My name is Wei Qing, and I want to fight the Xiongnu.

While the group outside was arguing endlessly, Wei Qing was completely immersed in the joy of breaking into the pavilion.

Each level you overcome not only solves problems but also brings unexpected rewards.

The various and bizarre problems that emerge one after another, seemingly baffling, are actually a deeper level of teaching.

If the rote learning style of the Imperial Academy's lecture hall is like an ordinary person suddenly receiving a powerful master's teachings;

What Wei Qing is experiencing now is constantly improving his strength through fierce battles.

The former is a shortcut, allowing even ordinary people to become powerful overnight.

Of course, there are also big problems, because the full range of skills cannot be achieved through one's own gradual cultivation. Therefore, they are superficial and unrealistic. It would be good if one could master half of the full range of skills.

Secondly, they lack practical experience. They can bully those weaker than themselves, but when they encounter a tough opponent, they get crushed.

The latter, on the other hand, retraced the Long March route in a down-to-earth manner, with every step being extremely solid!

Of course, there are also big problems...it relies too much on talent.

If you lack talent, others may have already achieved great success by receiving instruction, while you are still stuck at the very first step.

After passing the sixteenth floor, Wei Qing not only did not feel tired, but even felt refreshed.

As Wei Qing ventured into the pavilion, he couldn't help but exclaim, "This Hundred Battles Pavilion is perfect for me right now!"

I was thinking of trying to audit some classes at the command department.

There is no doubt that he was indeed severely lacking in military strategy and tactics.

Now, a wave of opposition to discussing military strategy and tactics is sweeping through the command departments, which Wei Qing feels is a bit of an overcorrection.

Talking about military strategy is not useless; it is fundamental and lays the foundation for subsequent military exercises and command, and even for actual troop command and combat.

The problem with command departments lies in their overemphasis on fundamentals, forgetting the purpose of those fundamentals.

Wei Qing never imagined that after being thoroughly tested by the Hundred Battles Pavilion, the previously weak area was being rapidly filled in, so he no longer needed to go to the command departments to audit classes.

Outside the Hundred Battles Pavilion, the discussions grew increasingly louder.

Do you think Wei Qing can get past the 20th floor?

"I think it's difficult. No wonder Wei Qing went to the martial arts department. It seems he knows his own limitations."

"I might be able to get past the 20th floor, but I definitely won't have a chance at the 40th floor, and I guess the 30th floor will be difficult too. It seems that Wei Qing isn't all that great after all."

"Hahaha, you were bragging so loudly before, but now you can't keep up the act anymore, can you? And look at this Marquis of Pingyang from the human race, his face is so gloomy it could drip water."

The fact that human students dared not mock Cao Ying does not mean that the Xiongnu barbarians also dared not.

At this moment, Cao Ying was standing at the entrance of the Hundred Battles Pavilion, the most conspicuous one, and every move he made was seen by everyone.

The more arrogant Wei Qing was when he made those outrageous remarks this morning, the more enthusiastic the people are in mocking him now.

Cao Ying grew increasingly irritated and couldn't help but point at the group of mocking people and yell, "A bunch of grown men acting like sissies! If you don't respect Wei Qing, then beat him down! What kind of men are you, spouting sarcasm here!"

A new member of the Xiongnu tribe laughed loudly: "What? You're so arrogant when you're doing well, but when you're not, you won't allow others to kick you while you're down?"

Besides, I'm a student of the Witch Doctor's Department. Can't I just dislike Wei Qing?

"If Wei Qing is not convinced, let him come out and compete with me in witchcraft. I'll gladly oblige!"

“That makes sense. Besides, I did lead the freshmen in the department, and I admit that I can’t beat Wei Qing in martial arts, but can’t I just refuse to admit defeat? Who says you have to submit just because you can’t beat someone? Gongsun Zan’s White Horse Cavalry was wiped out, but he didn’t admit defeat verbally.”

The group got more and more excited as they talked, and the more excited they got, the more they talked.

Gradually, the students who had previously been observing also began to join in the sarcastic remarks, and even Cao Ying was dragged into it and made strange comments.

