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Chapter 382

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Tianwu Academy. Tomorrow was the Tianwu Conference. Today was the last day to challenge the Martial Ranking.

On the last day, the dozens of rankings on the Martial Ranking had changed. However, due to the restrictions, there was no way for others to challenge the Martial Ranking. No one dared to challenge those who were slightly stronger than them.

One must know that if one were to offend an expert who was ranked at the top of the Martial Ranking, the consequences would be unimaginable. If one couldn't defeat the Martial Ranking, being ridiculed would be a light punishment. In the worst case scenario, one would be severely injured and the gains would not make up for the losses.

Even if one were to challenge the Martial Ranking, they had to find someone who was on par with them. Otherwise, they would be overestimating themselves and looking for a beating.

The sky gradually darkened. On the Peace Plaza, when the last challenge ended with the challenger winning, many spectating students decided to return and wait for the Tianwu Conference to begin tomorrow.

"I didn't expect Dai Zhi to defeat Liu Shuangpeng and enter the last place on the Martial Ranking."

"Dai Zhi was originally unremarkable. However, he had been cultivating diligently for the past few years. I didn't expect him to enter the Martial Ranking."

"…"

"I've finally entered the Martial Ranking!"

On the plaza, a skinny young man with a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth looked at the setting sun with excitement and joy.

To this young man, it was impossible for him to enter the top ten tomorrow. However, to be able to participate in the Tianwu Conference and enter the Martial Ranking was enough for him to be proud of when he returned to his clan.

Swoosh …

Suddenly, a figure streaked across the sky. A faint golden light flickered around the figure as it streaked across the sky like a golden rainbow. In the end, the figure landed beside the skinny young man in the middle of the plaza.

The faint golden light receded, and a young man in a purple robe appeared in the field. His figure was straight, and his purple robe fluttered slightly. He had a resolute and handsome face, and his eyes were clear. There was a little golden macaque on his shoulder, and a broad sword wrapped in purple cloth on his back.

"Du Shaofu! It's Du Shaofu!"

"Why is Du Shaofu here in the Peace Plaza?"

With the appearance of Du Shaofu, the figures who were about to leave immediately returned. Pairs of eyes immediately fell on Du Shaofu.

In the square, Du Shaofu looked at the thin young man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile. He asked softly, "Senior, what's your name? Did you just win the challenge?"

Looking at the sudden appearance of Du Shaofu, Dai Zhi was stunned for two breaths before coming back to his senses.

Dai Zhi had naturally heard of and paid attention to this young man who was the most dazzling amongst the new students and had even overshadowed the older students on the Martial Roll.

"Du … Hello, Junior Du. My name is Dai Zhi. I just defeated my opponent and entered the top 100 of the Martial Ranking." Dai Zhi replied, but his gaze was rather uneasy. His tongue was slightly numb when he spoke, and he stuttered.

"You're challenging someone else today, which means that no one has challenged you yet. In that case, according to the academy's rules, I can still challenge you, right?" Du Shaofu had a smile in his eyes as he looked at senior Dai Zhi, who had just entered the Martial Roll, and spoke very sincerely.

"You still want to challenge me …?"

When he heard Du Shaofu's words, Dai Zhi's entire body trembled as his hairs stood on end. He had never imagined that he would encounter such a maleficent existence at the final moment when he had just entered the Martial Ranking.

"That's right, I want to challenge you. I have no choice. I still lack a ranking on the Martial Roll. I'm really sorry."

Du Shaofu smiled, but he felt rather helpless. Previously, he had crippled Guo Ming because he had helped Ou Yangshuang. Then, he had severely injured Qiangu Yu because of a duel. It had nothing to do with the Martial Roll.

So until now, Du Shaofu was still not on the Martial Roll.

Tomorrow's Tianwu Conference could only be attended by those on the Martial Roll. At the last moment, Du Shaofu could only come to the Peace Square to ask for a ranking. Coincidentally, he had encountered the unlucky Dai Zhi.

"Du Shaofu wants to challenge Dai Zhi. Dai Zhi is in trouble!"

Upon hearing Du Shaofu's words, the surrounding students could only mourn for Dai Zhi.

The academy's rules stated that the challenged only had to accept one challenge per day. However, there was no rule that stated that the challenger could reject the challenge after challenging the opponent. Therefore, they could only mourn for Dai Zhi.

However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Originally, everyone was still guessing that Dai Zhi would be defeated by Du Shaofu in a few moves. However, they did not expect Dai Zhi to choose to surrender with a depressed and aggrieved expression. He had no intention of fighting with Du Shaofu at all.

"Thank you very much, Senior."

Dai Zhi directly surrendered. Du Shaofu smiled. As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his foot on the ground and immediately left.

