Berserk God of War

260: Chapter 260: Not Satisfied, Crazy Testing 260: Chapter 260: Not Satisfied, Crazy Testing The one who struck him was, of course, Vice Palace Master Qin Heng.

The entire crowd of apprentices, who took pleasure in the misfortune, were dumbstruck as well.

How did Vice Palace Master Qin Heng arrive?

At this moment, Qin Heng said coldly, “Master Wen Hu, go ask this guy why he wants to kill my entire family.”

Without saying a second word, Wen Hu charged out, grabbed Zheng Yuanlou, and slapped him across the face, demanding, “Did you hear that?

Tell me clearly, why do you want to kill the entire family of Vice Palace Master Qin?”

In truth, both Qin Heng and Wen Hu knew that it was just a conflict between students.

But now, they must pay attention to Sikong Jing.

Thus, the methods Wen Hu used were naturally to explain and vent on behalf of Sikong Jing, and the slaps on Zheng Yuanlou’s face were really fierce.

“No, I, I didn’t mean to…”

Zheng Yuanlou was slapped until his head buzzed, and his entire face had become red.

Every time he tried to speak, Wen Hu would slap him again, leaving him with absolutely no chance to explain.

You’re telling me to explain clearly, but I really did not intend to kill Vice Palace Master Qin’s entire family.

On the other side, Qin Heng couldn’t be bothered to care.

He turned and said to Sikong Jing, “I am Qin Heng, the Vice Palace Master of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.

Your name is Sikong Jing, right?

Don’t worry about this matter; I will handle it.”

Sikong Jing’s gaze froze.

What was happening?

Why did the Vice Palace Master come out?

He instinctively looked toward Yu Yan next to him.

It seemed that the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace indeed placed great importance on the Beast Skill ‘Black Vortex Fist,’ but there was no fluctuation in his emotions.

This was due to the fact that he didn’t yet know what Qin Heng intended to do, recalling the precedent set by Xingluo Palace.

Seeing Sikong Jing remain expressionless and silent, Qin Heng smiled again and said, “Little brother, you were brought here by Institute Master Tan.

There are some things I need to explain to you.

Would you have the time to accompany me to Golden Dragon Mountain?”

He thought Sikong Jing was already aware of the harsh old rules, which could be why he was upset, so his tone was quite gentle.

Sikong Jing was still stunned, but nodded and replied, “Whatever Vice Palace Master Qin arranges is fine.”

He wasn’t worried about a situation like what happened at the Long Night Star Palace occurring again.

At most, he would just talk about what happened inside the Xingluo Palace—there were things that flattered them, so they couldn’t possibly do anything to him.

With that, Qin Heng gestured, and a demon dragon flew over.

He directly had Sikong Jing and Su Yuexi board the beast’s back and then flew them toward Golden Dragon Mountain.

As Sikong Jing and the others left with Qin Heng, the surrounding apprentices were again astounded, realizing this apprentice was not a fool at all but rather had a terrifying background.

After all, the mount of Vice Palace Master Qin was not something just anyone could ride on demand.

And Zheng Yuanlou, who was being slapped until he screamed in misery, roared furiously in his heart: “Damn it, no background my ass; you’ve dug me into a pit.”

In the end, he could only explain all of the events honestly to Wen Hu.

Afterward, Wen Hu punished Zheng Yuanlou and his brother and hurried off with Yu Yan toward Jinyuan Mountain, too curious about what kind of terrifying martial arts talent Sikong Jing could possibly reveal.

Golden Dragon Mountain, the main peak of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, where the Palace Master and others resided.

Qin Heng had not reported Sikong Jing’s matter to the Palace Master.

Instead, he decided to give Sikong Jing a thorough examination first and then surprise the Palace Master greatly, easing the tension between Tan Yue and the Palace Master in the process.

Thus, Sikong Jing and Su Yuexi were taken to a palace.

And in the center of the palace was a large pillar, shimmering with lustrous glints.

Sikong Jing recognized at a glance that this was a Martial Meridian Stone Pillar; yet compared to the one at the Black Burning Camp, it was more than ten times larger, and even without being activated, it radiated a formidable pressure.

