The Nine Sun God King
14. Small Success in Cultivation 2

"Teacher, is this competition important? If it doesn't matter, we don't have to follow it!" Qin Yun comforted Yang Shiyue.

"Class competition is not just about winning or losing but about deciding on class resources this semester. If you lose, you will not receive any resources but if you win, you will receive more resources." Yang Shiyue said, "If you don't have the resources, then this semester will be difficult."

"This.." The corner of Qin Yun's eyes twitched. It was clear that they were risking their lives in the competition. He asked, "Teacher, what is included in this resource?"

"Twenty thousand crystal coins and two middle grade spirit pills: a breath forging pill. Allocated based on class rank. In addition, there are also high grade martial arts skills and all the students within the class can learn them. If you win two rounds in a row, you will get a double prize. "

When Qin Yun heard about the resources that Yang Shiyue mentioned, he cursed the Empress in his heart.

The Empress must have known about these rules, which was why she asked other students to move to other classes. As a result, there was only one student in Grade 9, and his defeat in the competition was inevitable.

The senior disciples around the competition venue found it extremely amusing when they saw Qin Yun's anxious expression.

"Class 9 lost before the match because it required at least ten people in this class competition and there was only one person in Class 9."

"Qin Yun has offended the Empress. I have to say that the Empress is absolutely brilliant. With this trick, Qin Yun would not be able to obtain any resources this semester."

"Without resources to practice or improve cultivation then he would have to cancel the next semester. If she was no longer a student of Hua Ling Wu Academy then the Empress would be able to clear it up."

"Haha, ninth grade is really pitiful. I wonder what Master Yang has in mind right now."

The senior disciples standing at the side were enjoying the match, chatting, and laughing.

"Because of the special circumstances this year, there is only one student in a class. So to ensure fairness, the rules of the group competition had been changed to a single fight. This year, the group competition will be two single fights!"

As Dean Zhang said this, Qin Yun suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

The new inter-class disciple competition this time around had completely canceled the group battle!

This included the people and Yang Shiyue, they were all extremely shocked!

"Hua Ling Wu Academy does not allow people to cause trouble in secret. Rules are dead things and the man lives. If there are special circumstances, they can be changed," Dean Zhang said coldly. He was very dissatisfied with the Empress' actions.

"Although that was the case, the ninth grade still had no chance of winning! Although Qin Yun was able to defeat Qin Tianyi in the Imperial Palace but he was also injured by the Elder. The internal wound must be very severe."

"The other "classes were filled with talented students. There were disciples with legendary Martial Spirits as well there were some who had four and five spirit veins. No one is weak. The injured Qin Yun was definitely not their match. "

"Even if Qin Yun wins one match, he won't be able to win the second because he has to win two games in a row."

When Yang Shiyue heard the crowd discussion, she said to Qin Yun in a low voice, "No need to be sad. We will not participate in this battle. There's another way to get resources."

Qin Yun had to win two rounds in a row before he could obtain the resources!

For him, two consecutive battles was not an easy matter. There are a lot of students in other classes and in the two games there must be different students to compete with.

"Teacher, my inner Qi is spinning and my injury is already better so I want to fight!" Qin Yun said to Yang Shiyue in a small voice.

For the sake of rich resources, for the sake of Yang Shiyue's class and glory, he had to rise and compete and should not retreat.

"really? Quick and energy circulation to make your Qi pulsate!" Yang Shiyue looked worried as she hurriedly grabbed Qin Yun's wrist to confirm.

Qin Yun took a deep breath for a moment before closing his eyes. Circulating the Black Yang Art then his inner Qi started pulsing.

Yang Shiyue quickly sensed Qin Yun's inner vibration. What made it more was that the inner Qi was pulsing violently. It could no longer be called a throbbing vibration but a loud vibration!

He knew of course knew the Black Yang Art very well because he had given the Black Yang Art to Qin Yun. It took at least ten days to reach his basic understanding.

Just one night!

The advancement of cultivation techniques is generally divided into five stages: Initiation, Small Success, Great Success, Perfection and Empowerment.

Yang Shiyue suppressed her shock inwardly and said solemnly to Qin Yun, "You can fight! But you have to remember not to push too far. If in the end you injure your soul, it will have a huge impact on your cultivation in the future. "

The goal in this match between new disciples was to let the new disciple understand the cruelty of the fight!

Defeat means they don't get the resources. If he were to lose here, he would most likely lose his life.

After the draw was completed, Yang Shiyue received a lot for Class 7. Class 9 they have to fight with Class 7!

A one-match defeat means being disqualified. Until in the end there were only four people left, It was extremely cruel!

Winning the game will yield more resources. Although full of temptation, it will also be accompanied by great risks. As long as he loses a game then he will lose all his resources this semester. That's so cruel!

"Alright, let's select representatives from each class now!" Shouted Dean Zhang.

Yang Shiyue did not need to choose her class representative because she only had Qin Yun as her disciple.

Soon, each class selected their representatives for the first round.

The one who was going to be Qin Yun's opponent was Yan Zhongming, who had just moved from grade 9 to Grade 7. He had four sun spirit veins and a golden Fire Martial Spirit.

"Yan Zhongming is the grandson of Great General Yan. Back then, this old turtle had participated in extracting my spirit vein," Qin Yun thought to himself.

“Remember what I said earlier.” Yang Shiyue reminded him once again that Qin Yun was his only disciple and that nothing should happen to him.

Without a doubt, an overwhelming number of people were watching the battle between Qin Yun and Yan Zhongming.

"Yan Zhongming is the grandson of a General. Since childhood he had received a lot of martial arts guidance past his strength must have been incredible."

"of course! As for Qin Yun, he was crippled at the age of ten and had been left abandoned for five years. He could only defeat Qin Tianyi out of luck."

Qin Yun walked up to the dueling platform and heard the ridicule of the audience. He clenched his hands tightly. The humiliation and ridicule he had endured over the past five years was only a form of training for him, but today, he had to show the results of his training!

"Qin Yun, get down on your knees! Apologize to the Empress here!" When Yan Zhongming saw Qin Yun rising up on the stage, he used a commanding tone and shouted at Qin Yun, "As long as you acknowledge your mistake, I will show mercy!"

"Compense! My father never even told me to kneel and bow, so who do you think you are? Your grandfather, General, could he already be Emperor Tian Qin?" Qin Yun said with a sneer, "Your grandfather is just an old dog under the Empress. Why are you so proud of him?"

The disciples who were watching all laughed with, causing Yan Zhongming to be immediately enraged. He roared, "My grandfather is not someone who can be insulted by a cripple like you!"

He suddenly stretched out three fingers and his cold voice was filled with disdain as he said, "Three moves! I only need three moves to make you completely paralyzed!"

"Class 7 against Class 9, start!" An elder shouted loudly.

Yan Zhongming's furious shot towards Qin Yun was like an arrow that had left the bowstring with light footsteps.

"This is the Fallen Phoenix Step! A high grade foot movement technique, Yan Zhongming had learned it. It's pretty impressive."

"The Falling Phoenix Steps was a pretty good martial art."

All the new disciples, just yesterday awakened their martial spirits so they did not have time to study the inner power. Therefore during the class competition, it was a test for those who had been cultivating since childhood, as well as the foundation of their family martial arts.