Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

"Scared? Haha!"

Lu Ya laughed heartily, playing with the unlit cigarette in his hand.

"A brat who can solo kill a mid-tier third-level Shadow Panther cub, do you think he'll be scared of me?"

"Then this year's top scorer is way too overrated! Come in, come in, don't be shy!"

He stepped aside to make way for the doorway, then turned around and nestled back into the huge living room.

Amidst the sofa piled high with snack wrappers and game discs, eyes were once again drawn to the massive game screen on the wall.

Chen Xing followed him into the living room.

The room was... very messy.

Game console, energy drink cans, and half-eaten snacks.

Various monster skeletons and mineral specimens are piled up haphazardly, creating an eerie contrast with high-tech home appliances.

But what's most eye-catching is the entire wall of the living room, which is covered with a dazzling array of club-like weapons!

From the most basic F-grade training stick to one that is entirely shimmering with light.

There were dozens of S-class battle staffs that emanated heart-pounding energy fluctuations!

They are carefully fixed to the wall like exhibits, silently telling the story of the owner's obsession with and mastery of stick fighting.

"Please sit wherever you like, and help yourself to water. There are drinks in the refrigerator."

"Just wait until I finish this game, it'll be over soon!"

Lu Ya said without turning his head, his fingers flying across the controller.

The character in the game is performing a spectacular combo.

Chen Xing neither sat down nor went to pour water.

He stood quietly in the center of the living room, his gaze sweeping over the weapons on the wall.

Especially the few fiery red staffs with the most intense and violent aura.

He could sense that these sticks were not just for show.

Each one seemed to contain explosive power, having drunk its fill of blood.

Just then—

A terrifying aura, seemingly from the primordial era, appeared without warning.

A hint of something was revealed from the seemingly slovenly and unruly man on the sofa!

Just a trace,

In that instant, every hair on Chen Xing's body stood on end!

My blood seemed to freeze, and my heart stopped.

A primal, extreme fear and dread, as if facing a natural enemy, surged from the depths of my soul!

However, this aura vanished in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Lu Ya continued playing the game with his back to him, without turning his head.

He just chuckled softly, a hint of mockery in his voice:

"Your senses are pretty sharp, kid."

"Not bad, not bad. You didn't wet your pants from fear. You have good self-control."

Chen Xing took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Suppressing the turmoil surging in my heart, a fine layer of cold sweat had already broken out on my back.

Is this the Seven Realms Battle Venerable?

The mere unintentional leak of a trace of energy gave him the illusion of being on the verge of death!

The game finally ended, and Lu Ya casually tossed the controller onto the sofa.

He turned around, crossed his legs, and swung his flip-flops back and forth.

Chen Xing finally saw his eyes clearly—

Those were a pair of seemingly lazy and casual eyes.

They even have a slightly cynical look in their eyes, but if you look closely...

You will find that deep in the depths of their eyes, there seem to be two clusters of intense golden-red flames that can burn the soul quietly!

It was simply well contained by its owner.

"Kid, I've seen your file."

Lu Ya tilted his head and sized up Chen Xing.

His tone was casual, but his eyes held a scrutinizing gaze.

"S-rank Battle Saint Body, bloodthirsty, ruthless, martial arts exam score 547."

"A solo kill against a Shadow Panther of a higher level. Hmm... not bad, quite to my liking."

Chen Xing met his gaze, neither humble nor arrogant, and went straight to the point:

"Professor Lu, I would like to choose you as my mentor."

"Pick me?"

Lu Ya raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by his directness.

Then he burst into laughter again, slapping his thigh.

"Great! Straightforward enough! I like it!"

"I have two rules for accepting students—first, they must be able to fight, they can't be cowards."

"Secondly, you're not afraid to die, you're willing to risk your life. You meet both criteria, kid."

He paused, the amusement and mockery in his eyes deepening, then changed the subject:

"However... to become my student, Lu Ya, simply meeting the rules isn't enough."

"You must first pass Lao Tzu's 'entry test'."

"What kind of test?" Chen Xing's eyes narrowed.

Lu Ya stood up and walked to the wall of weapons.

He casually picked one that was entirely fiery red.

The staff has faint patterns resembling holy flames and flowing golden flame runes on its body.

As soon as I held the stick, the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to rise a few degrees.

This is a top-grade A-level fire-type battle staff.

He weighed the stick in his hand and turned to look at Chen Xing.

He grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"The test is very simple."

"You just stand there and use your strongest defense to take my blow head-on."

