Tiger Elephant!

On the third floor.

Huang Sihai stood there in a daze, feeling that blazing, overwhelming presence.

Who else could it be but A Wen?

Coming back to himself, Huang Sihai applauded in silence, smiling without a word.

A wave of sleepiness hit him, and Old Huang went downstairs.

It was time for bed. Even a Tiger Elephant Expert could not keep staying up late and damaging his Martial Way foundation.

Passing the Grandmaster's shrine, Huang Sihai bowed three times.

"Grandmaster, my Sea Sand Style has pulled off a miracle of sorts."

"One year. Starting with a Servant Physique, he reached the Second Floor, earned a ticket to the Crossing River Association, passed the Third Gate, and entered Tiger Elephant!"

"With all the Martial Arts Halls in the Enclave, how many masters can say they've trained someone with a Servant Physique into a Tiger Elephant Expert like I have?"

Forget the Enclave. Across all Fragrant Sea, someone like that was one in ten thousand.

Old Huang was not exaggerating.

When Li Xiuwen had first come to join the hall,

he had been a greenhorn with a Servant Physique and hardly a coin in his pocket...

Apart from a heart full of passion, he had had nothing.

Of all the Martial Arts Halls in the Enclave, few would have taken Li Xiuwen in.

Right now, Old Huang wanted to knock on Master Ye's door and ask if he was asleep. If not, they could have a little heart-to-heart in the courtyard.

Inside the secret chamber.

Li Xiuwen opened his eyes. A divine light seemed to pierce the void from pupils blazing like a furnace.

He rose on a body thin as kindling. Layers of old skin and blood scabs peeled away, carpeting the floor.

His parched voice rang with relief. "I