Soul Emperor Martial God

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yi abruptly opened his eyes, then shook his head, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

He always felt that this Spiritual Energy Storm gave him an inexplicable insight.

He even felt that if he could meditate on it, the Martial Arts puzzle that had troubled him for so long should be resolved.

But he never managed to comprehend this bit of insight.

In this wisp of Martial Arts insight, it seemed like he had overlooked or missed something.

In short, three days had passed, and he hadn't gained anything, leaving him somewhat puzzled.

"Hmph." Letting out a light breath, Xiao Yi stopped his training and looked beside him, only to be startled.

"Brother Fang, what are you doing?" Xiao Yi asked in confusion.

At this moment, Fang Shushu was staring closely at him, with noticeable dark circles around his eyes.

"What do you think?" Fang Shushu glared at Xiao Yi.

"I say, Brother Xiao, aren't you afraid of dying?"

"This Spiritual Energy Storm wouldn't last even a few seconds for a High Grade Primordial Artifact thrown in."

"You entered a state of enlightenment, being in a state of selflessness, weren't you afraid of being sucked in by this vortex?"

"I've been watching you for three days."

"Uh." Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, "Thank you."

He dared to meditate, naturally being confident.

Remaining cautious and vigilant at all times was almost an instinct for Xiao Yi.

Even when he was in a state of meditation, his body would still guardedly react by instinct.

Hence, he wasn't afraid of the suction of this vortex.

However, since Fang Shushu had watched over him for three days, he still offered his thanks.

"No need to thank me." Fang Shushu pouted and said, "I just didn't want the friend I just got to know to turn into dust the moment I opened my eyes."

Xiao Yi gave a bitter smile, "Did those three days of training time go to waste for you?"

"Whatever." Fang Shushu shrugged, "I didn't care in the first place."

"Though the effect of this Spirit Pond is strong with a Spirit Stone vein below it."

"But one can only stay for three days; for ordinary Heavenly Talents, it offers a rapid improvement effect, but at our level, the increase in strength isn't that obvious."

"This..." Xiao Yi furrowed his brows, "Given that's the case, why did Brother Fang intentionally pull me over here before?"

Since Fang Shushu didn't care about these days of training, what was the purpose of coming here?

A hint of excitement flashed across Fang Shushu's face as he said, "From what I know, a Spirit Vein, though containing countless Spirit Stones resulting in an exceptionally abundant Spiritual Energy effect."

"But because the Spirit Energy within Spirit Stones is the purest and most peaceful in the world."

"Thus, a Spiritual Energy Storm above a Spirit Vein is almost impossible."

"Therefore, there must be some treasures within this Spiritual Energy Storm."

Fang Shushu said with a sigh, "I originally intended to see if there were any treasures, but I didn't expect this Spiritual Energy Storm to be so terrifying, so I left it at that."

Xiao Yi's face twitched.

This guy had intentionally brought him along to look for treasures.

Just then, Deacon Youu flashed back.

"Three days have passed, everyone leave the Spirit Pond immediately and follow me to the Outer Sect." Deacon Youu shouted loudly.

A crowd of Heavenly Talents leaped out one after another.

...

Under the guidance of Deacon Youu, the group returned to the wide square they were at before.

There was the Outer Sect.

At this moment, numerous disciples dressed in Heavenly Hidden Academy attire were already standing proudly in the square.

If guessed correctly, they were the Outer Disciples of Heavenly Hidden Academy.

Xiao Yi faintly sensed that these hundred disciples all had Seventh Layer Cultivation, stepping into the Late Stage of Heavenly Extreme Realm.

What concept is this?

To know, among the new disciples being assessed, the strongest 12 Heavenly Talents were only at the Seventh Layer Cultivation.

No, among the 12, Xiao Yi was just a Fourth Layer.

Moreover, these hundred disciples were merely Outer Disciples.

How strong would the disciples of Heavenly Hidden Academy be supposed to be?

"Ahem." Deacon Youu coughed, then loudly exclaimed, "These hundred disciples are the Outer Disciples of Heavenly Hidden Academy, and they are currently the weakest hundred Outer Disciples of the academy."

"You can challenge any one of them as you wish, if you win, you will directly enter the Outer Sect and become an Outer Disciple."

"If you lose, your status as a servant disciple remains unchanged."

"Of course, as I said before, if you lose and don't want to remain a servant disciple, you can leave, our Heavenly Hidden Academy won't force it."

With these words, Deacon Youu flashed to the front of the square.

Unquestionably, he would also be the referee for this round of battles.

The crowd of Heavenly Talents stood in place, with none stepping forward first.

They could clearly sense the strength of these hundred Outer Disciples, having no assurance.

Xiao Yi watched from the side, nodding slightly.

The intention of Heavenly Hidden Academy was clear.

The previous six challenges and assessments were all evaluations of the Heavenly Talents' qualifications.

With an evaluation carried out by them, it was inevitable that some Heavenly Talents would feel they were unfairly titled as servant disciples.

So, it all came down to speaking with strength.

Just like during the six assessments, at the place below the mountain summit, although the scoring of the assessments was carried out by the various academy staff.

But, ultimately before Deacon Youu and others, if dissatisfied with the comprehensive score, feeling it unfair, one could take action and speak with strength.

As long as their strength passed the test, Deacon Youu and others could adjust the comprehensive scores.

On the Flame Dragon Continent, the principle of strength being revered was applicable even in Heavenly Hidden Academy.

It's the same now.

If these more than twenty thousand Heavenly Talents were dissatisfied with their status as servant disciples, they could challenge the Outer Disciples.

As long as they won, they could enter the Outer Sect.

If defeated, they had nothing to say.

"You'll do." Suddenly, a figure came forward, casually pointing at an Outer Disciple.

The figure looked disdainfully at the Outer Disciple in front of him, his eyes full of contempt.

It was Sikong Yu.

The Outer Disciple's eyes turned cold, "A mere servant disciple, overestimating oneself."

The battle commenced instantly, ending just as quickly.

Sikong Yu merely threw a punch, and this Outer Disciple was blasted away, spitting blood.

"So strong." Everyone present drew a sharp breath.

Both being Seventh Layer cultivators, this Outer Disciple was defeated with just one move.

"Alright, the winner will temporarily be designated as an Outer Disciple, and may stand aside waiting." Deacon Youu announced loudly, making a record.

With the commencement of the first battle, subsequent battles gradually unfolded.

Those who attacked first were naturally the strongest 12 Heavenly Talents.

The battles, without a doubt, all ended in a single move.

The other 11, all with Seventh Layer Cultivation, could accept finishing the battle in one move.

Yet Xiao Yi, in his Fourth Layer, also completed the battle in one move, leaving people a bit incredulous.

After these 12, the remaining Heavenly Talents battled against the hundred Outer Disciples.

From this moment, the situation of the battles suddenly saw an overturning change.

Among the more than twenty thousand Heavenly Talents, every individual appearing in the arena, after dozens of battles, almost no one could withstand the Outer Disciples.

It took several dozen minutes before the battles slowly saw a change.

An Outer Disciple suddenly lost.

And his opponent in front of him was Lih Fengxing.

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First update.