The Hooligan in Another World

Chapter 3 Entering the Training Tower

The Elder in charge of the Martial Arts Pavilion narrowed his eyes slightly, turned over, and continued to hiccup. His lips moved slightly as he said, "Interesting. After the Martial Soul went out, it awakened again."

The spectators looked at Xu Wei with sorrowful eyes. The elder didn’t say anything and basically tacitly approved of Chu Qianye’s actions. Xu Wei’s injury had been suffered in vain.

“Lu Xiaoqing, I know you’re here.” Chu Qianye looked up.

After a long while, a woman in green stood up in the Martial Refinement Pavilion and walked slowly toward Chu Qianye with a young and handsome man following closely behind her.

“Lu Xiaoqing has broken through to second level of Yellow Realm, and will enter the inner residence in three days.”

"The person next to her is Ning Yifan, isn't she? You are really a perfect match."

Chu Qianye sneered in his heart. With his full help, it took him five years to reach second level.

How could he be considered a genius?

“Why are you doing this?” Chu Qianye’s eyes were devoid of emotion as he stared at Lu Xiaoqing.

“He-he, naturally to awaken my Martial Soul and enter the inner palace. Only in the inner palace can I get more cultivation resources. Don’t even think about it, you and I are not destined to be from the same world. You are the trash in people’s eyes, and I am the heaven’s proud daughter praised by everyone.”

Trash? This woman was actually able to speak such words. If it wasn’t for her, would I have ended up like this?

“I should have entered the inner Estate five years ago. If I hadn’t infused my body with Mystic Qi, would you have awakened your Martial Soul so quickly?”

“So what? You’re nothing compared to Mr. Ning.”

Chu Qianye could only laugh coldly. It wasn’t worth getting angry over this slut.

After being betrayed by love, Chu Qianye’s heart had undergone a drastic change. He knew very well that this was a world where the weak were prey to the strong.

After a few breaths, Chu Qianye looked at Lu Xiaoqing and said seriously。

“I swear on my Martial Soul that I will avenge my loss in half a year’s time, I will get my revenge!”

Lu Xiaoqing sneered.

“Even a trash like you want to challenge me? Are you qualified?”

“Just an ant.” Ning Yifan smiled faintly.

Chu Qianye didn’t turn around. He resolutely left the Martial Refinement Pavilion and walked towards the tower.

If he wanted to improve his strength, he had to experience the baptism of life and death in order to have the heart to become an expert.

There were two Martial Art Training Towers in the Sword Manor: the inner towner and the outer towner. There was a strong golem formed from black mist inside. The Sword Manor had expended an enormous amount of effort to construct this tower in order to increase the strength of its disciples.

In front of the tower, Chu Qianye flashed his identity tablet.

"Mr. Wang, I want to cultivate in the tower."

The old man’s eyes flickered as he sensed Chu Qianye’s aura.

“That’s right, your cultivation has finally started to recover. You only have one chance a month at the Tower of Martial Cultivation, are you sure you want to use it?”

“Yes.” Chu Qianye nodded lightly.

“Don’t try to show off. If you really can’t do it, then back out. Puppets only know how to kill,” said the elder earnestly.

“I understand.” After speaking, he stepped into the first floor of the tower.

When he entered the first floor of the tower, he was immediately greeted by waves of black fog.

Chu Qianye’s heart trembled slightly as he observed the situation cautiously.

"Chi! Chi!" The black fog slowly condensed as puppets gradually took form.

The puppet hadn’t even fully formed, yet its vicious aura was already oppressively cold.

Chu Qianye’s eyes flickered as he threw a punch at the black mist. The expected dispersing of the mist didn’t happen, and on the contrary, a muffled sound rang out.

After taking shape, the puppet twisted its body and slashed ruthlessly at Chu Qianye with the sword in hand.

The Sword was like a ray of light, buzzing in waves.

Chu Qianye did not dare to be careless. The Mystic Qi in his body was like a dragon, and he quickly ran it. He moved flexibly in the tower.

These puppets were not weak. If they were not careful, they would be pierced by sharp swords. They would be seriously injured or even dead.

