Tribulation of Myriad Races
Chapter 330: Start The Show (3)

Chapter 330: Start The Show (3)

Nobody had anything to say. There were a few single character faction experts nearby. And they all hurriedly moved away from Old Zhao.

As for the neutral experts, they said, "Old Zhao, calm down. Nobody is saying anything about you. Just ignore those voices."

Zhao Li snorted and said nothing. He would do as he wished. Who could control him? He did not owe anyone anything!

His student looked incomparably awkward. He did not dare to say anything else. He was worried that his teacher would be dragged into the conflict, but since even the single character faction members were keeping their mouths shut, he decided to shut his mouth as well. He could only shake his head helplessly.

Whatever. In any case, his teacher had plenty of alternatives apart from staying in the academy. There really wasn't any need for him to be worried about his teacher.

Not only was his teacher a grandmaster weaponsmith, his teacher was also the actual owner of the Source Qi Secret Grotto. Even if the academy could stop him from taking the grotto for now, he could easily get an Invincible expert to collect on his behalf. At that time, not even the Great Xia King could do anything. Who could stop the son of the fourth principal from taking the belongings of the fourth principal?

And the Source Qi Secret Grotto was a very useful grotto. Many prefectures were salivating over it. Apart from the book, the Source Qi Secret Grotto was the main reason why Su Yu had been able to grow so rapidly.

The battle in the ring was still continuing.

Not many people noticed Old Zhao's spectacular eruption of temper.

Heart Cultivating Pavilion.

A meeting was starting soon. Prior to this, a few of them had stealthily sent their senses over to the ring and heard Zhao Li's words.

Many of them looked at Zhou Mingren upon hearing what Zhao Li said. Zhou Mingren frowned and said, "Zhao Li is free to teach whoever he wants. That has nothing to do with me."

There was no need to provoke that old man for no reason. Even if Su Yu had really learned the Soul Expanding Art, Zhou Mingren had never intended to use that as an attack. Old Zhao's student had been worrying too much.

One of the old men in the meeting room said, "Don't get involved with Zhao Li for no reason. I don't care how you guys fight among yourselves, but think carefully before getting Zhao Li involved. The influence of the fourth principal has not completely left the academy."

Nobody said anything.

The old man said, "The multiple character faction has declined, but the fourth principal's faction has not declined. The principal of Great Zhou Weaponsmithing Academy is a student of the fourth principal. Zhao Li has always been too lazy to leave his home, but if you guys really annoy him so much that he decides to leave, you guys will have to shoulder the consequences yourself."

The elders maintained their silence.

The fourth principal had a student as well. And this student was still around. He was actually from the same generation as Wan Tiansheng and the fifth principal. But due to the backwardness of Great Xia’s weaponsmithing industry, he had left for Great Zhou decades ago.

Zhou Mingren's head was hurting. He said, "Nobody is getting Zhao Li involved. Old Qi, stop saying all that. It's pointless."

Nobody was draggin Zhao Li into the conflict. That crazy old man was the one who had suddenly started scolding everyone out of nowhere. None of them had even provoked him.

The old man known as Old Qi snorted and said, "Sure. We won't be talking about that. Today, I am calling this meeting to talk about the willpower text curse."

Suddenly, he chided, "Enough! Why are all of you splitting your attention for some fights between children? Do you not know what's more important here? Pull your willpower back. If you keep splitting your attention, I'll cancel this meeting. And you can forget about getting me to attend any of your meetings in the future."

The elders pulled their willpower back awkwardly. They were merely curious. Why was Old Qi in such a bad mood today? Seated in the middle of the room, Wan Tiansheng was staying completely silent. The meeting today was not called by him so he couldn't be bothered to say anything. He was only here to listen.

Old Qi claimed that he had discovered something about the curse. Wan Tiansheng decided to first listen to what Old Qi had to say before believing that claim. If even he had failed to discover anything, what could Old Qi discover?

But you never knew. No matter what, Old Qi was a veteran Mountainsea cultivator. There was always a possibility that he had really discovered something useful.

Even Wan Tiansheng decided to stop paying attention to the challenges. He might as well focus on what Old Qi had to say. Nobody wanted to provoke Old Qi. He was a veteran Mountainsea cultivator. Nobody wanted to offend him for no reason.

In the ring.

The fight between Su Yu and Wang He had gone on for around four minutes.

The longer the fight dragged on, the weaker Wang He became. From the start of the match, he never stopped bleeding. Su Yu was also gasping for breath with a slightly pale expression and numerous beads of sweat on his forehead.

Right that moment, a crack sounded. A victor had finally emerged from the fight between their cultural weapons. The sword had been broken.

Immediately after, Wang He coughed a mouthful of blood. Su Yu naturally wouldn’t hold back. This was the opening he had been waiting for.

