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Ye Chu gazed silently at the ancient yet solemn plaque before him—"Shanghai Martial Arts University." The four large characters, powerful and vigorous, seemed to contain endless historical depth and the spirit of martial arts. The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the plaque in golden light, adding to its sacredness and splendor.

This academy truly lives up to its reputation as the pride of Shanghai. Its grandeur is awe-inspiring, like a giant embracing all things, attracting martial arts elites from every corner of the world. Its imposing presence commands respect and inspires genuine admiration.

At this solemn and respectful moment, a figure quietly approached Ye Chu's side.

This person was the young man who had been so frightened that he had retreated a hundred steps in the training ground where monsters ravaged the area.

However, at this moment, the fear and panic he had shown earlier were gone from his eyes; instead, they were filled with deep respect and curiosity for Ye Chu.

He noticed that Ye Chu showed no fear in front of the monster. Instead, he remained calm, walked with firm steps, and strode forward as if the terrifying monster was just a small episode on his path of martial arts.

This composure and courage secretly amazed the young man and made him want to befriend him.

So he mustered his courage, stepped forward, and put on a sincere smile, as if to sweep away the embarrassment and fear he had felt earlier.

"Hello, classmate! I'm from Zhenzhong City, and I'm Pei Xinhua, this year's Zhenzhong City Martial Arts Tournament champion."

His words carried a hint of pride, but even more so, admiration for Ye Chu.

"You have such courage! You were able to remain so calm and composed in front of that monster. It's truly admirable."

Pei Xinhua's eyes shone with sincerity, as if he were looking for a like-minded partner.

"My name is Pei Xinhua. I hope we can have the opportunity to learn from each other and make progress together in the future."

Ye Chu turned his head, his gaze meeting Pei Xinhua's with a gentle look, a faint smile playing on his lips. He knew that in this highly competitive and elite martial arts university in Shanghai, every like-minded partner would be a valuable asset on his path to advancement.

Although Pei Xinhua initially seemed somewhat timid, his dedication and pursuit of martial arts made him see a reflection of himself.

"Pei Xinhua, it's a pleasure to meet you." Ye Chu's voice was calm yet powerful, seemingly able to penetrate the heart. "Let's write our own legend together in this martial arts world full of challenges and opportunities!"

Polite words are like withered leaves swaying in the autumn wind; once they fall to the ground, they leave no trace.

A sharp glint flashed in Ye Chu's eyes. He was no longer willing to waste a single moment on pointless small talk. With a swift movement, he darted away like a cheetah, leaving behind only a silhouette that made the air tremble slightly.

That silhouette seemed to be silently declaring: after all, those who can be terrified by mere monsters will ultimately find it difficult to achieve great things in this world where the strong are respected.

As Ye Chu strode through the bustling crowd, his steps were firm and powerful, each one seemingly in step with the rhythm of time. His unspoken assessment of that cowardly man was already sharp as a blade, cutting through the hypocrisy and weakness of reality.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chu had stepped into the depths of the Shanghai Martial Arts University. This place was completely different from what he had seen before, as if he had stepped into an ancient and mysterious secret realm.

All around, towering ancient trees stood tall, their branches and leaves blocking out the sun, like nature's most loyal guardians, silently telling the story of the vicissitudes of time. These trees were no ordinary specimens, but were carefully selected and transplanted from the distant, wild demon realm. Each one contained the wildness and untamed spirit unique to the demon realm, and the aura they exuded was both ancient and full of unknown danger.

The school's move was undoubtedly intentional. Ye Chu looked around and thought to himself: This is to make these future martial artists learn to dance with this wild aura from the moment they step into the school gates, to make every breath they take remember the preparation to fight against demonic beasts, and to keep the fighting spirit in their blood never extinguished.

"Such an exquisite design is simply the ultimate test of a martial artist's mental fortitude." Ye Chu sighed inwardly. His gaze pierced through the layers of greenery, as if he could already see those young students in the future, growing step by step on this land tainted by the aura of the demon realm, from immaturity to maturity, from fear to dauntlessness, and finally becoming true powerhouses capable of fighting alongside demonic beasts.

At this moment, Ye Chu felt an indescribable excitement and anticipation. He seemed to have already foreseen countless thrilling battle scenes, and those young men and women writing their own legends in this specially designed world!

Sunlight slanted across the ancient academy square, casting dappled shadows. Ye Chu's steps slowed involuntarily, his gaze instantly drawn to a magnificent octagonal pagoda. Soaring into the clouds, the pagoda resembled a colossal pillar supporting the heavens. Its surface was carved with intricate runes and totems, each stroke exuding an ancient and mysterious aura. A dense purple demonic energy permeated the pagoda, billowing like a thick fog, sometimes coalescing into ferocious beast faces, sometimes transforming into eerie runes, swirling around the pagoda and inspiring awe.

Ye Chu was secretly astonished: "What is this?" He had never seen such a breathtaking building, nor had he ever felt such a strong and oppressive aura of danger. This pagoda seemed like a sleeping behemoth, ready to awaken at any moment and devour any life that dared to approach. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart, but found that his fear of this pagoda even surpassed that of the colossal demon he had faced before.

