I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 621: Six Hundred Seventeen: Baiting

Chapter 621: Chapter Six Hundred Seventeen: Baiting

“Feiyu, what’s the content of the martial arts performance?”

“Feiyu, which cultivation ground have you been assigned to?”

“Feiyu, did the masked man give you a hard time?”

Tang Feiyu, who had just come out of the quiet room, was immediately surrounded by his classmates, some of whom were more familiar and directly asked about the situation in the quiet room.

Tang Feiyu naturally knew what they cared about the most. However, he himself was clueless and could only tell them what he understood: “After I reported my name, I was assigned to the First Cultivation Ground before the martial arts performance.”

The crowd was shocked, and some students were curious.

“Wasn’t a martial arts performance required? Didn’t the masked man ask you to practice martial arts?”

“There’s nothing unusual about it. Feiyu is at the peak of the Mortal Realm. Joining the First Cultivation Ground is already set in stone.”

“Make way, make way! I’m coming in. I can’t let this fellow be the only one ahead.” Tang Haobo, a tall figure, pushed through the crowd, raising his voice towards the quiet room, “Number 3, Tang Haobo, is here for the martial arts performance!”

The door to the quiet room opened again. Tang Haobo lifted his leg to step in, and just as he was about to say something, he heard the masked man say, “Tang Haobo is assigned to the First Cultivation Ground. Go to the Martial Hall in Xiangyun Valley to report. You can leave now.”

Tang Haobo was stunned: “No martial arts performance?”

“No need.” The masked man’s hoarse voice was full of urgency. He had heard a lot of people gathering outside. There was no need to waste time with this talented young lad.

A clueless Tang Haobo walked out of the quiet room, faced the curious eyes of his friends, shrugged his shoulders and said arrogantly: “Just like our little friend Tang Feiyu, I have also been assigned to the First Cultivation Ground without a martial arts performance.”

This inexplicable information is equivalent to no information. As top students, they were not surprised at all that Tang Feiyu and Tang Haobo received such treatment. However, they wondered if there was really no problem with this somewhat concealed allocation.

“Everyone get out of the way. I’m going to report to Xiangyun Valley.” Tang Haobo, his eyes filled with arrogance, waved to his friends and walked off arrogantly..

Elsewhere in the quiet room, the departed Chief Tang Zu and Clan Leader Tang Zhi sat drinking tea, their faces full of satisfaction as they watched the two energetic men leave the quiet room.

“The pearls of old still shine brightly. With Minister Luo, our clan will have dozens more Martial Ancestors in thirty years. Excellent!” Tang Zu’s eyes were filled with excitement. As the head of the clan who controlled the genealogy, it broke his heart every time he saw a talented martial artist fall. Every year, the First Cultivation Ground had a dozen or so fresh blood, but only two or three would eventually succeed.

But with Tang Luo, he could almost see how many clansmen who were hesitating would be encouraged.

Many people fall because they don’t feel their own progress. They feel that no matter how much cultivation they do, they’re standing still. But Tang Luo can see the progress that even they themselves can’t see.

And give a precise time. Tang Luo’s register was viewed by a few people: not only did it have the number, name, current spiritual power cultivation, aptitude, but also an important item.

Called breakthrough time. Tang Luo marked the exact day of each clan student’s breakthrough and metamorphosis on the register.

In this way, the teaching of the future cultivation ground can easily complete the encouragement activity. After all, you know if you turn the register, this student will be able to complete the metamorphosis on which day as long as he persists in his hard work.

Compared to the sense of no progress once they reached the peak of the realm, this method would definitely bring a fresh breeze to all the Tang Clan students.

“What the Chief said is true.” Tang Zhi smiled and echoed, “Even if our clan is seriously injured after this battle, with Minister Luo, our rise is just around the corner.”

The Chief nodded his agreement, drank the tea in his cup, and then asked Tang Zhi, “What about the batch of spirit medicine and treasure herbs promised by the Ji Family? Where is it now?”

To send the spirit medicine and treasure herbs to the Tang Clan before the New Year, and additionally a recipe for the Undying Battle Body, this matter has always been on the Chief’s mind. Because almost all of the Tang Clan warriors are now cultivating the Undying Battle Body, the consumption of spirit medicine is huge, they urgently need new spirit medicine to replenish.

“This batch of treasure herbs will arrive in Xiling soon, but I’ve given this item to Xiao Jinlin as bait to win the trust of the Mi Clan.” Tang Zhi filled the empty cup in front of Tang Zu with tea, speaking calmly.

The reason why they were unwilling to expose the alliance between the Tang Clan and the Xiao Clan and tried to hide it was to make the Mi Clan relax their guard against the Xiao Clan. Tang Zhi understood Mi Jin very well. Even if Tang Luo killed Xiao Ziyu, it would not be enough to completely trust the Xiao Clan.

The Xiao Clan needs to make a very clear statement so that Mi Jin can have no worries and go all out. This statement can either be Xiao Jinlin fighting for the Xiao Clan or the Xiao Clan calculating the Tang Clan.

But compared to the former, the Tang Clan can better withstand the losses of the latter. After all, if they let Xiao Jinlin join the frontline battlefield, the North Mountain defense line will be broken in a day, and many clansmen will die.

“Can Xiao Jinlin be trusted? That’s three million spirit medicine and treasure herbs. What if they pretend to be real and take our stuff?” But compared to Tang Zhi’s big ideas, Chief Tang Zu was somewhat hesitant.

Tang Zhi chuckled, “The Xiao Clan leader is a smart man, who knows when to advance and retreat, and understands propriety. More importantly, for their own purposes, they can sacrifice some immediate small benefits.”

“Small benefits?” Tang Zu was taken aback, “Even three million spirit medicine and treasure herbs are small benefits. What on earth have you promised them?”

“An opportunity for a flood dragon to turn into a dragon.”

Chief Tang Zu was lost in thought for a long time, and from the quiet room in the distance, a mournful sound came.

With Tang Feiyu and Tang Haobo setting the precedent, everyone thought that the martial arts performance was just a formality. However, they didn’t expect that the people who entered after them needed to practice their own martial arts.

Under the masked man’s silver eyes, everyone felt as if their every move had been seen through, and their skill, at most, was only eighty percent applied.

“But that should be enough.” They comforted themselves in their hearts while trying to deceive their way through. “After all, he’s behind a curtain. He shouldn’t be able to see the small mistakes clearly.”

But before this stroke of good luck disappeared, the masked man’s hoarse voice sent them into the abyss.

“Your version of the aggressive Wind Attack resembles the gentle caress of a willow. With your attack power, you can’t even lift up a girl’s skirt, let alone hurt anyone. Go to the Ninth Cultivation Ground and practice your martial arts. If there’s no progress in three months, get lost.”

“The first move of the Sea Splitting form requires unison of mind and spirit, energy and strength, palm and body. It should be unstoppable. Even if a mountain or sea stands in the way, I would still split it with my palm. Look at your Sea Splitting form. Even if it were used to split firewood, it would still leave a jagged edge. Go report to the Eighth Cultivation Ground.”

“Hey kid, you understand what Double Dragon means, right? It means using both hands, one heart, two uses. What is that form where your left hand pauses when your right strikes, and your right hand pauses when your left strikes?”