The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 328 - 169: The Eve of the Blood Covenant_1

The sunset was fading and dusk had begun to rise.

The students streamed out of the teaching hall, their faces still reflected complex emotions of shock and surprise.

Four hours... such huge gains!

Such high-quality lessons have only been counted on one hand since they entered the Southern Campus.

If it were a senior or star mentor over the age of fifty, or even a hundred, they wouldn’t feel so uneasy.

The key point was that the teacher who conducted the class had only stepped onto The Path of Controlling Spirits just a few months ago.

Their actual age difference was infinitesimal.

This was a heavy blow, wasn’t it?

What’s that term again, dimensional reduction blow, right?

Yao An, Lu Mei, Xuan Yuwu... all looked dazed.

However, just as they were exiting the teaching hall, they were suddenly surprised to see a giant figure outside the door.

It was an ape, hunched back and standing there, and one could still notice its eight-pack abs.

It had broad shoulders, thick arms, and huge feet, which made it look extraordinarily powerful altogether, with one punch enough to bring prey to tears.

"Is this... the Strength Ape?"

"A Strength Ape at the Perfection level of Rainbow Light, I think there is only one in our academy..."

Xuan Yuwu opened her mouth, dumbfounded.

Following her gaze, indeed, there was a human figure lying on the Strength Ape’s back.

He was not exceptionally tall, a few centimeters shorter than the average adult man.

Yet, he had a ripped physique, his robust life field spreading outward, visible from a distance like a distinctive flame.

"Which one of you is Master Han? Quickly come and duel with me!"

Ma Nongmei stood up, with the Strength Ape underneath him holding his ankle to ensure that he wouldn’t fall.

His voice was as deafening as thunder. Even the least perceptive students were aware of his presence.

For a moment... there was a deafening silence!

The discussion surrounding Master Han abruptly halted.

Everyone gazed at the man and the ape, some rubbed their eyes disbelievingly, only to find that it was not an illusion, it perfectly matched the combination in their memory.

"No way, even the defeated Fighter Ma Nongmei, how did he get here?"

"He opens his mouth to challenge Master Han, this is very much like Ma Nongmei, exactly his style!"

The whispering discussion went on. Ye Hanjun, who had just stepped out, was slightly stunned.

Ma Nongmei... this name seems familiar.

He remembered now, Renwo Kuang had mentioned that among the Ten Talents of the Southern Campus, this person was ranked tenth, a complete battle-addicted maniac.

No one in the Southern Campus could match his obsession with fighting.

His most infamous battle was challenging the Ten Talents consecutively and losing all ten.

It wasn’t until a senior graduated, and with the Promoted Fighter’s own progress, that he squeezed into the tenth place, and had been there for half a year.

"Where is Master Han? I want to challenge him!"

Ma Nongmei shouted loudly, like a vendor at a vegetable market, disregarding the stares of others.

The several mentors who followed him out turned a strange expression.

Ye Liang tilted his head in surprise.

Elder Xu was all smiles, leaving people unable to guess what he was thinking.

Song Qiuming was slightly stunned, then lifted the corners of his mouth. He stopped the action of summoning his Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, stood still at the original place, with a look of watching a play on his face.

"How did this nutcase end up here, wasn’t he bedridden in the hospital a few days ago?"

You Jin muttered softly, his eyes revolving twice.

Seeing that his master, NanHua Qiu, was keeping mute and didn’t seem to want to intervene, he closed his mouth and kept his usual silence.

Unexpectedly, Ye Hanjun pursed his mouth and was about to answer.

Zhuang Wenyao stepped forward with a smile and greeted the man and the ape:

"Brother Nongmei, what are you doing?"

"It has always been known that students could spar amongst each other, how did it turn into a friction between a student and a mentor?"

"What difference does it make?"

Ma Nongmei looked down from above, his thick eyebrows raised up, and replied unhappily:

"No matter who he is, I’ve heard many people say Master Han is unfathomably powerful, and after inquiring, I rushed over without stopping when I confirmed that he was giving a lecture here today."

"I— officially challenge him!"

"What could be more passionate than fighting? Basking in fresh blood! Muscles colliding! Killing each other! These are what real men should do!"

"Ma Nongmei, that’s enough."

Tan Ziping interrupted coldly and reminded without any expression:

"How long has it been since Master Han was promoted to the 2nd position, even if his mutant witch has outstanding bloodline, it still needs time to grow."

"And you? How long have you been promoted to the 2nd position? You must have spent a lot of time and energy on nurturing this Strength Ape, right?"

"Just hearing about it made you have such a strong desire to win or lose. Why can’t you think carefully whether this challenge is fair and just? It’s surprising that you are a ’Fighter’."

Tan Ziping’s words were blunt.

Such a confrontational war of words was something regular students rarely heard.

They held their breath, not even blinking their eyes, not wanting to miss any exciting moments.

"Ahh, is that so?"

Ma Nongmei’s enthusiastic expression froze, the momentum he had built up could no longer be maintained.

"Then how long does he need before he can fight me? One month? Two months? Three months?"

"..."

Tan Ziping shook his head, not wanting to talk to this musclehead anymore.

"You ask Master Han yourself, I won’t bother with you."