He held up two fingers:

"One blow. Just one blow. If you catch it and don't fall, you're my student. If you can't catch it..."

His smile turned somewhat malicious.

"How about I go to the hospital for three days to pay my tuition?"

Chen Xing's eyes sharpened.

Without saying a word, he held the Dragon Spine Staff horizontally in front of him.

The body's Qi and blood surged, and the [Indestructible Vajra (Minor Success)] was operating at full power.

A faint golden luster appeared beneath his skin, while [Battle Intent Pressure] condensed within him, forming an invisible layer of mental defense.

"Ready?"

Lu Ya remained nonchalant, making no preparations whatsoever.

He simply swung the fiery red staff in his hand casually in the direction Chen Xing was.

The movements were casual and slow.

But the moment the stick was swung, the world in Chen Xing's eyes seemed to disappear.

All that remained was a blazing inferno that consumed everything, accompanied by an erupting volcano crashing head-on towards him!

That wasn't just a simple physical attack.

It contained a fiery intent that seemed to ignite the soul, instantly locking onto him!

There's no way to avoid it!

We have no choice but to take it head-on!

"drink--!"

Chen Xing roared and poured all his strength into the Dragon Spine Staff.

Hold it horizontally in front of your chest, and unleash the full power of the Lesser Vajra Indestructible Technique!

boom--!!!!

A dull, extremely loud bang exploded in the living room!

Chen Xing felt an indescribable, immense force mixed with scorching heat.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it crashed heavily onto his dragon spine staff.

Then it pierced through the stick and crashed into his body!

Click!

The special material floor beneath his feet instantly cracked and sank!

He was thrown backwards, his feet leaving the ground!

Bang! Crash—!

He smashed through the floor-to-ceiling glass wall between the living room and the garden, his entire body like a cannonball.

It slammed hard onto the lawn in the garden outside the door, then slid along the ground for more than ten meters.

They plowed a deep furrow into the ground before finally stopping.

The black T-shirt he was wearing charred and shattered under the high temperature.

His strong chest, now covered in charred marks and tiny cracks, was exposed.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his arms gripping the stick trembled slightly, and his tiger's mouth was split open.

But he gritted his teeth and used his dragon spine staff to support himself on the ground.

He swayed and slowly stood up.

The fighting spirit in his eyes had not been extinguished.

On the contrary, the injury and this terrifying blow ignited it even more fiercely!

The [Raging Tide] effect was subtly triggered within my body, offsetting some of the pain and bringing about a recovery in strength.

Lu Ya, carrying the fiery red staff, slowly walked out of the gap in the wall that he had smashed open, creating a large, human-shaped hole.

Flip-flops made a rustling sound as they stepped on the grass.

He watched as the man struggled to his feet.

Chen Xing, whose eyes were fierce like a wounded lone wolf, had a hint of undisguised surprise and... delight flash in them.

"what?"

He looked Chen Xing up and down, especially at Chen Xing's charred and damaged body.

But it was clear that there was no fundamental damage to the chest, which was quite remarkable.

"He withstood one-tenth of my 'Heaven-Burning Force' and can still stand up?"

"Not many bones are broken? And the internal organ damage isn't serious?"

"Kid, your physical defense... it's something else! Even more monstrous than described in the data!"

He walked up to Chen Xing, put away the long stick, and casually stuck it into the grass next to him.

The stick ignited as soon as it hit the ground, burning the surrounding grass to ashes.

He clapped his hands and watched as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Xing, who was still staring intently at him, nodded in satisfaction and grinned:

"Alright! You've passed! From today onwards, you're my student, Lu Ya!"

Chen Xing took a deep breath, suppressing the churning blood and the numbness in his arm.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute and bowed slightly to Lu Ya.

His voice was somewhat hoarse due to the vibrations in his internal organs, but clear and firm:

"Student Chen Xing greets teacher."

"Stop with all this fancy formalities."

Lu Ya waved his hand, looking impatient, but the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Now that you're my student, a gift is a must."

He turned and went back into the house, then came out again a moment later.

Holding two palm-sized jade slips of different colors, he casually tossed them to Chen Xing.

Chen Xing reached out and caught it.

The jade slip was entirely crimson, warm to the touch, as if flames were flowing within it.

The other piece is dark blue with fine silver arc patterns on its surface, and feels slightly numb to the touch.

"This red area,"

Lu Ya pointed to the crimson jade slip, his tone casual, but with an undisguised hint of smugness.

"It is my self-created S-level mid-grade staff technique - 'Nine Forms of Burning Heaven'."