Supreme Martial Venerable: Starting with the White Ape Cloak Hammer skill point allocation

In the county-level military examination, the assigned seats were ostensibly drawn randomly from a lottery box.

But anyone who has been through the real world knows that even things that appear fair on the surface are not without room for manipulation.

The simplest way is to exchange license plates with someone else.

In theory, Zhou Yuan has a chance to face Yuan Qingfeng.

But Zhou Yuan has never hesitated to view reality with the utmost malice.

"Wang Chao has a strong personality; he'd rather admit defeat than be used as a tool. So, is this why I'm facing Yuan Qingfeng in this match?"

Zhou Yuan thought to himself.

Yuan Qingfeng is a traitor to the blacksmith shop. He is of low character and shows no fraternal affection towards his fellow disciples who also came from the blacksmith shop. Instead, he is even more ruthless towards them.

In a previous martial arts competition, a former blacksmith's apprentice encountered him and was severely injured, coughing up blood, and forced to give up this year's county martial arts examination.

He will show absolutely no mercy to Zhou Yuan.

"Although Yuan Qingfeng's character is questionable, his talent in martial arts is undeniable. He was taken in as a successor by Master Li, who devoted countless efforts to his training."

Zhou Yuan pondered to himself.

He had only recently returned to Li Lin's tutelage, and under Li Lin's tutelage, Zhou Yuan had already benefited greatly in such a short time.

Moreover, Yuan Qingfeng received training under Li Lin for an even longer period of time.

Yuan Qingfeng started learning the basics a few days later than Zhou Yuan, but he achieved the second breakthrough earlier than Zhou Yuan. The difference in their talents was more than just a little bit.

"The most rational thing to do is to concede this match."

Zhou Yuan secretly calculated in his heart that he had won four consecutive matches in the third round, and with the red circles he got in the previous two rounds, he now had twenty-one red circles.

Based on past experience, getting twenty red circles basically gives you a very good chance of being selected.

Having 21 red circles gives you a good chance of passing the exam, but your ranking won't be very high.

"Give up on this match, there are still five more. If we can win one or two more, Wu Xiucai will be in the game."

But the opportunity that Master Li mentioned—

To fight or not to fight?

Zhou Yuan was also extremely conflicted.

He has stat points, so even without that special opportunity, he can still grow stronger, although it will be slower.

From his heart, he is extremely averse to risk.

The problem is, it's not that he wants to fight for it, but that others think he should.

No one believed he wouldn't fight for the Zhuo family's wealth and the opportunity to become a disciple of Shenbing Valley.

He has now been forced into the vortex.

In the current situation, hiding one's talents is foolish; if one doesn't fight, one will only be devoured until nothing is left.

"Only by excelling in martial arts and seizing the opportunity to join the Divine Weapon Valley can we silence these voices targeting us!"

Zhou Yuan pursed his lips, silently walked to the weapon rack, and chose a steel knife to hang at his waist.

Weaponry duels do not restrict the type or number of weapons.

However, most candidates only chose one weapon.

For these martial artists whose highest cultivation level is no more than two breakthroughs, mastering a weapon is already quite an achievement.

Moreover, martial arts training emphasizes mastering one skill for life; trying to learn too many things at once can actually be detrimental to improving one's strength.

Noticing that Zhou Yuan had picked up a knife, Yuan Qingfeng felt that Zhou Yuan was showing weakness and guilt, and couldn't help but sneer twice, his face full of murderous intent.

Li Lin's mantle, even though it's something he didn't want, why should you, Zhou Yuan, take it?

Furthermore, since we all come from impoverished backgrounds, why is it that you, Zhou Yuan, are favored by all those rich girls?

Jealousy had clouded Yuan Qingfeng's judgment; he had only one thought in mind: he had to cripple Zhou Yuan!

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Outside the examination hall, many people were waiting for the candidates to come out.

Li Lin and his wife were also among them.

