Chapter 390 - A Stunning Gamble! (2/2)

Mahoraga Ferrero shrugged his shoulders indifferently, “Never in the history of the Sacred Martial Hall had a newcomer been able to ring the fog bell. With this uncommon situation, I am unsure if we should proceed as usual, and therefore I came to ask.”

Asura Fenghua Danyun looked on with her watery eyes and asked curiously, “Mahoraga, did you just say that they’ve changed to the basics of the Sacred Martial Hall? That means they used to…”

Bai Sheng secretly assessed Fenghua Danyun, How is this woman a thirty-year-old when she looked like a woman in her early twenties?

“Yes, they modified the contract.” Under the gaze of the crowd, the Mahoraga slowly nodded and described Bai Sheng’s recent story.

…

The room fell into silence once again. The first-seaters of the various departments contemplated deeply. The seemingly invincible fog bell was rung. To have this person outside the Sacred Martial Hall is an evident waste of talent. If the Sacred Martial Hall could train him into a divine beast, it would indeed be a very honorable feat.

A divine beast martial artist was just what the Sacred Martial Hall had been lacking all the while.

Most of the powerful martial artists in the Federation today were alumni of the Sacred Martial Hall. However, none of them were divine beasts. Wu Zun might possess the power of a divine beast, but he was not recognized as such by other divine beasts, and as such did not receive the title.

It was the wish of almost all the martial artists in the Sacred Martial Hall to train a divine beast martial artist. The madman earlier was always the most desired candidate among all within the Hall. Now that there was a more talented new-blood capable of ringing the fog bell, everyone’s spirits were at an all-time high.

If lady luck is on our side, we can probably train two martial artists in one go! By then the influence of Sacred Martial Hall will definitely far exceed the influence of those divine beast martial artists!

Bai Sheng observed the expression of everyone in the conference room secretly. The expressions of the Sacred Martial Six Stars remained cold as stone, making it impossible to guess their inner thoughts. Both the auspicious goddess Jennifer from the Foreign Affairs Hall and the Brahma Zhen Fan also put up an expressionless face like Sacred Martial Six Stars, clouding their true intentions.

Śakra Azia flashed both of his hawkish pupils around the conference room and asked, “What do you take the Sacred Martial Hall as?”

At the same time, the other five leaders were suddenly released from their deep thoughts, their eyes flashing with understanding from the words of Aziya.

What was the Sacred Martial Hall? This was something well-known to all martial artists in the entire Federation – a Holy Land for martial arts training! To receive an invitation to the Sacred Martial Hall was an honor above all else.

“That’s right.” Aziya’s face revealed a rare proud smile, “Confidence is indeed beneficial for martial arts training, but it may become a hindrance should arrogance be mistaken for confidence. In the case of young people, arrogance has clearly gone to their heads. They will naturally join the ranks of the Sacred Martial Hall once they realize they can not improve with a pace similar to the training in the Sacred Martial Hall. When that time comes…”

Aziya suddenly showed a merciless face, “They will still need to go through a grueling test to enter the Sacred Martial Hall. At that time they shall understand what the Sacred Martial Hall really is about. There may be plenty of undiscovered talents in the world, but there is also no shortage of talent in the world!”

Bai Sheng realized that even though the leaders and the Sacred Martial Six Stars kept their usual emotionless expressions, they were repeatedly nodding in approval of Aziya’s words.

Qin Fen and others couldn’t modify the contract of the Sacred Martial Hall again!

“Mahoraga, you did a very childish thing today. I highly doubt if you are still qualified to be the leader of the Recruitment Department.” Aziya’s cold words spared no mercy, “We decide our actions on our own will, and every action lies a consequence. Since you have chosen your actions, you shall pay its consequences.”

Ferrero twitched both of his long eyebrows, and challenged with a sense of disregard in his eyes, “What now? Are you feeling that you overstayed your term as Sakra and would like me to take over your title?”

Cold chills kept flowing through the bones of Bai Sheng as his chest felt the heavy impact of a huge hammer. His face became as pale as gold paper as he took a few steps back while looking at both leaders.

This was the strength of the departmental leaders. Just a mere collision of aura of power could render even a fourteen-star martial artist breathless.

Terrifying! Gao Yuan focused his energy on his blood flow to resist the terrifying aura collision of both leaders.

The other leaders did not intend to intervene but spectated the confrontation between the two leaders excitedly.

Sacred Martial Hall was a world made purely for martial artists. It was not a place to talk about mercy, nor a place to discuss the virtues of being a hermit as a master.

Improving your physical fitness? Then there was no need to visit the Sacred Martial Hall. Some Tai Chi in your free time while maintaining a healthy lifestyle was sufficient enough, as there was no need for you to pursue and wield strong combat prowess to do so.

A true martial artist spilled blood everywhere they go! How was one a martial artist without bloodlust in them?

The more powerful one becomes, the more powerful and respectable they should look like.

Smiling and shrugging off thrown insults and provocations was exactly what a Confucian master would do. Such behavior was not to be expected among martial artists, let alone practiced by leaders of martial artists.

“Both of you, have you forgotten the rules set by Wu Zun? Leaders should obtain Wu Zun’s consent before settling their disputes by force, or they can wait until the next battle for the leadership title.”

The words projected from the holograms of the Sacred Martial Six Stars might be lacking in anger, but lacking none in authority. Just by bringing out the rules set by Wu Zun, the confrontational energy between both leaders were largely dissipated. Yet, the words did not wipe off much of their rage.

Bai Sheng was very clear that Wu Zun’s rules might have suppressed the matter, but both leaders would not let it slide that easily. Both of the leaders might even put their titles on the line just to bring each other down in the next competition.

