High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

"Well done, Lin Yun."

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and raised his voice, deliberately making sure everyone around him could hear.

"With that million of mine used to buy resources, even an average person would be at least at the third level by now. You're truly the worst of the worst."

These words sparked even more discussion among those around them.

"So you cheated Young Master Jiang out of his money? No wonder you were able to buy resources to break through."

"He dares to swindle money from the third young master of the Jiang family? This kid's got a death wish!"

"Even if you cheat, you only advance one level. You're really useless; you can't make a living off someone else."

Gu Xiaoman, standing next to Lin Yun, was also stunned.

He only felt that Lin Yun's aura was stable in the morning, and did not carefully probe his cultivation level. He did not expect that he was only at the second level of the Martial Apprentice Realm.

Even though he was shocked to hear Jiang Yu publicly humiliate his roommate, he still took half a step forward, stiffening his neck, and said, "Who are you? Who gives you the right to be so nosy?"

"Where did this bumpkin come from, daring to challenge me?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him sideways, his face full of arrogance.

"Do you know who I am? The third young master of the Jiang family in the capital. Believe me or not, with just one word from me, you'll find it impossible to move an inch in Diwu?"

Gu Xiaoman's expression changed.

He came from a small county town in Lingnan, so he naturally knew the Jiang family's influence in the capital. If he were to be resented by such a powerful family scion, he would inevitably face trouble in the future.

He gritted his teeth and ultimately didn't push his luck any further, but he didn't back down either, still standing beside Lin Yun, clearly unwilling to agree with Jiang Yu.

Seeing him back down, Jiang Yu felt even more pleased. He turned to Lin Yun and sneered, "Don't think you can turn things around just because you've broken through one level. A second-level Martial Apprentice is still just trash. In the upcoming combat test, I bet you won't even pass the third level, and you won't even get a level four rating. I'll see how you'll still have the face to stay at Emperor Martial Arts then."

"Jiang Yu, that's enough."

Su Nianhe walked over, her face very cold.

"Cultivation level doesn't explain everything; real combat proves everything. Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself later?"

"Nianhe, why are you still protecting him?"

Jiang Yu looked disapproving.

"With his skill level, what kind of results can he achieve in actual combat? He probably wouldn't even be half as good as me. You've been fooled by him. I've seen plenty of these 'phoenix men' who rely entirely on their smooth talk to deceive people."

Su Nianhe was too lazy to argue with him, so she patted Lin Yun's arm and whispered, "Ignore him, just perform normally later."

Lin Yun nodded slightly, his expression remaining calm throughout.

Whether it's mockery or disdain, it's all just passing by in his ears.

These voices will naturally stop once the actual combat rating is released.

With the Qi and Blood test concluded, the practical assessment test will begin immediately.

The test is held inside the Trial Tower and uses a challenge system. Each level corresponds to a realm, and there are ten simulated martial artists on each level. You can only enter the next level by defeating all of them.

The final ranking is determined by the number of levels cleared, with level one being the lowest and level nine being the highest. Each level is further divided into upper, middle, and lower grades, and the results are displayed in real time on the giant light screen in the center of the square.

Freshmen entered in batches according to their departments, and people gathered in twos and threes in the square, staring at the screen and discussing it.

Jiang Yu was among the first in line and soon emerged from the trial tower exit.

He dusted off his training uniform, looked up at the screen, and immediately a smug look appeared on his face.

A line of text appeared on the screen: Jiang Yu, Practical Combat Rating Level 8, Lower Grade.

This score is enough to rank among the top 300 freshmen, which is quite remarkable for a scion of a prestigious family.

Jiang Yu quickly walked to Su Nianhe's side and said with feigned modesty, "I didn't perform well. When I'm in good form, I can usually reach the middle level of the eighth rank. The main reason is that I spent the summer training in the family's secret realm and sparred a lot with the guards who were at the Martial Master level. So dealing with these simulated martial artists is relatively easy for me. Speaking of which, although I haven't broken through to the Martial Master level yet, I can still exchange a few blows with ordinary early-stage Martial Master opponents."

He kept talking, but Su Nianhe only stared at the entrance of the Trial Tower and didn't say a word.

Jiang Yu didn't feel embarrassed at all. He glanced at Lin Yun not far away and sneered.

