Chapter 183 Negotiating Conditions Hu Mingxuan was a little scared. Even a rookie like him who had just entered the state of enlightenment could see that the bearded man in front of him was a master. He didn't know why he felt this way, it was just a hunch. "Do you remember me?" asked the bearded man. "Remember." Chen Mo replied. "My name is Wu Dayong." "My name is Chen Mo." "Who is this stupid guy behind me?" "My cousin." "I'm sorry, I thought you didn't know him."
"It's okay, you're right." Chen Mo asked, "Senior Brother Wu, it looks like you are not from Jianmen Martial Academy?" "I'm from Qingfeng Mountain." Wu Dayong answered directly. Hu Mingxuan screamed, "Qingfeng Mountain! That's the top-tier martial arts academy. No, I mean the bottom-tier top-tier martial arts academy!" He didn't know Lin Xiangyun's background. After all, only Chen Mo would be arrested and sent to another place for education because of causing trouble in the inner courtyard. Chen Mo frowned: "If you don't know how to talk, you can shut up." He himself didn't care, after all, he was very familiar with Lin Xiangyun, but he was worried that his cousin would offend someone. Wu Dayong didn't care, instead he laughed: "He is right. Among the ten top martial arts academies, our Qingfeng Mountain is at the bottom." Naturally, he wouldn't care. A true master wouldn't mind if others said he was weak. The reason why Qingfengshan rarely appears in the public eye is because it is indeed low-key. Even people like Lin Xiangyun are not known by many people. In comparison, Song Jin of Qianqing Martial Arts Academy is not as strong as him, but he is well-known. People only feel uncomfortable when their sore spots are touched, but the people of Qingfeng Mountain obviously don’t care about things like rankings. "Brother Wu, may I ask what advice you may have for me, your junior?" Chen Mo doesn't think that just because he knows Lin Xiangyun, or even knows him very well, that everyone will come and get close to him. After all, Li Bing is also from Qingfeng Mountain, but he doesn't necessarily show much intimacy. But Wu Dayong really just came here to get close to him. "I think you have extraordinary skills and are a talented person. Are you interested in coming to our Qingfeng Mountain? Junior Brother Lin has taught you, right? We are friends." Chen Mo didn't rush to answer because he suddenly found that the surroundings had become very quiet. To be precise, there was no movement at all. "This is." "A silencing spell." Chen Mo was amazed: "Brother Wu, are you practicing the Dao of Dharma?"
"No, I am practicing swordsmanship. This is just a little trick. We swordsmen are not only good at chopping people." Wu Dayong said, "Let me ask you, what place do you expect to get this time?" Chen Mo replied: "The top three." "Top three? Why not top four? There are three innate divine bodies." "Ah, I just said it casually. If I say first, it would seem immodest." Wu Dayong frowned slightly. Are the top three considered modest? He thought the boy was joking, so he said, "To tell you the truth, I came here to inspect newcomers on behalf of the Martial Academy, but I also received a personal request. There is a senior who wants to pass on his lifelong understanding of kendo to future generations. I have seen your performance in the stone mound, um...very spiritual, so I want to negotiate terms with you. As long as you can enter the top 100 and choose Qingfeng Mountain, you can become a core disciple and receive exclusive secret instruction from a sword master. How is it?" Chen Mo answered without hesitation: "I'll think about it." Wu Dayong didn't expect the answer to be so straightforward. He did not bully the other party just because he was younger than him. He stated all the conditions right from the start, which was considered to be open and honest. The key point is that he believes that any student would be confused under such conditions. The treatment of core disciples in top martial arts academies is already quite generous, as they are supported by the top 30 newcomers in martial arts academies across the country. Guidance from famous teachers is an additional item. For example, if someone is good at magic, the Tower of Two Worlds will invite him to sign up and promise that Isher will give him individual guidance in learning illusion. Not everyone is eligible for such conditions. Even if it is Xu Fan, who has the God-Slaying Body, it would probably be difficult to refuse. The reason why he came here specially was because he saw the knife strike that Chen Mo made in the stone mound and thought that Chen Mo had great understanding of swordsmanship and met the requirements of the person who asked him to be accepted as a disciple. Wu Dayong asked, "Has anyone else come to see you?" Chen Mo shook his head, then nodded. If we look back at Gu Yan's invitation when he was at Qianqing Martial Arts Academy, he did look for it. However, from the old man's perspective at the time, Chen Mo was just an awakened second-level god, so he was just talking about it, after all, there was no clue about it. But now that the big exam is approaching, the conditions discussed are all real. Wu Dayong was a little confused. Logically speaking, everyone's eyes are now on those eleven people. People like Chen Mo, who did not become famous during their time in martial arts school, should be considered to be lucky enough to get a bargain. "I didn't expect that someone would have similar views to mine. Well, anyway, you should think about it carefully. Well, I wish you good results tomorrow." As a master of Qingfeng Mountain and Lin Xiangyun's senior brother, he must of course be reserved. In short, just maintain contact for the time being. After Wu Dayong left, Hu Mingxuan asked nervously, "What did he say?" Chen Mo shook his head slightly: "Nothing, just asking me if I am willing to go to Qingfeng Mountain to be a core disciple." "Ha ha ha ha."
Hu Mingxuan laughed a few times for no apparent reason. Chen Mo looked at him like he was crazy: "What are you laughing at?" Hu Mingxuan paused awkwardly: "I thought you should cooperate when you told a joke." Chen Mo could only serve him with Dabidou. After a night, Chen Mo did not find out much useful information. What everyone was basically doing was predicting the results, and some people even bet on which of the three divine bodies would get first place. Chen Mo had no interest in participating. On the way back to his temporary residence, he met Huang Cui who was practicing martial arts at the last moment, Xue Qifeng who was practicing against Lu Ling, and Liu Ning who lit three cigarettes and prayed to God. I went into the room and took out my cell phone, and saw a lot of messages. Gan Qianqian: [Do your best tomorrow. If I meet you, I will not show you mercy.] Ding Ling: [Qin Ye seems to be eyeing you with eager eyes, be careful. I am waiting to see the result.] Gu Xiaoxin: [I am stronger than before, let’s cheer together tomorrow.] Chen Mo replied one by one, then called his parents, and finally tried to contact Lin Xiangyun but to no avail, so he told Hua Yinyang and went to bed. The next morning, when most people were still sleeping, the entire martial arts academy became bustling. After everything was ready, everyone gathered at the square yesterday. Because the competition lasts for 24 hours, even taking into account the different speed of time flow in the illusion, it is still a full six hours outside, so seats have been prepared in the square. Everyone found their seats according to their numbers, and there were more people in the audience than yesterday. There were no extra speeches or addresses. After the instructors from each martial arts school confirmed that their candidates were ready, Iser stood in the center of the square and performed an illusion. In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on this exam. call-- Chen Mo opened his eyes and saw the uneasy red light above his head. There was no one around. (End of this chapter)