“Sikong Jing, come here first to test your Martial Root,” Qin Heng said, wanting to ascertain Sikong Jing’s Martial Root first.

Along the way, he hadn’t observed Sikong Jing and was ready to leave a surprise for himself.

Sikong Jing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, “Vice Palace Master Qin, there’s no need for testing, I am a Spirit Martial Root.”

As soon as his voice fell, Qin Heng was dumbfounded, then laughed, “The testing tool of Master Wen Hu must have been broken just now, don’t take it to heart.

This is a Martial Meridian Stone, it will provide a very accurate test.”

Frowning, Sikong Jing still stepped forward without any explanation and conducted the test.

And, of course, the Martial Meridian Stone didn’t show any reaction at all.

Afterward, Sikong Jing withdrew his hand and looked indifferently at Qin Heng, “I have been tested many times before, it is always a Spirit Martial Root.”

At this moment, Qin Heng stood frozen in place, his mouth agape, and asked, “Then how did you reach the Innate Realm?”

“I don’t know, I just made a breakthrough and reached it.”

Naturally, Sikong Jing wouldn’t reveal the truth and kept his gaze fixed on Qin Heng’s changing expressions.

He wanted to know how Qin Heng would treat him after confirming that he was indeed a Spirit Martial Root holder.

Would he, like Xingluo Palace, ask him to leave immediately, or something else?

First, he saw doubt and disappointment flash through Qin Heng’s eyes, then he heard him ask hesitantly, “The Beast Skill Black Vortex Fist, is it truly something you comprehended and created yourself?”

“Yes, it was witnessed by Senior Tan Yue,” replied Sikong Jing.

Qin Heng stood still for three breaths, then unwillingly said, “Next, I will conduct a Martial Vein test on you.”

Without a Martial Root, perhaps there could still be a powerful Martial Arts Bloodline?

Although at least a Fourth Grade Martial Root is usually needed to awaken a Martial Arts Bloodline, there are also exceptions.

Since Sikong Jing was an exception for breaking through to the Innate Martial Acupoint Realm, having a second kind of exception was not strange.

However, Sikong Jing still shook his head, “I’ve been tested before at the Long Night Black Burning Camp.”

Following that, Sikong Jing explained his background, and the situation at the Long Night Black Burning Camp to Qin Heng.

“No matter, let’s test again, the Martial Meridian Stone at the Black Burning Camp cannot hold a candle to ours at the Holy Dragon Palace,” said Qin Heng.

After that, he slapped the Martial Meridian Stone heavily, releasing a terrifying pressure that bore down on Sikong Jing.

Then Qin Heng flashed forward, blocking the pressure for Su Yuexi.

For this small gesture, Sikong Jing felt a slight warmth in his heart, his fondness for Qin Heng and the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace grew, and he then stood quietly in the midst of the pressure, his expression unchanging.

“What a strong Martial Arts Will.”

Qin Heng’s eyes widened, but as he waited continuously, Sikong Jing remained unchanged, showing no signs of a Martial Arts Bloodline.

Unwilling to accept this, Qin Heng tapped the Martial Meridian Stone again.

A pressure ten times stronger than before blasted toward Sikong Jing…

But still, Sikong Jing remained unmoved, as still as a maiden, as if the pressure was of no consequence to him.

“This Martial Arts Will is defying the heavens, no wonder he could go against the tide and reach the Innate Realm.

But with no Martial Root and no Martial Arts Bloodline, this is just too absurd,” Qin Heng muttered in exasperation.

How could such a talent lack Martial Arts talent?

Turning off the pressure from the Martial Meridian Stone, Qin Heng was still gnashing his teeth unwillingly, “Follow me again…”

With that, he led the two to another palace.

The previous palace was Martial Meridian Hall, and this one was the Martial Dragon Palace.

Inside were many pillars, each carved with lifelike demon dragons of all varieties…

The Golden Divine Dragon was an Ancient Divine Dragon, but beneath it were many kinds of demon beasts with a dragon’s bloodline.

These were known as sub-dragons or Demon Dragons, such as the Fire Bone Battle Dragon, one of them.

A true Divine Dragon was almost impossible to find, or not something ordinary people could come into contact with.

“This is a test of martial arts wisdom, give it a try,” Qin Heng said deeply.