"Some people are different. With a cultivation level of Martial Apprentice Level 2, they probably won't even be able to pass the fourth level when they go in. They'll be lucky to get a Level 4 rating."

A "phoenix man" is a "phoenix man"; no matter how much money he scams, it can't make up for the lack of qualifications.

Gu Xiaoman, listening from the side, clenched her fists. She wanted to retort but was afraid of causing trouble for Lin Yun, so she could only mutter under her breath, "We'll see how it goes in a bit. It's not certain who's stronger."

Soon, the broadcast called out Lin Yun's number.

Lin Yun nodded to Su Nianhe and Gu Xiaoman, then turned and walked into the entrance of the Trial Tower.

Inside the tower is a separate training space, simulating the solid form of a martial artist, whose moves are indistinguishable from those of a real person.

From the first to the fifth level, he pushed forward almost all the way, using the Vajra Fist in combination with the Wind-Stepping Step. Wherever the fist wind reached, the simulated martial artists scattered.

Ten martial artists at the sixth level of the sixth level of martial arts apprentice surrounded him. He moved swiftly and delivered powerful punches, knocking them all down in less than half a minute.

On the seventh floor, ten simulated martial artists at the seventh level of martial arts formed a formation to attack, and the difference in their qi and blood gradually became apparent.

He fought for nearly ten minutes, but eventually ran out of energy after knocking down seven people and was ruled out.

The trial space dissipated, and Lin Yun turned and walked out of the tower.

On the square, the numbers on the light screen jumped from level three to level five, and then stopped steadily at level nine.

"Lin Yun, combat performance rating: Level 9, Lower Grade"

The clear handwriting was visible to everyone, and the square fell into an eerie silence before erupting into a huge uproar.

"Level 9, lower tier?! I'm not seeing things, am I? That's the level of the top 50!"

"A second-level Martial Apprentice unleashing a level nine attack? Are you kidding me? How did he even do that?"

"No... this can't possibly be an ordinary second-level Martial Apprentice. That's right, it's a case of dispersing one's cultivation and rebuilding! Only by dispersing one's cultivation to hone one's foundation can one fight across so many levels!"

"My god, so he's a ruthless person who dispersed his cultivation! No wonder his cultivation level is low; he deliberately lowered it to build a foundation!"

"This guy is definitely good enough to be considered a prodigy!"

Those who had previously mocked Lin Yun for getting in through connections and called him a good-for-nothing now felt ashamed.

They finally realized that someone who could pass the imperial examination could not possibly be a complete incompetent.

It's not that they lack ability, it's just that the path they take is much more difficult than that of ordinary people, and those with limited vision simply cannot see through it.

Gu Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and she clenched her fists, almost jumping up: "Holy crap! Lin Yun is amazing!"

Jiang Yu stood there, his smugness completely frozen, the color draining from his face, turning it red and then white.

Ninth grade, lower level.

This achievement is a whole level higher than his, and even touches the threshold of the Eighteen Talents of the Capital and the Thirty-Two Heroes of the Nine Provinces.

He used to call people "good-for-nothings" and "phoenix men" (men from humble backgrounds who achieve success), and he was so sure that they couldn't even get a Level 4 certificate. But he was proven wrong in the blink of an eye.

More importantly, he originally thought Lin Yun was just a piece of trash in the early stage of the Martial Apprentice Realm, but he never expected that Lin Yun was dispersing his cultivation to start over!

In other words, Lin Yun's cultivation level before the start of the school year was at the peak of the Martial Apprentice realm, which was even higher than his.

Jiang Yu felt his cheeks burning, as if he had been slapped in public, so embarrassed that he wished he could disappear into the ground.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to regain his composure, but the words stuck in his throat.

With the facts laid bare, any further explanation would only make things more embarrassing and make it even harder to talk to Su Nianhe.

After Lin Yun came out, he saw that Jiang Yu didn't say anything, but just snorted and smiled at him.

Jiang Yu looked at Lin Yun's disdainful sneer, his teeth almost grinding to powder, his face turning red to the roots of his ears in embarrassment.

"Young Master Jiang, why don't you take a cold shower first? I'm afraid your temperature is too high and you'll get a fever."

Su Nianhe didn't hold back with her words, speaking in a sarcastic tone that made Jiang Yu blush completely.

"You! You all just wait!"

Jiang Yu turned and left.