He stepped forth and instantly appeared before Wang He. Wang He was greatly alarmed, but his willpower was still suffering from the backlash of the damage his cultural weapon had suffered. A chill crept up his spine when he recalled Huang Qifeng's fate. He didn't even have the chance to concede. Su Yu slammed his knee into Wang He's chest.

Crack!

Sounds of bones being broken rang out.

Wang He crashed loudly outside the ring. An endless flow of blood was spurting out of his mouth.

With a calm expression, Su Yu exhaled lightly. He put his cultural weapon away. After breaking a cultural weapon, the killing intent emanated by his cultural weapon had grown even stronger than before.

The kill character specialized in destruction. Breaking a cultural weapon was an act of destruction. With the kill character attached to the saber, the saber looked much more threatening than before.

The expressions of many people around the ring changed. With his cultural weapon destroyed, Wang He had made a great loss from this challenge. Even his willpower had suffered some damage. His injuries weren't as grave as Huang Qifeng's, but he still needed to spend a month or two in recovery.

"Pseudo profound weapon!"

Some people exclaimed in envy. During Su Yu's fight with Huang Qifeng, he had also destroyed Huang Qifeng's weapon. But that fight had ended too quickly so nobody was able to get a good look at his weapon.

Today, everyone was finally able to notice something. He was not using a yellow-grade weapon. He was using a pseudo profound weapon, a weapon on the cusp of becoming a true profound-grade weapon.

A lot of gazes landed on Zhao Li. They didn't even need to ask. A weapon so powerful had most definitely been forged by Zhao Li. Zhao Li was indeed treating Su Yu like his successor.

Wang He had been seriously injured. Several faces in the crowd turned solemn. The other two students who had also dropped their ranks to challenge Su Yu had unsightly expressions. Wang He had actually been defeated.

Not only had he been defeated, but his cultural weapon had been broken and his willpower had been damaged. This was such a big loss that not even a willpower text could cover. Instead of earning a benefit using Su Yu, he had suffered a great loss.

A cultural weapon he had spent several years nurturing had been broken just like that. He needed to buy a new cultural weapon and nurture the weapon from scratch. That would significantly slow down his progress toward the Skysoar Realm.

After spending a short while gasping for breath, Su Yu said, "It is pointless to look at me like this. Like I said, I won't bother you if you don't bother me. Since you are going as far as dropping your rank to take advantage of me, I won't hold back."

Nobody had anything to say.

Zhao Ming smiled, "Su Yu is the victor. Do you want to take a short rest before continuing?"

Su Yu nodded.

Suddenly, someone from the crowd asked, "Su Yu, do you only dare to accept the challenge of those under top 30?"

Su Yu looked at the speaker.

Zhao Ming happily introduced, "You asked for the names of those between the 30th and 50th places, but this person isn't one of them. His name is Di Feng..."

Su Yu said, "I know. Ranked 9th, Di Feng. Deputy Manager Zhou Pingsheng's student. Am I right?"

Di Feng said, "I'm now ranked 72nd. According to the rules, I can challenge you. And you can't refuse my challenge. You can either fight or concede..."

Su Yu smiled, "I am facing multiple challenges. According to the rules, I can pick which challenge to accept. I am also allowed to reject further challenges after accepting three challenges per day. What can you do about that?"

Di Feng said, "Are you afraid?"

"Are you trying to provoke me into action?" Su Yu laughed, "You're even older than Huang Qifeng. Someone like you is here to provoke a student who has only been in the academy for two months? Interesting."

"..."

Di Feng remained silent. It was pointless for him to say anything else. There was nothing he could do if Su Yu decided to not accept his challenge.

"Unless you can fight three matches every day until the 25th, you will receive an automatic defeat if you do not accept my challenge."

Su Yu couldn't even be bothered to say anything else to this fellow. Instead, he glanced at Xia Huyou. Within the crowd, Xia Huyou nodded slightly. It was done. They could proceed with the plan.

Su Yu smiled and stopped wasting time with Di Feng. He said, "Hu Yu, Huang Yi, are you still challenging me? Concede and I will only take 10 merit points from each of you. If not, you better be stronger than Wang He or you will receive even heavier injuries."

Among the crowd, a man and woman had dark expressions.

Concede?

Conceding before fighting?

But when they recalled that even Wang He had been defeated and how fast Su Yu was, they really weren't confident they could survive a match with Su Yu unscathed. The two remained silent.

Su Yu was in no rush. He spent some time recovering his source qi through swallowing several drops of source qi liquid. After about half an hour, he said, "In that case, let's continue. Hu Yu, get in the ring."

Hu Yu, previously ranked 44th.

He was hesitating. Should he get into the ring? After thinking about it, he exhaled and decided to enter the ring. At worst, he could concede after getting into the ring. It would be too humiliating to concede before even fighting.

He wasn't that much weaker than Wang He. He wasn't completely hopeless against an opponent like Su Yu.