Okay...okay...okay!

You forced me to do this!

Cao Ying's anger was rising. He was not one to suffer a loss. Since you want to die, I'll gamble with you!

He stomped his foot on the ground and roared with all his might, "Shut the hell up! Don't you all think Wei Qing is no good? Do you think Wei Qing has shown his true colors and definitely can't pass the fortieth floor?"

Alright! I'll give you bunch of bastards another chance!

Today, I'm setting up a bet right here: whether Wei Qing can get past the fortieth floor!

Those bastards who were just babbling on and on, if you've got the guts, go ahead and make a bet with me!

"If you're spineless, get back home! Stop embarrassing yourselves here, I spit on you!"

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This chapter is to make up for yesterday's update; four more chapters will be released tonight.

Chapter Twenty-Five: A Gamble, This Time It's Really a Gamble!

Cao Ying was truly exasperated. From childhood to adulthood, he had endured much hardship in martial arts and hunting.

It was common for him to go without sleep for days and nights. During sparring, he would often be beaten black and blue. In the worst case, he even had his arm broken. If it weren't for the rare and precious herbs and treasures in the manor, given the injuries Cao Ying had suffered over the past ten years, it would be a miracle that he could still breathe.

However, I have suffered a lot, but I have never suffered any loss!

Who is he?

He is the Marquis of Pingyang!

The Marquis of Guannei in the Han Dynasty ranked first, with a fief of 10,630 households, making him a true Marquis of 10,000 households, second only to the Liu and Lü kings.

Now a few mere Xiongnu barbarians dare to shit and piss on my head? They've got some nerve!

Cao Ying pointed at the group that had just said those words, her anger rising to her eyebrows: "Don't tell me you don't even dare to gamble!"

If you want to continue being a grandson, then you'd better stay out of the mud and play somewhere else. Otherwise, if you dare to disgust me, the Marquis, then you'll never leave the Imperial Academy!

"If you dare leave the Imperial Academy without at least ten or eight powerful advisors by your side, I'll make sure you don't see the sun rise the next day!"

No matter how incompetent Cao Ying was, he was still the Marquis of Pingyang. This was Chang'an, the capital of the Han Dynasty. If he was really angered, killing a few Xiongnu barbarians would not be a difficult thing. At most, there would be some trouble later.

Is Cao Ying someone who hates trouble?

Anyone who knows him knows that this husky bites without any regard for the consequences!

When Wei Qing first climbed the Hundred Battles Pavilion, many students and lecturers made predictions, believing that Wei Qing was very likely to reach the thirty-ninth floor, but whether he could break through to the fortieth floor was still unknown.

Secondly, both students and lecturers believed that Wei Qing would not prepare in advance, much less refer to how others entered the pavilion, which was the pride of geniuses.

Since the goal is to challenge the pavilion, one should rely on one's own true abilities, rather than simply copying others' methods.

This makes the challenge even more difficult, so the general consensus is that it's impossible to pass the forty-story level on the first try.

In other words, given Wei Qing's abilities, he might fail the first time, but if he goes back and thinks about it more and tries a few more times, the fortyth floor will definitely not be a problem for him.

However, seeing Wei Qing's poor performance, everyone's expectations for him have begun to decline. They are certain that he has no chance of reaching the fortieth floor, so the probability of betting that Wei Qing will not be able to pass through is very high.

Adding to their frustration, the newly emerged Xiongnu barbarians couldn't hold back any longer after being subjected to a barrage of insults from the enraged Cao Ying.

Having spent the last two weeks at the Imperial Academy, the Xiongnu freshmen had just experienced being superior to others. Now, someone was pointing fingers at them and cursing them. How could they not be angry?

"Forty levels? Hahaha, everyone, listen carefully! Your Marquis of Pingyang from the Han Dynasty said that Wei Qing can pass forty levels! He said it himself. Alright, I'll bet with you!"

