1009: C1009 Naden Champion

C1009 Naden Champion

In close combat, Qian Yan looked down upon everyone.

Ever since he was a child, he had displayed incomparable talent in the field of body refinement. In addition, his Martial Spirit was strong, and he had the guidance of an expert. Thus, his growth had been smooth sailing.

After entering the Grand College and joining the Ancient Martial Hall, he displayed an incomparable talent in close combat. All of his personal records were broken by him.

Of course, he didn't want that to be all.

Therefore, he led the ancient martial arts hall and won a series of battles, showing absolute dominance during the martial arts competition.

In four and a half years, he'd won all nine Martial Competition victories.

Not only that, none of them had lost.

This result had already equalized the best score in the history of Grand College. As long as he advanced another step, he would be able to write history.

That was why Qian Yan valued the last Martial Competition so much.

"My requirement for you in this Martial Competition is that you can only win, you can't lose."

Qian Yan raised his head, looked at the many scholars, and said word by word: "You cannot lose, no one can lose, if you do not have complete confidence in winning, then do not participate in this competition! My goal is the Martial Competition's top ten consecutive championships, and there's not a single loss, I can't even have a draw, do you understand? "

As he spoke, his voice gradually became stern, and his eyes became as cold as the winter moon, causing others to shiver all over.

"Understood!"

All the scholars looked like they were on stimulants as their eyes turned red.

They also yearned to be remembered, and they yearned to leave their mark on history.

Winning ten consecutive championships in the Martial Competition was naturally also the most important thing at the moment.

"Of the ten scholars participating in the Martial Arts Competition, all of them, with the exception of me, will be chosen. I want the one in the best condition among you to fight. I want all of you to win!"

Qian Yan gradually emphasized his tone, as his eyes gradually swept across all the scholars present.

Many of the scholars were greatly shocked. For a moment, they only had one thought in their minds.

Victory!

And he must win without a single loss!

Winning the champion of the Martial Arts Competition, completing the ten consecutive championships, and creating a new history!

As for the Beitang s, they did not put them in their eyes at all.

On the day of the Martial Arts Competition, Chu Yun came to Grand College.

Facing the countless of scholars and schools around him, Chu Yun only said one sentence in front of everyone: If you can't win, don't come back and see me.

After he finished speaking, Chu Yun turned around and left.

Only the people looking at each other and the Beitang Scholars who were very excited were left behind.

He didn't even watch the battle on the spot because it was completely unnecessary.

Chu Yun did not know the fighting skills of the other schools, he only knew that Beitang had been completely reborn from his personal training.

They were all true heaven's pride level experts. Combined with their own training, their progress was extremely fast.

With their level of skill, it was natural for them to be the champions. They didn't find it strange at all.

Therefore, after Chu Yun finished this sentence, he turned around and left.

After a moment of silence, some of the scholars present couldn't help but laugh.

"Puchi."

"Hahahaha."

"Did I hear it right? Beitang wants to become the champion of the Martial Arts Competition?"

"If it's any other item, we will wholeheartedly submit to the Beitang, but in this Martial Competition, let's forget about it."

"The champion of the Martial Competition is from our ancient Martial Hall."

There were over a thousand scholars present. At this moment, most of them had smiles on their faces and were filled with disdain.

It was not because others looked down on Beitang, but because the performance of the previous sessions of the Martial Competition was too lousy.

Not only was he always at the bottom, it was also hard to find a victor.

It was laughable that they should be delusional enough to think of becoming the champion.

"Smile, laugh. You won't be able to laugh in a while."

Fang Zhi coldly looked at his surroundings. There was a voice in his heart that said, "No matter what, you have to try your best."

Even if it wasn't for Chu Yun, it had to be for himself.

It was time to reclaim the dignity he had lost before!

All the scholars of Beitang had this kind of mentality, all of them clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.

Now let us let you all laugh, a casual laugh.

But how long can you laugh?

In a real battle, you won't be able to laugh, because you will cry!

Chu Yun's departure not only did not disappoint Beitang and the other scholars, it even encouraged them.

The teacher wasn't watching at all because he had absolute trust in us.

Under these circumstances, how can we be worthy of our trust in our teacher?

"Chu Yun!"

Ninth Princess looked at Chu Yun's back figure, and many thoughts emerged in his mind.

What kind of person was he exactly?

Why was it that the more one understood, the more one was unable to understand, understand, or understand?

"Bullsh * t."

After hearing what Chu Yun had said before he left, Qian Yan couldn't help but sneer, a look of disdain flashing past his eyes.

He was not disdainful towards Chu Yun. After all, Chu Yun was the first ranked participant of the Dragon Gate Conference, the one who had defeated the seventeenth prince, Fang Luo.

What he truly disdained were Chu Yun's words!0

Beitang, won the championship?

What a joke.

Did he really think that his ancient martial arts hall was weak?

Our Ancient Martial Hall has already won nine times in a row. As long as we can win the tenth time, it will be an unprecedented event.

As for your Beitang?

For a academy that had been defeated in a row without a single victor, what right did it have to say such words?

Just because of you, Chu Yun, you brought them for three months?

All the scholars were in the same mood as Qian Yan.

They admired Chu Yun for being able to kill his way out of the ranks of the strong. They admired him for being able to kill so many geniuses from the influential families without fear of power.

Everyone knew that it was impossible to be reborn in three months.

If Beitang wanted to be the champion, she had to ask Gu Martial Hall if they would agree!

"To be the champion."

Fang Zhi turned around and looked at the nine people behind him. He said word by word: "Are you confident?"

"Yes!"

The remaining nine people all let out roars from their throats.

This signified their purest confidence.

The sound waves shot up into the sky, shocking everyone's eardrums.

The ridicule in the eyes of the scholars gradually grew stronger.

When Chu Yun left the training grounds, he coincidentally met Xiu Mujijiu who had just rushed over.

"Eh, why isn't Lord Chu watching the competition?"

Xiu Mujijiu was a little doubtful.

Logically speaking, Chu Yun had spent three months of time and effort to train this group of scholars from the Beitang into warriors who were good at close combat. However, during the most crucial Martial Arts Competition, he turned around and left.

What does that mean?

"The champion is without any suspense. It's all the same whether you want to see it or not."

Chu Yun laughed and wrapped his arms around Xiu Mujijiu, "Lord Wine Sacrifice, shall we go and drink a cup?"

"No need, I don't have a heart as big as yours."

Xiu Mujijiu waved his hand again and again, and with a wry smile on his lips: "Beitang is a school that I am in charge of. You, as a teacher, can choose not to go, but I can't not go."

"You will experience a great combat experience. Remember, it is a total domination."

Chu Yun raised his eyebrow, then laughed and left.

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