Berserk God of War
Chapter 242 - 242 242 High-level Hong-grade Beast Skill Black Vortex Fist

242: Chapter 242 High-level Hong-grade Beast Skill, Black Vortex Fist 242: Chapter 242 High-level Hong-grade Beast Skill, Black Vortex Fist The words “Spirit Martial Root” suddenly drew everyone’s attention, and Elder Wei’s face changed slightly.

Trouble was likely on its way…

Sure enough, the person conducting the entry tests at the gate also took notice, and the previously haughty old student’s face darkened as he turned and walked inside.

Upon seeing this, Elder Wei exclaimed in alarm, “This is bad, even with a recommendation letter, you might still be expelled because of your Spirit Martial Root.”

Previously, Ning Jingjing’s plan was to rely on the recommendation letter to help Sikong Jing bypass the first three rounds of martial exams.

In the later Martial Combat Test, no one would care about the Martial Root, and as long as Sikong Jing made a bloody path for himself, he would inevitably catch the attention of the powerhouses from Long Night Star Palace.

By then, even if it was revealed, there was still a chance, but now they had encountered someone from the Eagle Domain.

The male student had already approached the two men from the Eagle Domain and inquired, “Who did you just say is a Spirit Martial Root?”

“It’s him,” one of them pointed at Sikong Jing.

The other added, “His name is Sikong Jing.

He was expelled by the Black Burning Army three days ago because of his Spirit Martial Root, and now he has actually entered Long Night Star Palace.

We suspect they used some kind of cheating method to get in.”

After speaking, they both glared viciously at Sikong Jing.

The older student looked at Sikong Jing with a cold face and said, “He didn’t cheat his way in; he had a recommendation letter…

But, even with a recommendation letter, the Spirit Martial Root cannot participate in the final Martial Combat Test.”

With that, he took a fierce step forward and demanded, “Tell me, are you a Spirit Martial Root?”

Sikong Jing slightly lifted his eyelids and casually replied, “Yes!”

Upon hearing that, Elder Wei inwardly let out a wry smile, it seemed the young miss’s kindness was going to be in vain.

“Then now, take your recommendation letter and get out of Long Night Star Palace,” the old student said in a tone cold as ice.

Everyone around, including the two from the Eagle Domain, burst into laughter.

This guy was really unlucky; even with a recommendation letter, he could only get lost.

But who asked him to be so useless?

Having a Spirit Martial Root and still daring to come here, isn’t that just asking for trouble?

“Oh?

May I ask which rule of Long Night Star Palace says that a Spirit Martial Root cannot participate in the Martial Combat Test?

And which rule says that the recommendation letter must be invalidated?” Sikong Jing calmly retorted.

Ning Jingjing had already told him before leaving that if something unexpected happened and he was discovered earlier than planned, he should respond this way.

Long Night Star Palace did not have such an explicit regulation; it was merely customary.

And customs can be broken by one thing…

Fists!

The old student was taken aback, then suddenly leaned in and said, “It looks like you did your homework before coming here.

Indeed, there is no explicit rule, but according to custom, the Spirit Martial Root must leave, or else it’s an insult to Xingluo Palace.”

“Even if your recommendation letter is from Long Night’s Emperor, you must leave.”

He was utterly unsympathetic and exceedingly harsh toward Sikong Jing.

But Sikong Jing remained as calm as ever and slowly asked, “Are you a student or an instructor?”

“I am Gu Wei, a second-year student of Long Night Star Palace.

Are you implying that I don’t have the authority to expel you?”

“Hahaha, now I’ll tell you just how much power an old student of Xingluo Palace has.”

“Get out, or I’ll break your legs,” he threatened.

As he finished speaking, rolling True Qi surged towards Sikong Jing, revealing the presence of someone in the Innate Martial Scripture Realm.

The instructors and other old students at the gate had also noticed the commotion but continued with the tests, ignoring the situation, clearly condoning Gu Wei’s actions.

