"Really?"

Dean Huang looked at Elder Liu in disbelief.

"Why should I lie to you about this?"

Elder Liu looked back with a smile and glanced at Chu Bufan.

"This disciple has great potential, you can cultivate it well."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

When passing by Chu Bufan's side, he stretched out his hand and patted the other party's shoulder.

"Work hard, I'm optimistic about you!"

Chu Bufan saluted and said goodbye to the other party.

With Elder Liu leaving, only Peng Hai and Chu Bufan remained.

"Are you Chu Bufan?"

"Yes, the student is Chu Bufan."

Chu Bufan nodded and saluted.

"Hmm."

Peng Hai nodded slightly, and then said.

"I'm Peng Hai, the dean of the Yellow Character Academy."

"I've seen the dean."

Chu Bufan saluted again, and the number of courtesies was very sufficient.

Peng Hai nodded with satisfaction.

After thinking about it, he looked at Chu Bufan and asked.

"Do you have any areas of expertise?"

Chu Bufan didn't understand this sentence, and looked at the other party puzzled.

"I mean, what is the focus of your cultivation?"

Chu Bufan understood.

The so-called focus is nothing more than a few kinds, all kinds of weapons, fists and feet, and so on.

Scratching his head, Chu Bufan said embarrassedly.

"Back to the dean, I don't have a focus area."

If there is one, it is the strength of the body.

Before, he had practiced some martial arts, but his blessed combat power was not strong at all.

Peng Hai listened to it and fell into a deep groan.

In addition to the four courtyards, each courtyard has a different hall.

For example, the Huangzi Courtyard has a sword hall, a sword hall, a martial arts hall and so on.

And a person's energy is limited, and it is impossible to dabble in everything.

"Do you prefer a sword or a knife, or a spear or a fist?"

Chu Bufan bowed his head and was silent, falling into thought.

The fists and feet are undoubtedly the most suitable for him, after all, the physical body is strong, and he has a unique talent in this aspect.

It's just an inch long and an inch strong, and with weapons in hand, you don't have to suffer too much when you fight people.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Bufan looked at Peng Hai and asked.

"Dean, can I do both?"

"Yes!"

Peng Hai did not dissuade.

Because what to cultivate is the will of the disciples, their martial arts masters will not interfere too much.

But in the end, you must be responsible for the final result.

For example, if you cultivate swords and go to practice fists and feet, you waste a lot of time, and in the end you don't learn anything, so you can only blame yourself.

Chu Bufan said immediately.

"I choose swords and fists."

"Well, I'll ask someone to take you to the Sword Hall and the Martial Hall later."

Soon after, a lifeless young man arrived.

"Dean!"

He was weak when he spoke, which made Chu Bufan feel surprised.

"This is Chu Bufan, in the future, he will be a disciple of my Huangzi Academy, you take him to the Sword Hall and the Martial Hall, and get acquainted with it."

"Okay, Dean."

After the young man saluted, he looked at Chu Bufan and pursed his lips expressionlessly.

"Follow me."

Chu Bufan saluted Peng Hai, turned around and left.

After Chu Bufan left, Peng Hai shook his head and said.

"The bloodline is unknown, but it is really strange to be able to pass the first layer of the trial tower!"

On the other side, Chu Bufan followed the disciple of the Yellow Character Academy towards the Sword Hall.

Both of them were relatively silent and moved forward without saying a word.

This also puzzled the disciples who led the way.

This man is really interesting, isn't there anything you want to ask?

Think about when he entered the Martial Mansion, he asked questions and was curious about everything.

Until he saw the cruelty of Wufu, he smoothed out the water chestnut and gradually became silent.

In other words, it is not to have too many expectations for the peak of martial arts, and to mess around.

I didn't expect this new disciple to have such a personality.

Looking back at Chu Bufan, the disciple wondered.

"There's nothing you want to ask?"

"Yes!"

Chu Bufan said lightly.

"Then why don't you ask?"

"If the senior brother wants to say, he will naturally tell him, but if he doesn't want to say, it will be in vain to ask."

Chu Bufan said expressionlessly.

Ho!

This newly admitted junior brother does have a personality.

"Let me tell you, since you have entered the Huangzi Courtyard, then keep a low profile, don't think about getting ahead, stay in the Huangzi Courtyard well, and when you are old, it is not bad to be a deacon."

"What do you mean?"

Chu Bufan frowned.

"I'm afraid you don't know the status of the Yellow Character Courtyard."

The disciple seemed to open the conversation box and said in a gullible voice.

"My Huangzi Academy is the worst branch of the Wufu Mansion, there are few tutors, and there are few resources, if you want to rise from the Huangzi Academy, it is a fool's dream."

With a bitter smile, the disciple continued.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, senior brother, I have been in the Martial Mansion for five years, and I have only broken through the innate double so far."

Chu Bufan frowned and said puzzled.

"Didn't Senior Brother fight for resources?"

"Oh, resources!"

The disciple sneered, and then said.

"There are resources in the early stage, but the resources can only be used in your hands."

"What do you mean?"

"For example, if you have just entered the Martial Mansion, you have fixed resources every month, but when you go to receive resources, you will be squeezed out and robbed by those guys, and you can't keep it, so you can only rely on your own penance."

Chu Bufan's complexion changed slightly.

"Those guys?"

"Yes, it's those who are well-born and talented."

"Wufu doesn't care?"

"What's the matter?"

"People say that this is healthy competition, and they don't even have the strength to keep their own resources, so they deserve to be unlucky."

Chu Bufan fell silent again.

Since his family knows about his own family affairs, he can't find out his bloodline, and he has no fixed resources at all, so he can only rely on doing tasks in exchange.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked up and asked.

"And what about the mission?"

"Don't think about those, the better tasks have all been taken over by others, and what is left for us is some dangerous tasks that will kill you and die."

"Of course, there's a way to get resources."

The disciple's face was a little disdainful.

"Be a dog for those well-born disciples, maybe they will give you a little resource."

Chu Bufan understood.

No wonder Fang Tianhan said that the Martial Mansion had been corrupted, but he didn't expect it to fall to such a point.

The disciples don't even have the most basic resource guarantees, so how can they rise.

Clenched his fists suddenly, no matter what, since he entered the Martial Mansion, he relied on his best to fight for resources and quickly improve his strength.

"The Sword Hall has arrived."

At this time, the disciple took Chu Bufan to a mansion.

There were all kinds of long swords placed in the courtyard, flashing with cold light.

"Hall Master, a newcomer has arrived."

A shout, but nothing happens.

The disciple pursed his lips and said.

"Come in with me, the hall master must be drunk again."

Chu Bufan didn't feel like he had entered the Martial Mansion, but rather like he had entered a dilapidated mountain gate.

I can't even see a figure here, could it be that the Huangzi Courtyard is so depressed, and there is no positive person?

In the back hall, Chu Bufan saw a sloppy man, lying on the ground sleeping soundly.

"Hallmaster, Hallmaster......"

No matter how the disciple shook, the other party was unconscious.

"Come on, the Sword Hall is still over today, let's go to the Martial Hall."

After the disciple finished speaking, he took Chu Bufan to change his course and go to the martial hall.

This time it was more normal, the master of the martial hall was a round fat man, which made Chu Bufan doubt that this figure could really use his fists and feet?

"Hello, I'm the master of the martial hall."