C229 (1/2)

Lu Yu was at the Astral Transformation realm, while Luo Chong had already reached the Core Formation stage.

In terms of age, Luo Chong was already in his twenties, and Lu Yu was only a seventeen year old teenager.

Be it in terms of age or cultivation, Luo Chong was superior.

Luo Chong sneered as he looked at Lu Yu, ”Brat, don't tell me you've really gone stupid? You actually dared to provoke me. Are you tired of living!”

Lu Yu asked, ”You don't dare?”

”I don't dare?” Luo Chong's tone deepened as he sneered, ”With just you alone, it's not enough for me to not dare!”

”Very well, I shall take the place of Luo Ming for the rest of the Martial Competition to pay my respects.” Lu Yu said.

Luo Ming anxiously said, ”Brother Lu, this is a matter of our family. How can we allow you to join in?”

”There's no need for all of you to continue arguing. According to the White Deer Institute's rules, after the end of the written test, a martial test will be held. Brat, since you want to die so badly, come over here!”

”Luo Ming, you just have to wait for me to finish taking care of this trash!”

After Luo Chong finished speaking, he walked towards the high platform of the Martial Arts Competition.

Luo Ming still had something to say, but Lu Yu patted his shoulder and said, ”Don't worry, I don't think he will have the chance to talk anymore.”

Pan Ying frowned and was about to say something, but he still let out a long sigh.

”Since that's the case, you can return to the academy to stay for the time being. This is my command medallion. With this command medallion, you will be my disciple. ” Pan Yingju took out a command token and handed it over to Luo Ming.

Luo Ming bowed and said, ”Thank you, Master.”

The written test passed a total of a thousand people.

There was something extraordinary about all the articles in this thousand people.

They still had to undergo one more round of martial arts examination, as well as synthesize the results before they could decide whether or not they had the qualifications to enter the White Deer Institute.

The White Deer Institute didn't hold back their attacks. What they wanted were weak and weak scholars who could draw and write calligraphy, and who could throw away their brushes and wield swords.