105: Chapter 105 The Sword King of Qingzhou, Lin Chengyuan!

The Third Martial Arts Arena of the Prefectural Academy!

Chen An looked up and glanced at Shen Qinghua, who was filled with Killing Intent and looked as if he wanted to swallow him alive, but his eyes were extremely calm.

Given his personality, if not for the fact that Shen Qinghua was a member of the Shen Family and, although he had done some petty tricks, his crimes were not enough to warrant death.

Otherwise, the Shen Family would likely have already been reduced to ruins by now.

"I'll be back in a moment!"

Chen An let go of Shen Qinglan's hand, patted the back of her hand gently to reassure her, and then turned to walk up to the arena.

"Chen An!"

Shen Qinglan suddenly reached out and grabbed his large hand.

Feeling the sudden warmth in his palm, Chen An stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the young girl in front of him.

Shen Qinglan's eyes were filled with worry. Her slender fingers meticulously smoothed out his slightly wrinkled lapel. Even though gazes from all around were focused on them, she didn't care at all.

A faint blush colored her beautiful face. She gazed at him and said softly, "Be careful!"

A hint of warmth rippled in Chen An's eyes. He raised his hand to gently brush away the stray hair at her temple and nodded at her with a smile, "Don't worry!"

After speaking, Chen An walked up to the arena with a smile on his lips.

"Bei Gong, I didn't expect your Disciple to be such a romantic. Before a great battle, he still has the mind for such affection?!"

No one noticed that on top of a school building in the distance, two figures stood with their hands behind their backs.

One of them was Principal Beigong Mo of the Chengtian Academy, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing a moon-white Confucian robe with a three-strand beard under his jaw, looking like a scholar.

However, if any Martial Artist from Qingzhou saw this person, they would likely exclaim in shock.

Because this person was none other than Instructor Lin Chengyuan, the current Academy Proctor of the Qingzhou State Academy, known as the Saber King of Qingzhou.

No one would have expected that Instructor Lin Chengyuan, as a State Academy Proctor, would appear in such a small Prefectural Academy like Chengtian Prefecture.

"Hehe, what do you, old rascal, know about romance?!"

Principal Beigong Mo didn't seem to care about Instructor Lin Chengyuan's status and retorted with a faint smile, "You should just continue living your life hugging your saber!"

"Heh, I am extreme in emotion and extreme in the Dao!"

Instructor Lin Chengyuan snorted defiantly, his gaze landing on Chen An, and said, "Did this Disciple of yours really comprehend my Saber Intent?!"

Principal Beigong Mo nodded and said, "That's right, this is something I saw with my own eyes!"

"You old ghost, since he comprehended my Saber Intent, he should have taken me as his master. By what right did you cut in?!"

Instructor Lin Chengyuan fumed, his originally elegant scholar appearance completely gone. He pointed at Principal Beigong Mo's nose and cursed, "That plaque was personally erected by me at the Chengtian Academy a hundred years ago. The Saber Intent on it is the crystallization of my life's work! Whoever comprehends it should be my, Instructor Lin Chengyuan's, Disciple!"

"Ridiculous!"

Principal Beigong Mo glared back without showing any weakness, "The plaque is on the territory of my Chengtian Academy, so it belongs to my Chengtian Academy! Chen An is a new student of my Chengtian Academy, so naturally, he should take me as his master!"

"Besides, who was it that said 'Saber Intent is for those with affinity, and I will never force it'? What, now that you see a good seedling, you're going back on your word?!"

"That was because I hadn't met a true Genius!"

Instructor Lin Chengyuan stiffened his neck and said, "This kid is different! He was able to comprehend my 'Extinction Blade Intent' while at the Qi Condensation Realm. He is a natural talent for the Dao of the saber! Following a half-baked saber wielder like you is a complete waste of talent!"

"I'm half-baked?"

Principal Beigong Mo laughed in anger, "Who was it that got knocked off the stage by a single strike from me at the Qingzhou Martial Arts Tournament back then?"

"Pah!"

"What do you mean I was knocked off the stage by a single strike? It was you who were shameless. If it weren't for the fact that my saber had shattered in the previous match, could you have defeated me?!"

"I was just letting you win!"

Instructor Lin Chengyuan's old face flushed, but he immediately continued righteously, "Anyway, regardless of what you say, I'm determined to have this Disciple! How about this, let's make a bet!"

"Bet on what?" Principal Beigong Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Let's bet on this battle!"

Instructor Lin Chengyuan pointed to the arena, his tone resolute, "If Chen An can win against that Shen Qinghua, I will give him my treasured 'Cold Iron Saber Embryo'. If he loses, you must let him come with me to the State Academy!"

A gleam flashed in Principal Beigong Mo's eyes. The Cold Iron Saber Embryo was an excellent Material for forging Heaven Rank divine weapons. Instructor Lin Chengyuan had treasured it for decades and hadn't even been willing to give it to his own Personal Disciple, yet this time he was actually willing to use it as a wager.

"Fine! I'll bet with you!"

Principal Beigong Mo agreed without hesitation, a smug smile curling on his lips, "But let's get the ugly truth out of the way first—no going back on your word if you lose!"

"Hmph! I keep my word!"

Instructor Lin Chengyuan snorted coldly, stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Principal Beigong Mo, and then added, "You too!"

The two looked at each other, snorted simultaneously, and turned to look at the arena.

On the arena!

Shen Qinghua watched Chen An walking up step by step, a cold look flashing in his eyes, "Chen An, you've finally come up!"

"Is the one million yuan crystal ready?!" Chen An stepped onto the arena with his hands behind his back. Facing the aggressive Shen Qinghua, he acted as if he didn't see him, not even bothering to lift his eyelids, and asked in a calm tone.

"One million yuan crystal?"

Shen Qinghua seemed to have heard a huge joke and threw his head back in wild laughter, his laughter filled with disdain and contempt, "Chen An, do you really think you can win? When I break your limbs and throw you out of the Prefectural Academy later, let's see if you can still talk such big words!"

He stared fixedly at Chen An, his gaze sweeping over the pretty blue figure standing below the stage, and said coldly, "A piece of trash like you, born from a peasant background, is worthy of coveting someone from my Shen Family!"

Shen Qinglan, who was below the stage, heard this, and her pretty face instantly flushed red. She shouted in anger and anxiety, "Shen Qinghua! What nonsense are you spouting!"

"I'm talking nonsense?"

Shen Qinghua sneered and pointed at Chen An, "My good cousin, don't worry. After I cripple him, I will find a better brother-in-law for you!"

Listening to Shen Qinghua's arrogant and wild statements, Chen An couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Having lived two lifetimes, this was the first time he had ever seen such an idiot who actively threw his life away and added so much melodramatic script to himself in the process.

A peasant?! Trash?! And finding a better brother-in-law for Shen Qinglan?! Where did he get the nerve to say such things?!

Shaking his head, a cold glint flashed in Chen An's eyes as he looked at Shen Qinghua. Then, he spoke calmly, "Hey, you there, why are you saying all this here? I'm not interested in the trivial family drama of your Shen Family!"

"I'm saying, don't tell me you really didn't bring the one million yuan crystal?!"

"If you didn't bring the money, get off the stage and go scrape it together now. Don't waste everyone's time here. If you brought it, then hurry up and make your move."

He tilted his head slightly, his tone carrying an undisguised impatience, "I'm in a hurry, I don't have time to play along with this melodramatic script of yours."

"Chen An, you are courting death!!!"