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"Isn't that nonsense? Naturally, we have to choose a battle technique from the Compendium Pavilion as well! " The garlic skin said in disdain.

"From what I see, you're not newbies anymore. You've probably picked one already. How can you do it a second time?"

"We are ignorant and ill-informed. The disciples of our Duxiu Peak only need to have one session every three years, and they can go to the Compendium Pavilion to choose martial skills because we are core disciples." The bulbous nose said arrogantly.

"As for the other Peak-Pulse disciples, each term requires five years for one period. Only then can they go to the Book Collection Hall to choose a martial skill, because you are only inner sect disciples. This is the difference between noble and lowly."

"You guys are all respected. Last time at the Duxiu Peak, there were still people beaten into pig heads by me." Wang Jin sneered and strode into the library.

that Duxiu Peak had lost all face in an instant, and the joke of Duxiu Peak had already reached everyone's ears, causing them to be extremely unhappy. They quickly caught up and quickly ran into the library in front of Wang Jin.

"Wang Jin, don't be so arrogant. After all, inner sect disciples are still inner sect disciples. No matter how powerful you are, you are still inferior to us!"

Yes, Wang Jin. For example, we can enter the third floor of the Compendium Pavilion. No matter how fierce you cry, you can only envy us pitifully on the second floor.

"Hahaha …" The two of them laughed without end, greeted the Old Man Of The Pavilion and ran upstairs.

"A duke would rather have a son. People are born with a lower status and that's because of all sorts of artificial moral rules. I refuse to accept it!" If one day I can attain the highest level of martial arts and shatter the void, then when that time comes, I will see that all of you self-righteous beasts that are full of warmth and hunger will be as insignificant as ants! " Wang Jin clenched his fists and said with bright eyes.

"Brat, you're too arrogant." Old Man Of The Pavilion suddenly sneered, then gently turned his head towards Wang Jin. His eyes lit up, as if he could see through a person's soul.

Wang Jin could not help but think, why was this old man looking at people so straight in the eyes, did he also look at female disciples the same way? Of course, Wang Jin could only hide these words deep in his heart, he then took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then walked towards Old Man Of The Pavilion.

Old Man Of The Pavilion glanced at the Claymore Peak and white robe Wang Jin was wearing, and then said: "Since you are an inner sect disciple, you should go straight to the second floor."

"Don't we need to insert incense into the clock?" Wang Jin asked.

"Inner disciples and above do not need a time limit, but they can only choose one martial skill. Furthermore, they are not allowed to cultivate in the Compendium Pavilion. After selecting, they must leave. If they dare to go to the other floors, they must cripple their cultivation." The old man spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Understood." Wang Jin turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Wait." Old Man Of The Pavilion suddenly called out to Wang Jin.

"What else is there?"

"There are too many disciples coming to the Compendium Pavilion. I don't remember. Have you ever chosen the Origin Skill at the first floor?" Old Man Of The Pavilion said uncertainly.

Wang Jin wasn't clear on the reason why the Old Man Of The Pavilion would ask about this topic, but he still truthfully answered: "What you said is correct. Nearly four months ago, I obtained the Origin Arts manual here."

"You've become an inner court disciple?" Old Man Of The Pavilion asked.

"Isn't that obvious?"

"So you're saying that you can use other martial skills based on the Origin Skill?"

"Mn, but with this technique, most disciples with Duxiu Peak should be able to learn it." Wang Jin laughed.

"There's no need for you to be modest. The difference between you and them is that your skeletal age shouldn't exceed seventeen years, right?"

"Yes."

"Kid, show off in front of me." Old Man Of The Pavilion's eyes flashed, he once again looked at Wang Jin as though he could see through a person's soul.

What did he mean? Wang Jin thought about the old man's thoughts, but thinking that he and the old man had no enmity with each other, he would not come and trouble a junior like me, so Wang Jin nodded, and displayed his Origin Qi in front of the old man.

"Oh?" The old man's eyelids jumped, then he said indifferently: "Your Origin Skill is considered decent, at least it's stronger than others."

I ate three Triceratops, of course. Wang Jin thought, and then activated the Flame Palm.

"Alright." Old Man Of The Pavilion squinted his eyes, as if he was happy.

Wang Jin also narrowed his eyes. He suddenly thought back to what his master, Zhao Jianpeng, had once said to him before: Old Man Of The Pavilion was an enigmatic senior.

After thinking about it, Wang Jin once again raised his left hand.

Phew!

His left hand activated the Flame Palm.

"Oh? It means that you have extremely strong control over the power of elemental spirit. Becoming an inner disciple is the real deal. " Old Man Of The Pavilion's eyes lit up.

"Take a closer look." Wang Jin smiled slightly, his left hand continuing Shi Zhanlie's Fire Palm, followed by his right hand releasing a sound, at the same time he activated his Flame Palm.

"What!" Old Man Of The Pavilion opened his eyes wide.

"Why are you so surprised?" Wang Jin couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. Thinking back to how the old man looked down on him in all sorts of ways, he really let out a sigh of relief today.

"Oh, I just suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten something important. That's why I was surprised, not because of you." Old Man Of The Pavilion withdrew his elongated face and said indifferently.

Tch! Old people really do love face. Wang Jin was speechless, he hugged Old Man Of The Pavilion's fists and was about to climb the stairs.

