At this moment, there were quite a number of disciples standing in front of the Martial Skills Pavilion.
As long as one was a member of the Wind Sword School, regardless of whether one was an outer sect disciple, an inner sect disciple, or a high ranking core disciple, one could enter the Martial Skills Pavilion.
Of course, core disciples naturally had better resources and would not be interested in the items in the Martial Skills Pavilion. The chances of them coming here was almost zero.
Therefore, the disciples who came here were basically outer sect and inner sect disciples. Among them, the majority were inner sect disciples. Although outer sect disciples were eager to enter, there was a threshold to enter the Martial Skills Pavilion. This threshold was contribution points.
This Martial Skills Pavilion was divided into three floors. The first floor required a hundred contribution points, the second floor required a thousand contribution points, and the third floor required ten thousand contribution points.
Because of this, most of the disciples could only stand here and watch. For the time being, they did not have enough contribution points to enter. If they wanted to enter, they had to first complete some missions in the mission building and earn enough contribution points.
However, to Lu Xuan and the rest, contribution points were naturally not lacking. After casually glancing at the exterior of the Martial Skills Pavilion, Lu Xuan lost interest. The attractive thing about the Martial Skills Pavilion was not its appearance, but the items inside.
"Let's go in and have a look." Lu Xuan led the way to the entrance of the Martial Skills Pavilion.
At the entrance of the Martial Skills Pavilion, a middle-aged warrior dressed like a deacon was lazily sitting behind a table. It seemed like he was in charge of supervising the Martial Skills Pavilion. Lu Xuan only took a glance at him and did not pay much attention to him as he walked straight in.
"Stand." Just as Lu Xuan was about to step through the door, the deacon stopped them. His tone was not polite at all.
Lu Xuan's eyebrows slightly furrowed. Soon after, he relaxed and stopped as he was told. Although he had made a name for himself during the entrance test, the only people who knew of him in such a large Wind Sword Sect with thousands of disciples were probably the newly matriculated disciples. For now, he did not have the qualifications to put on airs.
Seeing Lu Xuan and the rest look over, the deacon lazily glanced at the four of them and asked: "Newcomers?"
Lu Xuan nodded.
"No wonder you don't know the rules." The middle-aged deacon muttered, then slowly sat up straight. He waved his hand at Lu Xuan and the others, indicating for them to walk over and said, "To enter the Martial Skill Pavilion, we need to test your qualifications. Take out your nameplates. Please swipe your card before entering. This is the first rule for entering the Martial Skill Pavilion."
Lu Xuan naturally had no reason to reject the middle-aged deacon's request. This was the rule of Wind Sword School, so he immediately took out his nameplate. Lin Xinyi and the other two naturally did the same. Xia Ye and Xing Feng both received thousands of contribution points, and Lin Xinyi also received 100 points, which was enough to enter the first floor.
"Where can I swipe it?" Lu Xuan glanced around and didn't see any place to swipe a card.
Looking at the nameplates in the hands of Lu Xuan and the other three, a hint of greed flashed across the middle-aged deacon's eyes. He laughed and said, "Please swipe your card before entering. This is only the first rule. Now I will teach you the second rule."
As he spoke, the deacon also took out a nameplate from his body. It was green, representing the deacon's identity. If he was not wrong, it must be the deacon's own nameplate.
While Lu Xuan and the others were confused, the deacon pointed at his nameplate and said, "Each of you, transfer 10 contribution points here. This is the second rule."
"Why!" Before Lu Xuan could speak, Xia Ye became angry. This guy was obviously using his position to forcibly steal the disciple's contribution points.
Lu Xuan didn't say anything. He only looked at the deacon, waiting for his answer.
"What? Do you want to fight?" The middle-aged deacon's face instantly darkened. He looked at Lu Xuan and the other three and sneered, "Newcomers should behave like newcomers. Not to mention you group of new students, even the older students have to listen to me if they want to enter this door. This is the second rule. Don't you understand?"
Managing the Pavilion of Martial Arts was a lucrative job. Those disciples who were not strong enough would have to pay some contribution points to the deacon if they wanted to enter. This was the rule of the Wind Sword School. Therefore, facing Xia Ye's provocation, the deacon did not take it to heart at all. What could a few new disciples do? Every year, when the new disciples entered the sect, it was his best harvest. If he couldn't suppress Lu Xuan and the others, how could he earn extra money from the other disciples? Naturally, he couldn't start with this.
Xia Ye still wanted to challenge Lu Xuan, but he was stopped by Lu Xuan. They had just entered the Wind Sword Sect, and were not familiar with the rules of the Wind Sword Sect. It was not good for them to be too high-profile. Since this guy dared to ask for extra money so arrogantly, it must be the usual practice. With his current strength, it was still not enough to break the rules of the Martial Arts Pavilion.
"Forget it. It's only 40 contribution points in total." Lu Xuan said faintly. While speaking, his eyes were staring at the deacon's face, remembering his appearance. Although he admitted defeat this time, when he had the strength to break the rule, he would make him pay back with interest.
Seeing that Lu Xuan had admitted defeat, a hint of mockery flashed across the attendant's eyes. "You know what you're doing, kid. Hurry up and don't disturb my sleep. Remember this rule. I won't have to waste my breath the next time you come."
"Lu Xuan, I only have 100 contribution points. If I transfer 10 points, I won't be qualified to enter." Lin Xinyi bit her lips and said. She was the dignified Miss Lin of Lin Cheng and was spoiled all the time. How could she ask someone for help?
"Can she be exempted?" Lu Xuan looked at the deacon and said.
"What are you talking about? Give her what she deserves! If any of you have more, just give it to her. Hurry up, don't talk nonsense. "The deacon waved his hand impatiently and said. Xia Ye's anger rose again.
