Berserk God of War
Chapter 249 - 249 249 All Garbage Goods

249: Chapter 249 All Garbage Goods 249: Chapter 249 All Garbage Goods “The second choice, you must prove yourself.”

Bai Changwu spoke again, “Here at Long Night Star Palace, we value talent above all, so even with a Spirit Martial Root, you have a chance to become an Inner Palace student.

Just complete the task I give you, and you can achieve it.”

Raising his head, Sikong Jing did not speak, just listening quietly.

“Within three days, go to Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, kill three of their second-year or above Inner Palace students, and bring back their heads, and you can become an Inner Palace student of the Long Night Star Palace.”

This sentence was uttered slowly, and a chilling smile appeared on Bai Changwu’s lips.

The entire crowd’s eyes widened, and then one by one, their expressions became extremely animated…

Indeed, it was a very interesting decision; going to the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace to kill three second-year Inner Palace students was like going to one’s death.

It was an impossible task.

The formidable power of the Inner Palace students could not even be compared to that of a middle-aged guard from the Lan Family, much less to someone like Gu Wei.

Each of them was extraordinarily talented…

Presently, like Young Master Le, they inevitably couldn’t beat Sikong Jing, but just becoming an Inner Palace student and staying in the Xingluo Palace for a year, ten Sikong Jings wouldn’t be a match for him.

Sikong Jing’s eyes turned icy; this was clearly troubling him, not giving him any chance at all.

He had assumed too much before; a strong fist could indeed carve out a path of blood, could indeed gain attention, but that was under circumstances where the other party was not prejudiced.

A slight smirk played at the corner of Sikong Jing’s mouth…

He recalled what Tan Yue had mentioned before, that the Long Night Star Palace was full of folks like Vice Dean Bai Changkong.

Indeed, so arrogant, each and every one of them.

In fact, Sikong Jing hadn’t ever thought about being an Inner Palace student; what he wanted was to reach the top three and thus get a chance to heal Su Yuexi’s meridians and Dantian.

Originally, he also felt that just becoming a regular student would later give him time to work his way up step by step.

But Bai Changwu, he gave no time.

Seeing Sikong Jing’s expression change unpredictably, Bai Changwu said indifferently: “Now tell me, your choice?”

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing slowly replied, “Before I make my choice, I want to ask if there is a rule in Xingluo Palace that the top three new student martial testers can make a request to the Palace Master?”

At this remark, the whole place went quiet, having suddenly forgotten this matter.

If Sikong Jing could indeed make a request, he might truly have a chance to stay easily.

Then Bai Changwu’s eyes slightly chilled, he coldly stated, “Indeed, there is such a rule, but the premise is that you must become an Inner Palace student first, so you can’t make any requests.”

Suddenly, Sikong Jing’s eyes flared with cold light, this was simply being unreasonable.

The crowd laughed again, thinking that this Spirit Martial Root youth could have turned the tables.

“Kill three second-year Inner Palace students from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, become an Inner Palace student of the Xingluo Palace, then you can meet the Palace Master and make the request you want,” Bai Changwu stressed.

With a cold face, Sikong Jing finally replied, “My choice is…

to leave the Xingluo Palace.”

Since they were deliberately making things difficult, there was no reason for him to stay.

As soon as he said this, the whole venue fell silent, and Sikong Jing had already jumped off the stage and grabbed Su Yuexi, saying, “I’m sorry, Yue Xi, I can’t restore your Dantian and meridians for now.”

“It’s okay, Brother Jing, let’s go!” Su Yuexi smiled back, this was not something to be forced.

However, the moment the two turned to leave, Bai Changwu shouted, “Stop…”

“Is there something else?” Sikong Jing countered, his spirits sinking slightly, fearing it wouldn’t be so easy to leave.

Bai Changwu stated coldly, “You may choose to leave, but you must leave behind your Beast Skill, Black Vortex Fist.

Even though it’s not the Black Vortex Battle Fist of the Long Night Star Palace, it’s still something you comprehended here in the Xingluo Palace.”

Sikong Jing replied coldly, “Dean Bai seems too domineering.”

“This isn’t about being domineering, but ensuring that the heritage of Xingluo Palace does not spread outside…” Bai Changwu’s voice trailed slowly, then continued, “Since you intend to leave, of course, you cannot take anything from here with you.”

Sikong Jing shut his eyes tightly and countered, “How should I leave it behind?”

Bai Changwu’s aged voice heavily echoed toward Sikong Jing…

“Certainly not by recording your Black Vortex Fist on the Green Jade Tube and leaving that behind.”

“Instead, your meridians must be shattered, your Dantian must be destroyed.

That’s the only way to ensure it will not be passed on.”

Upon hearing this, Su Yuexi’s face drastically changed, her expression one of panic and confusion.

Sikong Jing felt a chill throughout his body, his fists clenched so tightly they creaked, now fully understanding what it meant to be considered disposable trash.

“Haha, the top ranking, choose to be an apprentice,” someone in the crowd burst out laughing, “Come attend to this young master when the time comes, I’ll give you plenty of benefits.

Everyone knows how well-fed my family’s dogs are.”

The entire crowd burst into laughter at this!

However, Bai Changwu suddenly stated, “There’s no opportunity to be an apprentice now, I only gave you two options, and yet you chose a third… that won’t do, there must only be two options.”

“Leave after your meridians are shattered, or go to Holy Dragon Palace to kill.”

Suddenly Bai Changwu cut off Sikong Jing’s avenue of retreat, pointing at Su Yuexi, “And she, must stay within the Xingluo Palace.”

This was, of course, taking a hostage!

Sikong Jing thoroughly understood now that Bai Changwu’s targeting was not just out of disdain for someone with a Spirit Martial Root like himself, but also an indirect shot at the Drunk Dragon Tan Yue.

He had become Bai’s scapegoat!

At this moment, Sikong Jing realistically had only one choice left, to go to Long Night Saint Dragon Palace and kill.

But why should he kill people in the Holy Dragon Palace, with whom he had no grievances?

Long Night Star Palace had shown him no kindness, and even looked down on him from a high pedestal, so why should he kill for them?

But was there any use in not resigning himself to this fate?

No use.

When facing the immensely powerful Xingluo Palace, to which even the Long Night Imperial Family had to show great deference, he didn’t have the strength to resist.

All at once, the tales told by Elder Wei crossed his mind, as did the scenes he witnessed in the illusion of the Holy Dragon Footprint the previous night—a lone warrior from Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, spear in hand, storming into Long Night Star Palace!

Inside Sikong Jing, the meridians belonging to the fiery Demon Dragon took shape, aggressively stretching out.

In an instant, they were completely revealed.

The Blood of Ten Thousand Beasts also began to boil slightly.

Suddenly, in his mind, the seven Dragon Seals within Long Night Star Palace appeared as if they were formed spontaneously, connecting his body to the seven Holy Dragon Footprints.

It was because of the shared attribute essence of the Fire Dragon and the Demon Dragon, and because he was the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts.

“Now tell me your choice,” demanded Bai Changwu sternly.

Sikong Jing abruptly lifted his eyes, the gun in his hand gradually blazing with flames, his aura rising.

The surrounding people paused, “Could he be thinking of resisting?”

One by one, they gazed at Sikong Jing incredulously, then burst into laughter again, calling him an absolute fool!

Inside the Long Night Star Palace, who could resist?