Chapter 1665 - 1666: Kneeling in Reverence
Countless spectators were terrified by the scene on the stage.
Jingtian Chuyi unexpectedly lost to an unknown Big Beard, causing many to collapse and go crazy.
Yang Fei shook his head regretfully.
"I never thought Jingtian Chuyi would be finished just like that."
"I still have many divine skills that I haven't used, alas, invincibility is so lonely."
This guy spoke in a shocking manner, almost causing every spectator's eyeballs to fall out.
However, Jingtian Chuyi was injured, fainted on the stage, severely wounded.
This is the fact, no one can deny it.
The airwaves just spun, thunder roared, and no one saw clearly how Jingtian Chuyi fell.
Related to that magical moment just now, some couldn't help but wonder.
Is this guy not human but rather the reincarnation of Thunder God?
In the distance, countless reporters' cameras all aimed at Yang Fei, clicking and flashing with excitement.
Every reporter was ecstatic.
Everyone understood that this time they struck gold.
Jingtian Chuyi's unexpected defeat, this shocking news, would spread around the world like a thunderclap.
And the Big Beard who defeated Jingtian Chuyi will be a news sensation for the next year.
Any news about him has precious news value.
Two referees cautiously walked out from the side of the stage at this moment.
Jingtian Chuyi unexpectedly lost in Arena 04, giving the two an unreal and dreamlike feeling.
However, Jingtian Chuyi lay on the stage, looking like a bloody figure.
The undeniable truth was right there.
Below the stage, the taekwondo expert who had a conflict with Yang Fei earlier shook all over, trembling fiercely.
Woe, he inadvertently provoked a great master that even Jingtian Chuyi couldn't afford to offend!
Beside him, the taekwondo beauty expert stared at Yang Fei, her eyes fixed, who knows what she was thinking.
Suddenly, the bloody figure of Jingtian Chuyi moved a little, he slowly opened his eyes and stood up.
Despite suffering such a crushing defeat, Jingtian Chuyi remained calm and composed, as if what had just happened was just a trivial matter.
He casually wiped the blood from his cheeks and bowed deeply to Yang Fei.
"Dragon Ancestor, your divine skill is unmatched, I admire it."
Yang Fei looked at him smilingly.
"I ask you, are you convinced?"
Jingtian Chuyi shook his head: "To be honest, I am not convinced."
Yang Fei laughed heartily: "If I were you, I wouldn't be convinced either, but does it help?"
"In your current severely injured state, can you fight me to the death?"
As he spoke, he raised his middle finger towards Jingtian Chuyi, gently shaking it.
"You might not be convinced, but there's nothing you can do; you Sang Country martial artists have narrow minds, only knowing bravery and fighting. How would you understand the secrets of Huaxia's superior Martial Arts?"
He winked at Jingtian Chuyi.
"Forgive me for being blunt, your True Martial Qi Force is already very pure, your decade of hard cultivation is admirable."
"But you haven't broadened your mind and opened yourself to earth and heaven, how would heaven and earth's power be used by you?"
Saying this, Yang Fei clenched his fist and waved it at Jingtian Chuyi.
"When your fist is clenched, how can you receive gifts from others? This principle is exactly like Martial Arts cultivation."
Saying this, he glanced around, sweeping his eyes over every spectator.
Everyone listened to his grand rhetoric, yet their expressions were confused, staring blankly at Yang Fei.
All of Jingtian Chuyi's life was spent seeking a breakthrough to the Spirit Martial Realm.
For the sake of breaking through the Spirit Martial Realm, he even intended to apprentice under Jing Kongzhao to learn higher-level Martial Arts cultivation methods.
After hearing Yang Fei's words, it was as if a door opened before his eyes.
His heart, calm like still waters, suddenly thumped violently.
Jingtian Chuyi's Martial Arts Realm had reached the peak of the True Martial Realm, just one more step and he could reach the legendary Spirit Martial Realm.
If he could break through to the Spirit Martial Realm, Jingtian Chuyi would be one of the strongest in this world.
His power would surge, and his lifespan would greatly increase, with the longest possible lifespan reaching two to three hundred years.
Jingtian Chuyi was a pure Martial Artist, to him, country and ethnicity, including all power and wealth, were nothing but fleeting clouds.
In these ten years, he seemed like he was locked in a dark dungeon without daylight, always struggling to breakthrough.
At this moment, Yang Fei's words made Jingtian Chuyi suddenly discover a glimmer of light.
His excited mood was simply indescribable.
After Yang Fei finished speaking, he waved to him.
"Step aside, I respect you as a pure Martial Artist, I won't kill you."
Jingtian Chuyi stared dumbly at Yang Fei, seemingly not hearing his words.
In the next moment, Jingtian Chuyi suddenly made a move that no one could have expected.
He plunked to his knees before Yang Fei, prostrating with full body devotion like a pilgrim.
"Dragon Ancestor, what you said makes a lot of sense, enlightening me. I wish to apprentice under you in Martial Arts."
Everyone stared open-mouthed at Jingtian Chuyi, seeing him kneel before Yang Fei, like a pilgrim offering worship.
Silence!
The entire Arena 04 was left in silence!
In the next moment, everyone exclaimed.
"Oh, my God, what's going on here?"
"Lord Jingtian Chuyi actually wants to apprentice under this kid, did I see wrongly?"
"This is truly convinced whole-heartedly, who would have thought, Lord Jingtian Chuyi humbled himself for the Tao."
"Hmph, Dragon Ancestor's martial arts surpasses his tenfold, he might not accept him as a disciple."
"Dragon Ancestor, Dragon Ancestor, divine might be unbeatable."
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Jingtian Chuyi was a pure Martial Artist, pure and clean at heart.
Yet he didn't realize his identity was none other than a Sang Country Martial Saint.
For years, he stood on the Martial Saint's divine throne, yet now sought apprenticeship under an unknown martial artist, this must have scared many to death.
In the distance, twenty to thirty media reporters started snapping photos again furiously.
Today's major news, coming one after another.
First, Jingtian Chuyi's crushing defeat, then Jingtian Chuyi's apprenticeship.
Any piece of this news passed outside would be a global sensational news.
Yang Fei didn't expect Jingtian Chuyi to be so straightforward, feeling both surprised and moved.
This is the true Martial Arts practitioner; in Jingtian Chuyi's heart, there would be no fame, no power, not even self.
His life pursuit was all about how to breakthrough to the Spirit Martial Realm and continue breaking through himself.
To such a person, riches and luxury, money and fame were all fleeting clouds.
Such people were already rare in the world.
Thinking of this, Yang Fei helped Jingtian Chuyi up, putting aside his mischievous smile, appearing sincere.
"For the pursuit of the supreme Martial Arts, sir does not consider the cost, I admire immensely."
Saying this, Yang Fei lowered his voice.
"However, I am not qualified to be your teacher. If you're willing, you may stay at Huaxia Drinking Snow Tower to study Martial Arts together."
"We can emulate Zhonghai Drink Snow Tower back then, deducing and studying higher-level Martial Arts Realms together."
Jingtian Chuyi's eyes sparkled, he sighed softly.
"Unexpectedly, I still have the chance to enter the Drinking Snow Tower in my lifetime, it's a sacred temple that martial artists yearn for."
Saying this, he shook hands with Yang Fei.
"Good, I will surely head to the Drinking Snow Tower another day."
Everyone observed with increasing wonder.
Jingtian Chuyi, a Sang Country Martial Saint, accepted into Huaxia Drinking Snow Tower by Yang Fei with a few words, what is happening here?
As everyone's gaze was filled with astonishment, a pretty and naïve little girl barefooted, paced up the stage step by step.