The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 215 - 138: Three bows and nine kowtows, my master’s surname is Han_1

The battle was over.

Ye Hanjun looked at the subsiding Mad Sand Dance, as if unaffected by its fury.

The Muscle Zombie was indeed very strong, especially under the double reinforcements of "Boiling Blood" and "Explosive Muscle", each punch carried power beyond its rank, posing a threat to a Fond Spirit of the Rainbow Light level.

However, it was proven that the Unique and Unmatched Technique owned by the Sandstorm Witch was even more formidable.

The Illusory Fist drenched in a shining blood light was completely submerged in the sandstorm, without even a remnant of its power leaking out.

When the swirling sand converged back into Huazhu’s body, nothing else happened.

The training room remained as bright as daylight, and even the dust had been completely swept away by the sandstorm.

"With such a skill in his possession, no wonder Assistant Han could be so confident..."

Looking up at the Sandstorm Witch hovering above him, Renwo Kuang was in a trance for a moment.

After a short while, he lowered his head, one hand covering his torn belly, the other hand covering his bleeding shoulder, and respectfully conceded:

"I lost this battle."

"However, I am curious. The length of Assistant Han’s stay in the academy is rather short. You usually stay low profile."

"Even when the Four Ghosts Mercenary Group launched a surprise attack, you dealt with the crisis calmly, and not many people noticed your existence."

"But today, you willingly stepped forward to issue a challenge in front of thousands of people."

"Does Assistant Han intentionally downplay his power, or does he feel it’s inevitable and takes strategic advantage of it?"

"The tree with the best timber is most likely to be cut down."

Ye Hanjun calmly responded:

"When you’re too weak, standing out would only bring trouble."

"Now, the Witch has shed her Grey Flash form, evolving into a new breed of Fond Spirit."

"And I have completed the accumulation of the first rank and am ready to advance at any time."

"In this situation, where I can take the position of a mentor and acquire the Rookie King as a direct disciple, showcasing a bit of my prowess isn’t unacceptable."

Renwo Kuang nodded slightly and promised:

"I will abide by the terms of our bet."

"Since Assistant Han requests a public teacher-apprentice ceremony, once we leave the training room, I will perform the ceremony."

"Are you aware of the upheavals that will be triggered in the Canghai Pavilion once we leave here?"

Ye Hanjun glanced at him and asked indifferently.

After a slight hesitation, Renwo Kuang murmured:

"I cut through the competition among rookie patrons to secure the Rookie King title."

"Then I challenged the strongest opponents on the ranking list, reaching the top and dominating the North Campus."

"With such achievements, the academy mentors must be overjoyed. They will definitely view me as an excellent potential asset."

"However, I did not stop there; I challenged Assistant Han and lost to you."

"All of these victories eventually became your achievement."

"After today, the name Master Han will certainly shine as brightly as the sun, impacting not only the North Campus, but also the entire Canghai Pavilion."

"Correct." A slight smile curled up at the corner of Ye Hanjun’s mouth, "Throughout your continuous challenges, you first appeared as a presumptuous man."

"In actuality, you are far-sighted and understand the situations better than most of the students."

"You flatter me, Assistant Han," Renwo Kuang replied unconcernedly: "I am just a simple man, focusing solely on getting stronger."

"The rest, including fame and false honors, are nothing but mere distractions. I won’t hesitate to discard them if needed."

"You are indeed a qualified warrior."

Ye Hanjun nodded slightly and followed with instructions:

"I have an additional request."

"Do not discuss everything that transpired here, whether it is the fight or the conversation, with anyone else."

"Regardless of who asks, you only need to respond ’defeated by me,’ disregarding all details."

"If so, the outside world will probably have many suspicions about Assistant Han."

Renwo Kuang glanced at the Sandstorm Witch and pondered.

"Let them guess."

Ye Hanjun shrugged indifferently:

"Within such a short period of time, I rid my Witch of her Grey Flash form and cultivated a brand new bloodline for the Sandstorm Witch."

"Although this news will eventually be revealed sooner or later."

"If I can delay it by a day, I will have one less day of trouble."

"I understand."

Renwo Kuang agreed seriously, then asked:

"Might I ask, Assistant Han, despite being in the right age range for a student, you came to Canghai Pavilion to be an assistant."

"As I am about to become your apprentice, I would like to know beforehand if you have any ambitions? Are there any goals which require assistance from your disciples?"

"There’s no hurry." Ye Hanjun spoke softly, "Even though you lost this battle."

"Still, I sensed that your energy has peaked. Even if you didn’t advance today, you will certainly do so within three to five days."

"After your advancement, come find me at the Tiger Head Courtyard. We can discuss the details then."

"Yes." Renwo Kuang bowed.

Ye Hanjun recalled Huazhu and looked around the training room:

"Let’s go. If we linger here for too long, people outside will get anxious."

"Okay." Renwo Kuang recalled the dispirited Muscle Zombie, followed Ye Hanjun to the door, and slowly walked out.

"Boom-"

The stone door opened through an internal mechanism.

Eleven old men with white hair and aged faces came into view. Ye Hanjun showed a faint smile without saying a word.

"Here they come, they finally came out!"

Hong Li, who had been chattering nonstop about something, immediately closed his mouth.

He glanced at Ye Hanjun, noticing that his clothes were merely messy and slightly damaged, his eyes widened instantly.