Broken Mountain Martial Arts Hall.
"Look at how cocky he is. Who knows what crooked melons and split dates he crawled out from under, yet he's already yelling about challenging us.
Let me at him. I'll beat him until he's crawling around looking for his teeth." Amid a group of disciples, Zhou Ye loudly berated the three guys at the entrance.
Mountain-Breaking Stance Martial Academy was exceptionally lively at the moment. Three people stood outside: a one-eyed man wielding twin halberds, and in the middle, a closely cropped, short-clad man carrying a meteor hammer.
On the far right stood a man with twin axes who looked every inch the bandit, unshaven and especially slovenly.
Yesterday, they had delivered a challenge letter to Broken Mountain Martial Arts Hall. That afternoon, the three arrived as promised to challenge the hall.
Today was the sixth day of the martial examination, and also the sparring segment all factions had been eagerly awaiting.
Thus, only the menial disciples who had yet to enter the Bright Force realm remained in the martial academy, along with Liu Tie and the others who had just entered the Bright Force realm, as well as the injured Zhang Chen and Zhou Ye.
There was also that Dark Force senior brother borrowed from elsewhere, whom they had not exchanged a word with even now.
The menial disciples stood at the very back, holding mops and brooms. Liu Tie and the other disciples who had just entered the Bright Force realm stood at the front.
They were both indignant and terrified.
Zhou Ye stood in the center, carrying Zhang Chen on his back. Zhang Chen had only just woken up and was still muddleheaded.
"This brother who looks quite thick, don't be hasty. The rules of the martial world say one-on-one!" the