After his little trip to multiple libraries, Wang Ling went back to the dorms to cultivate. It was already late at night when he returned. As he was going through the road that led to the dorms, he noticed that there were multiple gazes being shot at him by other students.

They were looking at him weirdly as if he was some kind of attraction. Wang Ling saw this but he couldn't care less about what they think of him and continued walking. He soon found his way to his dorm room. He entered and began to cultivate as soon as possible.

The people he had left outside saw him enter his dorm room and smirked to themselves.

"That's the guy who got in through the Combat Admission Examination? Are you kidding me? He actually beat someone from the inner circle?"

"That's him, a one armed swordsman who showed viciousness to Senior Student Tian De. They said that if Teacher Jiang Wen didn't step in, he would have beheaded Senior Student Tian De already."

"Hmph, that's just him being lucky. Do you really think he's that strong? A pinnacle-sky root stage cultivator beating someone at the middle-energy palace stage, do you think that's possible?"

"So do you think you can beat him?"

"Beat him? I can dominate a bastard like that with my eyes closed."

Two students were rowdily talking with one another as they looked at the doors of Wang Ling's room. It was not just them as numerous students were doing the same.

They claimed that Wang Ling won through luck. These students were all geniuses of their own rights and had their own pride. They think that all of them was strong and could beat the upstart that is Wang Ling.

The fame that Wang Ling had been generating through his fight with Tian De is beginning to grate the ears of other students who have too much pride. He had been here for a week and story about his single fight with Tian De had long been heard by many.

Although Wang Ling's had already been here for a week, Wang Ling was too low key as he focused on training that he became unnoticeable by others. He holed up himself in his room for a week and only came out to practice his sword.

The first time Wang Ling came ventured the academy was today. He only came out because he needed a mission to earn points. That was his first exposure to other students.

Now that Wang Ling came out of his 'hole', students who think he is underserving of the attention came out.

Wang Ling's movement since he came out of his dorm and went to the Mission Hall had been tracked by others resulting in the current scene. While others were making such a huge ruckus around Wang Ling's place, a burly man who exuded a manly aura walked in front of Wang Ling's doors.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He started banging on the door as he called out.

"Wang Ling, come out and face me! I want to see how strong you are!"

It was the middle of the night and yet he was issuing a challenge thereby making a huge ruckus. His loud banging on the door was loud but no one stopped him.

They wanted to see how Wang Ling will respond. They waited and waited, but in the end, there was no response from Wang Ling despite the loud banging sound coming from the door.

"What the hell! Why isn't he coming out? Don't tell me he is scared!"

"Ha! What a coward, I told you people, he is underserving of our attention."

"Hmph, but isn't he actually mocking us by keeping his door shut? Isn't he disregarding us and looking down on us?"

Everyone frowned upon hearing this. They knew what this student had said was true. Is Wang Ling a coward or is he just looking down on them? Either way, this made many incense and look at Wang Ling with even more intent to battle.

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Bang! Bang! Bang~

Wang Ling did not have a lot of time to prepare as the meet up with the other students were only three days after. Using the time he had been given, Wang Ling did his best to train so he can raise his strength and master the techniques he ought to master.

Concerning the ruckus outside, he couldn't care less and just continued with his cultivation. He cultivated diligently until the very last of his spirit stone. When midnight struck, Wang Ling's spirit stones had been drained away.

The hundreds of spirit stones he had with him was used up but he was far from reaching the very pinnacle of sky root stage. He was still accumulating spirit qi even though he had already spent a lot of resources.

Wang Ling frowned. As expected, the amount of spirit qi needed to break through the next stage was unimaginable. He is just on the earlier stages of cultivation yet the amount of spirit qi he needs is already so many.

This made Wang Ling wonder: if he went back with Wang Shu Qing to the central regions, would he drain the resources of his family just before reaching nascent soul stage?

"It is a bother but I should refrain from fighting with Wang Hong for cultivation resources." Wang Ling said as he closed his eyes and went back to cultivating.

Resources are not infinite. Grooming someone to become a celestial is not an easy task. The amount of resources that will be burn in that process is unimaginable. Wang Hong was a talented youth who's sure to reach celestial stage.

One could only imagine the amount of resources that will be poured into grooming Wang Hong. No matter how strong or big the Wang family is, Wang Ling knows that if he comes into the picture with his humongous consumption of resources. He will quickly go through the treasury of the family.

The truth of him not going back is that he didn't want his family get suspicions and turn his family into pauper trying to supply him with resources. There was also a chance of forming a conflict with younger brother if they fought for the resources so he would rather not accept such a thing.

His goal was to have his family reach the apex with him, not destroy it from having a stupid sibling quarrel. Rivalry is welcomed by Wang Ling but he did not want to fight with Wang Hong.

Wang Hong was his brother and by doing something like leaving the family and planning to take the resources of others. Wang Ling will be able to avoid any form of conflict. In Wang Ling's mind, exploiting his family was a big no while squeezing an academy for resources is acceptable.

Wang Ling's cultivation ended when he finally felt sleepy and had to rest. It was already 3'oclock in the morning but Wang Ling doesn't really need a long rest and only needs around two hours of sleep.

The banging on his doors has already stopped as the agitated students had long left. Wang Ling slept for a good two hours before coming out of his room. There were two more days before the appointed date.

When Wang Ling came out of his room, he saw someone outside sleeping with his arms crossed. The 'obstacle' in front of him made it impossible for him to leave his room. Seeing this, Wang Ling called out to the guy but there was no response.

He did this for a couple more of times but the 'obstacle' did not even budged as he was too deep into dreamland. The 'obstacle' had a rigid look on his face as he slept. Wang Ling looked at the 'obstacle' before sending him flying with a kick.

Thud!