"Wait, I remember that important matter. It seems to have something to do with you." Old Man Of The Pavilion called out to Wang Jin again.

"Elder, please speak." Wang Jin thought that there was hope in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and collected, in case this old man got cocky again.

The Old Man Of The Pavilion smiled slightly: "The second floor of the Compendium Pavilion is prepared for warriors of the other fifteen Peak-Pulse, other than Duxiu Peak,. Although the second floor has middle ranked martial skills, they are all ordinary middle ranked martial skills. The third floor has those middle ranked martial skills for the core disciples, which are the best among the middle ranked martial skills."

"I understand!" Wang Jin's face sank. He had already expected this would happen, no wonder the bulbous nose and wind ears that just went up were so cocky, no wonder so many people were fighting over the Duxiu Peak.

"If you can't find a martial skill that you like on the second floor, you can go to the third floor to take a look." Old Man Of The Pavilion's words were shocking.

"What?" Wang Jin cried out involuntarily, he then understood the meaning behind the old man's words and was immediately ecstatic, but he could not help but ask, "Why?"

"Because you made me happy today."

"But there's a rule for Tongqing Sect."

"The Compendium Pavilion is mine." Old Man Of The Pavilion said domineeringly.

"We will repay you in the future for your great kindness!" Wang Jin hugged his fists, neither arrogant nor humble, and climbed up the stairs.

"This child will definitely become an extraordinary character in the future." Old Man Of The Pavilion looked hesitant, as though he was thinking about something.

Wang Jin went through the stairs and arrived at the second floor of the Compendium Pavilion. There was still plenty of time, and since the inner disciples did not have the time limit of the Compendium Pavilion, he decided to enter the second floor to take a look.

The collection on the second floor was much less than the first floor, at least a hundred times less. It was enough to prove the value of a middle rank martial skill.

Moreover, there were very few inner disciples who would choose a martial skill on this level. After all, it was only the first stage of the Martial skill selection in five years.

On the second floor of the Compendium Pavilion, Wang Jin was shocked to see Zhao Yuling's figure.

"Junior brother, you're here too?" Zhao Yuling also noticed Wang Jin, and walked over with a happy expression.

Last time when he had just entered the Claymore Peak, Wang Jin was used by this woman and did not have a good impression of her.

Zhao Yuling did not find it interesting. The smart girl knew why Wang Jin was angry, yet was so thick-skinned that she stuck to him, "Are you still angry at me?"

Wang Jin said angrily in his heart, but he still said: "Senior Sister, if you want to reject someone, there's no need to use me as a shield right?"

"There's nothing we can do about that." Zhao Yuling pretended to be pitiful.

"You haven't considered what would happen if I died?" Wang Jin said as his eyes flashed.

"Hmm?" Zhao Yuling was startled, and stood still on the spot.

"I'm going to choose a martial skill. Take your time, Senior Sister." Wang Jin hugged his fists and left Zhao Yuling's side.

After a long while, Zhao Yuling finally regained his senses, he understood Wang Jin's intentions, and because Zhao Yuling and Lin Daide had known each other for so many years, he naturally understood Lin Daide's personality.

The slim and tall girl's body was trembling, she sneaked a peek at Wang Jin, wanting to apologize to him, but after countless of struggles, she stopped herself from doing so.

She was the daughter of the Claymore Peak Elder, a special elemental spirit martial artist.

The martial skills here varied greatly, Wang Jin saw the Spiritual Wood Drill that Zhang Ancheng used back then, and also saw the water dragon scroll which was the second person from the outer sect to die, as well as the martial skills used by his other disciples in Claymore Peak. Only he did not see the martial skill called Green into Cloud.

"I was looking forward to these Martial Skills before, but now they're not suitable for me to learn." Since Old Man Of The Pavilion agreed to let him go up to the third floor, then he would choose the best and choose the best.

Wang Jin laughed out loud and walked out of the library's second floor.

Seeing Wang Jin had left, Zhao Yuling took the martial skill that she had chosen and followed him.

Wang Jin stopped at the entrance to the second floor and looked up. Then, he started to climb the stairs to the third floor.

"Junior Brother, stop right there!" Zhao Yuling anxiously stopped her.

"Senior Sister Zhao, do you have any other instructions?" Wang Jin turned his head.

"The higher ups will not allow us ordinary inner disciples to enter!" Zhao Yuling reminded her with a red face.

"Of course I know that." Wang Jin disapproved and went back up the stairs.

"You don't listen to my advice? Do you know how strict the rules of the Compendium Pavilion are? No matter the reason, the moment you break the rules, you will cripple your cultivation! " Zhao Yuling called out to Wang Jin again.

Wang Jin replied without turning his head, "There's no need for you to worry about what I will do."

"Good, good, good! How dare you be so bold, your cultivation has been crippled, so you deserve it! " Zhao Yuling was so angry that he stomped his feet, his heart was filled with resentment.

Wang Jin's figure had already disappeared from the stairs.

No! If his cultivation were to be crippled, then he would have to spend the rest of his life as a martial artist! Seeing that, Zhao Yuling broke out in a cold sweat, his face hesitated for a moment, then he grinded his teeth and rushed up the stairs.

At this time, Wang Jin happened to come to the entrance of the Compendium Pavilion, and was preparing to enter the third floor.

"Who?" The bulbous nose and ears looked over, and when they saw Wang Jin, they couldn't help but grin.