Martial Master

“We know this too, but it’s just too unfair,” Liu Xuanrui said indignantly.

“Unfair?” Qin Chen glanced at him lightly, “This is a world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Where is the fairness in that? For example, you, as His Majesty of the Da Wei Dynasty, have been a prince since birth, enjoying resources and treatment that far exceed those of ordinary martial artists in the dynasty. That’s why you can become a Martial King powerhouse.”

“If it weren’t for your special identity, do you think you could break through to Martial King with the same resources?” Qin Chen smiled and said.

Liu Xuanrui’s expression froze.

Indeed, as a prince of the Da Wei Dynasty, he never had to worry about cultivating resources. Whether it was pills or martial arts techniques, he had everything he needed and lacked nothing.

If he were like other martial artists, he would probably only be an ordinary sixth-level Martial Venerable now.

“This world is inherently unfair. Only the weak beg for fairness, while the strong set the rules. If you want to avoid being controlled by others, then strive to become strong and be part of those who set the rules. Only then can you fight for a chance at fairness for yourself,” Qin Chen coldly said.

He had already understood this reasoning back in the Martial Domain.

“Young Master Chen, what you say makes sense, but the Tianji Pavilion has set this rule now. It’s probably as hard as climbing to the sky for our Da Wei Dynasty to successfully apply to become a medium dynasty,” Liu Xuanrui said with a bitter smile.

“Hard as climbing to the sky?” Qin Chen laughed, “Do you not have faith in us? If we can’t overcome this little setback, then what qualifications do Wang Qiming and the others have to obtain a spot to enter the Demon Secret Realm?”

Wang Qiming and the others had grown up alongside him, and Qin Chen understood their strength very well.

If the Tianji Pavilion wanted to stump them like this, they were probably mistaken in their calculations.

“Leave this matter to us. Besides, with me around, what is there to worry about?” Qin Chen smiled faintly.

Boom!

A pressure representing the late stage of the sixth level subtly emanated.

“Young Master Chen, you’ve broken through to the late stage of the sixth level?”

Everyone in the hall was stunned, their eyes wide open like dead fish, all speechless in shock.

What kind of cultivation speed was this?

They still vividly remembered that when Qin Chen first arrived at the Da Wei Dynasty, he was merely a late-stage Martial Zong. How much time had passed? Less than half a year, and he had actually broken through to the late stage of the sixth level.

This...

Incredible!

At the same time, inexplicably, everyone’s hearts calmed down.

It was true, with Young Master Chen around, what was there to worry about?

When Young Master Chen was still at the peak of the late stage of the fifth level Martial Zong, he could slay the ancestor of the Feng family, Feng Yuan. Now that he had broken through to the late stage of the sixth level in the Martial Venerable realm, who could possibly be his opponent?

During the discussions in the Da Wei Dynasty.

The rules set by the Tianji Pavilion spread like a gust of wind throughout Chaotian City, causing a huge uproar.

“The Tianji Pavilion has gone too far. Setting this rule is clearly opening the back door for those top forces.”

“The genius competition for those under thirty, haha, which new medium forces could possibly compete with those top forces?”

“To be honest, we can’t blame the Tianji Pavilion. They are merely an intelligence organization of the Hundred Dynasties and do not determine the abilities of the various forces. They are just following the instructions of the seven major superior dynasties.”

“Being both the referee and the contestant, do the top forces of the Hundred Dynasties think we’re fools?”

“What can you do about it? Do you dare to tell them no? You probably wouldn’t even know how to write the word 'death'!”