C34 If You Want to Bet You Have to Admit Defeat

Everyone wanted to see Chu Xingyu make a fool of himself, but they never thought that the old man would let him enter the Martial Skill Pavilion.

The students outside the Martial Skill Pavilion widened their eyes, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.

The old man who was guarding the Martial Skill Pavilion actually ignored the rules of the Martial Skill Pavilion and allowed Chu Xingyu, who did not have a loan order, to enter.

He was simply too bold. He had openly violated the academy's Academy Regulation.

"Old man, I'm warning you, you are violating the Academy Regulation by doing this!"

"If you have the guts, then let him step into the Martial Skill Pavilion with one foot. I will definitely sue you to the Punishment Bureau."

Facing Wang Feng's threat, not only did the old man not show any signs of panic, he even laughed loudly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, then he asked fiercely.

"Kid, you can go and report me."

"Today, this old man will let this young man enter."

"Who in the entire Phantom Night Academy dares to punish me, Guan Qiyue?"

The old man's words shocked everyone to the point that their jaws almost dropped.

Wang Feng's eyes carried an inexplicable shock.

Guan Qiyue was one of the most famous elders in the Phantom Night Academy.

Who would believe that Guan Qiyue, who was known as the Seven Elders of Huan Ye, would actually guard the entrance of the Martial Skill Pavilion?

However, he just happened to bump into one of them.

The worst part was that he was extremely rude to him, calling him an old man.

When he thought of this, Wang Feng shivered, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Thank you, Elder Guan."

A trace of gratitude appeared in Chu Xingyu's eyes.

"I didn't know you were Guan Qiyue. Please forgive me for my offense."

"Elder Guan, I also want to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion to choose a martial skill."

Wang Feng was extremely humble at this moment, which was in stark contrast to his previous arrogance.

"Get lost! You don't deserve to enter!"

Guan Qiyue directly rejected Wang Feng's request.

"Elder Guan, I have a loan order!"

Wang Feng became anxious and immediately took out the loan order from his pocket.

"Even if you have it, you can't. Today, I will not allow you to enter."

Wang Feng's insolence and insolence had long since caused Guan Qiyue to be dissatisfied with him.

"This..."

Wang Feng's expression instantly changed.

"Didn't you say you wanted to sue me? Go ahead!"

Guan Qiyue coldly snorted. He was one of the seven elders of the academy. Could it be that his words did not have a single token to use?

Since he couldn't enter the Martial Skill Pavilion, Wang Feng could only prepare to return.

"Wang Feng, stop right there."

Right at this moment, Chu Xingyu's indifferent voice was heard.

Wang Feng's expression changed and he shouted coldly, "Chu Xingyu, what are you doing here in Martial Skill Pavilion?"

"Your memory is really bad. Did you forget the bet we made earlier?"

The corner of Chu Xingyu's mouth revealed a cold smile.

Wang Feng's face darkened.

How could he forget the bet between the two of them?

Wang Feng had expected that he would be able to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion, but Chu Xingyu couldn't. That was why he had bet with him.

He didn't expect such an accident to happen.

At this moment, he had already lost the bet.

He definitely wouldn't cut his ear off for Chu Xingyu.

He was a genius with a grade six Martial Spirit potential, and he would surely become famous in the future.

If he lost an ear here, it would be a humiliation to him for the rest of his life.

"Chu Xingyu, what bet? How come I don't know about it?"

Wang Feng's face darkened, and then he swept his eyes across the crowd.

"Tell me, have I ever made a bet with Chu Xingyu?"

Wang Feng's eyes made the onlookers shiver.

"What bet? How come I don't know?"

"Chu Xingyu, there is no such bet. Why are you like this?"

"How could Wang Feng bet with you like this?"

The new students who had previously threatened to testify had now gone back on their word.

"Chu Xingyu, quickly go and choose your martial skills! I have never made a bet with you before!"

Hearing the surrounding people testify for him, Wang Feng's courage increased, and the panic on his face disappeared.

