studiobondurri Chapter 735 - Challenge
Chapter 735 - Challenge
Chapter 735 - Challenge
Liu Po was like a volcano on the verge of erupting. Ever since he had taken the role of an instructor, he had never faced such blatant defiance before. Liu Wuxie had not only challenged his authority as an instructor, but he had even humiliated him by severing his cane.
Many instructors in the surroundings looked over angrily. After all, humiliating Liu Po was no different than humiliating them.
“Boy, I don’t care who you are or whose son you might be. I’ll make sure you crawl out of here today!” Liu Po threw the broken cane to the ground.
But unexpectedly, Liu Wuxie laughed after hearing what Liu Po said. If his suspicions were correct, Liu Po was likely in Liu Xiaotian’s faction and must’ve known about his arrival in the martial field today. He had probably been waiting for an opportunity to cause trouble for Liu Wuxie today.
“And how does our esteemed instructor here plan to torture me?” Liu Wuxie asked with a devilish smile. He wouldn’t be angry if it were a simple conflict, as he would’ve chosen to put up with him for his father’s sake. But at this moment, he decided not to endure any longer. Since this person was from Liu Xiaotian’s faction, he had no reason to show tolerance.
“You have violated the clan’s rules by disrespecting an instructor. I hereby order you to the punishment chamber for six hours!” Liu Po roared. The punishment chamber was meant for disciples with severe clan rules infractions. That wasn’t a place for humans as ordinary people would leave battered. Many disciples would shudder, and their faces would pale with fear even at the thought of entering the chamber.
“Instructor, even if Wuxie is at fault, it’s too excessive to discipline him with the punishment chamber. This is blatant oppression of other disciples!” Liu Xing spoke out, unable to remain silent any longer. He could tell Liu Po was trying to oppress Liu Wuxie on purpose.
While it wasn’t uncommon for instructors to teach the newcomers a lesson to establish their authority, Liu Xing felt Liu Po was purposely trying to make things difficult for Liu Wuxie. He knew Liu Po wouldn’t let it go, no matter what Liu Wuxie said.
“Since you want to plead on his behalf, you can join him in the punishment chamber. You two have three breaths to get into the punishment chamber!” Liu Po declared, his eyes gleaming with malice.
Liu Yue could only watch helplessly by the side. If Liu Wuxie and Liu Xing entered the punishment chamber, they would be bedridden for at least half a month.
The surrounding disciples began to whisper among themselves, some even covering their mouths to laugh. Nothing amused them more than someone being sent into the punishment chamber.
Liu Xing wanted to speak, but Liu Wuxie stopped him with a pat on his shoulder and a shake of his head.
“If you are targeting me, I suggest you give up. With your strength, you’re still not qualified to critique my cultivation. I can let today’s matter slide, but I’ll remember how you tried to strike my brother. One day, I’ll settle this debt with an arm of yours,” Liu Wuxie said. He had decided to let this matter end here today. If it were the past, he would’ve sent Liu Po flying with a slap by now.
But this was the Liu Clan, and his father was the acting patriarch. He had to consider the broader consequences.
If it were back at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Liu Wuxie wouldn’t have hesitated to kill anyone who dared provoke him. Liu Po’s strength was insignificant in his eyes, and such a person wasn’t worthy of guiding him in cultivation. Though Liu Wuxie responded with words instead of actions, his remarks were as humiliating as a slap to Liu Po’s face.
After all, it was humiliating for an instructor to be deemed unworthy of guiding someone in their cultivation. This was like a student telling their teacher they weren’t good enough to teach them.
While Liu Wuxie didn’t retaliate physically, it didn’t mean Liu Po would escape unscathed. Liu Wuxie had already decided to humiliate him today and find an opportunity in the future to exact vengeance—perhaps even taking one of Liu Po’s arms to settle the score for what Liu Xing had suffered.
“He’s a madman!” The surrounding disciples murmured. In their eyes, Liu Wuxie was no different from a madman based on his actions.
“You’ve misunderstood me. The challenge isn’t a duel. Instead, you’ll need to outperform the instructor in all the trials,” Liu Xing clarified. He reminded everyone that fighting was strictly prohibited within the clan, a rule enforced by all patriarchs across generations. Violators would face severe punishment, especially in conflicts between instructors and disciples, to prevent the birth of grudges.
“What kind of trials?” Liu Wuxie asked, intrigued.
“See there? The power stones, rolling logs, gravity platforms, and the devil chamber...” Liu Xing pointed to a row of trials by the side. That place was often used by disciples in their training.
“Challenge!”
“Challenge!”
“Challenge!” It was uncommon for a disciple to challenge an instructor, and the thought thrilled everyone.
Some disciples would challenge the instructors monthly, but successful stories were rare, with most challengers failing miserably.
According to past statistics, those who had succeeded were in the high levels of the Nascent Transformation Realm. At least from the records, no one in the Astral River Realm challenged the instructors.
The Liu Clan had a long legacy, and it wouldn’t be surprising for a prodigy to appear. But their history and memories had long been sealed.
“Brat, you better think carefully. If you fail the challenge, I’ll ensure your days are filled with regret!” Liu Po said, cracking his knuckles. If he defeated Liu Wuxie, the latter would have to train obediently under him in the future. Based on his personality, anyone could foresee he would torture Liu Wuxie.
If Liu Wuxie failed the challenge, he would have to wait until next month for another challenge. The instructors wouldn’t have time to teach the disciples if challenges were allowed daily. In one month, Liu Po could torment Liu Wuxie to his liking.
“I hope you’re capable of amusing me,” Liu Wuxie replied, brushing past Liu Po with indifference as he approached the trials.
He first walked over to the strength stones, each weighing tens of thousands of kilograms and forged through unique methods. The heaviest stone weighed fifty thousand kilograms, and even those at the pinnacle of the Nascent Transformation Realm couldn’t lift it.
Each stone had many runes engraved, which were used to increase the stones’ weight.
The surrounding disciples crowded over excitedly, jockeying for the best spots. Whenever a disciple challenged an instructor, the training was halted for a day, which allowed the other disciples to watch and learn.
“Do you want to go first?” Liu Po asked. As an instructor, it was customary for the disciple to go first according to the rules.
“You can go first,” Liu Wuxie said.
No one found it weird, as it was natural for Liu Wuxie to let the instructor go first since he was new to the martial field. But it would be another story for the veteran disciples, who would naturally go first.
Liu Po walked over to the eighty-thousand-kilogram stone and lowered himself into a squat. The next moment, his strength surged outward, and his muscles tensed.