Invitation from the Martial Alliance

Chu Tianxiong turned back for one last look at the place that had caused him so much grief. Seeing Chen Xu's beaming smile, he could not help but shudder.

For no reason at all, he felt like a pitiful sheep that had been shorn bare, while someone waited for its wool to grow back.

Shaking his head to cast off the unrealistic thought, he was about to return to Abyss Capital and enter the Inner Academy of Great Abyss National University.

The next time he met that hulking man from this backwater place, he would already be a Martial Momentum powerhouse roaming freely across the world, while that brute would be nothing more than the pavilion master of some insignificant commandery Martial Pavilion.

"The gap between us will only grow wider. When we meet again in the future, I'm looking forward to seeing him grovel in a pathetic attempt to please me."

Chu Tianxiong raised his head like a proud swan, and the miserable mood brought on by being forced to clean the entire martial hall every day for the past few days vanished completely.

With a bang, Chen Xu shut the iron door and returned to his room, where he opened the suitcase containing the Rank-2 Refining Liquid.

Earning Refining Liquid had never been this easy. He wished more night raids like this would come along.

His Psychic Energy surged past five thousand points again, and Chen Xu immediately raised the Yang Extremity Fist to its maximum level.

Now that he had Psychic Energy, he had to spend it boldly. Chen Xu's gaze lingered on the Diamond Glazed Body entry for several seconds.

His eyes swept across the Tianwu panel. Feeling the explosive increase in his strength and physical condition, Chen Xu was extremely satisfied with the extent of