"So you are saying that you want to cheat?"

Chu Xingyu frowned.

"What do you mean cheat? Chu Xingyu, you better not accuse a good person. I have never bet with you before!"

"If you still dare to entangle with me, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Seeing that Chu Xingyu still didn't leave and still wanted to pester him, Wang Feng's voice immediately became louder.

"Alright, since you won't take the initiative to hand it over, then I'll do it myself."

Chu Xingyu sneered and moved his hand.

Cang!

The sound of a sword being unsheathed could be heard in the square.

Cang!

A white light flashed.

The blade in Chu Xingyu's hand had already been sheathed.

"This is only a lesson for you. If you still dare to be rude next time, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying that, Chu Xingyu turned around and left.

Slap!

A soft sound was heard.

Something suddenly fell from the sky.

"Ah! My ears!"

At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly realized that his ear had been cut off by Chu Xingyu.

"Just you wait!"

A trace of resentment flashed across Wang Feng's eyes. He picked up his ear and hurriedly ran to the academy's medical room.

"Young man, what's your name?"

Guan Qiyue looked at him curiously. The young man's politeness had a very deep impact on him.

"Chu Xingyu!"

"En, Chu Xingyu, this is your first time coming to Martial Skill Pavilion. Let me tell you the rules inside."

"The martial skills in Martial Skill Pavilion are not lent out. You can only look inside."

"Furthermore, the cultivating warrior can only stay in the Martial Skill Pavilion for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. During this period of time, you must try your best to find the martial skills and remember his moves."

Chu Xingyu nodded.

"However, since you are fated with this old man, I will allow you to stay in there for the time it takes an incense stick to burn."

"After the time it takes two incense sticks to burn, no matter how much you learn, you must come out. Remember that?"

Guan Qiyue's solemn voice sounded.

"En, I will definitely follow Elder Guan's instructions."

After entering the Martial Skill Pavilion, Chu Xingyu began to search for martial skills.

"My strength is about to break through to the Honorable Warrior Stage. The Underworld King Finger is no longer suitable for me. I should find a stronger martial skill."

Chu Xingyu lowered his head and pondered.

Martial skills were divided into several levels: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum and Black Gold.

Each level was further divided into three levels: low, middle, and high.

The Underworld King's Finger was a high-level Bronze martial skill.

The richness of the origin energy within the cultivating warrior's body, the resistance of the physical body, and the width of the meridians increased with different realms.

The corresponding martial skills of each realm, the cultivating warrior, were also different.

The Tempered Martial Stage's cultivating warrior was suitable for Bronze rank martial techniques.

If one cultivated a Silver rank martial skill, it would become a burden because of one's lack of Yuan Qi.

Therefore, the cultivating warrior should use its own strength to choose the most suitable martial skill.

However, Chu Xingyu's physique was naturally different from an ordinary cultivating warrior.

Ever since he swallowed the Origin Energy Bead.

Chu Xingyu discovered that he hadn't broken through to the Honorable Warrior Stage.

This meant that the amount of origin energy in his dantian was greater than that of an ordinary cultivating warrior.

In other words, although Chu Xingyu was at the ninth level of the Tempered Martial Stage, his true strength was close to the level of an ordinary First Level Honorable Warrior Stage cultivating warrior.

At this moment, he had directly ignored low level silver martial skills and directly looked for high level silver martial skills.

Although the Martial Skill Pavilion was huge, most of them were low level silver martial skills.

"It's really incomparably difficult to find a suitable martial skill in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!"

Chu Xingyu revealed a bitter smile.

A good horse with a good saddle would allow the mount to display its greatest ability.

It was the same for martial techniques. Not all martial techniques and cultivating warrior were suitable. Only by finding the best martial technique could it display its greatest effect.

While he was searching carefully, a dusty martial technique attracted his attention.

Although this martial technique was placed in a conspicuous position, it seemed that not many people touched it.

Wiping away the dust from the martial skill, when Chu Xingyu saw the words on the martial skill, his eyes immediately lit up.