Chapter 29: Refusing the Holy Spear Marquis!

This child... has the potential to be made a king!

The Holy Spear Marquis's booming voice exploded across heaven and earth.

In an instant, everyone was shaken.

This is something a Marquis himself said!

Moreover, it's a Marquis who has the best chance of breaking through to king, saying it himself!

Even the instructor couldn't help but change expression.

The middle-aged man was even more excited.

Since the Holy Spear Marquis, Jiangnan Province has not produced a strong one surpassing a Grand Master for a long time.

As a major province of Daxia, Jiangnan Province is undoubtedly lagging far behind.

And now, with the Holy Spear Marquis saying this, Jiangnan Province will again produce a Titled Strong One!

The Holy Spear Marquis stood with his hands behind his back, silently atop the nine heavens, his gaze falling on the Phantom Tower.

"Let's first see where this kid's limit lies; if he can clear forty floors..."

The Holy Spear Marquis's eyes flickered, but he did not speak the rest.

It is indeed difficult for someone at the Qi Blood Realm to attempt to clear forty floors.

You should know that even a Martial Artist at the Blood Refining Realm cannot clear forty floors without sufficient Qi and Blood.

Su Yu reaching the thirty-eighth floor is already terrifying.

After all, Su Yu's current Qi and Blood is only nine!

As time passed, pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the Phantom Tower.

Nobody wanted to miss this record‑creating moment.

A moment.

The Phantom Tower trembled slightly.

Only seen, the light of the thirty‑eighth floor instantly dimmed.

Everyone was waiting.

However, Su Yu's figure appeared before everyone.

"Has he failed..."

The Holy Spear Marquis stood on the firmament, his eyes revealing a hint of regret.

But this hint of regret soon disappeared.

After all, Su Yu is merely at the Qi Blood Realm.

Reaching the thirty‑eighth floor is already extremely terrifying.

He has already set a record!

Su Yu walked out slowly, suddenly noticing something was off.

Pairs of eyes lingered on his body, as if looking at a freak.

Su Yu froze, then said.

"What's the situation? Why are you all staring at *** like that?"

Such casual words, when they fell into others' ears, were pure flexing.

Thirty‑eight floors, brother!

Moreover, you are only at the Qi Blood Realm; if you broke through to the Blood Refining Realm, wouldn't you truly be able to reach forty floors?

You should know that even Yang Xiao with orange talent, relying on mid‑stage Blood Refining Realm cultivation, barely managed to reach over forty floors.

For a moment, many of the Heavenly Pride were speechless.

They looked at Su Yu with complex expressions.

Before coming, they considered themselves unparalleled Heavenly Pride, but after arriving at the Heavenly Pride Battalion and seeing Su Yu's monstrousness,

they then realized what the hell is called a genius!

This is what the hell is called a genius!

Compared to Su Yu, they are nothing.

"Cough cough cough!"

The middle‑aged man coughed once, gesturing for Su Yu to look upward.

Su Yu looked blankly.

Only seen, a burly figure stood on the firmament, a long spear in hand, as if able to pierce the firmament.

Within him, it was like a volcano, exuding terrifying pressure.

Su Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

At that moment, the middle‑aged man's voice sounded in Su Yu's ears.

"This is the Holy Spear Marquis's phantom; he wants to take you as his disciple."

Hearing the middle‑aged man's words, Su Yu's expression instantly turned strange.

Upon arriving at the Heavenly Pride Battalion, Wang Long had said someone wanted to take him as a disciple, and now the Holy Spear Marquis actually wants to take him as a disciple too.

Am I really this sought after now?

The Holy Spear Marquis looked at Su Yu, the more he looked the more satisfied he became, smiling as he said.

"Little brat, how about it? If you can become my disciple, even the countless geniuses of the capital and Modu from the Heavenly Pride would beg for it!"

Hearing the Holy Spear Marquis's words, Su Yu immediately felt torn.

Su Yu pondered for a moment, then bowed to the Holy Spear Marquis and said.

"Thank you for your kindness, Holy Spear Marquis, but just recently I promised Senior Wang Long that I would become his friend's disciple; if I switched to becoming your disciple, wouldn't that invite gossip?"

Holy Spear Marquis's brow furrowed slightly; he never expected that, personally coming to take on a disciple, he would actually be refused.

By now, Holy Spear Marquis's face already showed some impatience.

What status do I have?

Those are the group most likely to break through to become a marquis.

Once I break through to become a marquis, I'll be among the very top of Daxia.

Yet someone actually dares to refuse.

However, Su Yu's talent is truly terrifying, making Holy Spear Marquis reluctant to give up on him.

Afterwards, Holy Spear Marquis said lightly.

"What strong experts could that old guy Wang Long possibly know? At most just a Grand Master. Like this, as long as you become my disciple, I'll speak to that old guy Wang Long for you."

"But..."

Su Yu still hesitated a bit.

Even the middle-aged man beside him couldn't help but worry for Su Yu—this is Holy Spear Marquis; missing this chance means there will be no opportunity again.

At that moment, Bai Zhan stepped forward, bowed to Holy Spear Marquis, sweat appearing on his face, he forced a smile and said to Holy Spear Marquis.

"Holy Spear Marquis, Su Yu has indeed agreed; please don't make things difficult for the junior."

The middle-aged man saw Bai Zhan stepping out on his own, and his expression changed drastically.

He hurriedly said, "Bai Zhan, come back! Holy Spear Marquis's decision isn't something you can influence."

Hearing Bai Zhan's words, Holy Spear Marquis's face turned somewhat icy.

"Oh? Let me see whose face is actually bigger than mine!"

In an instant, a terrifying pressure descended, and Bai Zhan felt as if a huge mountain were pressing down on him, instantly collapsing to the ground.

Bai Zhan spat out a mouthful of blood, and with difficulty transmitted his voice to Holy Spear Marquis.

"Holy Spear Marquis, please forgive me, but the one who wants to take Su Yu as a disciple... is the Slay Dragon King!"

Upon hearing this, Holy Spear Marquis's face flashed with a barely perceptible fear, and when he looked at Bai Zhan again, his eyes gained a hint of gratitude.

He immediately withdrew his pressure.

Only then did Bai Zhan feel somewhat better.

"Thank you, Holy Spear Marquis!"

Bai Zhan gave a bitter smile and bowed.

Holy Spear Marquis took a deep breath, his expression toward Su Yu becoming slightly complex.

"I never expected it to be that person..."

Holy Spear Marquis muttered a sentence, then immediately said.

"If that's the case, then I won't make things difficult for you—do as you see fit!"

Having said that, he disappeared into the Heavenly Pride Battalion.

At the same time, within a legion of the human race's position on the Myriad Races Battlefield.

Holy Spear Marquis sat upright in the military camp.

Suddenly his body moved slightly.

A trace of lingering fear appeared.

"Damn, I never expected it to be that person who took a liking to him—I almost cut off my own retreat!"

Holy Spear Marquis pounded his chest, gasping heavily.

At that moment, a faint voice echoed in Holy Spear Marquis's mind.

"It's you, kid, trying to steal my disciple?"

Upon hearing that voice, Holy Spear Marquis's face instantly turned deathly pale, and he said hoarsely.

"Cough cough cough, Slay Dragon King, I'm not joking..."

Before he could finish speaking, a mighty force, as if from all directions in the void, instantly pressed upon Holy Spear Marquis.

In an instant, the peak-Marquis Holy Spear Marquis was directly compressed, even his body deformed.

"Then I'll punish you with a hundredfold gravity for one hour!"

That icy voice sounded again.