Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

Although this woman has a bad temper, she's absolutely right about that.

This perfectly aligns with his path of cultivating the physical body in the extreme realm.

No matter how many methods you use.

I will break it with one punch.

However, there are always troublemakers who disagree.

"General Qin."

At the front of the crowd, a burly man in the late stage of the True Formation Realm spoke loudly.

His body crackled with lightning, clearly indicating that he was a cultivator who specialized in lightning-based magic.

"No matter how fast your fists and feet are, can they be faster than lightning magic?"

"No matter how tough the physical body is, can it withstand the bombardment of a Xuan-level Dao technique?"

"We are cultivators, not those barbarians from the Jiuli Witchcraft Tribe who only know how to fight hand-to-hand!"

These words resonated with many people.

The Xuanhuang Dao Court is based on Daoist principles.

Qin Lengyue looked at the burly man.

There was no anger on that cold face.

There was only a hint of extremely cold sarcasm.

"You, come up here."

Qin Lengyue pointed to the high platform.

The burly man snorted coldly and leaped onto the high platform.

"Please enlighten me, General!"

Qin Lengyue did not draw her sword.

She even suppressed the pressure of the Void Realm.

He forcefully suppressed his aura to the same level as the strong man, reaching the late stage of the True Realm.

"I do not use Taoist magic."

"Without the foundation of the Void Return Realm."

"Using only fists and feet."

Qin Lengyue looked at the burly man, her tone calm.

"Make your move."

The burly man's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Excuse me!"

boom!

The violent lightning law erupted instantly, transforming into a thick lightning dragon that opened its blood-red maw and bit down fiercely at Qin Lengyue.

The highest-grade spiritual-level Daoist technique, "Raging Thunder Dragon Slayer".

The scale of the operation was terrifying.

however.

Qin Lengyue did not dodge.

She simply took a step forward.

The pace was slow and steady.

Yet, within a fraction of a breath, it precisely stepped into the weakest point of the Thunder Dragon's Law fluctuations.

Followed by.

She raised her right hand.

Fingers together, like knives.

Without using any of his own power, he relied solely on the explosive force of his physical body.

bottom up.

A seemingly ordinary chop to the neck.

It struck a meridian point under the strong man's armpit.

boom!

The thunder dragon instantly dissipated.

The burly man's massive body stiffened abruptly, as if struck by lightning.

Then.

He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, flying dozens of feet before crashing heavily onto the bluestone slabs of the square.

Sold out instantly.

An understatement.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gasped.

Equal level.

No need for Taoist magic.

With a single move, he shattered the late-stage True Formation cultivator who was unleashing a top-grade Spirit-level Dao technique!

This is the difference in basic skills!

Qin Lengyue slowly withdrew her hand.

He didn't even glance at the burly man.

"Fancy and overly complicated."

She coldly uttered four words.

Then.

Her gaze swept across the square once more.

This time.

Her gaze suddenly stopped at the back of the crowd.

His narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.

She saw a figure dressed in a plain robe.

Su Yu.

Qin Lengyue's heart skipped a beat almost imperceptibly at that moment.

That one is in the Azure Netherworld Water Palace.

She mocked him, saying he was courting death.

But right under her nose, it vanished into thin air.

It even made her wonder if it was the work of some reclusive master...

A mid-stage Shaping Realm kid!

He's still alive!

Not only did he not die, but he also came to participate in the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Course, full of energy and vitality!

A complex light flashed in Qin Lengyue's eyes.

stunned.

doubt.

And a hint of annoyance at being mocked.

"you."

Qin Lengyue raised her hand, her fingertips sweeping over hundreds of people, and precisely locked onto Su Yu.

"come out."

Swish.

All eyes in the room followed Qin Lengyue's finger and focused on Su Yu.

Ye Qingluan stood beside Su Yu, sweating profusely with nervousness.

Su Yu remained calm.

He straightened the simple hem of his clothes.

He walked out of the crowd with measured steps.

We arrived at the foot of the platform.

He bowed slightly and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Commander of the Scout Battalion, Su Yu."

"Greetings, General Qin."

Qin Lengyue looked down at him.

The divine sense, like an invisible sharp blade, scanned back and forth on Su Yu.

Mid-stage of the modeling process.

Bone age: less than 100 years old.

