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However, even though Ming Yu still had that delicate and pretty face, his heart had completely changed!

Ming Yu made up his mind that in three months' time, he would definitely participate in the tournament and win beautifully. He would bring a storm-like surprise to Ye Xi and those who had looked down on him before!

"Right now, the most important thing is to increase our combat strength!"

Ming Yu's fists clenched involuntarily, and quickly headed towards the Martial Scroll Mansion, because he knew, as a warrior, if he wanted to increase his fighting strength, cultivation was the foundation, followed by martial skills and mystical weapons.

This time, he would choose a martial skill that suited him.

The Martial Scroll Palace was built on the east side of the palace and had a total of ten floors. It was pitch black and huge, and looking from afar, it looked extremely majestic. There were over ten thousand manuals of techniques hidden inside, and many young nobles were reading them.

At the entrance of the Martial Scroll Palace sat an old man with white hair and eyebrows. Although his body was thin and weak, the aura emitted from his body was like a heavy mountain pressing down on them.

The Martial Scroll Residence was the palace's important martial arts area, and since the elder was standing guard here alone, his cultivation was naturally unfathomable.

This old man was one of the top ten court officials of the Great Liu Dynasty, Song Yuan.

Ming Yu walked up, bowed slightly to elder Song, and then displayed his Prince's Medallion.

"First level of the Mortality Transcending Stage. Even as a prince, you can only study martial skills on the first level. You cannot exceed four hours per day." After Old Song finished speaking, he closed his eyes and started meditating.

Ming Yu bowed slightly, then entered the first floor of the Martial Scroll Residence and started to crazily search for a suitable martial skill.

In the Martial Scroll Palace, there were other nobles that were also studying martial skills. When they saw Ming Yu, they could not help but stare with wide eyes. This piece of trash who was once thought to have no cultivation had now come to study martial skills in a delusional manner?

He was like a newborn baby who didn't even know how to leave and only wanted to run. It was truly laughable.

For a time, scornful gazes shot over.

However, Ming Yu didn't care about these gazes and started to look for a martial skill that would satisfy him.

In Big King Ming Dynasty's known records, martial arts were divided into four ranks, from lowest to highest: Spirit, Mysterious, Essence, and Desolate.

Just the Spirit Level Peak of High Grade martial skill was already something that tens of thousands of people crazily fought over. As for the Profound Level martial skill, it was probably only possessed by the monstrous genius Ninth Prince. As for the Essence Level, or even the Desolate Level, they only existed in legends.

Ming Yu looked through the shelves one by one and roughly understood everything.

"Inferior Spirit Level Martial Skill, Wind Thunder Leg. Legs like wind and thunder, traceless and formless, sweeping in all directions!"

"Inferior Spirit Level Martial Skill, Explosive Punch. Catch him by surprise and kill him with one punch!"

"Low grade spirit rank martial skill, blue steel arm, arms like steel, amazing defensive power!"

"..."

After looking for half an hour, Ming Yu still could not find a suitable martial skill because the martial skills just now were not Ming Yu's style. Also, Ming Yu felt that these martial skills were very simple.

In fact, Ming Yu didn't know that it would take at least half a month for an ordinary martial artist to understand these low grade Spirit Level Martial Skills. For those genius princes and princesses, it would take at least three to five days, but in reality, Ming Yu could understand them in half an hour.

Ming Yu had an extraordinary learning and comprehension ability in his previous life. It was because of this, that he was able to become a top expert in the electric competition where he needed to react and operate. In this life, Ming Yu still inherited the powerful Spiritual Strength from his previous life, which was why he was able to comprehend martial skills so easily.

This kind of comprehension talent that was different from ordinary people was even stronger than the monstrous geniuses of the dynasty. However, who would have thought that this talent would appear in such an insignificant person like Ming Yu?

Suddenly, Ming Yu noticed a set of Martial Scroll s. The Martial Scroll s were dark red in color and looked extremely simple.

