Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

There were a few young warriors at the gate. When they saw Chen Yu, one of them greeted him warmly and brought Chen Yu to a grand hall that was not far from the gate.    

    

Several Profound Dark Stage Warriors were guarding the entrance of the hall. The leader of the group took a look at the results report in Chen Yu's hand and indicated for Chen Yu to go in.    

    

A middle-aged man walked out from the hall, his aura was deep and powerful, his eyes were filled with electric light, and he was a warrior with peak Profound Dark Stage. He extended his hand towards Chen Yu and said, "Give me the school report!"    

    

Taking the school report in Chen Yu's hand, the middle-aged man lowered his head and looked at it. He revealed a hint of emotion and asked, "Mental strength: 73 points?"    

    

Chen Yu naturally read the contents on the paper and nodded.    

    

The middle-aged man stared at Chen Yu and said, "Meng Yang, go to the center of the hall and wait for me to arrange someone to test you!"    

    

Chen Yu surveyed the spacious hall, only to see that the center of the hall was empty. On all four sides, there were many people sitting cross-legged on the ground. Most of them were young cultivators who were resting with their eyes closed, as if they were waiting for the results. Chen Yu saw that a few of them were young warriors who had passed the first three exams, among them were Shangguan Yu, Jiang Jihai, Feng Rumale, and some others.    

    

To the north of the palace, there was a table. Five old men sat there, chatting and laughing. Without exception, these five people had profound auras that were at the peak of the Profound Dark Stage. This was especially true for an old man with a head full of silver hair who looked to be over ten years old. He was even more unfathomable!    

    

Coming to Great Qin Academy today, Chen Yu couldn't help but sigh at the countless number of experts there. Just the number of people that Chen Yu had seen at the late stage of Profound Dark Stage or even at the peak of Profound Dark Stage was already no less than ten.    

    

Chen Yu walked to the center of the field in big strides. The middle-aged man first waved his hand towards the warrior guarding the door, gave a command to one of them in a low voice, then walked towards the fighters sitting in the northern row and handed over Chen Yu's report card.    

    

The school report was passed on between the five old men. The five old men revealed looks of surprise as they looked at Chen Yu with their deep and aged eyes.    

    

"You're called Meng Yang?" The silver haired old man sitting in the middle said, "Spirit Accumulation Stage eighth level, three spirits together, spiritual force strength of seventy-three?"    

    

Chen Yu nodded and said, "Yes!"    

    

The young warriors at the edge of the hall were all shocked and moved. Some of them lowered their voices and started to discuss with Chen Yu.    

    

"Why do you want to enter the Great Qin Academy that comes from outside?" the old man asked.    

    

Chen Yu felt a little surprised. Could it be that the question and answer session was also part of the entrance exams?    

    

"Entering the Great Qin Academy is naturally to learn some martial arts abilities, as well as to get the right to enter the Grand Xia Empire Academy!" Chen Yu pondered over his words and said.    

    

"Oh? How long have you been in seclusion? " The silver-haired old man said with interest.    

    

"Two months. I've only been in the capital for a few days!" Chen Yu said.    

    

His deep gaze seemed to be able to see through Chen Yu. He said slowly: "Your result is too dazzling, with the strength of seventy-three years of spirit power, even someone at the peak of the Spirit Accumulation Stage might not be your opponent. Therefore, for the final exam, the people on the third level of Profound Dark Stage will spar with you! "    

    

The moment he said that, Chen Yu was stunned.    

    

As for the other three sides of the great hall, all of the young martial artists were in an uproar, many of them revealing expressions of shock.    

    

To be tested by a warrior of the third level of Profound Dark Stage, wasn't this just making things difficult for him?    

    

"May I ask what the outcome of this victory is?" After a moment of silence, Chen Yu asked with a frown.    

    

"If you win, you will naturally pass the test and become a student!" The silver-haired old man said, "But if you lose, the result is uncertain!"    

