Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 763: Fight 10 People

Chapter 763 -763: Fight 10 People

Red Cliff City had a population of several hundred thousand.

Because of the fog blockade, even though there were pathways of Holy Ancestor’s Way connecting it to other cities and the villages below, the city was more like an independent vassal state.

This was not much different from the Immortal Cities in the Haotian Realm.

The forces that controlled this city were mainly the City Lord’s Mansion, the Noble Clans, and the Martial Pavilions, with the City Lord’s Mansion reigning supreme, the Noble Clans occupying the middle ground, and the Martial Pavilions at the bottom – the hierarchy was clear and strictly enforced!

As a martial artist from a village, Wang Chen, if he wanted to make something of himself, had only the choice of pledging allegiance to one of these three powers.

“Either a Noble Clan or a Martial Pavilion.”

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Shi Yan suggested, “Each has its advantages and disadvantages.”

There were dozens of large and small Noble Clans in Red Cliff City, running many industries and businesses. Joining any one of them wouldn’t be too bad, at least the basic cultivation resources were guaranteed.

But to join a Noble Clan, one had to sign a Blood Covenant and serve them for twenty or thirty years before gaining freedom.

And the starting status was very low; one needed to strive to climb upwards.

As for the Martial Pavilions, there were many more than the Noble Clans, and as long as one had the strength of the Bone Refining Realm, one could make a living there.

Relative to the Noble Clans, it was freer, but the treatment was definitely much poorer.

How to choose between a Noble Clan and a Martial Pavilion was up to Wang Chen’s own will!

Shi Yan spoke very carefully and earnestly. After Wang Chen finished listening, he curiously asked, “Then why can’t one choose the City Lord’s Mansion?”

“The City Lord’s Mansion generally only recruits the offspring of Noble Clans.”

Shi Yan said with a wry smile, “We can’t even get through the door!”

In fact, the City Lord’s Mansion was the largest Noble Clan. While there were various conflicts and disputes among the Noble Clans, they could also be seen as a whole, governed by their own set of rules.

Unless Wang Chen was a standout genius, who became famous and caught their eye, there was no chance of entering the City Lord’s Mansion.

“Then let’s choose a Martial Pavilion.”

Wang Chen thought for a moment and said, “I don’t want to sign a Blood Covenant.”

Shi Yan nodded, “Mm.”

Actually, according to Shi Laowu’s original idea, he had planned to “sell” Wang Chen to a certain Noble Clan.

By doing so, both he and Little Stone Village would benefit somehow.

But later, Shi Laowu changed his mind, and before parting, he specifically told Shi Yan to respect Wang Chen’s choice.

Wang Chen evidently wasn’t the kind of youth willing to submit to others, and his choice to join a Martial Pavilion was completely within Shi Yan’s expectations: “Tomorrow I’ll take you to Hongyi Martial Hall.”

The two made do with a night’s stay in an inn, and early the next morning, set out for the Hongyi Martial Hall that Shi Yan had mentioned.

This Martial Hall wasn’t too far away, but it was also not located on the bustling streets of the city, sitting somewhat sequestered instead.

Just as they arrived at the Martial Hall’s gate, Wang Chen heard shouts echoing from inside.

The main gate was wide open, revealing a large courtyard inside where twenty or thirty people were practicing martial techniques.

All of them were bare-chested, displaying sturdy torsos, their skin covered in sheens of sweat that glistened like syrup with hot steam rising, each completely focused on throwing punches and kicks, exuding a fierce and impressive aura.

A middle-aged martial artist supervised them on the side.

The man obviously noticed the arrival of Wang Chen and Shi Yan. He called out “Stop,” then walked unhurriedly to the gate, asking politely, “What can I help you with, gentlemen?”

“Master Liu, do you remember me?”

Shi Yan quickly paid his respects, “I’m Shi Yan from Little Stone Village, we had a meal together at Tongfu Restaurant three years ago.”

The middle-aged martial artist was startled for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter, “I was wondering why you looked so familiar, turns out it’s Brother Shi, please, come in!”

“Don’t be formal.”

Shi Yan explained, “I’ve come this time to introduce a promising young man from our village to you.”

He pointed at Wang Chen beside him, “Wang Chen, fifteen years old, Bone Refining Realm!”

“Hm?”

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Master Liu’s eyes lit up, “Fifteen years old and in the Bone Refining Realm? Are you serious? You’d better not be lying to me!”

Local villagers often came to the Martial Pavilion to recommend newcomers, but martial artists in the Bone Refining Realm who were only fifteen were extremely rare.

One should know that in the villages below, the conditions were harsh, and many people struggled to fill their stomachs, while cultivating martial arts and body refinement was very resource-intensive. Even if a prodigy emerged, they were easily buried and wasted.

Master Liu wasn’t quite convinced that such a pie in the sky could fall into his own lap.

“Of course, it’s true.”

Before Shi Yan could answer, Wang Chen pointed to the disciples inside the courtyard and said confidently, “Like them, I can beat ten!”

Good heavens!

Shi Yan almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and Master Liu’s eyes also widened in shock.

As for those Martial Pavilion disciples who had been named, there was an uproar!

“What?”

“Beat ten?”

“Kid, don’t be too arrogant!”

“Heh, he really doesn’t know how high the sky or how deep the earth is.”

“All of you get back, let me teach this bumpkin a lesson!”

These Martial Pavilion disciples were mostly in their late teens or early twenties, full of youthful vigour and hot-blooded temperament, and they couldn’t stand being slighted and challenged by the rural youth, Wang Chen!

Some cursed aloud, some glared fiercely, and yet others rushed forward to show Wang Chen a thing or two!

Master Liu stopped his disciples and said with a smile, “Here’s the deal, let’s not talk about ten, but if you can defeat three of them, I will inform the pavilion master and grant you the position of martial master!”

Under normal circumstances, martial artists like Wang Chen who came seeking their fortune would have to start as apprentices.

But if Wang Chen truly could take on ten, then he certainly qualified to instruct the disciples.

“It’s a deal.”

Wang Chen replied readily, “You can pick three, five, or even ten of them.”

He had come to Red Cliff City to make a name for himself and find Hu Jiaojiao as soon as possible, so he didn’t want to take a low-key route.

Most important of all, Wang Chen now had the confidence to take a high-profile stance!

Seeing Wang Chen’s confidence, Master Liu became serious.

After some thought, he called out, “Wu, Su Qi, Chen Kui, the three of you come and test this young brother’s weight, remember to stop at touch in the spells of fists and feet.”

Immediately, three Martial Pavilion disciples stepped forward, eyeing Wang Chen with hands rubbed and a fierce look!

The ones who had not been chosen were quite annoyed, but since the three picked by Master Liu were among the strongest, they could only wait quietly for the outcome.

Under all the watchful eyes, Wang Chen stood in the middle of the courtyard and gestured to the three Martial Pavilion disciples, “All three of you, come at once.”

Wu, Su Qi, and Chen Kui glanced at each other and suddenly shouted, charging at Wang Chen together.

The three were not weak, and they also coordinated well with each other, launching a formidable assault that, in an instant, sealed all of Wang Chen’s room for evasion and movement.

Fist after fist, foot after foot hailed down on Wang Chen, every move powerful and ferocious.

In this moment, all three vented the resentment that had been piling up inside them.

Master Liu muttered to himself that this was bad news and moved to intercept.

He certainly didn’t want any deaths on his hands.

But the Martial Pavilion martial master was met only with a blur before his eyes as three figures suddenly flew backwards!

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