Fist force and sword light collided; muffled booms rang out endlessly.

In the past five years, Chu Qianye had been very distressed about whether he had enough Qi to feed himself or not, so he had comprehended most of the martial arts techniques. That was why he was able to understand them clearly, especially now that he had Mystic Power in his body. This made him even more like a fish in water.

He had prepared well.

The puppets on the first floor of the tower were of a lower rank, and their strength was equal to the Body Tempering stage. Hence, there was no true suppressive effect on Chu Qianye.

As time went by, Chu Qianye felt more and more relaxed, and the Mystic Qi in his body circulated faster and faster.

His combat strength had increased!

The corner of Chu Qianye’s mouth rose slightly, revealing a beautiful curve.

The Martial Art Training Tower really was a purgatory of life and death. Only by cultivating here would one’s strength be able to improve, and it was especially difficult for one’s strength to not improve when going against these puppets while in a highly strained state.

The door leading to the second floor of the tower opened after Chu Qianye knocked down the last puppet.

Without hesitation, he strode forward with firm steps.

Woo woo.

He had just stepped into the second floor when the black mist puppet let out waves of angry roars upon seeing Chu Qianye, its entire body turning red.

“His aura is growing stronger.”

Chu Qianye’s heart trembled.

The strength of the puppet on the second level of the tower was similar to that of a first level Yellow Realm. As soon as its feet touched the ground, a terrifying pressure surged over.

“Dragon Elephant Fist.” A bright light erupted from Chu Qianye’s eyes as his right hand formed a fist. Profound power rapidly circulated as it abruptly exploded!

“Bang!”

The puppet with only killing intent charged at Chu Qianye one after another after being hit.

The power of the fist surged, and the Mystic Qi was consumed rapidly, but it could not hurt the puppet. Instead, it angered it.

He felt gradually ached on the muscles, and his attacks weakened.

“This won’t do. If this continues, I’ll definitely be completely drained of essence energy. The puppets on the second floor are really strong.”

"Bang!"

Chu Qianye was struck by the puppet’s fist and sent flying into the air. The puppet behind him had already pounced on him before he even landed.

Chu Qianye didn’t dare to be careless. With a furious roar, he unleashed his Dragon Elephant Fist to the extreme and punched the puppet. His entire being borrowed the force of the impact to jump backward and escape the encirclement.

“I have yet to reach my limit. If I leave now, it’ll be a month from now when I enter the tower next time.”

Chu Qianye’s eyes flickered.

Unknowingly, the Enduring Divine Technique within his body had already started circulating. He didn’t notice that the black mist had passed through his skin and was swiftly circulating within his body.

"I have to hold on!"

A wisp of madness surged out of Chu Qianye’s eyes.

He abruptly circulated the Eternal Divine Technique to its utmost as the black mist around him suddenly surged into a tide.

"Chi! Chi!"

The black mist poured into Chu Qianye’s body and his aura rose sharply.

Boom!

Chu Qianye’s Martial Soul trembled, and the surging pressure around him weakened.

He was stunned and couldn't help but show a look of ecstasy in his eyes.

He had finally broken through!

"The first and the second rounds."

Although it was only the second round, Chu Qianye clearly understood the difference between the first and second rounds.

If the [Eternal Divine Technique] in the past was a child, then now it was a child with terrifying strength!

The black mist in the area was sucked into his body.

Seize the fortune of heaven and earth, devour the spirit of heaven and earth!

Chu Qianye was excited.

The Eternal Divine Technique had nine levels and each level had nine reincarnations. In total, there were eighty-one reincarnations. If the second reincarnation was already so powerful, then what about the third and fourth?

Chu Qianye suppressed the excitement in his heart and finished off all the puppets on the second floor.

"Congratulations on passing."

The black mist condensed into a shiny silver puppet which shot an indifferent glance at Qianye.

“This is the reward for the second floor.”

With a flick of his finger, a bottle of black liquid shot toward Chu Qianye.

Chu Qianye caught the black liquid with a wisp of fervor in his eyes.

“Mystic Power Water.”