    

"I want to know why!" Chen Yu didn't feel angry or unfair, instead, he asked in a deep voice.    

    

"The purpose of the entrance exam is to test the student's potential and talent so that they can cultivate an elite fighter!" The old man said, "All three of you have cultivated to the eighth level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage. That is to say, your strength is equivalent to three ordinary warriors of the eighth level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage. An ordinary test of a warrior of the same realm probably doesn't mean much to you. Moreover, I don't think it's necessary for the academy to recruit students like you! "    

    

"Why is that?" Chen Yu frowned.    

    

"Because the martial warriors that cultivate together with the three spirits are not pure enough, it will make it very difficult for you to cultivate in the future. There will be conflicts between the Spiritual Dipper sooner or later. Naturally, the academy has to be careful when facing students like you! " The silver-haired old man said.    

    

Chen Yu did not expect that his performance in front of the second stone monument would lead to such an outcome. He said lightly, "It is indeed your right to accept me as a student. I accept this kind of test. But I want to say, if you reject me, it will be a loss to the academy! "    

    

Another old man laughed, "I like this little guy's confidence!"    

    

A woman with creamy sideburns said, "Maybe it's because he's too arrogant?"    

    

At this moment, the middle-aged man from before walked up to the silver-haired old man and said something in a low voice.    

    

The silver-haired old man nodded and looked around. He spoke towards the warriors sitting in the west side of the hall, "Zhao Rong, you come here to test Meng Yang. Be careful not to hurt him!"    

    

"Yes sir!" A tall and sturdy martial practitioner, who was thirty-five or sixteen years old, respectfully responded and walked out.    

    

Zhao Rong strode forward with a free and easy temperament. As he walked, he had the strong aura of a Profound Dark Stage practitioner.    

    

This person's cultivation, was precisely at the third level of Profound Dark Stage.    

    

Standing 100 feet away from Chen Yu, Zhao Rong bowed towards the silver-haired old man.    

    

"Let's begin!" The silver-haired old man said.    

    

Zhao Rong looked at Chen Yu casually and said, "Please!"    

    

After saying that, he did not take out his weapon, nor did he take the initiative to attack. Instead, he just stood there waiting for Chen Yu's reaction.    

    

It was true that Chen Yu's results on the three tests were incomparably shocking, but he only had the cultivation of the eighth level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage after all. Therefore, Zhao Rong didn't view Chen Yu as an equal opponent and intended to look down on him from above!    

    

Chen Yu didn't immediately rush over to attack, but he was thinking.    

    

No one urged him, but everyone's gaze was focused on Chen Yu.    

    

In fact, Chen Yu already could not remember whether he had killed or injured any Profound Dark Stage Warriors before. As for opponents at the third level of Profound Dark Stage, they did not need to use Blood King Bow.    

    

But in this situation, releasing the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit was clearly not appropriate!    

    

Narrowing his eyes and looking at Zhao Rong for a while, Chen Yu decided not to use the power of the Spiritual Soul. Just look at himself, with just his body and Spiritual Dipper, how far is he from being a third level Profound Dark Stage warrior?    

    

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yu suddenly shouted, "Watch out!" As he said that, Chen Yu's body arched and he suddenly shot towards Zhao Rong like an arrow that had just left the bowstring.    

    

Moving as fast as a Barbarian Elephant, the distance of ten Zhang passed in the blink of an eye. Chen Yu then threw a punch towards the elephant.    

    

The fire attribute Spiritual Dipper condensed on top of his fist, and the force of his fist was like a bolt of lightning.    

    

Zhao Rong moved to the side. His movements were mysterious and avoided being hit by a real attack. He struck a palm towards Chen Yu's chest.    

    

This palm was light and agile, yet it also contained an indestructible Spiritual Dipper that had yet to vomit.    

    

Obviously, Zhao Rong did not want to take advantage of Chen Yu from the start and did not intend to use the Spiritual Dipper with immortal god's will to suppress Chen Yu.    