"Spirit level Middle Grade Martial Technique, Converse Murderous Sword, grasp nine levels of Tribulations, awe-inspiring Sword Qi, reverse the world!"

"Alright."

The most powerful part of the Chaotic Killing Sword Technique is the sword energy that contains killing intent. Every layer of sword energy is like a killing blow, and once mastered, one can add nine layers to the sword energy, and that would result in nine layers!

Ming Yu seemed to have entered a meditative state. His eyes were only looking at the martial skills described by the Martial Scroll. The excited feeling of thirst for knowledge spread to every cell in Ming Yu's body, making him unable to stop.

After more than two hours, Ming Yu had closed his Martial Scroll. His mind was filled with the sword art of the Confusion Slaughtering Sword, and he could not wait to demonstrate his sword art.

Ming Yu's emotions were influenced by the sword technique of the Confusion Swords. His eyes were filled with a sense of sharpness. He walked out of the door quickly and bowed to elder Song once again, preparing to leave.

Eccentric Song opened his eyes and looked towards Ming Yu. He felt that there was a trace of killing intent around the young man's body, so he called out to Ming Yu: "Brat, what you're looking at is a Spirit Level Middle Grade Martial Technique, the Converse Killing Sword, right?"

Ming Yu did not expect that elder Song would be able to see through it. He turned around and nodded, "May I ask what senior has to say?"

"The Chaotic Killing Sword is an extremely powerful middle grade spirit rank martial skill. You are only a martial artist at the first level of the Mortality Transcending Stage. Cultivating this martial skill before you have reached the sixth reconstruction of your soul on the Mortality Transcending Stage is not only extremely difficult, but your mind will also be greatly damaged."

Eccentric Song said earnestly, "You have to walk the path step by step. Don't be too ambitious and bite off more than you can chew. The most important thing is to suit yourself. Otherwise, your cultivation will go berserk and you will harm yourself."

Ming Yu felt that elder Song's words made a lot of sense. He firmly remembered it in his heart and nodded his head heavily.

However, in elder Song's eyes, Ming Yu did not take his words seriously at all. He could not help but feel displeased in his heart and waved his hand without saying anything else.

Ming Yu turned around and left. At this moment, two people walked towards Ming Yu.

The leader was a young man with an imposing appearance. His head was tied with a golden crown, and he wore a suit with golden dragon stripes. There was an unconcealed arrogance between his brows, making him stand out amidst the crowd. All the noble children passing by smiled and saluted him when they saw him, but he didn't take them seriously at all.

Beside him was a eunuch in a yellow-brown robe with his back deeply bent. At this moment, he was beside him saying some nice words of flattery, laughing so hard that his eyes could no longer be seen.

"Halt."

A strange voice sounded in Ming Yu's ears. Ming Yu frowned. This voice sounded like a man but not a man. Why did it sound so familiar?

When he turned around, Ming Yu discovered that the person who stood in front of him was none other than the butler Butler Liu who was acting presumptuously in the side palace of the Purple Bamboo Forest. Naturally, the young man beside him was the one he called the dragon among men, Prince Thirteen, Ming Feng.

Amongst the twenty-three princes and eleven princesses, Ming Feng's status was definitely not low. He was extremely worshipped and respected. Many of the royal family's daughters secretly promised Ming Feng as their future husband.

"What's the matter?"

Ming Yu indifferently swept a glance at Butler Liu, and finally fixed his gaze on Ming Feng. Butler Liu was only one of Ming Feng's dogs. The words he said earlier were clearly for Ming Feng.

Ming Feng raised his chin and looked down at Ming Yu in a condescending manner: "You didn't lower your head and greet your brother when you saw him, did you take the rules of the palace seriously?"

Ming Yu's heart was filled with hostility and he sneered, "You and I are only of the same generation, what qualifications do I have to bow to you? It seems that brother really doesn't understand the rules of the palace.

