The tall, ancient city walls, like open arms, embrace the entire Shenlong (Divine Dragon) Mansion.
In the square, there stand ancient and weathered buildings: pill workshops, weapon refining workshops, martial arts training halls, Shenlong Pavilion, etc. In terms of layout, they are somewhat similar to Haotian Valley.
This well-organized and sparse layout must have been gradually formed by the human race after experiencing countless disasters and painful lessons!
In the central square, some Shenlong students were seen practicing martial arts, pacing back and forth with books in their hands, or sitting cross-legged, absorbing spiritual energy and lost in thought.
The unnatural light cast down, softening the colors, giving everything a vintage feel, like something out of an old movie.
Instructor Ma knew that Chen Ke wasn't very popular, so he deliberately avoided the square and chose a side path.
However, some students from Shenlong Academy still spotted Chen Ke. The crowd in the square immediately straightened up, stood together, and looked at Chen Ke with hostile eyes.
None of the students of the Great Xia Academy had a good impression of Chen Ke.
On his first day at the Great Xia Academy, Chen Ke brutally swept through three hundred students in front of the teaching building, severely humiliating the academy.
Because it was so shameful, everyone from the mountain chief Lu Changfeng to the old gatekeeper kept quiet about it, and very few outsiders knew the inside story.
Chen Ke not only swept through three hundred students, but also beat Lu Qingyun, the proud grandson of the headmaster Lu Changfeng, into a pulp.
This is a blatant humiliation, not only for Lu Qingyun, but for all the students of Shenlong Academy!
Not to mention, with so much negative information about Chen Ke, how could the students of Shenlong Academy possibly accept him?
The students of Shenlong Academy were also unconvinced by Chen Ke's strength.
Out of consideration for Wu Jiutian's feelings, the headmaster agreed to Chen Ke's request to "break through the dragon gate".
However, to everyone's surprise, Chen Ke actually passed the test.
This news caused quite a stir among the students of Shenlong School.
The students of Shenlong Academy were not so much dissatisfied as they were unable to accept the contrast between their feelings and the reality of the situation.
How could a good-for-nothing rich kid, an incompetent college student, and a toad who only wants to eat swan meat be so powerful?
They believed he could sweep away three hundred students, they believed he could defeat Lu Qingyun with despicable means, but they didn't believe he could pass through the three trials of the Dragon Gate.
I absolutely refuse to believe it!
So Chen Ke, who tried to take a detour, was still stopped by someone.
As expected, Chen Ke stopped and calmly looked at the Shenlong students in front of him.
We don't provoke trouble, but we're not afraid of it either. If we can't avoid it, we'll just have to take you all down.
The students of Shenlong Academy were filled with fighting spirit, their eyes blazing with electricity.
Without any verbal communication, a tall student roared and charged towards Chen Ke.
"Smack!"
With a crisp slap, the tall Shenlong student flew into the air, spun 720 degrees, and crashed heavily to the ground.
Chen Ke slowly and methodically copied all of the Shenlong students' skills.
"I'll do it!"
Another student spread his wings like a roc and kicked Chen Ke in mid-air.
"Smack!"
With a crisp slap, the Shenlong student spun 720 degrees in the air and landed head-to-toe next to the first Shenlong student who had fallen.
The onlooker, Instructor Ma, was deeply moved, as were the other students of Shenlong Academy.
None of them saw how Chen Ke slapped them.
What's even more terrifying is how Chen Ke controlled the energy to make the two students tumble in the air with the same posture and amplitude, and land so neatly?
How much control and subtle technique does that require?
Without rigorous training and countless battles, this is simply impossible!
"I'll go!" After a moment's hesitation, one of the Shenlong (Divine Dragon) students gritted his teeth and charged forward.
"I'll do it!"
"I'll do it!"
...
Snap, snap, snap...
The crisp sound of a slap landing on a cheek echoed in the ancient Shenlong Palace.
The twelve students of Shenlong Academy lay neatly on the ground, as if they had agreed to it beforehand.
They were dizzy and seeing stars, only able to groan instinctively.
"Instructor Ma, let's go," Chen Ke said, turning to Instructor Ma.
Instructor Ma was still in shock when he nodded after a moment and hurriedly led Chen Ke to continue on his way.
We can't afford to slow down; if we do, even more Shenlong students will arrive, and even more powerful ones will come. Things could escalate if we do that.
Is Chen Ke really Old Chen's biological son?
For some reason, the question that had been lingering in Instructor Ma's mind resurfaced and wouldn't go away.
Based on his experience, he could certainly tell that it wasn't that the difference in strength between the Shenlong students and Chen Ke was too great, but rather that the difference in their combat realms was too great.
Every time Chen Ke strikes, what may seem like a simple slap is actually quite sophisticated.
His predictions about his opponent, the angle and timing of his strikes, and the control of his power were all incredibly precise.
This level of combat prowess cannot be cultivated; it can only be achieved through countless real battles, gradually explored and summarized, and ultimately formed into an instinct.
Only instinct allows Chen Ke to react instantly, unleash the best moves, and defeat the enemy in one strike.
Developing the instinct to fight is already difficult; to achieve the effortless mastery that Chen Ke displays is even more challenging.
Of course, there is another possibility: that Chen Ke possesses a mental strength far beyond that of ordinary people.
Only in this way can one possess strong insight, accurate judgment, and a firm anchor to the soul, maintaining calmness and clarity at all times.
Instructor Ma reviewed Chen Ke's resume in his mind, and after much thought, it seemed that only this explanation was the most reasonable.
A genius, a true genius!
In cultivation, the most difficult thing for people to cultivate is their heart, followed by their soul.
Those who are born with powerful souls are simply the darlings of heaven; even the clamor of the world cannot obscure their brilliance.
As Instructor Ma pondered, he stopped in front of a three-story building.
The small, octagonal building with double eaves looks more like an unfinished tower. Above the main entrance hangs a golden plaque that reads: Shenlong Pavilion.
Although it looked somewhat tacky, Chen Ke could clearly sense that the small building exuded a mysterious and profound aura.
His heart began to race, and his breathing became heavy and labored, as if an invisible mountain was slowly pressing down on him.
This must be the power of the restriction!
Instructor Ma sensed Chen Ke's change and smiled, "The Divine Dragon Pavilion is spiritual, Chen Ke. Since this is your first time here, you will naturally feel this mysterious power. Once it remembers you and recognizes you, it will be fine the next time you come."
Chen Ke nodded, took the Divine Dragon Token from Instructor Ma, glanced at the plaque above his head, and strode inside.