    

Chen Yu's body twisted as he displayed the changes of the Wind Transformation Movement with ease while he was running at full speed. He then released the Ruyi's Fist and swung it horizontally with peerless force.    

    

This move of Chen Yu's was sharp and overbearing, he was as violent as a Vicious Beast and followed the fierce path he took when fighting with the Vicious Beast.    

    

Bang! With the exchange of palm and elbow, Chen Yu only felt a overlapping Spiritual Dipper blocking his elbow. The tyrannical power of his attack missed by more than half.    

    

But even so, Zhao Rong couldn't help but fly out.    

    

"It really is powerful. The palm technique and divine ability are profound!" Chen Yu was moved. He quickly took a step forward and punched directly. It was as if his arm suddenly grew bigger.    

    

Chen Yu's Fist Intent was first, but it was useless. It was easily dispelled by Zhao Rong's Indestructible Divine Intent. The latter extended his palm again and the palm and fist clashed.    

    

Peng, borrowing the strength of Chen Yu's punch, Zhao Rong flew into the air and spun in the air. Then, the domain suddenly opened up and fell straight to the ground.    

    

Zhao Rong was a little surprised on the surface. It was obvious that he was surprised by the strength of Chen Yu.    

    

Chen Yu rushed out again and threw out a punch.    

    

This time, Zhao Rong also became extremely tough. With a punch, the arena swelled up, causing this punch to seem as if it shattered the void.    

    

The fire attribute Spiritual Dipper that Chen Yu's fist brought with it shattered and his fist smashed into the opening domain, colliding with Zhao Rong's fist without any fancy moves.    

    

Bam! Under the suppression from the domain, the Spiritual Dipper on Chen Yu's fist no longer existed and was forced back continuously by this punch. Zhao Rong retracted his fist and only took half a step back.    

    

"Such a powerful physical strength!" A black-robed old man beside the silver-haired old man said with a smile, "Using his physical body to withstand Zhao Rong's full strength punch without using any spirit seeds, just his physical body alone is stronger than Zhao Rong!"    

    

"It's just brute force!" The silver-haired old man said as he sat on the other side of the woman with slightly creamy sideburns.    

    

The silver-haired old man did not say anything. His expression was like an ancient well without ripples, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.    

    

On the other hand, Shangguan Yu, Jiang Jihai and the other young warriors who had already passed the assessment were filled with amazement. A strong fighting spirit flashed in the eyes of Shangguan Yu and the other outstanding disciples.    

    

Chen Yu only stabilized his body after taking a few steps back. After that last clash, he had a clear understanding of the difference in strength between the two sides.    

    

Speaking of which, the suppression effect of the domain was just too obvious. When Spirit Accumulation Stage practitioners who did not train in the domain fought Profound Dark Stage, the disadvantage was too obvious.    

    

Flinging his hands, Chen Yu took a step forward and charged again with a punch.    

    

Zhao Rong's two feet split apart as he similarly sent out another fist to meet the incoming fist.    

    

Ang, a Dragon Roaring Sound sounded out.    

    

When Zhao Rong heard the name Dragon Roaring Sound, his expression slightly changed. His gaze became sharp and a light white Spiritual Dipper started to coagulate on his fist.    

    

Bang, the fist collided with each other, Chen Yu's Spiritual Dipper shattered first, then Zhao Rong's Spiritual Dipper.    

    

Amidst the dull sounds of impact, Chen Yu's fist started bleeding from being cut by Spiritual Dipper. However, like a hungry mountain tiger, he did not retreat a single step.    

    

Zhao Rong, on the other hand, staggered back five or six steps as his face flushed red.    

    

"Ah!" Amongst the students that had already passed the test, someone cried out in alarm.    

    

The silver-haired old man, who was sitting behind the table to the north, suddenly had a look of surprise on his face.    

    

Beside the silver-haired old man, the black-robed old man asked, "Use all of your energy, master it with your body, and display the ultimate power of your fist art?"