These words were firm and decisive. Ming Feng never thought that the trash in front of him had not improved in his martial arts cultivation and had instead grown to such a sharp-tongued level.

"How dare you!"

Butler Liu's sharp shout attracted the gazes of everyone around and they all started to pay attention to what was happening.

Butler Liu pointed at Ming Yu's nose with one hand and said angrily: "Who do you think you are, a trash that doesn't even have the qualifications to cultivate, yet you still wishfully came to the Martial Scroll Mansion, and want to soar into the sky? This place is not a place for you to stay to begin with. You still dare to make a fool of yourself in front of Thirteenth Prince, who dares to give you the face of a dog? "

Usually, Butler Liu would always lower his voice and lower his voice. Today, with Ming Feng by his side, he relied on his power and influence to scold. The more he scolded, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"You are very sad."

Ming Yu looked at Butler Liu indifferently, "A useless cripple who has been castrated. I don't know where he got his confidence from to call others trash. Maybe it's because of Ming Feng, who is like your father."

When those words were spoken, everyone widened their eyes. Ming Yu dared to say such words of mockery? Was he looking to die?

Butler Liu was so angry that his face trembled as he shouted, "Bullshit! You... If your mother wasn't so weak and sick, how could there be a burden like you in the palace? Trash, why did you two still have to struggle on the edge of death? "

As soon as he finished, Ming Yu raised his arm and slapped Butler Liu's fat face.

"Pah!"

A crisp sound reverberated across the entire plaza. The scene had become extremely quiet, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone looked at Ming Yu in surprise.

What did Ming Yu do just now?

He actually dared to slap Butler Liu's face in front of Thirteenth Prince, isn't this slapping Thirteenth Prince's face? He's crazy!

Butler Liu was almost stunned by the slap. His entire left cheek was swollen, a mouthful of teeth was broken by the slap, and his mouth was full of blood. He glared at Ming Yu.

"I told you, if you continue to be disrespectful to my mother, I'll smash your mouth." Ming Yu enunciated each word clearly.

"You!"

Although Butler Liu had been stuck at the second stage of Mortality Transcending Stage for dozens of years, possessing the strength of five lions, he was definitely more than enough to deal with Ming Yu.

Butler Liu slapped out his palm and the power of all five lions gathered in his palm, letting out a loud roar in the air. Unexpectedly, Ming Yu did not dodge at all, the hidden murderous aura in his body exploded out, and with a punch, there was a "Kacha" sound, Butler Liu's wrist bone was broken by Ming Yu!

Butler Liu was screaming in pain. Ming Yu's palm with the strength of ten lions landed on Butler Liu's face, sending his entire body flying. He rolled on the ground a few times and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

All of this happened in a split-second. Before the crowd could react, Butler Liu had already fallen three meters away, his body was twitching and he spat out blood.

Was this still the weak, shy, and timid Seventeenth Prince?

Almost everyone had such a question in their hearts. They never thought that Ming Yu's current strength had already reached the second stage of the Mortality Transcending Stage.

What they didn't know was that Ming Yu was only at the first stage of Mortality Transcending Stage, but he already had the strength of ten lions!

Looking at Butler Liu, whose teeth were shattered from the slapping, wailing on the ground, Ming Feng was enraged. The zhenqi in his body surged and he walked towards Ming Yu step by step.

Ming Feng was a powerhouse at the peak of the fifth stage of Mortality Transcending Stage who was shedding his shell, possessing the strength of two hundred lions.

Amongst all the princes, Ming Feng's strength had already been recognized, but today, Ming Yu had beaten Butler Liu in front of everyone, so how could Ming Feng not be angry that the dog had to be beaten by the owner?

"You think you've turned over after hitting my dog? "In front of me, you are still useless."

Ming Feng's fist was approaching him. Before it could reach him, a terrifying and heavy pressure came over. It was like an angry lion roaring and opening its bloody mouth to bite him.

Everyone was shocked, Ming Feng wanted to beat Ming Yu to death with a single punch!