“Haha, since there is nothing interesting happening right now, I shall go check out the newcomers.”

Just as Asura Fenghua Danyun’s words entered Bai Sheng’s ear, she disappeared from the conference room.

“Hmph.” Sakra Aziya sneered, “Now, I assume I will be meeting them at the hospital?”

Hospital? Bai Sheng’s lips showed some sense of disregard towards Sakra’s words. Qin Fen is a martial artist who rang the fog bell. We can’t assess this young man by conventional standards, or we will be in for a shock.

Sakra responded to Bai Sheng’s condescending smile with a sneer, “The ability to ring the fog bell only shows that he is a cut above his peers in terms of controlling his real qi. Yet, it also shows the naked truth that his real qi hadn’t reached its peak. He may be able to win in fights against people of higher rank outside the Sacred Martial Hall, but everyone in the Hall possesses the capability to do the same. As such, he possesses no advantage over anyone in the Sacred Martial Hall!”

Just as Bai Sheng stood up and wanted to speak, he felt Sakra Azia’s cold and thunderous stare and subconsciously retreated a little. At this moment, Bai Sheng felt a big and powerful palm holding his back, as if he was leaning against the firm mountains of the Himalayas.

Mahoraga Ferrero! Without looking back, Bai Sheng also knew that this large and stable palm was an invitation of support from the leaders.

“What do you really want to say?” Ferrero stood beside Bai Sheng and asked with a smile, “Do you intend to say that those young people will break this tradition?”

Bai Sheng gave a hard nod. Being part of the audience that witnessed Qin Fen’s demonic abilities in the recruit competition, Bai Sheng had absolute confidence in his words.

“Is that so?” Ferrero’s eyes expressed a slight doubt before noticing the unprecedented firmness in Bai Sheng’s eyes. He pondered for a few seconds and looked up at the coldly professional face of Sakra Aziya, “We can’t take action right now because of the rules. Does the Śakra dare to gamble around with me? We shall gamble on those newcomers.”

“What?” Aziya slightly lifted his chin and looked at Ferrero condescendingly, “Mahoraga, are you going to believe in the judgment of a recruiter and gamble with me?”

“Are you afraid?” Ferrero patted Bai Sheng’s shoulder, “This time, I want to prove that even the recruiter I chose had better judgment than you.”

Bai Sheng looked at the hand at his shoulder with disbelief. A leader actually patted my shoulder? God! Many martial artists will be green with envy if they knew about this! Qin Fen, you are really my lucky star! Because of you, a leader patted me on the shoulder!

Unable to fight, gambling had become a means to settle disputes between both first-seaters.

Aziya stepped closer to Ferrero, locking their eyes together as if their eyes are going to collide and produce electric sparks. Aziya asked coldly, “Mahoraga, what are you going to wager with?”

Ferrero once again looked at Bai Sheng. He was also curious about Bai Sheng’s firm gaze. How could his subordinates have such firm confidence in this newcomer?

There is no turning back now! If he takes back his word, future meetings with Aziya will be affected by this shameful backtracking.

“Real private martial dao notes, and half of the total amount of medicine available for the first-seaters combined.”

Ferrero did not raise his voice, but it caused a series of exclamations in the first row. This was definitely a big gamble.

The real private martial dao notes bore the core essence of a martial artist’s practice of martial dao. If both martial artists of a similar class are matched evenly, getting their hands on their opponent’s real private martial dao notes would be a game-changer.

If martial artists of different classes got their hands on the martial dao notes, it would be equivalent to mastering the secrets of the other party’s martial dao. If you fight with the owner of the notes in the future, you would already have an advantage over them before the battle had even started!

In other words, if Ferrero won the gamble, he would be able to defeat Śakra Aziya easily in the future Seat of Honor Tournament just by studying the notes alone.

Similarly, if Aziya won the gamble, then Ferrero would be caught in a state equivalent to surrendering in advance before the Seat of Honor Tournament even began.

Half of the total medicine entitled to the First Row? Bai Sheng’s heart raced and almost exploded just from hearing that.

The first-row was desired by many in the Sacred Martial Hall. Being in the first row did not only earn you glory, but also other great benefits.

Even the basic martial artists of Outer Sacred Martial Hall would greatly benefit in their martial dao training from the medicinal pills given by the Sacred Martial Hall!

The position of a leader granted not only massive amounts of medicinal pills but also top quality medicinal pills desired by every martial arts practitioner.

Half the amount? The other leaders shook their heads together in amazement, both of them really went ahead and wagered their fortunes just for the upcoming Seat of Honor Tournament.

“Good! I shall wager!”

Ferrero listened to Aziya’s unhesitating response as the palm on Bai Sheng’s shoulder increased in power.

Everyone in the first row was a true master of martial arts that clearly understood the similar importance of the quantity and quality of true energy. Qin Fen was indeed the strongest among the newcomers of the Sacred Martial Hall, to the point where he should be able to repel the first wave of battle-hardened martial artists in the Hall.

But what about the second batch? The third batch?

The Sacred Martial Hall was not built in a day but rather gradually and eventually established powerful echelons within.

“Go! Let’s go to the monitoring room.”

Aziya disappeared from the conference room as he uttered these words. The other leaders quickly followed suit and proceeded to the monitoring room.

This kind of gambling rarely happened between the leaders. Everyone was excited to see the outcome.

Bai Sheng followed Ferrero without saying a word, secretly praying, “Qin Fen, you must be strong and determined enough to hold out! The leaders made a big bet this time. According to the habit of the leaders, if you win, you will definitely get a lot of medicine as a reward. I will gift all that medicine to you if you win, and that’s why you must hold out!”