C51 Old man?

51 - Old Guy?

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, looked to his friends and relatives and slightly nodded his head, indicating that he was fine.

However, Ye Yang did not immediately get up, but still sit cross-legged on the ground. Even though he had successfully leveled up, his body had suffered enormous damage. The meridians in his entire body had been damaged to different degrees, and even a few bones had broken.

However, Ye Yang was not worried at all. He drank a jar of his treasured Hundred Fruit Wine, which was from the five jars of Hundred Fruit Wine in the Green Wood Ape's cave. He named it Hundred Fruit Wine and had always been reluctant to drink it up.

The Hundred Fruit Wine was indeed worthy of its name. As soon as it went into the belly, it spread out through the entire body with a surging heat wave. The Genuine Qi in the body could not help but circulate along, actually increasing the speed of cultivation.

But now it was not the perfect time to study this. He focused on circulating the Dragon-elephant Dark Golden Body to speed up the recovery of his injuries.

That Ye Yang had gone through this upgrade with difficulty took some pressure off everyone but at the same time, made them alert.

Ye Yang's rise was already unstoppable. Some powers had already secretly made up their minds to try to establish a relationship with the Ye Family when came back.

Even if the attempt failed, at least a gesture of good will must be showed. It's foolish to turn this kind of person into an enemy. Nan Li City was a very negative example.

Just as Ye Yang was recovering from his injuries, although everyone was shocked, they were still in the midst of assessment, so they could not give up.

Which martial cultivator wasn't one with a firm will? Seeing that people ahead had already mustered their courage and started climbing, they all started to chase after them.

When Ye Yang had completely recovered from his injuries and opened his eyes, he discovered that it was already close to noon. Today was the final day of the assessment, which meant the examination ended at sunset.

Feeling the surging waves of Genuine Qi in his body, he felt the pressure around him lessen a lot. He looked up at the peak of the mountain and saw that there were still 99 steps.

However, Ye Yang did not think that these 99 steps were something he could easily overcome. Because as he mounted up, he felt that the pressure on him increased by several fold every 300 steps .

Especially on the 900th step, Ye Yang's, whose body was terribly strong, nearly couldn't climb up. The challenge was obvious.

The last 99 steps must represent even more severe challenge. If not, in the several thousand years since the founding of Tianwu Academy, only over one hundred people had ever reached the 900th step. However, there was not a single person who had managed to reach the top, and even the best result was only 939.

Ye Yang took a deep breath, and continued his climb.

He suddenly thought of something and looked behind to see that Mu Bai was already beyond the 800th step, and appeared at the 822nd stage.

Behind them were Lan Caidie, Ye Yuhan, Guan Yanxue and others, behind whom was a long line of people, all the way to the 299th step.

After a night of rest, all of the disciples were in high spirits. Their cultivation had increased a lot, and most of them had successfully climbed up to the 300th step.

This meant that they had already successfully entered the Tianwu Academy and gained the qualifications to cultivate the at it. Many were so excited that their eys were filled with tears.

For them, such an opportunity was too rare. Not everyone had that many resources for cultivation, and most of them came from families that weren't so wealthy.

This could be said to be their only chance in life, so it was normal for them to be excited. However, compared to them, some of them weren't that lucky.

Now on the 299th step, there were only three people trying their best to climb. But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't cross this crucial point.

Of the three people, two were Eight Desolations City disciples. One was from the Zhao Family, and the other was from the Ye Family. The Ye Family disciple had tried more than ten times and exhausted all of his energy. He spat a mouthful of blood on the step. The patterns on the stone were stained red, appearing to be desolate.

He stared powerlessly at the stairs before him, and his eyes were filled with two completely different emotions of desire and despair.

The other two disciples were also awkwardly sitting on the ground, looking at the crowd on the stairs. The tears in their eyes made everyone sad, because everyone knew that they were destined to be eliminated.

However, no one mocked them. Because the last disciples who climbed up to the 300th step were all born poor and didn't have much aptitude, although hey sympathized with the three people very much, they could do nothing to help.

Ye Yang looked at the Ye Family disciple and his heart trembled. He knew that the disciple was called Ye Ping, and that his father was heavily injured in a hunt and died after back home.

Ye Ping, who had been raised by his mother, had also grown up suffering disgrace no less that Ye Yang.

What moved Ye Yang most was the fervor and stubbornness in Ye Ping eyes. It was an incomparable thirst for power, which made him think of himself when he was a teenager.

Clenching his teeth, he swore :"F * ck! Just doubled pressure. Not a big deal. Even if I can't climb to the top, I will still be number one!"

Then Ye Yang did something that surprised everyone-- he turned back to walk down the stairs.

"Hiss, this kid has gone mad!"

"He can't even tell which direction to go. Is there something wrong with him?"

Li Chengfeng scolded loudly, "Idiot, what is he doing?"

The main examiner had a helpless expression as he said to the white robed principal. "This Ye Yang. I have never figured out what he thinks, not even once. Is this the so-called generation gap? "

Ye Yang did not care about everyone's surprised gazes, and only smiled at Lan Caidie Ye Qingxuan and people who were familiar with him.

