Chapter 262
Each of the eight extraordinary meridians had four holy points.
Not many in number, but these holy points were much more difficult to form than those in the Twelve Standard Meridians.
That was why even the best disciples of the Sacred Institute might not be able to develop all of them before achieving the Reaching Heaven State.
Jiang Chen was a Reaching Heaven State already, so he didn’t have that kind of pressure. He had reduced the level of difficulty to enhance his speed.
While others were laughing at him, he had developed the first extraordinary meridian. He had started to work on it on the day he beat Su Li up. It had taken him less than a month.
It should be fine to develop the second.
As the great competition was coming soon, the disciples of the Sacred Institute were practicing as diligently as Jiang Chen.
“There should still be a limit. You were beating Su Li in the air. We had no way to stop you. Su Li was unable to get out of his bed until today. The Sacred Institute didn’t punish you. We naturally became the ones to blame…”
Ying Wushuang gave a stare at the subordinate who had interrupted Jiang Chen. He shut up right away.
Ying Wushuang turned around to look at that subordinate. She didn’t say anything, but her eyes were freezing cold.
The subordinate looked down, sweating in fear.
“No more comments. Otherwise, I’ll ask you to leave the team,” Ying Wushuang said.
She made sure she had been heard and understood by all of her subordinates. Then she looked towards Jiang Chen and said, “Let’s go.”
Although Jiang Chen wasn’t happy with the situation, he thought he would have to go sooner or later, so he followed them, but he stopped before they could walk out of the east courtyard.
“What? You want to watch the competition? Are you finished sweeping the floor?” a sharp voice came from not far away.
Jiang Chen looked over. He saw a short-term disciple standing in the Bronze Statue Square with a broom, embarrassed and gnashing his teeth.
In front of him were a few arrogant formal disciples. Their leader had a high-pitched voice.
Almost half of the year had passed. The relationship between the short-term and formal disciples had become very complicated. Some short-term disciples were getting along well with the formal disciples. Others had formed their own groups to confront the formal disciples.
But in any case, few formal disciples would be mean to the short-term disciples like that.
Jiang Chen frowned. If he remembered correctly, during his stay in the east courtyard, it was always that short-term disciple responsible for sweeping.
He had to sweep the whole east courtyard, occupied from morning to noon.
Whenever Jiang Chen saw him, he seemed completely isolated, doing his job like the walking dead.
At that moment, he wanted to watch the competition of the Sacred Institute, to see the exciting fights between the geniuses throughout the continent, but what he had received was a negative answer. This refusal was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
“What? Do you have a problem?”
That formal disciple sounded like a girl. He kept provoking the short-term disciple. He even slapped the latter’s cheek while speaking.
Jiang Chen noticed the short-term disciple was trembling.
“Aren’t you gonna stop him?” Jiang Chen asked.
“No one could help him, unless he fights back himself,” Ying Wushuang said.
“I thought the same before, but today he has started to fight back. Now he could use some help.”
Then Jiang Chen walked towards the square.
Ying Wushuang hesitated. She didn’t stop him, but didn’t join him, either.