The crowd of onlookers began to swell, amazed by Gu Wei’s realm, reaching the Martial Scripture Realm in just his second year.

He was truly worthy of Long Night Star Palace.

Meanwhile, the two men from the Eagle Domain laughed with glee, shouting, “Sikong Jing, aren’t you going to get lost?”

Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, ignoring them and replied to Gu Wei, “So, the senior student is trying to use me to establish his authority, but you’ve chosen the wrong person.

I’m not the one for you to demonstrate your power on.”

After finishing his words, Sikong Jing also took a step forward, his aura soaring to the peak of the Desolate Martial Realm.

After absorbing the essence blood and inner core of the Black Swirl Ape, Sikong Jing’s realm had reached the Peak of the Desolate Martial Realm.

He was just one step away from reaching the Innate Martial Acupoint Realm.

The spectators exchanged glances.

Someone said, “Does this kid with the Spirit Martial Root actually intend to challenge a senior student?”

“It looks very likely, look, his momentum is rising.”

“Speaking of which, has the kid with the Spirit Martial Root also lost his mind?

A Desolate Realm challenging a senior student of the Innate Martial Scripture Realm?

Isn’t that plainly a suicide mission?”

Following the crowd’s sentiments, most people thought Sikong Jing had lost his mind.

However, Elder Wei understood what Sikong Jing was about to do and softly remarked, “Sikong Jing, even though they are both in the Innate Martial Scripture Realm, Sun Gan and the students of the Long Night Star Palace are not comparable.

You need to be cautious.”

Sun Gan was just a soldier, while these students were individuals with exceptional talent nurtured by the Xingluo Palace.

What they cultivated were cream of the crop resources.

Even if Sun Gan was an elite soldier, he was trained for combat, where the importance of individual strength was relatively low.

Sikong Jing naturally understood this, but he was now completely different from when he killed Sun Gan.

On the other side, Gu Wei burst out laughing, “Establish authority?”

“What makes you think a person with a Spirit Martial Root has the right to make me establish my authority?

I’m merely fulfilling the requirements of the Long Night Star Palace, and since you refuse to see reason, don’t blame me for not being polite.”

“Now, I will break your legs.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Wei lightly stepped forward, completely unfazed by Sikong Jing’s presence as a practitioner of the Desolate Realm.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing crouched and made a punching gesture, whispering softly, “Beast Skill, Black Vortex Fist!”

Roar…

A roaring sound seemed to explode from Sikong Jing’s punching force.

In that instant, Sikong Jing transformed into a fearsome black ape, charging towards Gu Wei with a booming cry!

The latter looked slightly taken aback by Sikong Jing’s momentum and then sneered, “Overestimating your abilities!”

Having said that, he casually threw a punch back at Sikong Jing…

Their fists met, and the air suddenly became stagnant at that moment.

Then Gu Wei’s face changed dramatically, contorted in shock.

With a groan, he was sent flying like a cannonball, hitting hard against the large pillar of the Xingluo Palace’s main gate.

Afterward, he began to slowly slide down.

“Truly overestimating…

Impossible.”

The two from the Eagle Domain were still laughing, but suddenly became alarmed, realizing that it wasn’t Sikong Jing of the Canglong Domain who flew away, but Gu Wei.

The entire place also fell silent, as everyone rubbed their eyes, doubting if they had seen incorrectly.

Elder Wei was also left dumbfounded, murmuring, “Sikong Jing’s Fist Skill seems to be, seems to be…

high-level Hong-grade.”

“Gu Wei, what happened?”

At that moment, a middle-aged man came from the doorway, looking puzzled at Gu Wei who was slumped against the pillar.

This middle-aged man was naturally an instructor from the Long Night Star Palace.

Gu Wei opened his mouth, quickly leaped up and said, “Nothing, Master Wang, I was just a bit careless, that’s all.”

No sooner had he spoken than Sikong Jing sneered, “Really just careless?

Then please make sure not to be careless again next time.”