The 'obstacle' was sent flying Wang Ling gave him a good kick on the face, the obstacle landed on his head a couple of meters away. Because of that kick and his bad fall, the 'obstacle' woke up.

He quickly rose from the ground and angrily started looking around to find the bastard who had kicked him.

"You bastard, you dare assault me with such cowardly moves? If you didn't want to fight me, it is fine, but you actually dared attack me while I sleep?"

The guy that Wang Ling has sent flying was the burly man that had kept banging on Wang Ling's door. He had spent the entire night in front of Wang Ling and because of boredom, he went to sleep without his knowledge.

Wang Ling looked at the rowdy fellow for a moment but said nothing back and just went to the side to train. Not caring to clear up the misunderstanding, Wang Ling began warming his body up by performing the Eight Tiger Maneuvers.

This technique enables Wang Ling to train his body and muscles. For the past month, Wang Ling's body had slowly started shaping up what he wanted. His body was not burly but his body was condensed and held a lot of power.

When Wang Ling first trained his body with the Eight Tiger Maneuver, he needed a lot of time just to finish a single set. However, this time was different. With his body beginning to strengthen, Wang Ling needed only a few minutes in order to complete the whole thing.

He deduced that once he reaches nascent soul stage the effects of the Eight Tiger Maneuver will be lost.

While Wang Ling was just about to perform the sixth maneuver, he felt danger and immediately ducked. A fist flew pass him that was filled with spirit qi, it was clearly an attack meant to injure him.

Swoosh!

Dodging the sneak attack. Wang Ling twisted his body and sent out a thunderous punch! As fast as lightning and as loud as thunder, Wang Ling executed Thunder Fist against his opponent.

Bang!

However, it seems like the attacker was prepared to receive his attack and confronted his fist head on. Wang Ling's fist hit the other party's chest yet the other party was only sent flying a couple of meters away.

"That's a little strong! But it is not enough to beat someone of the inner circle. You beat an inner circle student didn't you? Show the power you use to beat someone of that caliber."

It was the 'obstacle' who made that punch. Wang Ling gazed at that guy with coldness in his eyes.

"Fighting you won't gain me anything. Scram out of here, I don't wish to fight you." With his usual calmness, Wang Ling spoke to the guy in front of him.

The guy was stunned for a moment before grinning like a fool. He turned to Wang Ling with mocking eyes.

"Are you scared? Why don't you just admit it and say to the whole academy that you're scared to fight, me, Fang Yan!"

"I don't want to waste my time on someone like you; but if you really want to fight me, then bet something that might incur my interest."

"Bet? What do you mean?"

"Bet anything that might spark my interest, wait, you don't have to think. Just bet 500 points and we'll have a fight."

Fang Yan heard Wang Ling and smiled. This man in front of him was a greedy person, that's what he had thought. Nonetheless, Fang Yan agreed to Wang Ling's terms.

"Alright, I'll bet with you, but do you even have 500 points with you?" he asked after remembering that Wang Ling was someone who had just entered the academy.

"Don't worry, I have one thousand spirit stones with me. If I lose, I'll pay you with that." Wang Ling easily lied his way through it and Fang Yan did not suspect him of anything.

People who enters the academy usually belongs to large family.

Wang Ling held a cold look on his face but was celebrating inside his heart. He was about to get money without much problem.

Fang Yan who was opposite of him took a stance. He carried no weapon as his whole body was already one.

Fang Yan took pride of his solid and powerful body to the point that he became a close combat warrior who specializes in hand to hand combat. Wang Ling did the same and took a stance.

"Aren't you going to use your sword?" Fang Yan had heard that Wang Ling was a swordsman. Seeing that Wang Ling didn't even took out his sword. Fang Yan frowned at the thought of Wang Ling belittling him

"Its fine, I am also proficient in fist techniques and other form of techniques." Wang Ling said as he stood there silently.

Fang Yan's face became even uglier.

"I'm going to make you regret this!" Fang Yan said as he dashed forth to make Wang Ling bow down to him and see if this person was legit or not.

Fang Yan was fast and with his burly body, he was like a speeding fortress. He drew back his right fist and got ready to hit Wang Ling. Circulating his spirit qi, Fang Yan used up two of this nine qi pillars.

"Dragon Fist! I'll turn your bones into dust!" Fang Yan had a wide smile on his face as he roared.

Fang Yan's fist was like a dragon that could destroy a boulder to smithereens. Manifesting a savage aura, Fang Yan struck forth with terrifying roars of the dragn accompanying him.

The might of his pinnacle-sky root stage cultivation was unleashed.

Wang Ling did the same as Fang Yan and dashed forward to meet the attack. Fang Yan used a fist technique and Wang Ling did the same to counter his.

The only fist technique he had currently mastered to consummation is Thunder Fist. It was a mortal rank martial technique, the lowest of the low. But Wang Ling had mastered this technique to consummation.

Circulating his spirit qi and using up a single qi pillar that contained supreme spirit qi and hellish qi, a tyrannical might exploded out of Wang Ling.

The air trembled as his fist flew forward with indomitable might. The booming sound his fist made as it travelled to the air made it sound like a thunder storm was coming.

Boom!

The two fists collided. The explosion of the collision was so loud that the students who were soundly sleeping woke up and came out of their dorms.

"What happened!?" many exclaimed as they rushed out the dorms to see what caused such an explosion to occur.

Dust were everywhere as the explosion caused by Wang Ling's and Fang Yan's attack created a wave of spirit qi that resulted in having the dust be blown away.

The students who were coming out of their room turned their attention to this dust filled battlefield and waited for the dust to settle down.

As the dust settled, one figure was left standing on the ground as the other was blown away on a nearby tree with a few broken fingers.

Wang Ling had won the exchanged.