Just as Ye Chu was lost in his thoughts, a clear and melodious voice broke the surrounding silence: "This is the Demon-Suppressing Tower! It has twenty floors." Pei Xinhua had quietly appeared beside him at some point. His gaze held a mixture of awe and curiosity, as if he too was exploring the secrets of this ancient tower.

"Suppressing within is a terrifying demon king," Pei Xinhua continued, his voice deep and powerful, each word carrying immense weight. "The demon king's aura alone is enough to give birth to countless demonic beasts, which become the training ground for us students. Although they are merely projections of the demon king's aura, their strength is still not to be underestimated. Every challenge is a dual test of will and strength."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chu felt a surge of excitement coursing through him. He looked up at the towering pagoda that seemed to pierce the clouds, his eyes gleaming with determination and longing. "It is said that only true powerhouses can reach the eighteenth floor, or even higher..." Pei Xinhua's words were like an invisible force, inspiring Ye Chu's fighting spirit. He knew that this Demon-Suppressing Pagoda was not only a test of his strength, but also a tempering of his will.

Then, without prior arrangement, the two took firm steps and headed towards the ancient and mysterious Demon-Suppressing Tower. The sun still shone brightly on the earth, and a gentle breeze carried a hint of coolness, as if foreshadowing something extraordinary was about to happen.

They walked along the lush forest path, the fallen leaves rustling softly underfoot, weaving with the occasional birdsong from afar into an eerie prelude. As they ventured deeper, the surrounding scenery began to subtly change; the light gradually softened and dimmed, as if being quietly swallowed by some unseen force.

Suddenly, an indescribable sense of oppression enveloped them, and an ancient and profound aura filled the air, inspiring awe. They looked up at the sky and saw that what had been a bright and dazzling daytime had been obscured in the blink of an eye by a thick layer of dark clouds, and the sky had quickly darkened, as if the whole world had been shrouded in a deep twilight.

The surrounding light grew dimmer until it was completely plunged into darkness, as if an invisible hand had gently swept across the land, turning day into night in an unbelievable way. In this sudden darkness, the figure of the Demon-Suppressing Tower gradually became clear. It towered into the clouds, its body shrouded in a thin layer of black mist, appearing both solemn and terrifying, like a colossal beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years, waiting for something.

His heart raced, his breathing became heavy, but Ye Chu did not back down. Instead, he quickened his pace, step by step approaching the Demon-Suppressing Tower swallowed by darkness. Every step was filled with unknowns and challenges, but it was precisely this unknown that ignited their deepest desire for adventure and their boundless curiosity about the unknown.

As if night had fallen, the eerie moonlight, like a thin veil, gently draped the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda standing deep within the Martial Arts University. Bathed in the dim light, it exuded an even more intense demonic aura than ever before. This aura, like a colossal beast lurking in the abyss, breathed slowly in the silence, a silent provocation, yet also an eager anticipation for new warriors to step into its perilous realm and accept unknown trials and challenges.

Pei Xinhua stood before the pagoda, his voice trembling slightly in the night wind, yet carrying an undeniable firmness: "It is said that this Demon-Suppressing Pagoda holds many mysteries, with each level containing numerous traps and demonic beasts. Only those with both wisdom and courage can overcome them all and pass through each level. And for each level passed, one will receive corresponding points, which can be exchanged for countless precious resources at the school's exchange center."

His words were full of allure, as if he were telling an adventure story that only existed in legends. "Not only ordinary cultivation resources, but also lost combat techniques and secret manuals, as well as miraculous pills that can instantly enhance cultivation and heal injuries and save lives, everything is available." A trace of longing flashed in Pei Xinhua's eyes. Although he was usually timid and cautious, when he mentioned the treasures of this martial arts university, his desire for power and his desire to explore the unknown were completely aroused.

Ye Chu, a tall and upright young man with an air of untamed confidence, stood quietly beside Pei Xinhua. His gaze was deep, as if it could pierce through the mist of the pagoda and look into the unknown depths. Hearing Pei Xinhua's words, Ye Chu simply nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. That smile contained both anticipation for the challenge and confidence in victory.

Although Pei Xinhua was timid, his understanding of the Shanghai Martial Arts University was unparalleled. His words were like a key, slowly unlocking the door to the unknown world in Ye Chu's heart. At this moment, when Ye Chu's gaze fell on the Demon Suppression Tower, he felt an unprecedented surge of energy, as if the dormant power within him was stirring, yearning for battle, yearning to prove himself.

"The Demon Suppression Tower, interesting." Ye Chu muttered to himself. His voice was soft, but it carried a power and determination that should not be underestimated. "From now on, this will be my training ground. My path of martial arts will begin here, embarking on a journey of conquest and challenge."

As Ye Chu finished speaking, a night breeze blew by, and the demonic energy around the pagoda seemed to surge even more violently, as if responding to the warrior who was about to step inside, foreshadowing an adventure full of excitement and challenges that was about to begin.

