Chapter 481 – The Unexpected Transfer Student (1/2)

Chapter 481 - The Unexpected Transfer Student

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Tang Thirty-Six shifted his gaze down and then he couldn't help but laugh as he asked, ”Then why are your hands so white?”

The young student replied, ”Later on, I realized that if I buried my hands in my sleeves, they wouldn't be tanned by the sun and would naturally return to their original color.”

Tang Thirty-Six took measure of the student, sensing the faint Qi exuding from his body. He said with some surprise, ”Not bad, actually the middle level of Ethereal Opening.”

The young student courteously replied, ”Many thanks for your praise, but it's just average.”

Tang Thirty-Six replied, ”There's no need to be modest. Although you're a little bit less than me, you're still pretty good.”

The young student was a little taken aback. Although he had interacted with Tang Thirty-Six at both the Grand Examination and the Mausoleum of Books, he still wasn't that used to it yet. After thinking it over, he replied, ”Your luck is good.”

Tang Thirty-Six jeered, ”When I exited the Mausoleum of Books, I was truthfully at the upper level of Ethereal Opening. You came out a month late but are only at the middle level of Ethereal Opening. What does that have to do with luck?”

The student pondered this again, then admitted, ”What you say is reasonable. I really am inferior to you.”

This person who spoke and acted with utmost care, even rather woodenly, who possessed a gentle and quiet air of nobility, was the student of the Li Palace Academy who had possessed the most potential in these past few years, Su Moyu.

In the past, Su Moyu had once stood on the Divine Avenue of the Li Palace and questioned Chen Changsheng. But when he realized that his questions had no basis, he quickly admitted that he had been wrong and solemnly apologized. In the Grand Examination, he had even spent quite a bit of time with the people of the Orthodox Academy. His talent truly was outstanding, but because of his lack of luck in drawing lots, he was unable to advance very far. Later on when the group entered the Mausoleum of Books to comprehend the Dao, Chen Changsheng and the rest left before him. A month beforehand, Tang Thirty-Six and the remaining disciples of the Mausoleum of Books also left. Only Su Moyu, for some unknown reason, continued to stay in the Mausoleum of Books and view the monoliths. When Chen Changsheng and the rest learned of this, they even became rather concerned that this somewhat pedantic and wooden fellow had been enraptured by the Heavenly Tome Monoliths and was no longer willing to leave the Mausoleum of Books, instead choosing to become a Monolith Guardian.

Tang Thirty-Six looked at Su Moyu and asked, ”You've really decided to fight in his match?”

Su Moyu looked over at Ye Xingqing and said, ”This match should be for me to fight.”

Tang Thirty-Six did not hear the meaning hidden within these words.

Su Moyu was similar to Zhuang Huanyu who had committed suicide in that they were both outstanding students of the Six Ivies and celebrities in the capital. It was just that in the past year, Chen Changsheng and the Orthodox Academy had stolen away quite a bit of his radiance. However, he was still recognized by quite a few people in the capital. As the news spread, the crowd was abuzz with discussion. Shocked and confused, they thought to themselves, just when did he become a student of the Orthodox Academy?

As Ye Xingqing listened to this discussion, his complexion turned even nastier. He looked at Su Moyu and hesitantly asked, ”Is Sir…not a student of the Li Palace Academy?”

Tang Thirty-Six did not pay attention to the fact that he had addressed Su Moyu with such respect, saying, ”Oh, he applied to the Orthodox Academy in advance.”

He then turned to Su Moyu and asked, ”Are you confident?”

This question was not at all unnecessary. After all, Ye Xingqing was no ordinary servant. He was a servant that had been taught by two of the Eight Storms.

Su Moyu had made the choice to leave the Mausoleum of Books because he had assuredly gotten stronger in every aspect, whether it was in cultivation or strength. However, he still might not be a match for this opponent!

Besides the fact that only the Wenshui Tang clan could bear the backlash from the Bie family, Tang Thirty-Six had also been prepared to personally go for this reason.

Su Moyu seemed to be thinking about something and did not respond.

Tang Thirty-Six thought it over, then said, ”Although he's a servant of the Bie family, his martial arts don't follow the same path of those two powerful figures. Rather, he walks the path of the Putian River of Stars.”

Su Moyu was rather shocked. It seemed that this was his first time hearing of this matter.

Ye Xingqing did not seem to care that the secret of his technique had been revealed. He only looked rather worriedly at Su Moyu.

”The Putian River of Stars is a strange and ferocious martial art. Upon receiving this information from the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education a few days ago, Chen Changsheng researched it and drew up a few plans.”

Tang Thirty-Six pointed at Chu Wenbin, who had already retreated to the stone steps, and said, ”These plans were for him to use, but they would only help prop him up. But since you're the one that's going, you should be able to win.”

He said this and then, not waiting for Su Moyu to respond, immediately explained the plans Chen Changsheng had drawn up.

The area in front of the Orthodox Academy became quiet. Only his voice could be heard.

If one could say that words contained swords, then what he said right now were the swords that Chen Changsheng had prepared for Ye Xingqing.

Just like the two previous battles.

Those commoners who had come to see the spectacle naturally could not understand.

However, the more the priests of the Li Palace and the experts who had come to challenge the Orthodox Academy listened, the more silent they became.

Ye Xingqing's face gradually paled.

The words Tang Thirty-Six spoke contained Chen Changsheng's swords. They thrust directly at the specialties of Ye Xingqing's techniques and accurately found his weak points.

And now, countless people were listening to these words.

There was no need for too many swords. As long as they were sharp, it was fine. Chen Changsheng's plans were also very simple. As long as they were effective, it was fine.

It wasn't too long before Tang Thirty-Six finished speaking.

The area in front of the Orthodox Academy was still very quiet. It could even be described as a deathly stillness.