Honestly, when Hun Feng faced Hun Xiu,
he was afraid. Though he did not know why, he was afraid anyway.
Hun Feng clenched his little fists, muttering inwardly, I'll definitely grow stronger, so strong that you'll fear me.
Hun Feng attributed his fear of Hun Xiu to being weaker than him. He lacked confidence, and that was why he was afraid.
Noon.
"The Skill Pavilion is open!" At an elder's announcement, the doors of the Skill Pavilion slowly opened.
The crowd in the square began to stir. Everyone straightened their backs, looking especially spirited.
They stared at the wide-open Skill Pavilion, their eyes burning with anticipation.
They had waited here for so long, from morning until noon, all for this very moment.
The Skill Pavilion had opened—the time to choose combat skills had arrived.
Though everyone was excited, no one rushed into the Skill Pavilion first.
Because the elder had yet to speak.
Without the elder's permission, they did not dare barge in.
The elder appeared middle-aged and wore a black robe. The first impression he gave was one of severity.
The middle-aged elder swept his gaze around, lingering briefly on Hun Xiu, who stood by the wall, before slowly withdrawing it.
He said blandly, "Since you are entering the Skill Pavilion, each person may choose one combat skill. Rely on your own ability to select one that suits you. Yellow, Mysterious, Earth, Heaven—so long as you have the ability, choose whatever you like."
"You may enter now."
"Yes!"
As his words fell, the group swarmed into the Skill Pavilion.
Only after everyone had entered did Hun Xiu slowly open his eyes, ending his rest with closed eyes.
He leisurely headed toward the Skill Pavilion. As he passed the middle-aged elder, Hun Xiu paused and gave him a meaningful look.
The elder, who had been resting with his eyes closed, sensed someone watching him and slowly opened his eyes to meet Hun Xiu's gaze.
Though he did not understand why Hun Xiu was looking at him, or why he had deliberately paused to do so, he still gave Hun Xiu a slight smile.
Hun Xiu returned the elder's smile, then withdrew his gaze and stepped into the Skill Pavilion.
Watching Hun Xiu enter the Skill Pavilion, the elder muttered, "An interesting little fellow."
Then he closed his eyes again and resumed resting.
The Skill Pavilion was a tower with four floors. From bottom to top, they stored Yellow, Mysterious, Earth, and Heaven Tier combat skills.
Combat skills were divided into four ranks from low to high: Yellow, Mysterious, Earth, and Heaven. Each rank was further divided into three minor grades.
Low, middle, and high.
When Hun Xiu entered the first floor, there was not a single person in sight. Clearly, proud as they were, Yellow Tier combat skills did not catch their eye.
But that made sense. With better options available, why would they choose trash like Yellow Tier combat skills?
How could Yellow Tier combat skills possibly catch the attention of the Hun Clan?
Honestly.
Even Hun Xiu would not choose a Yellow Tier combat skill if he had better options.
Of course, if there were no other choices, Yellow Tier combat skills would still be quite appealing.
As Hun Xiu walked, he scanned the combat skills around him. Even though he knew he would not choose any of them, he still wanted to take a look.
It was like walking down the street, especially in summer. Faced with pair after pair of long, pale legs, even if he knew they were beyond his reach,
he still could not help looking, stealing glances.
That was more or less how he felt right now.
"Ding..." "A choice has appeared. Does the host wish to sign in?" The system's voice rang out in Hun Xiu's mind. He was briefly stunned, then decisively chose to sign in. "Ding..." "Option one: Yellow Tier high-grade combat skill—Man-Slaying Palm. This palm technique has four forms, each corresponding to the Yellow, Mysterious, Earth, and Heaven combat skill ranks. Once all four forms are cultivated to perfection, a single palm strike can destroy heaven and earth." "Option two: Yellow Tier high-grade combat skill—Calamity Annihilation Fist. This fist technique has four forms, each corresponding to the Yellow, Mysterious, Earth, and Heaven combat skill ranks. Once all four forms are cultivated to perfection, a single punch can leave neither gods nor ghosts behind." "Option three: Yellow Tier high-grade combat skill—Wind-Thunder Divine Leg. This leg technique has four forms, each corresponding to the Yellow, Mysterious, Earth, and Heaven combat skill ranks. Once all four forms are cultivated to perfection, every kick contains terrifying wind and thunder power, capable of destroying heaven and earth. Slaying ghosts and gods would be nothing. Moreover, Wind-Thunder Divine Leg is also an excellent movement technique. Once cultivated to perfection, however fast the wind is, you will be just as fast."
"Hm?"
Hearing the system's voice in his mind, Hun Xiu could not help but freeze.
What had he just said?
What had he just said?
Yellow Tier combat skills were pretty appealing too. Just listen to the three techniques the system had offered him: the ultimate fist, palm, and leg arts.
"I choose option one."
Hun Xiu hesitated for a moment before choosing the first option.
"Man-Slaying Palm."
As soon as Hun Xiu made his choice, a Yellow Tier combat skill appeared before him.
This Yellow Tier combat skill was none other than Hun Xiu's previous choice—Man-Slaying Palm.
Looking at the Man-Slaying Palm trapped within a battle qi barrier, Hun Xiu's lips curved into a faint smile. Then he punched the battle qi barrier.
The battle qi barrier instantly shattered, and Hun Xiu obtained the Man-Slaying Palm as he wished.
Hun Xiu smiled faintly as he looked at the Man-Slaying Palm. He had no intention of going to the upper floors.
He left the Skill Pavilion.
"Hm?"
As Hun Xiu left the Skill Pavilion, the elder, whose eyes had been tightly shut, slowly opened them.
He looked at Hun Xiu in surprise and asked, "You've chosen already?"
Hun Xiu had only just entered the Skill Pavilion, yet he had come out so quickly. This greatly surprised him.
He doubted that Hun Xiu had even entered the Mysterious Tier section. Given how short the time had been, and Hun Xiu's unhurried pace just now, he probably had not even finished walking through the Yellow Tier section.
Yet he had come out so quickly.
How could that not be surprising? Hun Xiu nodded. "Yes."
"I've already made my choice." Hun Xiu placed the Man-Slaying Palm he had chosen before the elder.
After all, it needed to be registered.
Even as the Clan Head's son, he was no exception. Things had to be done as they should be done.
Everything had to follow the rules.
"Man-Slaying Palm?"
The elder was briefly stunned when he saw the combat skill Hun Xiu had chosen.
Then he gave Hun Xiu a meaningful look.
He said, "Hun Xiu, do you know what rank the combat skill you selected is?"
Hun Xiu said, "Of course. Isn't it Yellow Tier?"
Elder: "You know, and you still chose it?"
"With your talent, Heaven Tier combat skills are what you should be choosing."
"A mere Yellow Tier combat skill does not suit you."
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