Asuru God Soul

Everyone originally wanted to see Chu Xingyu become a joke, but they never would have thought that the old man would let him enter the Martial Skill Pavilion.

The students outside the Martial Skill Building widened their eyes, unable to conceal the astonishment in their eyes.

The old man guarding the Martial Skill Pavilion ignored the rules of the Martial Skill Pavilion and allowed Chu Xingyu, who didn't have a pass token, to enter.

This was simply too audacious, a flagrant violation of the academy's rules.

"Old man, I'm warning you, what you're doing is violating the rules of the academy!"

"If you have the guts, then make him step into the Martial Skill Building. I will definitely bring you to the punishment department."

In the face of Wang Feng's threat, not only did the old man not panic, he even loudly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment before he asked ferociously.

"Kid, you can go and report me."

"This old man will let the youth enter today."

"In the entire Illusory Night Academy, who would dare to punish me with seven months?"

The old man's words caused everyone to be so shocked that their jaws almost fell off.

In Wang Feng's eyes, there was an indescribable shock.

Guan Qi was one of the most famous Elders in the Illusory Night Academy.

Guan Qi, who was known as the Illusory Night Seven Elders, was actually guarding the entrance to the Martial Skill Pavilion. Who would believe it if it was revealed?

But he just happened to bump into it.

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

As he thought of this, Wang Feng shivered. At the same time, his face instantly turned pale.

"Thank you, Elder Guan."

Chu Xingyu's eyes revealed a hint of gratitude.

"I didn't know it was July. If you have offended me, please forgive me."

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

At this time, Wang Feng was incomparably humble. Compared to his previous arrogance, he was in stark contrast.

"Scram!" You are not fit to enter! "

Guan Qi directly refused Wang Feng's request.

"Elder Guan, I have a loan token!"

Anxious, Wang Feng immediately took out the pass from his chest.

"You can't even if you do. Today, this old man will not allow you to enter."

Guan Qi was already dissatisfied with Wang Feng's insolence and insolence.

"This …"

Wang Feng's face immediately darkened.

"Didn't you say you were going to sue this old man? "Go ahead!"

Guan Qi snorted coldly. As one of the Seven Elderly Elders of the academy, was his words not as useful as a token?

Since he couldn't enter the Martial Skill Pavilion, Wang Feng had no choice but to prepare to return.

"Wang Feng, stop right there."

At this moment, Chu Xingyu's indifferent voice sounded out.

Wang Feng's expression changed as he coldly shouted, "Chu Xingyu, what are you planning to do if you don't enter the Martial Skill Pavilion?"

"Your memory is really bad. Have you forgotten about the bet we made two days ago?"

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

Wang Feng's face turned gloomy.

How could he forget about their bet?

Wang Feng had predicted that he would be able to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion while Chu Xingyu wasn't. Thus, he decided to make a bet with him.

He didn't expect such an accident to happen.

At this moment, he had already lost his bet.

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

He was a grade six martial spirit genius with potential, he would definitely be someone who could make a name for himself in the future.

If he lost an ear here, it would be his lifetime of humiliation.

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

Wang Feng's countenance turned sinister as he maliciously swept his gaze over the crowd.

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

Wang Feng's gaze caused the surrounding spectators to tremble with fear.

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

"Chu Xingyu, there is no such thing as a bet. How can you do this?"

"How could Wang Feng make a bet like this?"

The freshmen, who had been threatening to testify to the matter, were now all breaking their promises.

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

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

"So, you want to go back on your word?"

Chu Xingyu frowned.

"What shameless act? Chu Xingyu, don't wrongly accuse a good person. I've never made a bet with you!"

"If you dare to continue pestering me, don't blame me for not showing mercy!"

Seeing that Chu Xingyu still hadn't left and was still trying to get entangled with him, Wang Feng's voice immediately became louder.

"Alright, since you don't want to hand it over, then I'll do it myself."

With a sneer, Chu Xingyu moved her hand.

Cang!

The sound of a sword being drawn resounded in the square.

Cang!

A white light flashed.

The blade in Chu Xingyu's hand, had already returned to its sheath.

"This is only a lesson to you. If you dare to be rude again, don't blame me for being heartless."

With that, Chu Xingyu turned and left.

Pow!

After a light sound.

Something fell from the sky.

Ah!" "My ears!

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

"Just you wait!"

A trace of hatred flashed through Wang Feng's eyes. He picked up his ears and hurriedly ran towards the academy's medical ward.

"Young man, what's your name?"

Guan Qianzheng curiously looked at him. The youth's courtesy had deeply influenced him.

"Chu Xingyu!"

"Mm. Chu Xingyu, it's your first time in the Martial Skill Building, so I'll explain the rules there."

"You cannot borrow any martial skills from the Martial Skill Building. You can only look at them from within."

"Furthermore, a martial artist can only stay in the Martial Skill Pavilion for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. During this time, you must try your best to find a martial skill and remember his technique."

Chu Xingyu nodded.

"However, since you and this old man are fated, I'll allow you to stay inside for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

"After the time it takes to burn two sticks of incense, no matter how much you learn, you have to come out. Do you remember?"

Guan Qi's serious voice was heard.

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

After entering the Martial Skill Building, Chu Xingyu started to search for martial skills.

"My strength is about to break through to the Martial Saint Realm. The King of Hell Finger is no longer suitable for me. I should find a more powerful martial skill."

Chu Xingyu lowered her head in thought.

Martial Skills were divided into Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, and Black Gold … A few levels.

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

The Hades' Finger was a high grade Bronze grade martial skill.

A martial artist's origin energy density, physical resistance, and meridian width would all increase with each boundary.

The martial skills of martial artists at each level were also different.

Warriors at the Tempered Martial Realm were suited for Bronze-rank martial skills.

If he practiced a Silver rank martial skill, his lack of Essence would cause a burden instead.

Therefore, it was most suitable for a martial artist to choose a martial skill based on their own strength.

However, Chu Xingyu's physique was different from ordinary martial artists.

Ever since he had swallowed the Origin Energy Pearl.

Chu Xingyu realized that she had yet to break through to the Martial Saint realm.

This meant that the capacity of his dantian was larger than that of an ordinary martial artist's.

It also meant that even though Chu Xingyu's current cultivation was at the 9th level of the Body Tempering Stage, his true strength was close to the level of an ordinary martial artist at the 1st level of the Martial realm.

At this moment, he ignored the low grade Silver rank martial skill and went straight for the high grade Silver rank martial skill.

Although the Martial Skill Pavilion was large, most of them were low grade Silver rank martial skills.

"Finding a suitable martial skill within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn is truly difficult!"

Chu Xingyu forced a smile.

Only with a good horse and a good saddle can the mount display its full power.

Martial skills were the same as well. Not all martial skills were suitable. Only by finding the best martial skills would they be able to bring out the greatest benefit.

While he was looking carefully, a dusty martial skill caught his attention.

Even though this Martial Technique was placed in an eye-catching position, it seemed that not many people would dare to touch it.

After drying the dust off his martial skill, when Chu Xingyu saw the words on the martial skill, his eyes instantly lit up.