Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Attribute Points Allocation - Chapter 64
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Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Dean’s Summoning
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The indifference on the face of the man in black receded slightly, revealing a faint smile as he looked at Lu Yun and Xiao Chen with interest.
Upon seeing this black-clad middle-aged man who suddenly appeared before them, Xiao Chen and Lu Yun both felt a strong oppressive aura at the same time.
“So strong, there’s no way to win!”
Lu Yun thought to himself.
Right now, his strength was enough to easily deal with Level 5 martial artists in the True Qi Realm’s mid-stage. Even if they were in the late stage, they might not necessarily be able to defeat him.
However, in front of this middle-aged man, he couldn’t muster any will to resist at all. This showed just how terrifying this middle-aged man was.
“He must be a Transforming Origin Realm expert at the very least!” Xiao Chen also felt the pressure coming at him, making him feel weak and even have difficulty breathing.
The afternoon sun shone on Myriad Phenomena Square, and the black-clad middle-aged man, Xiao Chen, and Lu Yun attracted everyone’s attention.
Now, the three of them stood silently on the spot, not moving at all.
However, it was clear that the black-clad middle-aged man was relaxed, with his hands behind his back and a faint smile on his face.
Xiao Chen and Lu Yun, on the other hand, gradually had beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.
This sweat was definitely not due to the hot temperature or the strong sun. “Which one of you two young fellows is Xiao Chen, and which one is Lu Yun?” About a dozen breaths later, the black-clad middle-aged man retracted his powerful aura. With a satisfied gaze in his muddy eyes, he looked at Lu Yun and Xiao Chen and asked with a smile.
“Lu Yun.”
“Xiao Chen.”
Lu Yun and Xiao Chen replied one after another, with a respectful tone.
With the middle-aged man in black having withdrawn his oppressive aura, they both felt a wave of relief all over their bodies.
At the same time, their gazes towards the man in black were also filled with some reverence.
It was essential to maintain necessary respect for a martial artist far stronger than oneself.
Lu Yun and Xiao Chen, both the cream of the crop among the new disciples, knew this very well.
Moreover, they had just personally experienced the other party’s strength.
Seeing the two obedient young men in front of him, who were impressive without losing their composure, the satisfaction in the eyes of the black-clad middle-aged man grew even stronger.
“Hmm, not bad, not bad. As expected from disciples who have only entered the Martial Academy for three months and have passed the eighth level of the Myriad Phenomena Tower. Even under my oppressive aura, you still stand proudly.”
After praising them, the black-clothed middle-aged man continued, “I am Chen Tianyun. You may call me Elder Chen. I was summoned by the Dean to bring you two to meet him.”
Without waiting for Lu Yun and Xiao Chen to reply, Chen Tianyun said, “Come with me. The Dean’s busy, so let’s not keep him waiting.”
Lu Yun and Xiao Chen glanced at each other, both seeing the confusion and curiosity in each other’s eyes, but they quickly followed along.
The Flying Spirit Martial Academy was vast, and it took two hours to travel from Myriad Phenomena Square to the Dean’s cultivating place.
They took a scenic and winding path, and soon found themselves in front of a serene and elegant courtyard.
There were only three or four houses in the courtyard. In the center of the courtyard stood a stout tree that reached the sky. Its wide-open branches were like a huge umbrella, sheltering the entire yard under its shade.
The courtyard door was open, and under the big tree lay an old man with closed eyes on a rocking chair. The chair was steadily rocking back and forth, making creaking sounds.
A gentle breeze blew, and a slightly yellowish leaf slowly floated down. Just as it was about to land on the old man’s face, it suddenly stopped.
At the same time, the constantly rocking chair that had been making creaking noises stopped moving as well.
The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the floating yellowish leaf above his head. He softly said, “The fallen leaf only knows it’s autumn. Is it autumn that gives life to the leaves, or the leaves that fall because of autumn?” No one responded to him, and the only reply he got was a gentle breeze, which slowly carried away the floating leaf.
“Dean, I’ve brought them here.” Upon arriving outside the courtyard, Chen Tianyun didn’t enter immediately but respectfully cupped his hands and spoke.
“Come in!”
The old man’s calm and aged voice came from inside, and only then did Chen Tianyun bring Lu Yun and Xiao Chen into the courtyard.
Curious, Lu Yun looked at the old man lying on the rocking chair and wondered, “Is this Ye Xingchen, the Dean of the Flying Spirit Martial Academy?”
Ye Xingchen was lying on the rocking chair, and it was difficult to see his full figure, but one could tell from his wrinkled face that he was an experienced old man.
“Tianyun, you’re still as efficient as ever in your work.”
Ye Xingchen sighed helplessly, then slowly got up from the rocking chair. His movements seemed very slow.
When his gaze landed on Lu Yun and Xiao Chen, his once lifeless eyes shone with gentleness, their muddy but warm appearance giving off a sense of peacefulness and calm. They silently told others that he was just an ordinary old man.
Chen Tianyun introduced Xiao Chen and Lu Yun to Ye Xingchen in turn. “Dean, these are Xiao Chen and Lu Yun.”
“Xiao Chen pays his respects to the Dean!”
“Lu Yun pays his respects to the Dean!”
Xiao Chen and Lu Yun both courteously greeted Ye Xingchen. They tried their best to display their maturity and steadiness, but their true nature was exposed under the old man’s muddy yet piercing gaze.
“Hahaha, you two don’t have to be so formal. Just treat me like an ordinary old man.” Ye Xingchen looked at Lu Yun and Xiao Chen with a smile, finding them more and more satisfying.
“Before meeting you, I had already seen Bai Haoxuan. He was the first disciple of this cohort to pass the eighth level of the Myriad Phenomena Tower, with a good foundation and great potential, truly living up to his Level 6 innate talent.”
Lu Yun and Xiao Chen didn’t know what Ye Xingchen was trying to express and didn’t reply, opting to remain silent instead.
Ye Xingchen took note of their reactions, giving another slight smile. “Actually, both of your performances have far exceeded the expectations of myself and the Martial Academy.”
“Among the disciples of past generations, the fastest time a Level 5 talent like you two took to pass the eighth level of the Myriad Phenomena Tower was five months.”
“However, both of you reduced that record by two whole months. It must be said that your potential far surpasses your own talent…”
Lu Yun and Xiao Chen continued to remain silent, patiently waiting for the other party to continue.
“The Martial Academy, as a cradle for cultivating strong martial artists for the court, has always been generous towards disciples with potential and talent.” “Your performance in the Myriad Phenomena Tower proves that your potential exceeds the limits of Level 5 talent. You’re not even worse off compared to those Level 6 talented disciples.”
“Summoning you two this time is to give you a bottom line, or perhaps set a goal.”
“If you can pass the tenth level of the Myriad Phenomena Tower within half a year, not only will you be directly promoted to be disciples of the Star Palace, but also each of you will be rewarded with a Superior True Artifact.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Yun’s and Xiao Chen’s breaths both hitched, their eyes lighting up with blazing desire.
As long as they could pass the tenth level of the Myriad Phenomena Tower within half a year, they would be rewarded with a True Artifact, and a Superior one at that!
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