Leveling System of Acquiring Skill From Books

Ye Chen looked around, wondering if he should stop them or not.    

Suddenly.    

An old man slowly stood up from the corner of the basement. Spiritual energy surged within his body as he let out a shocking shout.    

The sound was like thunder exploding in everyone's ears.    

"Everyone stop!"    

Everyone stood rooted to the spot.    

Their eyes were filled with disbelief. What exactly were they doing?    

They were killing the innocent.    

Was this something a person should do?    

Among them, there were some who did not have a strong will. They actually collapsed on the ground and cried.    

Grief could be contagious.    

In an instant, the entire basement was like a purgatory, and the sound of crying rose and fell.    

This sort of thing often happened, and the scholar didn't care.    

He said to the waiter beside him, "Do you believe that the old man who spoke just now will lead everyone to rebel and think of ways to escape?"    

The waiter was stunned and asked curiously, "Then aren't you afraid? If they all run away, how can we report to the Lord?"    

"The main thing is that they can't run away."    

The scholar narrowed his eyes and sank into his memories.    

"In this sort of occasion, I've witnessed it four times in total. Almost every time, there would be leaders leading riots and rebellions, but guess what the consequences would be? "    

" I really can't think of anything "    

"In the end, they had no hope of escaping. The first person they killed was the one leading them away."    

The scholar continued: "I think that old man was the first to die."    

"Ah? I don't dare to bet with you."    

The waiter secretly withdrew.    

He was a level lower than the scholar.    

No matter what, he couldn't accept this bet.    

But he couldn't accept it, and someone else could.    

At this time, another person came down from the elevator. He slowly walked over and laughed wildly. "Scholar Wei, you have really grown up. You actually want to bet with the waiter!"    

"Humph, Ji Deming, what are you doing here?"    

"Of course I'm here to supervise you. The Lord has given the order personally."    

"It's unnecessary." The scholar coldly snorted. It was obvious that he did not get along with Ji Deming.    

"Come, he won't bet with you. I'll bet with you. How about it?"    

"Alright, we can't lose the bet." The scholar said calmly.    

"No problem, what did you say bet on?"    

"Bet your life, do you dare?"    

Ji Deming gave the scholar a deep look.    

In the entire Jianghai Branch, the only person who could be compared to him was the scholar.    

Therefore, both of them regarded each other as enemies.    

But they had never opposed each other in such a manner.    

Could it be that the scholar had recently heard some news?    

To actually make him so eager for quick success?    

That's right.    

The scholar unintentionally found out that Mo Feiyu wanted to nurture Ji Deming to become his successor.    

This news was like a bolt out of the blue to the scholar.    

So he wanted to kill Ji Deming.    

Ji Deming naturally wouldn't back down. He nodded. "Alright, then let's bet our lives. I don't think the old man will become the first victim, what do you think?"    

"Alright, it's a deal."    

The bet between the two's lives was officially established.    

This caused Ye Chen, who was in the basement, to be stunned.    

They actually risked their lives in such a hasty manner?    

Was it a little bit of a show?    

Ye Chen pinched his chin, and the bad taste in his heart rose slowly.    

To be honest, he didn't think much of the scholar and was ready to help Ji Deming.    

At this time, the voice of the old man sounded again.    

"Everyone, don't cry. This is definitely not the time for us to kill each other. It's time to give up hope. We must unite and break their shackles. We have sacrificed so much for the Judgement Association. Why should we listen to their commands? I will break the glass now!"    

Everyone stood up.    

"Yeah, on what basis should we follow their rules?"    

"Break the glass and return our freedom."    

"A single person might not be able to break the bulletproof glass, but I believe that as long as we unite, we will definitely be able to break it."    

In an instant, everyone's heart ignited with the flames of hope.    

Looking at the glass that was only a few centimeters thick, they were full of confidence.    

That scholar laughed coldly without end.    

He had seen this situation too many times, but each time, they would return empty handed.    

He said to Ji Deming, "Do you believe it or not? This old man will definitely call for everyone to attack the same spot on the bulletproof glass and plan to use dripping water to break the glass."    

Ji Deming shook his head. "This is bulletproof glass. The method you mentioned is only suitable for reinforced glass. I think they won't be so stupid."    

"Is that so? Haha, then let's wait and see."    

Their gazes once again returned to the old man. He walked in front of everyone and drew a circle on the glass.    

"Everyone, follow me and hit the same spot on the glass. As long as we are strong enough, even bulletproof glass cannot withstand our attacks."    

"Okay!"    

The old man nodded his head in satisfaction and took the lead to attack.    

His strength was like a tsunami, causing the air to vibrate.    

The bulletproof glass made a huge vibration, as if it would break in the next moment.    

Everyone was instantly excited, even more amazed at the old man's strength.    

"Old man, you are very strong. I'm afraid that you have already reached the Foundation Stage Perfection."    

The old man waved his hand and said, "I am old and useless now. The world will belong to you young people from now on."    

Everyone nodded their heads heavily, as if they had been given great expectations. They started to attack the glass.    

The scholar laughed loudly inside, and even laughed with tears streaming down his face.    

"Did you see that? This is the pattern of this group of people at the bottom of society. A mere perfected Foundation Establishment expert was actually revered as a god. Also, am I right? They will definitely use such a foolish method to try and escape."    

Ji Deming's expression was ugly. He wanted to remind everyone.    

But it was useless even if he said it.    

Unless he personally broke the glass.    

"Hmph, you don't need to be so proud of yourself. Maybe they can really break the glass through hard work"    

The scholar glanced at him and said, "Let's wait and see."    

Everyone went on stage one by one. They all used their strongest moves on the bulletproof glass.    

One hundred times, five hundred times, eight hundred times, one thousand five hundred times...    

In the end, they fought tens of thousands of times. Even Ye Chen pretended to fight more than ten times.    

But the bulletproof glass was still the same bulletproof glass, and everyone was panting from exhaustion.    

They did not have the support of food and water, but they had to use all their strength to attack more than ten times. This was a huge consumption of energy for their bodies.    

And at this time, a voice of opposition came from the crowd.    

"Is this your method? Why do I feel like besides wasting my strength, it's useless?"