Shocking World War Emperor
Chapter 253: We Cultivators, Why Fear A Battle?

Chapter 253: Chapter 253: We Cultivators, Why Fear A Battle?

Returning to the inn, Ling Chen and Zi Lingyang parted ways.

Two hours later, Mo Han hastily gathered Ling Chen and five others for a meeting.

"Everyone, there is a very important matter that I must discuss with you all!"

Mo Han’s expression was extremely solemn.

Two hours before, he had attended a meeting with the other eight Palace Masters.

"Could it really be a consecutive challenge system?"

Ling Chen thought to himself in secrecy.

He had heard some rumors from Zi Lingyang, but after all, they were just hearsay.

Indeed, he heard Mo Han announce: "This Martial Arts Tournament of the Eight Palaces will adopt a new format."

Then, Mo Han began to explain this new competition format.

"In addition, this tournament will be extremely dangerous. There will be no combat on a stage, no referees, only when one party concedes or dies in battle, will the match come to an end!"

Mo Han stated.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Er and the others were shocked and turned pale.

To the point where death in combat was possible – wasn’t this Martial Arts Tournament of the Eight Palaces a little too brutal?

Ling Chen’s heart jolted; what Zi Lingyang had said actually turned out to be true.

"The location for the Eight Palaces Martial Arts Tournament will be on the Star Luo River outside the city. Therefore, Yu Huai, since you have not reached the Primordial Pill Realm and cannot fly in the air, you do not need to participate."

Mo Han said.

"Yes."

Yu Huai could only nod in frustration.

Even though he had prepared for the Martial Arts Tournament of the Eight Palaces for a long time, his cultivation was too weak.

Today, he had seen many students from other Academies, and not one was in the Spirit Sea Realm!

He did not know why Ling Chen had revealed a cultivation of the Spirit Sea Realm, but he had seen with his own eyes that Ling Chen had broken through to the Primordial Pill Realm!

Furthermore, even though he had learned the Heavenly Spirit Technique, without a platform to display it, he could not compete at all.

Having prepared for a long time, yet not even getting a chance to test his mettle, he could not help but feel extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Han looked at Ling Chen and the other four, saying: "Due to the dangerous nature of this competition, I want to seek your opinions. If anyone feels that it is too dangerous, you can choose to withdraw, and I definitely will not stop you."

"Even if all five of you withdraw, I have no objections."

"What is the glory of an Academic Palace compared to your safety and well-being?"

Mo Han spoke with a haughty and determined tone.

What he didn’t say was that if they from True Martial Academy withdrew, he, as the Palace Master, would be directly dismissed!

Yet even so, he was still willing to respect the opinions of the students.

"Discuss it among yourselves. Whatever decision you make, I will support you!"

After speaking, Mo Han left the room.

"Ling Wu, what do you think?"

Ling Chen asked.

He was most worried about Ling Wu.

Her cultivation had improved too rapidly, and she lacked combat experience. In such a brutal competition, she would likely be at a disadvantage.

Even though she possessed the Sacred Body, Ling Chen was still somewhat concerned.

After all, he had once warned Ling Wu not to reveal her Sacred Body.

That is to say, Ling Wu would have to fight with others while holding back her real strength!

Moreover, battling in the skies above Star Luo River, if Ling Wu encountered danger, he might not even be able to rescue her.

"Brother, I must participate!"

Ling Wu nodded determinedly.

All this time, she had grown under the protection of Ling Chen.

That was so with the Guangling Ling Family, and it was the same at the True Martial Academy.

She possessed a Sacred Body, after all!

Now that she was on the stage of the Eight Palaces Martial Arts Tournament, how could she shrink back?

How could she spend her life hiding behind her young master?

"Are you sure? This is not a simple sparring match, people can die!"

Ling Chen cautioned.

"Yes!"

Ling Wu nodded and said, "Brother, you don’t need to convince me, I am determined to participate in the Eight Palaces Martial Arts Tournament."

After being silent for a while, Ling Chen nodded his head and said with a sense of relief, "Good."

In this world, the most reliable thing is oneself!

Although he wanted to shelter Ling Wu from all storms, it was impossible to take care of her for a lifetime.

Ling Wu must eventually grow up!

And moreover, her path to the future should be hers to decide.

"Xiao Wu, do not be reckless! If you can’t win, concede immediately! If you encounter danger, forget about everything else and give it your all!"

Ling Chen said with a smile.

"Brother, I understand!"

Xiao Wu gave a bright smile.

She knew exactly what Ling Chen meant – should she face danger, she was to unleash the full power of her Sacred Body!

However, perhaps she wouldn’t need to reveal her Sacred Body to exhibit considerable combat strength!

"I will also participate."

Ling Chen glanced at the others then said.

Others might face danger, but for him, the risk factor was significantly reduced.

And his Protector, Uncle Qing Cang, would surely be nearby to protect him!

"What about you guys?"

Ling Chen looked towards Chen Yichen, Wan Er, and Ye Zhenzhen.

"I’ll also participate."

Wan Er said with a smile: "Even if I can’t win, I can still concede, right?"

"Exactly! Are we not Cultivators, to fear a dangerous battle?"

Chen Yichen said with bravado: "Cultivation is inherently dangerous. If we’re scared of danger and dare not take action, we might as well roll back home and be our mother’s good little children!"

"Ye Zhenzhen, how about you?"

Wan Er inquired.

Ye Zhenzhen had once defected from Tianluo Academy, and was not well-received in the True Martial Academy.

Only Wan Er and Ye Zhenzhen had grown closer.

The gazes of the five fell on Ye Zhenzhen’s face.

Ye Zhenzhen said nothing but looked towards Ling Chen.

"Do what you think is best."

Ling Chen said with a smile.

Ye Zhenzhen hadn’t spoken, likely waiting for his direction.

She glanced at Ling Chen, then clenched her teeth and said, "I will participate too."

Ling Chen was participating as the master, and it would be awkward for her not to participate.

"Good!"

Wan Er nodded.

Suddenly, Ling Chen’s voice echoed in Ye Zhenzhen’s mind: "Based on your words, after the Eight Palaces Martial Contest, if you’re still alive, I will grant you your freedom!"

"Thank..."

Ye Zhenzhen was visibly moved and nearly made a sound.

"Well then, since everyone has decided to participate in the Eight Palaces Martial Contest, shall we invite the Palace Master in?"

Ling Chen said with a smile.

Soon, the Palace Master who received the message entered.

"Palace Master, we’ve decided – none of the five of us will opt out!"

Ling Chen said with a smile.

"Good!"

Mo Han nodded firmly.

He had not misjudged these people.

Though he would have expressed support verbally, he would have been disappointed internally if these five had opted out.

After all, the path of cultivation is one of combat!

You fight against others, against beasts, against yourself!

Anyone who fears going forward when faced with a little danger will likely never become a true powerhouse!

"Why so?"

Moved by this display, Mo Han suddenly asked.

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was a bit taken aback – did this still need a reason?

Suddenly Chen Yichen’s words echoed, "As Cultivators, should we fear a dangerous battle?"

Ling Chen’s eyes sharpened, and then he spoke: "As Cultivators, why fear a battle?"

"As Cultivators, why fear a battle?"

Mo Han murmured softly, then his eyes nearly shot out tangible beams of light.

"What a statement – As Cultivators, why fear a battle!"

With a "bang," Mo Han’s palm slammed onto the table, shattering the wooden table to pieces!

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