Is this Qinglong Academy?

"Die!"

With Lu Chuan killing the last Third-Rank Heavenly Principle Cult martial artist, the battle within Thunderclap Martial Hall temporarily came to a close.

Looking at the corpses strewn everywhere, Lu Chuan inexplicably felt no pity whatsoever.

"Has it really been that fast? Have I adapted to this world already?"

Lu Chuan gave a wry smile. Adapting was good. Only by adapting could he survive.

"Clap clap clap!"

Just then, a round of applause sounded from outside the martial hall.

Following it, a woman in a form-fitting outfit, with a graceful figure and a scar on her face, strolled in.

"As expected of Lin City's number one prodigy, truly formidable."

"It's a pity..."

"If you were Fourth-Rank, perhaps our Heavenly Principle Cult's plan today would truly have failed."

"But you are merely Third-Rank."

"A mere Third-Rank cannot change the outcome!"

As her last word fell, the woman suddenly lunged forward, producing a dagger from who knows when, and stabbed directly at Lu Chuan.

In the woman's eyes, Lu Chuan was only Third-Rank.

She, on the other hand, was a Fourth-Rank martial artist.

In this confrontation, the advantage was hers, and Lu Chuan was certain to die.

"Just because you're Fourth-Rank, does that mean you've already won?"

Facing the aggressively charging woman, Lu Chuan's expression remained unchanged. He flipped his right hand, and a dragon's roar echoed.

"Eight Trigrams Swimming Dragon Palm!"

"Roar!!!"

Lu Chuan let out a cold shout and forcefully unleashed a palm strike.

Instantly, a phantom image of a divine dragon appeared behind Lu Chuan. As it twisted and turned, it transformed into a three-foot palm print!

The palm print broke through the air, slashing towards the woman!

"Not good!"

The woman's expression changed. She quickly retracted her dagger, crossed her arms, and intended to forcefully block the aggressive palm print.

Bang!

A loud noise resounded. The woman fell backward like a bird with broken wings, crashing heavily onto the ground and kicking up dust.

"Pfft!"

The woman spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale and filled with terror. "Impossible!"

"You're just a Third-Rank martial artist, how could you possibly be my opponent!"

There was a very clear gap between Third-Rank and Fourth-Rank.

Even geniuses found it difficult to bridge the chasm and defeat Fourth-Rank experts in a higher rank.

"It's nothing, you're just too weak!"

After delivering a cool line, Lu Chuan suddenly burst forward and slammed a palm into the woman's chest, ending her life completely.

"Damn it!"

Just then, two more Fourth-Rank experts rushed in from outside the martial hall.

Upon seeing the woman's corpse, their pupils contracted. After exchanging a glance, they both attacked Lu Chuan.

"Good, you've come!"

Facing the two Fourth-Rank experts, Lu Chuan showed no fear. As his palms danced, palm prints appeared in the air, slashing towards the Fourth-Rank experts.

In an instant, the two Fourth-Rank experts struggled to cope, retreating steadily.

This scene left the students watching utterly bewildered.

"Who among you three is the Third-Rank martial artist, and who is the Fourth-Rank expert?"

However, even though Lu Chuan was suppressing the two of them, they were Fourth-Rank experts after all, their strength unfathomable. Even for Lu Chuan, it was somewhat difficult to deal with them.

For a time, the three were locked in a stalemate, neither able to defeat the other.

"Spectacular! Truly spectacular!"

As the three exchanged over a hundred blows, a sinister voice came from the doorway.

Then, Liu Jian, carrying Lin Zhen, walked in step by step.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Chuan, his gaze filled with admiration.

"Kid, I'll give you a chance. If you join my Heavenly Principle Cult, not only will I spare your life, but I will also recommend you to the higher-ups in the cult."

"By then, Ninth Rank wouldn't be impossible."

Liu Jian actually wanted to recruit Lu Chuan!

In an instant, everyone's gaze focused on Lu Chuan.

Surrender and die!

If you surrender, you will be hunted by Dragon Country your entire life.

Lu Chuan, what choice would he make?

Lu Chuan didn't reply, but stared intently at Lin Zhen in Liu Jian's hand.

Seeing this, Liu Jian was stunned, and then he lifted Lin Zhen. "Are you worried about him?"

"Don't worry, a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist doesn't die that easily."

"Besides, this is the famous ferocious tiger of the Lin family. How could I bear to kill him?"

"I want to take him and you to the Heavenly Principle Cult, to fight for Heavenly Principle!"

"So, can you tell me your answer now?"

Looking at Liu Jian in front of him, Lu Chuan suddenly laughed, "Hahaha..."

"The position of Ninth Rank, what an attractive condition."

"Unfortunately, I refuse!"

Hearing this, Liu Jian's expression instantly turned cold. "Since you refuse, then die for me!"

As the words fell, Liu Jian struck Lu Chuan with his palm.

Instantly, Lu Chuan felt an immense terror wash over him. He wanted to dodge, but found he couldn't even move.

Is this the power of a Sixth-Rank expert?

Damn it!

Why hasn't the Azure Dragon Academy's reinforcement arrived yet? If they don't come soon, I'm going to die.

"A mere Sixth-Rank Martial Artist dares to speak so arrogantly. If one didn't know better, they'd think you were some True King."

Suddenly, a hearty laugh echoed out.

Immediately after, a young man dressed in white appeared before Lu Chuan.

The moment the young man appeared, a terrifying aura instantly enveloped everyone.

Sensing this aura, Liu Jian's face showed a look of horror. "Ni... Ninth Rank!"

"You have good eyesight."

"As a reward, I bestow death upon you!"

With that, the young man flicked his right index finger, and instantly, a bloody hole appeared on Liu Jian's forehead. He fell straight down, lifeless.

Ninth-Rank experts, truly terrifying!

With just one move, Liu Jian was instantly killed!

Looking at the young man before him, Lu Chuan's heart burned with passion.

Is this what a Ninth-Rank expert is like? One day, I will also become such a powerful expert!

"What? Scared?"

The young man slowly turned around, sizing up Lu Chuan. His eyes showed satisfaction, and then he teased him.

Lu Chuan suddenly came back to his senses and quickly said, "Greetings, senior!"

"What senior? You're making me sound old. My name is Chu Feng, call me Brother Feng." Chu Feng said with a carefree air.

"I didn't expect the City Guardian's influence to be so great, to actually be able to invite a Ninth-Rank expert." Lu Chuan said subconsciously.

A Ninth-Rank expert!

The strongest in the mortal world's perception!

Such an existence, actually came to rescue their small Lin City.

"The academy originally planned to send a few Seventh-Rank students to rescue you."

"But I happened to be out and about, so I took on this mission along the way." Chu Feng explained.

So that's how it is.

Lu Chuan nodded, it made sense now.

"Alright, you keep an eye on these people. I'm going to round up the rest of the Heavenly Principle Cult."

With that, Chu Feng disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Not long after, the sounds of screams erupted from outside.

It seemed the battle was about to end.

Thinking this, Lu Chuan let out a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but wonder if his performance would catch the eye of the Azure Dragon Academy.

It would be great if he could be recruited into the Azure Dragon Academy.