Chapter 558: The Heavenly Execution Order Reappears in the Human World!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The reason why Dominic Lowe did not trust Braydon Neal was very simple.
He knew Braydon’s personality all too well.
How could this matter be resolved with just a few words?
Moreover, Braydon’s tone obviously sounded off.
Dominic opened the video request.
At this moment, in the martial arts examination venue.
Braydon gently placed his phone on the table. He glanced at Bentley Johnson and the others and smiled. “Duke Lowe has conveyed the intention of the capital to not let me use the Northern King Token.”
After saying that.
Bentley, Jordyn Quimby, and the others wiped the cold sweat off their faces and heaved a sigh of relief.
Sammy Dudley and Hatcher Murphy looked at each other and knew that things were not that simple. n)/o/)v-/E.)l)/b)/I--n
Their commander was furious about the martial arts examination.
How could he let it go so easily!
Even if Dominic came to the provincial capital, he would not be able to change any of Braydon’s decisions, let alone Dominic’s personal call.
Braydon smiled like a blossoming peach blossom. “Duke Lowe said that the aristocratic families can make concessions regarding the martial arts examination. A third of the spots in each province will be given to children like Charles Lansky.”
“Is this the result of Duke Lowe’s discussion with the aristocratic families?”
Sammy frowned deeply.
Hatcher was also displeased.
The matter of the military examination was related to the fate of the country.
Why would the capital need to negotiate with the aristocratic families?
Who did they think they were!
Why should the descendants of the aristocratic families occupy two-thirds of the spots in the martial arts examination? It was as if they had agreed on a share of the loot.
It was simply a huge joke!
The aristocratic families were really arrogant. They decided with Dominic on the number of examinees for the martial arts examination every year.
Since when did the aristocratic families have the right to make decisions about the martial arts examination?
The smile on Braydon’s handsome face was filled with extreme danger.
Hatcher and Sammy felt immense pressure and lowered their heads.
Braydon stood there quietly, playing with the Northern King Token. He smiled.
“Since Duke Lowe represents the capital and doesn’t want me to use the Northern King Token, then there’s no need to use it!”
If he did not use the Northern King Token, then what should he use?
Even Jordyn and the others were shocked. They felt that things would not end so easily.
They could not help but raise their heads to look at the white-robed youth in front of them, their gazes landing on his fair left hand.
Braydon was holding something in his left hand. It was not the Northern King’s Token.
Instead, it was an oval-shaped black plate.
The black token was half the size of a palm and was shaped like a lacquer wood, as if it was made of black iron.
Tvvo words were carved on it in small characters.
It was the name of the black card.
Only today did Braydon take it out.
Also, it was 10:30 in the morning.
Two hours had passed!
Bryan Goldman and Carl Mason had already rushed over.
There was also Spirit Sword Gordon Lowe, and Luke Yates, whose long hair was flying behind his head. His hair was snow-white and looked extremely elegant.
The little fool had an unrestrained temperament. He was holding a stick of candied haws in his hand and another in his mouth.
He came so boldly!
Luke’s gaze fell on the Heavenly Execution Token, and he exclaimed, “Why did my brother take this out?”
“Heavenly Execution Token!”
Gordon’s gaze was solemn.
They all knew that the Heavenly Execution Token was with their big brother.
Now that the Heavenly Execution Token had been taken out, it meant that something big had happened!
Under everyone’s gaze.
Braydon stood on the high platform, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. He held the Heavenly Execution Token in his hand, and his thin lips moved slightly. His indifferent voice was like thunder that resounded through this world.
“The Heavenly Execution is here. Masters of the hundred robes, listen up. Before sunset, pay a visit to the various commissioners!”
Braydon said politely.
With the order of the heavenly execution.
This was the first time Braydon had done this.
The Heavenly Execution Order had been issued. It was time for the owners of the hundred robes to appear!
Dominic was in the Central Bureau. He sat on the ground with his phone in his hand. He was in a daze as he muttered, “It’s over. Everything is over!”
The Heavenly Execution Order had been issued.
An even bigger storm was about to arrive.
In an instant, Harlan Jones spread the news through the information channels of the dark division.
Sammy also spread the news through the channels of the Central Plains main team.
The reappearance of the Heavenly Execution Token shocked many old antiques who cultivated in seclusion.
Modern martial artists might not know about the Heavenly Execution Token.
But these old fogeys in the ancient martial arts world knew!
When the Heavenly Execution Token reappeared in the human world, it was the day when the masters of the hundred robes appeared.
How terrifying were the masters of the hundred robes?
Looking at Westley Hader who was wearing the black cloud flying fish robe, the white-clothed gray wolf Hendrix Bailey, one could pretty much guess.
Today, more than 80% of the hundred robes’ inheritance had been lost.
There were not many who still retained the complete inheritance!
In the heart of the capital, next to a four-storied nine-entry courtyard, was another manor with many ancient buildings.
This was the Eastern Palace of the seven-time champion, Syrus Yanagi!
Syrus lived here whenever he returned to the capital.
In the pavilion of the manor’s pond, Syrus was playing chess with a handsome young man in black.
The handsome young man in black was Westley!
He held a black chess piece and was chatting with Syrus..