He directly went to the 299th step and arrived in front of the three battered and exhausted disciples. Ye Yang said to Ye Ping who was lying on the ground, "Are you still able to get up?"

With Ye Yang's cultivation, he could completely ignore the pressure of the three hundred steps blew, and could speak with ease.

Ye Ping saw Ye Yang and felt ashamed. He nodded his head and stood up with difficulty.

Ye Yang smiled:" Not bad, you're a man. It was not in vain for me to come down here."

As he spoke, he grabbed Ye Ping's arm and stepped onto the 300th step.

The entire audience looked at Ye Yang in shock, and everyone's eyes were in a daze. He came down here just to bring up a worthless disciple. Was it worth it?

"It's cheating. Those people from Eight Desolations City cheated." Mu Shixiong shouted.

A cold voice came from the pavilion on the mountain:" Ye Yang's action did not violate the academy's rules. If you think Ye Yang cheated, you can also let your people cheat."

The white robed principal's words stunned Mu Shixiong speechless for a long time. That's right, he wouldn't be able to do it even if he wanted to cheat.

The Nine Nether Sky Stairway had its own rules that one could only move forward but not retreat. If one moved forward again, the difficulty would increase exponentially.

Therefore, no matter how miserable the crowd was, they didn't dare to take a step back to rest.

The ranking of the Ultimate Trial was related to the treatment one would receive after entering the academy. No one would be willing to delay the cultivation of a genius for the sake of a untalented disciple; even a fool wouldn't.

Li Chengfeng scolded him as an idiot, but in his heart, he admired Ye Yang more and more. If he exchanged positions with Ye Yang, he might not be able to help his comrades without hesitation like Ye Yang had done.

Ye Ping's feelings were complex. He, who had originally been in despair, suddenly gained hope. However, this hope was not worthy of Ye Yang's efforts.

Because he, the disciple with the worst aptitude, implicated the Young Patriarch who possessed boundless potential, he felt so ashamed. Tough as he was he burst into tears.

Ye Yang patted Ye Ping's shoulder and said, "I, a man from Ye Family's, never frown at any difficulty. Don't let others look down on us. That Mu Bai is nothing in my eyes."

After comforting Ye Ping, Ye Yang went back to the 299th step and brought the disciple of Zhao Family up to the 300th step.

However, Ye Yang didn't wait for him to say thanks, and retreated to the 299th step. Everyone was stunned, because on the 299th step, there was only one disciple left.

This disciple was Ye Yang's sworn enemy, a disciple of the Nan Li City. And everyone knew that Ye Yang would never go and help a disciple of the Nan Li City.

Not to mention the grudges from the past, just based on the fact that Ye Yang had killed so many Nan Li City disciples, the hatred could never rest until death. There was simply no possibility for it to be resolved.

Ye Yang looked at the disciple who looked pretty handsome, and appeared to be not an evil person, smiled and said, "It makes no difference to help one or two, so I'll help you out."

As he spoke, he extended his leg and kicked the disciple's butt. The disciple immediately flew up to the 300th step as if he was riding on a cloud.

However, that Nan Li City disciple didn't have the slightest bit of anger, but instead, had much gratitude in his eyes.

Ye Yang's actions were out of everyone's expectation.

"Could it be that this kid is scared?"

"Yeah, he wants to please Nan Li City?"

"However, there's no use doing this. Nan Li City has lost many people. They won't let it go so easily."

Ye Yang glanced at the people from Nan Li City below and then pointed at Mu Shixiong with one finger, "Old fellow, listen carefully. Everyone in my Eight Desolations City is a good man who takes responsibility and will never be as despicable and shameless as you guys who only stab people in the back. I despise you. I really despise you."

The grudge between Mu Family and Li Chengfeng's was known by everyone in the entire Tianwu Empire. Most people did not agree that Mu Family suppressed the Eight Desolations City's disciples by taking advantage of Tianwu Academy's rules. They were just afraid to say anything because of the power of Nan Li City.

Ye Yang's words made Mu Shixiong furious. He was only forty years old, and looked like he was in his thirties. This was the first time in his life that someone called him an old guy.

"Since I dare to help him, then I am not afraid that he will become my enemy in the future. Go back and tell your Nan Li disciples not to piss me off. Otherwise, the events of the past few days will just be a beginning." Ye Yang's sinister voice resounded throughout the entire arena.

If any other disciple said these words, the crowd would definitely laugh at it out loud. However, when Ye Yang said them, no one dared to take them as a boast, because he had the ability to do what he said.

Ignoring the embarrassing faces of the Nan Li City people, he turned around and ran up.

It wasn't that he wanted to threaten them or he was afraid of people from Nan Li City. He just didn't have the time to waste. He had to speed up his cultivation and couldn't waste any second.

When he killed so many disciples of the Nan Li City at a time, he did it to send a warning, because he did not want to be endlessly harassed after entering the academy.

However, Ye Yang's current speed was too fast. Every step he took was like walking up the stairs at home. And in a blink, he had already reached the 599th step.

Without explanation, he grabbed Ye Qingxuan's slender waist, and went up to the 600th step to everyone's shock.