Invincible Martial King

The valiant man knelt down first, the other servants of Kunwu Mountain did the same thing. "Sir" was not a name that could be casually addressed, it was a title that the servants gave to their official disciples.    

"No need to be so polite."    

Lu Chen waved his hand, signaling them to stand up.    

"Thank you, gentlemen."    

The fierce man looked at the two of them with a burning gaze, especially at Lu Chen. It was as if stars were twinkling in the sky, showing a look of fanaticism and worship.    

Although they were once Martial Genius s in a wasteland region, compared to official disciples, they were thousands of miles apart. Even so, being able to serve in the academy was much better than cultivating alone.    

This was because not only could he meet a true genius expert here, he might even be able to receive some pointers if he were in a good mood.    

"I thought the two of you would still need to spend some effort to reach the mountain. It seems that you are a bit too worried." At this moment, a man walked out of the mountain gate.    

His appearance was very young, and his facial features were handsome. He exuded a scholarly aura. Standing there, he looked very elegant, and his temperament was very eye-catching.    

"Greetings, second master."    

Upon noticing this man, the servants of the Kunwu Mountain all kneeled to the ground with incomparable respect, because he was Chang Wenbo, one of the three disciples who only had Kungwu Hall remaining.    

Chang Wenbo nodded his head to indicate to everyone that there was no need to be overly courteous.    

Lu Chen noticed that his eyes, which seemed to be bright, did not have the slightest change in focus. Surprisingly, he was a blind person.    

Fu Feng also noticed this. He looked at Lu Chen with his mouth wide open. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to.    

"My name is Chang Wenbo, Second Senior Brother from Kungwu Hall."    

"If you two junior brothers don't mind, then just call me senior brother Chang." Although he was blind, Chang Wenbo seemed to be able to see Lu Chen and Fu Feng clearly and said to them with a smile.    

"Greetings, Senior Chang."    

"Greetings, Senior Chang."    

Seeing Fu Feng salute, Fu Feng quickly followed suit.    

"Alright, follow me."    

Second Senior Brother smiled and signaled for the two of them to follow him. Then, he walked towards the mountain peak. He did not walk very fast, just like an old farmer in a field. His steps seemed somewhat heavy.    

Lu Chen and Fu Feng looked at each other and slowly followed.    

Because Second Senior Brother walked very slowly, Lu Chen and Wu Tie also walked very slowly. When the three of them were about to reach the mountain peak, the originally bright sky had already darkened and streaks of multicolored light appeared purple.    

The mountain wind was blowing slowly from the distance. Along the way, a few dilapidated palaces appeared somewhat lonely under the light of the setting sun.    

Looking at the ruined palaces around him, Lu Chen was not calm at all. From these dilapidated buildings, he could feel just how glorious the Kungwu Hall was back then.    

It was as if he was an old man that was slowly growing old, and his face was covered with crisscrossing wrinkles.    

Lu Chen and Fu Feng did not speak, while Chang Wenbo was also very quiet.    

The two of them followed Chang Wenbo until they seemed to understand why the latter's footsteps were heavier.    

Finally, before the sky completely darkened, the three of them climbed the mountain peak and arrived at a grand palace. At this moment, there was a very ancient palace. The word "Kunwu" on the signboard exuded an ancient aura, as if it had traveled through time. Just a glance at it would allow one to feel the vicissitudes of life.    

This Kungwu Hall was extremely large, and at the same time, it was extremely clean and tidy. One could tell that there was someone who would specially and meticulously clean this place, making a sharp contrast with the ground outside the palace, which was covered in fallen leaves.    

In the middle of the hall hung several portraits of people, each one extremely vivid and lifelike, as if they were about to break free from the restraints of the paper and descend onto the world.    

Lu Chen frowned, his gaze landed on the last portrait. The one in the middle depicted a man who looked like he could swallow mountains and rivers. Even though it was just a portrait, the unbridled and arrogant aura still assaulted his face, causing him to feel a strong sense of oppression.    

"The portraits are of our Kungwu Hall's past Palace Masters."    

"And the last one is the remains of our master, the previous hall master, Sima Chang."    

Although Chang Wenbo's eyes were blind, he seemed to be able to see the portrait clearly. His eyes had a different look, showing a nostalgic expression.    

"Mask?"    

"Doesn't that mean...    

Fu Feng exclaimed.    

"That's right, master has already died, over a hundred years ago." Chang Wenbo was a little depressed, and also a little nostalgic, his tone was a little heavy, and continued to speak: "Although I don't know why you all joined Kungwu Hall."    

"But from now on, you are the fourth and fifth disciples of the Kungwu Hall Master, Sima Chang."    

Lu Chen stared at the portrait and did not speak for a long time. After a long while, he asked, "How did he die?"    

"I don't know."    

Chang Wenbo shook his head. He wasn't sure if he didn't want to say it, or if he really didn't know.    

Lu Chen did not continue asking. He went up and bowed respectfully. Fu Feng also did the same after seeing the situation.    

After paying their respects to the hall master's portrait, Lu Chen and Fu Feng officially became the fourth and fifth disciples of Kungwu Hall.    

"Second Senior Brother, didn't you say that there are two other senior brothers besides you?"    

"Why didn't I see them?"    

Within the Kungwu Hall, other than the three of them, there was no one else. This made Fu Feng curious about the other two senior brothers.    

"Eldest senior brother recuperates from his injuries all year round, I haven't seen him for a hundred years."    

"As for Third Junior Brother …"    

Chang Wenbo thought for a moment and continued, "He is a little delirious. You will have a chance to meet him in the future."    

"Fainted?"    

Fu Feng was dumbstruck. It was one thing for their senior to be in closed-door training, but was Third Senior Brother still a muddle-headed guy? If that was the case, then Kungwu Hall's three disciples were somewhat eccentric, the eldest senior brother who didn't care about worldly affairs, the blind Second Senior Brother, and the delirious Third Senior Brother!    

Oh my god! He suddenly regretted it a little. Just what kind of Kungwu Hall had he joined, simply …    

Fu Feng looked at Lu Chen with hidden bitterness. However, the latter had a dull expression on his face, as if he didn't care about it at all.    

"These are two Superior Magic Tool s. Consider them as my gift to you two." Chang Wenbo took out two Superior Magic Tool and gave them to Lu Chen and Fu Feng.    

"Superior Magic Tool?"    

The corner of Fu Feng's mouth twitched. They were both people, but why was there such a huge difference in treatment? Bai Tingxin and Bai Tingxin were both under Taiyi Hall Lord's tutelage. Each of them had Low-grade Tao Artifact s, but they had only acquired Superior Magic Tool s when they came to Kungwu Hall …    

"Don't mind it, our Kungwu Hall really can't produce anything good."    

Chang Wenbo explained with a smile as if he sensed Fu Feng's thoughts.    

"This is no ordinary magic tool."    

Lu Chen looked at the Superior Magic Tool in his hand as if he was a little interested.