Xia Ye's anger flared up again. When he was a spoiled brat in Lin City, he had never suffered such humiliation. Just as he was about to lose his temper despite Lu Xuan's attempts to stop him, a commotion suddenly came from behind him.
A group of five people directly broke through the crowd and walked to the side of Lu Xuan and the others. One of them walked at the front while the other four followed closely behind. However, this group of people didn't even look at Lu Xuan and the others. One of the four people walking at the back took a step forward and said to the deacon impatiently, "Take out the things."
The deacon glanced at the group of people. Just a moment ago, he was looking at Lu Xuan with a stern face, but in an instant, he was filled with a smile. The change in his expression was so fast that it made people speechless.
"So it's young master Lin, please wait a moment." The deacon said with a face full of smiles. Then, as if he was performing a magic trick, he suddenly took out an item. Lu Xuan looked at the item and noticed that there was a card slot carved on it. It was exactly the same width as the nameplate.
Seeing this item, the disciples didn't waste any time and took out their nameplates and swiped them over the card slot. Immediately after, a "beep" sound could be heard.
Even the leader of the group, Young Master Lin, was no exception. He obediently swiped his nameplate and the five of them didn't stay any longer and directly entered the Martial Skill Pavilion.
Looking at the backs of the five people, Lu Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding. The first rule that the deacon had mentioned, to enter by swiping a card, seemed to be correct. But as for the second rule …..
"Why don't they need to transfer their contribution points to you?" Lu Xuan pouted at the five people from before and asked the attendant.
"What? Do you want to learn from them? " After the so-called Young Master Lin left, the middle-aged martial artist's apologetic smile was long gone. He regained his annoying sneer. "He's ranked in the top ten of the stone stele. It's very likely that he'll enter the core. You're just a newbie. What makes you think you can compete with him? Don't waste my time. Be a good boy and transfer your contribution points to me. I will give you another three breaths of time. Otherwise, I won't be asking for 10 points, but 20 points. "
The middle-aged deacon's tone was threatening. He was getting impatient. Usually, the newcomers wouldn't dare to speak up in front of him. He didn't expect these people to be so unreasonable today.
Hearing this, Lu Xuan instantly laughed.
The reason why he didn't let Xia Ye make a move was because he thought that the second rule was extremely powerful. If it was really the unspoken rule of the Wind Sword School, he naturally wouldn't dare to break it. Since he had just entered the Wind Sword School, Lu Xuan still maintained the principle of keeping a low profile.
However, he didn't expect a mere top ten inner sect disciple to be able to ignore the second rule. It seemed like this rule was far from being as unbreakable as he thought.
If that was the case, how could he, Lu Xuan, be someone to be trifled with? His temper wasn't any better than Xia Ye's, but he was more tolerant. Now that he realized there was no need to be tolerant, how could Lu Xuan be willing to swallow his anger?
"Xia Ye, swipe the card and enter." Lu Xuan ordered indifferently.
Seeing Lu Xuan's expression, Xia Ye was instantly delighted. He knew that Lu Xuan obviously didn't intend to give in.
He didn't waste any more time and copied what the previous few people did. He took the nameplate and inserted it into the card slot.
"Pa", the middle-aged deacon waved his right hand and pressed on the card slot. He looked at Lu Xuan with a gloomy face, "You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Those who don't follow the rules won't have a good ending! I'll give you one last chance. "
Hearing this, Lu Xuan extended his right hand. Lin Xinyi, who was at the side, very considerately handed her sword to Lu Xuan.
Seeing Lu Xuan's actions, the middle-aged deacon immediately laughed three times. "Very good. I haven't seen such an arrogant newcomer in a long time. You use a sword, and you're from the Sword Sect? If you were from the Saber Sect, perhaps I would be a little afraid. But a trash Sword Sect disciple, you dare to be so arrogant and challenge me? As long as I'm here, don't even think of taking a step into this Martial Skills Pavilion! Even if you invited your Sword Sect's elder here, you can only invite him once or twice. Can you invite him eight or ten times?! "
"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. I think it's better to give it to you. I'll also give you one last chance. Take your hand away." The corner of Lu Xuan's mouth curled up into a smile.
"A newcomer at the fifth rank of the Body Refinement Realm dares to attack me? Provoking a deacon, although it's not a crime worthy of death, it's enough to expel you from Wind Sword School. " Facing Lu Xuan's provocation, the middle-aged deacon sneered. His strength was not considered strong, but he was still at the seventh rank of the Body Refinement Realm. Moreover, after staying at Wind Sword School for so long, his combat ability was not weak at all. A mere fifth rank of the Body Refinement Realm, a newcomer who had just entered Wind Sword School, was completely not in his eyes.
"Looks like you're going to eat a forfeit." Lu Xuan smiled slightly.
The middle-aged deacon suddenly pulled out a saber and fearlessly confronted Lu Xuan. He had already made up his mind. Although he didn't dare to directly kill Lu Xuan, if he didn't teach him a lesson, he wouldn't be able to stay here anymore.
Since he used a saber, this guy must have been a member of the Saber Sect. This was not strange. The Martial Skills Pavilion was a lucrative job. Based on the Saber Sect's strength these years, this place would definitely not be taken advantage of by outsiders.
"I originally wanted to be low-key, but I didn't think that there would always be people who would force me to do things in a high-profile manner." As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, his entire body's aura burst forth. An indescribable aura instantly engulfed the surroundings.
Xia Ye and the others who were in this area only felt a chill, as if a cold winter wind had suddenly attacked them. They couldn't help but shiver.
Xing Feng's eyes suddenly burst with a glimmer of light!
Sword Intent!
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