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Chapter 29 of 100

Chapter 29

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Lu Yunxiao was utterly dejected.

He never imagined that a lowly servant he had casually trampled would suddenly become so powerful after just a few days.

"How about it, Lu Yunxiao, do you admit defeat?" Ye Han looked at him coldly.

"I won't admit defeat!"

Lu Yunxiao's voice was sharp: "You must be a spy, Ye Han. I've seen through everything about you. You're finished."

"If you won't admit defeat, I'll beat you until you do!"

Ye Han stepped forward and punched down with a single blow.

Bang!!

A fierce burst of energy, mixed with divine power, struck Lu Yunxiao's body.

Lu Yunxiao screamed; Ye Han's strength was far beyond what a third-level Divine Power martial artist could imagine.

"You won't admit defeat, huh?"

Ye Han punched down again, and several of Lu Yunxiao's teeth were knocked out.

Seeing Ye Han mercilessly pummel Lu Yunxiao, all the servant disciples around them were stunned.

This scene was not only unheard of, but also unseen.

Lu Yunxiao, a third-level Divine Power outer sect disciple, was being brutally beaten by a servant disciple who had only been in the academy for a few days, and he had no means of retaliation.

"Useless!"

"Over a decade in the sect, and still just an outer sect disciple."

"Living by being a lackey to others, showing off in front of a bunch of servant disciples?"

Ye Han's face showed a fierce determination: "You came to me, so you're asking for it. Even if you hadn't come to me today, I would have found you and killed you myself, to let you know that some people can be provoked, but others cannot."

Lu Yunxiao's face was covered in blood, his yuan energy scattered, and he had no strength to resist. He forced his eyes open and glared at Ye Han with hatred.

He suddenly pulled out a token from his pocket.

"Scum, Sister Yin's token is here. If you dare to touch me, Sister Yin won't let you off." Lu Yunxiao screamed fiercely.

"Sister Yin, Sister Yin again?"

"Are you her grandson? So concerned about her."

Ye Han was extremely repulsed and, with a wave of his hand, shattered the token.

A mere token, and you dare to act so arrogantly. Do you really think she is an unchallengeable authority, that this academy is her domain?

With a single move, blood splattered three feet.

Lu Yunxiao's qi sea was shattered by a single punch, and his screams echoed across the Divine Power Peak.

"You will not die a good death...!"

Lu Yunxiao went completely mad. With his qi sea shattered, he was truly a cripple, and from now on, anyone could trample on him.

Ye Han ignored him and turned to the servant disciples present:

"Lu Yunxiao, relying on his seniority, acted without restraint, bullying us servant disciples. Who among you wants to take action against him? This is your chance."

The crowd was silent, all lowering their heads.

"I will!"

Zhao Yijian suddenly stood up, picked up a whip nearby, and lashed out fiercely.

The already crippled Lu Yunxiao screamed in pain, struggling and cursing.

Unfortunately, the more he cursed, the harder Zhao Yijian hit him.

Nie Yuan and He Qingfeng exchanged glances and also stood up, gritting their teeth, and stomped on Lu Yunxiao's body...

The three of them were almost red-eyed. Before Ye Han arrived, they had been tormented by Lu Yunxiao, and now they were taking it all back.

At some point, Nie Yuan came to his senses, staring at the ground where Lu Yunxiao lay, his face changing.

He quickly pulled Zhao Yijian and He Qingfeng aside: "If we keep hitting him, he'll die!"

"Don't worry!"

Ye Han looked at the three of them: "Lu Yunxiao bullied you because of me. This matter is on me."

Nie Yuan and the others fell silent, their faces changing, their hearts conflicted.

Suddenly, Nie Yuan spoke: "Brother Ye Han, no need for more words. Lu Yunxiao acted without restraint and treated us like nothing. I regret not being strong enough. Today, we take this opportunity to vent our anger. If the academy blames us, I will share the responsibility."

"That's right. We have shared hardships. If you bear this alone, I will feel guilty, and my sword path will never evolve." Zhao Yijian also spoke.

"I will share the responsibility too!" He Qingfeng grinned.

The others around them had long since moved away, watching Nie Yuan and the others with a sneer. These few had only been in the academy for half a month longer than Ye Han, young and impulsive, mere novices.

They probably didn't understand the severity of the situation. Outer sect disciples always trample on servant disciples; who dares to defy the hierarchy?

"You're overthinking it!" Ye Han smiled: "It's just a small matter."

He then looked at Nie Yuan: "I want to become an outer sect disciple. Where do I need to go?"

"What?"

"You're going to become an outer sect disciple?" Nie Yuan and the others looked at Ye Han in surprise.

"Indeed, I have already reached the first level of Divine Power. Otherwise, how could I have defeated Lu Yunxiao?" Ye Han said calmly.

"Good, good, good. Ye Han, if you become an outer sect disciple, this will truly be a small matter." Nie Yuan said excitedly: "Becoming an outer sect disciple is simple. Just go to the training ground."

Ye Han: "Lead the way."

...

Cyclical Academy, Training Ground.

Looking around, the entire training ground covered at least a thousand acres, with countless disciples gathered, sweating profusely.

The most prominent in the field were over a hundred purple stone steles, each with many disciples in front of them, some continuously punching and striking the steles, seemingly practicing martial techniques.

"So big?"

Arriving at the training ground, Ye Han was immensely shocked.

A single training ground was as large as several dozen Ye family estates, almost half the size of Flame City.

"Yes, this is just the place for us servant disciples and outer sect disciples to train."

Nie Yuan explained: "In the academy, once you become an inner sect disciple, you will have your own mountain peak, with everything you need, and you won't need to come to such places anymore."

"Your own mountain peak?" Ye Han looked at Nie Yuan.

"Indeed. It's said that these mountain peaks contain powerful inscription arrays that can gather heaven and earth's yuan energy and earth's qi, transforming the entire mountain into the most suitable place for cultivation."

"You can plant medicinal herbs, raise beasts, practice martial arts, and live comfortably without any disturbance."

As Nie Yuan spoke, his eyes were filled with longing.

For most disciples in the academy, the greatest dream was to become an inner sect disciple and have their own mountain peak.

"Those steles, are they for practicing martial techniques?"

Ye Han, like a country boy entering the city, was unfamiliar and full of longing.

To be honest, he had only just joined the academy and had gone to the Demon Ridge, so he was not very familiar with the academy.

"No, they are called inscription steles, used to test one's realm and divine power. The inscription steles can let us know our progress at any time." Nie Yuan explained.

"Interesting!"

Ye Han's eyes sparkled with interest.

"See them? Outside the training ground, under those nine ancient trees, stand the teachers responsible for our disciples' advancement." At this point, Nie Yuan pointed to a distance.

"Good!"

Ye Han walked forward.

He saw a middle-aged man under the first ancient tree, half-closed eyes, yawning lazily.

"Senior, I want to become an outer sect disciple and take the examination." Ye Han said respectfully.

"Name and identity token, let me see them." The middle-aged man spoke lazily, as if still half-asleep.

"My name is Ye Han!"

Ye Han said and handed over the token.

"Hmm, the inscription stele next to you. Punch with all your strength and create ten inscription patterns, and you will pass the examination." The middle-aged man was straightforward.

Ye Han nodded, walked to the stele, took a deep breath, and felt a bit excited.

Finally, he was about to become an outer sect disciple!

He had no worries about the examination.

"Wait!"

Just as Ye Han was about to punch, a cold voice came from a distance.