning to the Neal family’s manor, Braydon sat cross-legged on the roof of the bright hall with a bright moon above his head. He closed his eyes and began to practice the Art of the God of War.

After his Art of the God of War had broken through to the third transformation, it had given Braydon the effect of cleansing his marrow.

However, what surprised Braydon was that after breaking through to the third transformation, his body and soul were faintly strengthened, which brought him more benefits. The speed of condensing the heaven and earth purple Qi had doubled.

What was even more shocking was that every time Braydon completed the third transformation of the Art of the God of War, his body would undergo a change of marrow cleansing!

Braydon opened his eyes and looked down at his hands. They were covered with a thin layer of dark red and black stains, all of which were the impurities in his blood and bones.

When a person eats grains, impurities will be produced in their body every day.

The third transformation of the Art of the God of War could remove impurities with every major circulation.

“It’s getting weirder and weirder after having reached the later stage of the Art of the God of War. I have to go back to the ruins of Kylo when I have time!” Braydon smiled.

After that, Braydon got up and went back to his room to wash off the impurities in his body.

As for the ruins of Kylo, they had a deep relationship with Braydon.

The Art of the God of War came from the Kylo ruins, and its full name was the Great Void of Kylo Art.

However, this was a secret. When Braydon became a God at the age of nine, he was personally taken by the former commander of the northern army to the ruins of Kylo to seek the strongest cultivation method.

Because with Braydon’s talent, he was completely worthy of the most terrifying forbidden technique in the history of the ruins of Kylo, which was the Great Void of Kylo Art.
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