Several Xiongnu barbarians nearby were also furious and said, "Let's bet! We're not afraid of you! With Wei Qing's speed, it's questionable whether he can even get past the 20th floor, let alone the 40th! If he can get past the 40th floor, I'll eat shit in public!"

"I'll bet on the fortieth floor! I just don't know how Marquis Pingyang will gamble!"

"Count me in, but I'm afraid the stakes are too high and you, Cao Ying, won't dare to take it!"

More and more Xiongnu barbarians are betting against Cao Ying, and even some human students who are close to the Xiongnu barbarians are joining in.

"Lord Pingyang, would you mind if we joined in? I don't mean anything by it, I just want to see if Wei Qing can really pass the fortieth level. If he can, our human race will have produced another genius. Even if we lose, we'll be happy, and we'll consider it as supporting a human genius."

"That's right."

"That makes sense."

"We don't want to earn any points, we just want to join in the fun, and we're happy whether we win or lose."

When Cao Ying saw someone from the human race saying something about joining in the fun, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, though he was angry about it.

Before coming to the Imperial Academy, Cao Ying had heard that some humans had a good relationship with the Xiongnu barbarians, and that their allies were even somewhat biased.

But once he entered the Imperial Academy, he realized that it wasn't just that his buttocks were a little crooked; he didn't have a buttocks at all.

He tried to remain calm and looked at the human student he had just mentioned, saying, "Joining the fun? Next time I'm fucking your mothers, how about I get a few classmates to join in and lend a hand?"

You sons of bitches, since you want to play, then I, the Marquis, will play with you to my heart's content!

There's no need for such high-sounding words. Since I, Cao Ying, am opening a betting session here today, anyone who wants to place a bet, whether human, barbarian, or alien, is welcome to do so!

If Wei Qing can clear the fortieth floor, I win; if he can't, I lose. If I don't have enough points, I'll have to pay him back with money!

The house in Pingyang Prefecture is quite large. Including the contents, it should be worth several million gold coins. Don't worry about me, Cao Ying, defaulting on the debt!

If you win the bet, that's your skill; don't worry about me settling scores later.

If you lose the bet, shut the hell up! But if you're too scared to gamble and keep nagging, I've already said it, and I, Cao Ying, mean what I say!

Cao Ying's words were truly powerful and domineering!

If Wei Qing's domineering nature was based on strength, then Cao Ying's domineering nature was entirely a matter of personal character.

Perhaps only someone with his temperament would dare to join the Han Army after just a few words.

Not long after Cao Ying finished speaking, a path suddenly opened up in the crowd, and a senior student from the Xiongnu tribe stepped forward.

"Who is this person? He seems quite unusual. Is he a lecturer or a student?"

"Yes, all of them. Students in the ninth grade and above of the Imperial Academy can apply to give lectures. This is Miao Ga, an eleventh-grade student from the Department of Command, and the commander of the Northern Sacred Realm Legion. The Northern Sacred Realm Legion has a history of two hundred years and is said to be the first group of the Xiongnu Sacred Clan to come to the Imperial Academy. They hold a very high status."

"I heard that the Northern Sacred Realm Legion ranks ninth in the Imperial Academy, and there are two members of the legion who can summon the Legion's spirit. This legion commander is one of them. Not only that, his martial prowess is extraordinary, having reached a transcendent level. It is said that he once fought against Lü Bu and was undefeated."

"What is he doing here? Oh, right, I heard that Muga married a human woman, so he's practically a human son-in-law. He's very friendly towards humans, and many human students enjoy his classes."

"What else could they be doing? Maybe they're unhappy with Wei Qing and want to put him down."

"I support Miao Ga. Wei Qing is indeed too arrogant. I've disliked him for a long time."

Amidst the murmurs and whispers, Muga stepped forward. He was dressed in human attire, with a jade pendant at his waist and a sword in his hand. If it weren't for the tattoos on his face, he could easily be mistaken for a true human. Many human students at the Imperial Academy considered it an honor to be Muga's student.

Miao Ga approached Cao Ying with a smile and said, "My lord, you're simply annoyed by the noise around you. Why get so worked up over such a small matter?"