piratefiction Chapter 77 Core Class Spots
Chapter 77 Core Class Spots
After a long while, Qin Hao got up from the ground in front of the sparring platform. His clothes were covered in dust and blood, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the cheering crowd below the platform, then at Lin Chen. His expression twisted a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but then swallowed it back.
"Lin Chen, you just wait!" His voice was hoarse, filled with hatred. "I won't let this go. In the Newcomer Secret Realm Trial, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"
After saying that, he limped out of the crowd, followed by his henchmen, who were all covered in dust and dirt and didn't even dare to lift their heads.
Lin Chen stood on the stage, the sun peeking through the clouds, its rays shining directly on him. Su Ling'er clapped vigorously below, her palms red from clapping, but she kept going. Leng Feng remained aloof, but a slight smile played at the corners of his lips. Chu Fan adjusted his glasses, wrote a few lines in his notebook, glanced at it, nodded, and then closed the notebook.
Outside the crowd, Chen Feng, dressed in a black uniform, stood with his hands behind his back, watching the stage from afar. His face was expressionless, but his eyes shone.
He squeezed through the crowd and stepped onto the competition platform.
"Good lad, you didn't disappoint me." He patted Lin Chen on the shoulder, not lightly, but with a smile in his voice.
Lin Chen turned around and bowed to him: "Director Chen."
"I've already taken care of things with Qin Cang," Chen Feng said. "The spot in the core class and apartment 302 are both yours. Just go directly to the core class tomorrow morning."
"Thank you, Director Chen."
"No need to thank me, you earned this yourself." Chen Feng pressed his hand on Lin Chen's shoulder, the pressure heavy, as if trying to push something in. "But don't be too happy yet. Qin Cang won't let this go so easily. Also, the Newcomer Secret Realm Trial is about to begin, and Qin Hao will definitely cause you trouble in there. Be prepared."
"I see."
That afternoon, Lin Chen went to Building 3 in the West District to pack his things. He didn't have much; a canvas bag was enough. As he left, his roommate, who was eating instant noodles, told him to "take care." The other roommate, who was playing on his phone, didn't look up, but as Lin Chen reached the door, he heard a voice behind him say, "Good luck!"
Apartment 302 is located on the east side of the core teaching area. It's a three-story building with two apartments per floor. The apartment isn't large, but it has everything you need—a single bed, a desk, a wardrobe, and a separate bathroom and kitchen. What Lin Chen is most satisfied with is the cultivation room. Although it's only a few square meters, the walls are covered with spirit-gathering array patterns, and the concentration of spiritual energy is many times higher than in the six-person dorm rooms in the West District.
He threw his canvas bag onto the bed and sat down on the meditation cushion in the meditation room.
Take a deep breath.
He knew this was just the beginning.
Entering the core class doesn't mean he's safe. Qin Cang's suppression continues, Qin Hao's revenge is inevitable, and there are those evil forces lurking in the shadows—any one of them could take his life.
He needs to become stronger.
Only with strong enough fists can one gain a foothold in this place and protect those one wants to protect.
Lin Chen closed his eyes, and the Star Martial Core in his dantian slowly rotated. Silver star power flowed along his meridians, like a glowing river, flowing silently through his body.
Spiritual energy converged from all directions, seeping into the body through the pores, and was gradually absorbed, transformed, and settled by the Star Martial Core.
His cultivation level is slowly but steadily improving.