Apocalypse Of All Races
Chapter 475

Chapter 475: Chapter 131 Heaven Rank Martial Technique (monthly subscription required)4

Translator: 549690339

Asking for 10,000, go to hell!

Bai Feng was not in a hurry. He smiled and said, “I’m just joking, 5,000 points! You earned 25,000 points...”

Liu Hong was slightly stunned. The next moment, he laughed and said, “You know it’s 25,000?”

“Isn’t it?”

Bai Feng hesitated and said, “No? Su Yu said it!”

“That kid... is interesting!”

Liu Hong suddenly thought of something and said with a faint smile, “Interesting!”

At this time, he suddenly remembered that Su Yu probably knew that he didn’t lose 60,000 merit points, but he made it sound like he really took 60,000 merit points.

After saying that, his eyes moved slightly and he said, “Su Yu took several tens of thousands of merit points, but he didn’t give you any?”

“He only gave you 20,000!”

Bai Feng raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, “Of course I had a share. He gave me more than 10,000 before, but I have to subsidize the library pavilion’s deficit to prevent you guys from replaceing trouble...”

More than 10,000 before!

And now there was still 20,000!

Liu Hong laughed and said with a sigh, “Not bad! Really not bad!”

Little Rascal, you’re good!

You’re lying as if it’s true!

You only took 5,000. A little more and you’ll die a horrible death... you F * cking deserve to die a horrible death!

To think that I took it seriously!

If Bai Feng, that B * stard, had not said it out loud, he would have kept it a secret.

Bai Feng seemed to have realized something and blinked. The next moment, he smiled and said, “I’m just joking. We only took 20,000 points. That’s all in total. The rest was taken by Zheng Yunhui!”

“Scram!”

Liu Hong cursed angrily, “You took more than half of it and you’re still crying miserably at me! Are you going to scram or not?”

“That was earned by my disciple himself. You made a fortune, and you have the nerve to not take a single cent?”

“I have the nerve!”

Liu Hong was exasperated!

Why was he embarrassed?

Su Yu had the nerve to say that he was going to die a miserable death. What was there to be embarrassed about?

..

Su Yu naturally wouldn’t know about Bai Feng and Liu Hong’s quarrel.

At this moment, his thoughts were fluctuating.

Heaven rank martial technique!

Divine literature competition!

He hadn’t paid much attention to it at first, but now he paid it extremely attention.

“First...”

Su Yu muttered. Even if he couldn’t get first place, he still had to get this thing.

As for how to get it, it shouldn’t be difficult, right?

That thing didn’t give off a feeling of great value now. If he displayed the dignity of defending his grandmaster to the death, he had to get it back. He could always pay some price.

“No matter if I’m number one or if someone else is number one, I have to get it back!”

“Mid-tier heaven rank martial technique...”

Su Yu smiled. He had finally gained something.

In his opinion, there were still many things that he could plunder from the demons below, including blood essence, fur, cultivation techniques, and so on.

“However, I have to strengthen myself first!”

At this moment, Su Yu felt that he was far from being strong enough.

If he could not even defeat Zheng Yunhui, how could he fight with others?

“Also, there are so many openings in this heaven rank martial technique. It’s impossible for too many to overlap with me. Then, do I have to open another opening?”

Su Yu was in a dilemma.

At this moment, he had already regarded the cultivation technique as his own.

Opening 132 openings was more than the Ares art.

If he obtained it and could not cultivate it, what was the use!

“Mystic Realm, blood essence, cultivate!”

Su Yu took a deep breath. Perhaps he could open more apertures. At most, he could stay in Qianjun for a few days. If he opened more apertures, his foundation would be deep and his Yuan Qi would be strong. So what if he opened Qianjun?

In any case, he was not in a hurry!

He needed to sketch out 99 divine inscriptions. He was still far from it. Before he could sketch out 99 divine inscriptions, it would not make much of a difference whether he could enter ten thousand stones or not.

“Tomorrow, when Xia Huyou’s blood essence arrives, I’ll go to the mystic realm to cultivate!”

“I’ll come out after the divine inscriptions competition starts!”

Su Yu made up his mind. He realized that he had too many things to do. He vaguely felt that he might not be able to keep his 10,000 merit points.

500 drops of blood essence to help him cultivate the war god technique was not a big problem, but... what if he opened other apertures?

“So, 20,000 merit points are not worth spending!”