Afterwards, Ye Chu and Pei Xinhua walked side by side along the street, bathed in the first light of dawn. Their figures stood out among the sparse pedestrians. A gentle autumn breeze carried a hint of coolness, yet it also seemed to foreshadow the challenges and opportunities to come. Filled with both anticipation and unease for the future, they embarked on their journey to the registration area for new students at the Shanghai Martial Arts University.

Although there are still several days before the official start of the semester, the university has thoughtfully opened a registration channel in advance, providing convenience for students who are eager to begin their university life. Today, the registration area is unusually quiet, perhaps because most new students have already completed their registration procedures in the past few days. At this moment, the campus is less noisy and more tranquil and expectant.

Ye Chu took a deep breath, his heart filled with both trepidation about the unknown world and eager anticipation for the martial arts path that was about to unfold. He strode resolutely towards the half-open door, each step seemingly a farewell to his past and a step towards the future. Pei Xinhua followed closely behind, her eyes shining with trust and support for Ye Chu, as if to say, "No matter what lies ahead, I will walk with you."

Inside the registration area, a male and a female staff member sat upright at a table. Their demeanor was strikingly different, yet each exuded an undeniable aura. The man was burly, like an unyielding, majestic mountain, his brows revealing an indescribable fierceness, as if he were a warrior returning from the battlefield, every glance conveying unwavering determination and power. The woman, on the other hand, was completely different. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, her features exquisitely beautiful, like a fairy stepping out of an ancient book. Yet, her bright eyes gleamed with an indomitable spirit, revealing her inner resilience and pride at a glance.

"Hello, we are freshmen, here to report for duty." Ye Chu's clear and powerful voice broke the silence in the room.

Sunlight filtered through the half-drawn curtains, dappling the woman who was bent over reviewing documents, casting a soft golden glow upon her. She slightly raised her head, and for a fleeting moment, a chilling glint of ferocity flashed in her eyes, which were as deep and cold as a still pool. She was like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, poised to pounce and seize its prey.

Immediately afterward, an invisible yet intense aura of malevolence, like a sudden gust of winter wind, swept through the entire room, causing everyone's heart to involuntarily tighten. However, faced with this sudden oppressive force, Ye Chu stood as still as a rock, a playful smile playing on his lips. His eyes held both curiosity and challenge, as if silently asking, "Just who are you?"

In contrast, Pei Xinhua, standing beside Ye Chu, was clearly not as composed. His face instantly turned pale, a barely perceptible fear flickered in his eyes, and his feet involuntarily took a step back, as if fleeing an invisible nightmare.

Just then, the long-haired beauty suddenly smiled, a smile as bright and radiant as a flower blooming in spring, yet carrying a hint of unspoken depth. "Not bad," she said softly, her voice gentle and magnetic, as if it could penetrate the softest part of one's heart.

"Give me the acceptance letter." Those four words were brief and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority. Upon hearing this, Ye Chu calmly pulled the heavy acceptance letter from his backpack and slowly handed it over. At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone's gaze focused on that thin piece of paper.

"Ye Chu?" The beautiful woman took the acceptance letter, her gaze lingering on the name for a moment before she exclaimed in surprise, her voice filled with disbelief and delight, "You're Ye Chu?"

Then, the long-haired beauty gently tossed her silky black hair, each strand seemingly imbued with endless charm, tracing graceful arcs in the air. Her beautiful eyes, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky, shimmered with a mysterious and profound light, staring intently at Ye Chu, as if trying to see right through him.

"I heard you've caused quite a stir in Zhenhai City!" Her voice was deep and magnetic, each word seemingly meticulously crafted, carrying an indescribable charm. The moment those words were spoken, the entire space seemed to freeze; all the noise and commotion ceased abruptly.

Instantly, all eyes, as if drawn by invisible ropes, focused on Ye Chu. Those gazes held curiosity, surprise, and fear, but above all, an undisguised awe. Ye Chu stood there, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his face calm as still water, as if nothing in the outside world could move him in the slightest.

Those around him gasped in astonishment, their voices trembling with disbelief. They whispered among themselves, discussing the matter animatedly, as if at that moment, Ye Chu's name had become a taboo, inspiring awe and reverence.

"Is this Ye Chu, the one who slaughtered the entire Shao family in Zhenhai City?" A deep, shocked voice rang out from the crowd, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. These words struck like a thunderclap, shaking everyone to their core.

The man abruptly stood up. Tall and robust, his muscles coiled like dragons across his body, radiating a chilling aura of power. His eyes were now bloodshot, like those of an enraged beast, fixed intently on Ye Chu as if he wanted to devour him alive. A tense and oppressive atmosphere filled the air, as if a storm was about to break.

Ye Chu remained calm, his gaze meeting the man's without the slightest hint of retreat or fear. At that moment, the two men's auras formed a stark contrast—one still, one dynamic; one cold, one warm—as if the entire world stood still for them. This silent contest caused everyone present to hold their breath, afraid to miss a single detail.