C12 (1/2)

Lin Yue was walking on the mountain path when he suddenly realized that the other disciples had all entered the Martial Skill Hall to choose their martial skills under the guidance of the old disciple.

”That's right, new disciples will be taking the entrance exam in two months, so everyone can choose a martial skill to train in. I'll go take a look as well!”

All disciples still needed to undergo the entrance examination two months later. Only after passing the examination would they be left behind in the sect, otherwise, they would be ruthlessly expelled by the sect and brought back to their original state.

At the Martial Skill Pavilion's door, there was a rattan chair. On the chair was a white-bearded old man. He was motionless and his body was extremely skinny. From afar, he looked like a green-clothed skeleton.

The old man's eyes were half open, as if he was in a deep slumber, but every time a disciple came out of the Martial Skill Pavilion, the old man would open his eyes slightly.

Lin Yue entered the Martial Arts Hall and looked at the shelves filled with all sorts of martial skill manuals. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

”Wah!” So many battle techniques! I'm afraid there are no less than three thousand books! Netherworld Sect is truly worthy of being a large cultivation sect, it is much stronger than Lin Family! ”

Lin Yue took a few steps forward and saw that next to every bookshelf, there was a label: Fist, Palm, Leg, Whip, Blade...

These Martial Techniques were categorized very well, making it easy for each disciple to find something they were interested in.

”It's a pity that all of them are Yellow Rank skills, their offensive power is not much better than the Thunder Fist that I cultivate, I do not need them for the time being.”

The Martial Skill Hall was divided into 6 stages. The first stage was a lower Huang grade martial skill, the second stage was a middle Huang grade, and every increase in one stage was a upper Huang grade, lower Profound grade, middle Profound grade, and upper Profound grade.

However, within the Netherworld Sect, Earth-ranked martial skills were considered the most precious treasures of the sect, and only the Sect Master s or Suppression Sect Expert s could train in it.

As for Heaven Ranked Martial Skills, let alone Netherworld Sect, even the entire Pan'gu Continent was extremely scarce. Only those large sects that had existed for tens of thousands of years were able to take them out.

The new disciples could only choose low-grade yellow-rank martial skills on the first floor. Although there were many martial skills, in terms of attack power, they were not that outstanding when compared to the Thunder Fist of the Lin Family.

”I am already too weak in terms of strength. Why not choose a movement technique that allows me to advance, attack, or retreat? Only then will I be able to maximize my battle prowess.”

Lin Yue carefully calculated, and quickly made up his mind. He would find a movement technique to cultivate.

”Movement techniques, movement techniques, do you have any powerful movement techniques?” Lin Yue muttered as he looked left and right, searching for martial skills on the bookshelf.

After looking through it for a while, Lin Yue still could not find any similar technique manuals.

”After all, this is only a beginner level martial skill. Perhaps only the upper echelons would have powerful movement techniques.”

Lin Yue shook his head, feeling somewhat disappointed. Just as he was about to choose a martial skill book to leave, his eyes suddenly focused. In the corner of the entire martial skill hall, there was a broken bookshelf.

On the tattered bookshelves, there were no longer any categorized labels, and the Martial Book s placed on top of them were also few and far between, most of them extremely dilapidated.

”Why don't you clean up the Netherworld Sect? The shelves have all been covered in dust, what kind of Martial Book is that?” Lin Yue was curious, as he walked towards the shelves in the corner and picked up a book on Martial Book s.

The Martial Book was already in pieces, and its pages had a withered yellow color. It was very clear that it had not moved for a very long time, and was probably forgotten by others.

”Ghost Step?”

Lin Yue was moved, wasn't this the movement technique type of Martial Book?