Chapter 860 - 291: Divine Treasure, Divine Treasure!
Years fly by during cultivation.
The cultivation atmosphere in Flame Martial City is excellent.
This Martial Arts Alliance organization, mainly composed of martial artists above the Innate Realm, provides a good martial arts exchange environment, making Lin Zheyu feel as if he has returned to his days of studying in a previous life.
Outside Flame Martial City, Wu Yixuan is still causing trouble.
No, now the conflicts are growing, with young martial artists from the three ancient martial families and the martial artists from the Martial Alliance frequently engaging in fights within the Martial Realm.
However, they know their limits, at most inflicting serious injuries but not to the extent of causing irreparable harm.
Since returning to Flame Martial City, Lin Zheyu hasn’t left the city and hasn’t crossed paths with those family scions.
In the blink of an eye.
More than a month has passed.
In the past month, apart from breaking through limits periodically to gain source power, Lin Zheyu has spent nearly all of his time absorbing the vast ocean of martial arts knowledge housed in the Martial Alliance’s library.
Although he has not been elected as vice hall master yet and can only exchange for ordinary martial arts skills and classics.
But the Martial Alliance’s collection is too rich.
Lin Zheyu’s cultivation time was too short, and his exploration of martial arts knowledge was too narrow.
The abundant martial arts library of the Martial Alliance just filled this gap for Lin Zheyu, as he eagerly absorbed all kinds of martial arts knowledge, gradually accumulating his own martial foundation.
Early morning.
At the largest Martial Arts Arena in the center of Flame Martial City.
Usually, this place is a venue for martial artists to spar and exchange skills.
Today, it’s far busier than usual, surrounded by martial artists seeking excitement.
"Go, Mr. Xiao!"
"Cheer up, fellow Daoist!"
Zong Linjing and Bai Lin said with a smile.
"Mm."
Lin Zheyu smiled and nodded.
Today is the day of the vice hall master election, but he hasn’t paid much attention, his mind still pondered over the Array Dao knowledge he had been studying these days.
It’s just a vice hall master. The strongest participants in the election are only at the peak of Divine Treasure, so Lin Zheyu didn’t really regard them.
Zong Linjing and Bai Lin felt the same way.
They were quite close to Lin Zheyu and had a lot of confidence in their friend’s abilities.
"Is that the newcomer who just joined the Martial Alliance?"
"Is his name Xiao Yu, right?"
"How strong is he?"
Not far from the Martial Hall election site, a burly man looked at the absent-minded Lin Zheyu and asked his companion beside him.
He was also one of the candidates for vice hall master of the Martial Hall, named Qiou Army.
"Very strong!"
"I heard that when he first came to the Martial Realm, he encountered Wu Yixuan of the Wu Family and gave him a good beating."
"This incident is the very spark that led to such chaos in the Martial Realm and the intensified conflicts between the ancient martial families and the Martial Alliance."
The woman on Qiou Army’s left, muscular and as burly as a man, said with a serious expression.
"You think he’s strong too?"
"Have you fought him before?"
Qiou Army glanced at the woman in some surprise, his gaze becoming more solemn.
The woman was named Bai Siyu, her strength comparable to his, also running for vice hall master this time.
However, Bai Siyu was running for vice hall master of the Cyan Wood Hall.
"I’m meeting him for the first time today."
"But I heard that Qiu Kun fought Xiao Yu and lost, as Qiu Kun admitted personally." Bai Siyu said.
"Even Qiu Kun lost to Xiao Yu?"
Qiou Army was stunned.
Although unwilling to admit it, Qiu Kun’s strength was indeed much stronger than his.
If even Qiu Kun lost, then I probably don’t have much hope either.
"You better seek your own fortune."
"I advised you to run for vice hall master of the Cyan Wood Hall with me back then, but you wouldn’t listen."
Bai Siyu laughed lightly, teasing her friend.
Lin Zheyu sat quietly outside the Martial Arts Arena, waiting for the election to begin.
He could feel many gazes falling on him, but he didn’t mind, remaining immersed in the Array Dao.
Soon.
More than half an hour passed.
A middle-aged woman in a flowing purple dress walked leisurely from the distant sky.
The woman’s appearance, though beautiful, was not stunning, yet her demeanor was exceptionally outstanding, giving off an indescribably gentle aura.
Like a kind mother, she subtly emanated an aura of maternal kindness.
The one presiding over this meeting was precisely Nie Zhiyu, who Lin Zheyu had met once.
"Friend Niu Yanchuan is occupied lately, so I will be hosting this Martial Hall vice hall master election."
"There are four participants in this election, Xiao Yu, Qiou Army, Tianyue, and Fan Qing."
"The competition will use paired duels, and after determining the winners, the two winners will compete for the sole vice hall master spot."
Nie Zhiyu didn’t waste words, glanced around, and directly announced the rules of the competition.
She smiled while glancing over Lin Zheyu and the others before finally setting her gaze on Lin Zheyu.
"Alright, the competition begins."
"Xiao Yu against Tianyue, Qiou Army against Fan Qing."
Nie Zhiyu paused slightly, announcing the matchups.
She leaped into the air, leaving the Martial Arts Arena to the two groups of combatants.
Upon hearing his name, Lin Zheyu lightly leapt onto the stage.
His gaze was still somewhat wandering, his mind still entangled with an array problem.
"I am Tianyue, pleased to meet you, Mr. Xiao."
"I just returned to Flame Martial City not long ago and have already heard of your renowned name, your fame is unparalleled lately!"
Tianyue cupped his hands towards Lin Zheyu, greeting with a smile.
"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Tianyue."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zheyu returned to his senses and cupped his hands, giving a simple greeting.
"Please, Daoist."
After finishing the greeting, he spoke straightforwardly.
"Alright!"
Tianyue was also a straightforward person, nodding as a powerful aura burst forth from him.