Zhou Ming returned to the Martial Academy without incident.
Even though he had changed his appearance, he was not stopped in any way. The guards merely questioned his identity as procedure demanded.
As he passed the Martial Dao Stele, he deliberately looked around.
A quarter of an hour later, he finally spotted Wen Ruoxi halfway up the Martial Dao Stele.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he sat down cross-legged and waited quietly.
"Hey, kid over there, why aren't you climbing the Martial Dao Stele to comprehend the martial path?"
Zhao Xuchu's voice came from nearby.
Zhou Ming turned and shot him a glance.
Why was this guy so fond of poking his nose into other people's business? Zhou Ming had yet to settle the score with him for trying to get him killed before.
On second thought.
Zhou Ming sighed inwardly. Forget it, he still couldn't beat him.
Just as Zhao Xuchu was about to continue speaking.
A seven-colored glassy pillar of light lit up atop the Martial Dao Stele!
"Look!"
"Someone has comprehended a War God Divine Ability again!"
"I don't even eat, racing against time, and I only managed to obtain one martial skill inheritance. How come they directly comprehend War God Divine Abilities?!"
"Please! Listen to what you're saying! How am I supposed to live when I can't even comprehend a martial skill inheritance?"
"Hey! Look! The large carved characters representing the War God Divine Abilities on the stele haven't lit up!"
Hearing that, Zhou Ming raised his head toward the Martial Dao Stele.
He discovered that among those twelve large characters, some were lit while others remained dark.
Furthermore, among the remaining engraved names, some were faintly dim, while others flickered repeatedly.
He muttered thoughtfully, "Does the light have something to do with comprehension?"
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