The Qi and blood are stable, with no remnants of any higher-dimensional laws.

By all accounts, he looks like an ordinary ascensionist from the lower realm.

Where is there even a trace of a powerful figure in the Town Realm?

Qin Lengyue snorted coldly in her heart.

really.

The person who killed Wu Zhan and stole the storage bag in the Water Palace was definitely someone else.

This kid probably just got lucky and managed to survive by hiding in some corner.

but.

His uncanny ability to conceal himself was genuine.

Qin Lengyue looked at Su Yu.

Directly transmit sound into secret.

The voice echoed in Su Yu's mind, carrying an icy chill.

"Inside the Water Palace."

How did you get out of my sight?

question.

An undisguised question.

Su Yu stood below the stage.

Listening to the voice transmission in my mind.

His expression remained completely calm.

He raised his head and met Qin Lengyue's gaze.

There was no sound transmission.

He simply shook his head gently.

With a slight movement of his lips, he uttered four words using a lip-reading technique that only the two of them could understand.

"My trump card."

The trump card.

I cannot tell you.

Confident and self-assured.

Qin Lengyue looked at Su Yu's unyielding attitude.

He was so angry that he laughed instead.

A dangerously slanted smile appeared on that face, which was as cold as ice.

Your trump card, is that it?

it is good.

well.

Qin Lengyue gritted her teeth coldly in her heart.

"The practical assessment will be conducted later."

"Let's see how you keep your hand hidden!"

"Watch how I teach you a lesson!"

She looked away.

He ignored Su Yu.

"The assessment continues!"

"After registration and class assignment, we'll immediately conduct a practical assessment!"

The process is faster.

Su Yu and Ye Qingluan successfully completed the test of the spirit-testing stele.

Su Yu controlled his physical quality to the passing grade in the mid-stage of the simulation and was assigned to Class B.

Ye Qingluan was in Class C.

soon.

The practical assessment begins.

Qin Lengyue personally stepped down to serve as the examiner for everyone.

She suppressed her cultivation level to be equal to that of the examinee.

They only use their fists and feet.

More than a dozen people went up in succession.

No one could withstand three moves from her.

They were all utterly crushed.

"Next."

"Class C, Ye Qingluan."

The deacon in charge of taking attendance called out loudly.

Ye Qingluan took a deep breath.

He gripped the short knife at his waist tightly.

"Go."

Su Yu spoke calmly.

"Don't use excessive force, watch her footsteps."

Ye Qingluan nodded heavily.

He leaped onto the high platform.

Qin Lengyue looked at Ye Qingluan, her divine sense sweeping over her.

"Early stage of the Microscopic Dust Realm".

She instantly suppressed her cultivation level to the early stage of the Microcosm realm.

"Make your move."

Ye Qingluan didn't waste any words.

She knew that the gap between herself and the general was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

The only option is to strike first.

"Swift Shadow Assassination Steps"!

Ye Qingluan's figure transformed into several afterimages, and her short sword, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, pierced straight towards Qin Lengyue's throat.

Extremely fast.

In the realm of microscopic dust, it is definitely considered top-notch.

but.

Qin Lengyue simply turned her body slightly to the side.

The movement was minimal, yet it precisely avoided the sharp edge of the dagger.

First move.

Fall through.

Ye Qingluan reacted extremely quickly, flipping her wrist and slashing Qin Lengyue's waist with her short sword.

The second move.

Qin Lengyue raised her left hand, her index and middle fingers precisely gripping the back of the short knife.

Absolute suppression by physical force.

Ye Qingluan felt as if the short knife was embedded in pig iron, completely immovable.

The third move.

Qin Lengyue turned her right hand into a palm and placed it unremarkably on Ye Qingluan's chest.

boom.

Ye Qingluan let out a muffled groan.

He stumbled back more than ten steps and fell to the edge of the platform.

The dagger slipped from his hand.

"The power is scattered, and the lower body is unstable."

Qin Lengyue gave a cold evaluation.

"You need to practice more."

"Get out of here."

Ye Qingluan gritted her teeth and picked up the short knife.

"Thank you for your guidance, General."

She jumped off the platform and walked to Su Yu's side.

His eyes were filled with resentment.

"Commander, your subordinates are too weak."

Su Yu didn't look at her.