That night, Du Shaofu's name finally appeared on the Martial Roll. However, it was the last 100th place. Even Ouyang Shuang was at the 91st place.

Due to Qiangu Yu's death, his name was naturally removed from the Martial Roll. Therefore, all the rankings on the Martial Roll moved up by one place.

"The Tianwu Conference is finally about to begin!"

Late at night, in the courtyard, the General looked up at the sky. Under the cover of the moonlight, his faint bronze skin glowed in the night. His facial features were clear and deep, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"You've all been waiting for tomorrow for a long time!"

Under the moonlight, Gu Xinyan slowly walked out of the pavilion on the mountain peak. Her body was light and tender, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was perfect. Her beautiful eyes shone brightly.

"Tomorrow, I will fight with all of you!"

On the towering mountain peak, a dark red robe fluttered in the wind. On Li Yuxiao's smooth and fair face, there was a hint of red light in his jet-black eyes, making one's heart tremble when they looked at him.

Under the curtain of night, the mountain range was continuous. There was a mountain peak with towering rocks, and on top of the precipitous cliff, there was a pavilion bathed in the moonlight. Below it were deep ravines, and the bottom of the ravine couldn't be seen. Soft mist drifted about, and in this moonlit night, everything was quiet.

Ghost Child sat in the pavilion, and under his feet was the cliff. He gently held a woman in red in his arms. He slightly raised his head, and his facial features were clear as if they were carved. His appearance gave off an unrestrained feeling, but the light in his eyes made people dare not underestimate him. The faint aura on his body rippled, and a little evil aura spread out, which made people unconsciously feel a chill in their hearts.

"Tomorrow is the Tianwu Conference. Is there any hope for first place?"

The woman in red slightly raised her head from Ghost Child's arms. Her bright red clothes covered her body, and her white jade-like breasts were gently pressed against Ghost Child's body. It was Princess Youming, Wu Que.

"First place is too difficult. It depends on luck," Ghost Child said softly.

His voice was gentle, but there was a hint of fierceness. He gently stroked Wu Que's waterfall-like black hair.

"Between the general and Gu Xinyan, who will win tomorrow?" Wu Que's big eyes were charming, but her face was elegant without makeup.

"There is one more person. That ferocious boy will be their absolutely formidable opponent," Ghost Child said softly, and there was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Ghost Child, Wu Que smiled faintly. Her entire body gave off a soft and tender feeling. She said softly, "I also think that the ferocious guy will be their formidable opponent tomorrow."

"We might not have much to do tomorrow," Ghost Child said softly.

Ghost Child said softly. He looked at the face in front of him, and some emotions surged in his eyes. He bent down and lowered his head. On his handsome face, his lips gently landed on those tender and alluring red lips.

"Wu wu …"

Wu Que seemed to want to say something, but she could no longer speak. Then her hands wrapped around those sturdy shoulders, and her strength became tighter and tighter …

"Tomorrow, we will know whether those little fellows are dragons or worms."

"The champion of the Tianwu Assembly will receive a weapon personally refined by Vice Principal Zhuge using the Mysterious Spirit Heavenly Vine. I wonder who will receive it."

"…"

In a quaint and secluded little courtyard, several elders spoke softly.

… … …

This night was exceptionally long for many people, but it was also exceptionally short for some people.

But no matter what, after one night, under many expectant gazes, dawn finally arrived.

Dawn was like a sharp sword that split open the silent night, ushering in the first ray of dawn. The faint radiance illuminated the mountains.

At this moment, many students in the academy retracted their hand seals and opened their eyes. Their auras surged.

"Swoosh swoosh …"

Following which, figures leaped up from various parts of the academy and headed straight for the Peace Plaza.

The odd-job area, the freshmen area, the seniors area, and so on. Figures headed there one after another, and their auras surged, causing ripples in the air.

The Tianwu Assembly was undoubtedly the grandest event in Tianwu Academy, and no one wanted to miss it. They had been waiting for it for a long time, and today, it was finally going to begin.

In the Weapon Institute, in a courtyard that was surrounded by mountains and rivers, a purple-robed youth sat cross-legged with the Violet-Gold Heavenly Tower on his back. The ancient white glow around his body slowly retracted, and his eyelashes fluttered. His tightly shut eyes abruptly opened, and a bright light flickered in them.

"Hu …"

A mouthful of turbid air was spat out from his mouth. Looking at the sunlight outside the window and sensing the unusual movements in the academy, a smile appeared on the purple-robed youth's face. Within his clear eyes, a faint golden glow flickered. His battle intent began to rise, revealing a domineering aura. He muttered in a low voice, "Champion of the Martial Ranking!"

"It's seven o 'clock today. I'm going to continue crying. "

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