C5 Martial skill pavilion

"Boom!"

Within the courtyard, the overflowing spiritual energy surged and condensed into a wave of air.

Chu Yun stood in the courtyard as the supreme battle spirit silently floated behind him, giving off a mysterious, ancient and savage tyrannical aura.

Five yellow lights circled around the supreme battle spirit.

As his cultivation level increased to the 2nd level of the Mortal Realm, his supreme battle soul also leveled up to the 5th level of the Yellow Rank.

Even in Hong An City, a Yellow Rank Level 5 martial spirit was considered a genius.

But Chu Yun was not satisfied, if he wanted to successfully join the Tian Dao Sect, the fifth stage of the Yellow Rank was not enough.

Moreover, his ambitions were huge. Simply joining the Tian Dao Sect was not a goal!

During these three days, aside from eating, Chu Yun had not stopped his cultivation for even a moment.

It had to be said that the speed at which the supreme battle soul absorbed spiritual energy was unbelievably fast.

Every time he cultivated, countless vortexes of spiritual energy would appear in the surroundings, madly absorbing spiritual energy and pouring it into his body.

It could no longer be called breathing, it was more appropriate to describe it as the absorption of water by a whale!

At the same time as he levelled up, Chu Yun gained a clearer understanding of the Supreme Battle Soul's abilities.

What is wargod?

In short, wargods are invincible gods, gods who fight against the heavens and the earth, gods who defeat everything!

Chu Yun didn't know where the War God had come from, he only knew that when he was alive, he was definitely a heaven opposing expert who possessed extremely strong fighting strength and an untamed personality.

Just the soul was enough to transform into an upgradeable supreme battle soul. The strength of the original body could be imagined!

The Zhi Zun Battle Soul would become stronger and stronger as its grade increased. As the owner of the Martial Spirit, Chu Yun himself was the same.

The higher the grade of a Zhi Zun Battle Soul, the more benefits Chu Yun could obtain.

Strength, spirit, speed, spirit energy, endurance.

A strong body, monstrous perception, and heaven-defying martial skills.

It could materialize a weapon exclusive to wargods out of thin air — a blade and sword that floated in front of one's body, as well as the dark black armor that covered one's body!

Once the Supreme Battle Soul reaches the peak, Chu Yun will be the new War God!

This was the true power of a Paragon's soul.

However, although Martial Souls could be upgraded quickly in the early stages, in the later stages, the difficulty would increase exponentially. It wasn't easy to reach the peak of the soul.

"Crack!"

Chu Yun casually stretched out his body and a series of bone explosions occurred.

Before he had awakened his martial spirit, Chu Yun's body had been terrifyingly strong. Now that it had been strengthened by his Martial Spirit, he was almost invincible!

Chu Zhen was like that, he could fight 10 people with his eyes closed!

"Hm, today seems to be the day I go to the Martial Skill Pavilion to choose my martial skill …"

Chu Yun was deep in thought.

On the third day after the awakening of the Martial Spirit, everyone had the chance to go to the Martial Skill Pavilion to choose a martial skill. This was the rule of the Chu Clan throughout the years.

The family deliberately set a time limit of three days so that all martial artists who awakened their martial spirits could break through to the Mortal Realm.

After reaching the Mortal Realm, he would be able to practice martial skills.

Martial skills were of great help to a martial artist. An extraordinary martial skill could raise one's combat strength to a whole new level!

It was almost dusk, Chu Yun packed up and headed towards the clan's Martial Skill Pavilion.

Along the way, Chu Yun met many clan disciples who had rushed back from the Martial Skill Pavilion.

When they met Chu Yun, most of them only greeted him casually. Some of them weren't even willing to put on airs and just brushed past him arrogantly, their eyes full of ridicule.

Chu Yun naturally could not be bothered with these wall grasses who were in the limelight.

Just wait until I enter the Tian Dao Sect, these bastards will definitely try to please me like a dog.

Regardless of the clan or clan, the Martial Skill Pavilion was an extremely important area.

Martial skills were the protection of the family's inheritance. If there was a strong Martial Skill inheritance, then the family would quickly rise to prominence!

The Chu family's Martial Skill Building was divided into three levels, and there were over a hundred martial skills hidden there.

The first floor only had Inferior Grade Martial Skills.

On the second floor of the Martial Skill Pavilion, there were over a dozen mid-grade Martial Skills.

On the third floor of the Martial Skill Building, there was an incomplete high-rank martial skill. That was also the true core of the Chu family, the secret that was not passed down!

Throughout the years, only the head of the Chu family could train in the incomplete high quality martial skills.

This was also the reason why Chu Wanqing was so eager to become the next head of the family.

People were coming and going in front of the Martial Skill Building.

A grey-robed elder was curled up in a corner. He seemed unremarkable, as if he was taking a nap.

The grey robed elder had guarded the Martial Skill Pavilion for dozens of years, no one knew his true strength, but even Patriarch Chu Tiankuo was extremely respectful to him.

Chu Yun did not care about the strange looks others were giving him, and quickly walked forward, respectfully cupping his hands at the elderly man in grey. I'm here to choose a battle technique! "

Elder Hui raised his head and swept his turbid eyes across Chu Yun's body. He could not help but be a little astonished: "Eh?"

Chu Yun was shocked. This Gray Elder was not ordinary, under his gaze, it seemed like he could not hide any secrets.

"You can go to the second floor to browse through!"

It was a long while later that Elder Hui shifted his gaze away from Chu Yun.

"Thank you, Elder Hui!"

Chu Yun bowed respectfully.

On the second floor of the Martial Skill Pavilion, only Huang grade fifth rank disciples and above were allowed to read the books inside. Elder Gray's words were clearly not without reason.

In the Martial Skill Pavilion, there weren't many people who came to choose a martial skill.

After all, it was already dusk, and most of the people had already picked their way out.

Seeing Chu Yun walk in, all the Chu Family disciples who were in the middle of selecting their martial skills were all stunned for a few seconds.

None of them expected that Chu Yun, with his first grade Yellow Rank martial spirit, would also come to the Martial Skill Pavilion!

"Chu Yun, who allowed you to come?"

"Do you know that only those who have entered the Mortal Realm are qualified to choose martial skills?"

Not far away, two tall youths coldly harrumphed at the same time. Their words contained a strong sense of hostility.

Chu Hu and Chu Bao were the sons of the Third Elder, Chu Guangyao.

Chu Guangyao only had two sons, Chu Hu and Chu Bao. Although their names were domineering, in reality, their talents were not that great.

Yellow Rank Level Four. Not bad nor bad. It could be considered a normal category.

Even though the two brothers were tall and strong, they actually had extremely cowardly personalities. In Chu Yun's words, they didn't even have the qualifications to be punching bags!

But Chu Yun just smiled and without even looking at them, he headed straight for the second floor.

"Chu Yun, you've awakened a trash's martial spirit, and you don't even have a bright mind anymore?"

Chu Hu saw that Chu Yun was ignoring him, and became angry from the embarrassment, his face flushed red as he extended his hand out to pat's shoulder.

Private duels were not allowed in the Martial Skill Pavilion. This was a rule.

Anyone who violated these rules would be severely punished by the clan.

So Chu Hu did not really want to fight with Chu Yun, he just wanted to grab onto's shoulders and threaten him.

After all, Chu Hu wasn't afraid at all. A Yellow Rank Level One trash martial spirit definitely wouldn't be able to advance to the Qi Disciple stage in three days.

This Chu Yun must have come here because of some connections!

"Who gave you the guts?"

Chu Yun stopped, his voice suddenly becoming ice-cold, with a tinge of killing intent.