Holding Li Lin's hand, Han said, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate. If all else fails, we'll just give up the Jade Knife."

"They want more than just the Jade Blade; they want our lives too. If we live, how will they explain the origin of the Jade Blade to Senior Chu?"

Li Lin sighed; he knew all too well how ruthless those people were.

"Unless Zhou Yuan comes out on top, according to past practice, the Prefect will host a banquet for the top county examinee. Otherwise, we won't even be able to leave Gaoshan County."

As they were talking, a burly man in his forties or fifties with thinning hair came up to them.

"Li Lin, haven't given up yet?"

Lin Jingsheng of Feiyun Martial Arts School sneered, "No matter how much you struggle, it's useless. You can't escape the inescapable net of Gaoshan County."

"If you're hoping your disciple will amount to something, you might as well go find a dilapidated temple and offer some proper prayers."

"Lin Jingsheng, who do you think you are? Even without Brother Lin back then, I wouldn't have even looked at you!"

Han glared angrily and cursed.

"Hey, I love your feisty side. Wait a few days, and I'll see if you can still be so fierce!"

Lin Jingsheng chuckled.

Seeing Pang Yunlong, the commander of the city guards, passing by in the distance, he didn't bother to pay attention to Li Lin and his wife. With a fawning smile, he bowed and went to greet them.

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Zhou Yuan stood on the stage, opposite Yuan Qingfeng, who was dressed in black shorts and carrying a hammer.

Their eyes met in mid-air, sparks flying, and the surrounding atmosphere instantly tensed up.

"Zhou Yuan, I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it."

Yuan Qingfeng grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth.

Zhou Yuan remained expressionless, but the muscles in his back suddenly tensed, and his spine exerted force like a giant dragon.

The hammer transformed into a blur and slammed towards Yuan Qingfeng.

Yuan Qingfeng's pupils contracted slightly, and he let out a cold snort.

The next moment, he stomped his left foot hard, the blue bricks shattered, and his figure shot out like an arrow.

With a whooshing sound, Zhou Yuan swung his hammer, and before the hammerhead even reached the target, the resulting gust of wind made his hair fly wildly.

clang!

The heads of the two hammers collided in mid-air.

The loud impact made everyone in the audience's ears ache.

On the stage, the two men moved with lightning speed, wielding their heavy hammers, each weighing over twenty pounds, leaving afterimages as they exchanged countless blows in an instant.

The two used almost identical moves, but Yuan Qingfeng's strength was slightly greater.

Yuan Qingfeng's eyes suddenly blazed with ferocity, his joints cracked like popping beans, and he brought his hammer down with the force of striking iron.

This move, White Ape Hammer Strike, is the killing move of the White Ape Cloak Hammer. Once hit, it will immediately result in broken bones and tendons.

Zhou Yuan remained calm and composed as he swung his hammer to block, simultaneously retreating and unleashing the fierce power of the blow.

Yuan Qingfeng swung his hammer, then swung it horizontally, aiming at Zhou Yuan's waist and kidneys with a vicious and cunning angle.

Zhou Yuan's retreating momentum was exhausted, and he could only barely block with his weapon hammer.

With a loud clang, the weapon hammer in Zhou Yuan's hand flew out of his grasp.

These few swift and agile moves, with their rapid changes and fierce attacks, left the audience in awe.

Seeing Zhou Yuan lose his weapon, everyone sighed inwardly, as if they could already see Zhou Yuan's defeat.

No sooner said than done.

With a strong killing intent on his face, Yuan Qingfeng swung his hammer with lightning speed. The hammerhead struck the air and produced a harsh, explosive sound like firecrackers.

The hammer is a heavy weapon, which cannot be resisted even by those wearing heavy armor, let alone by those who are unarmed and try to withstand it with their bare hands.

Yuan Qingfeng was confident that he could break Zhou Yuan's arm with one blow and smash Zhou Yuan's head with two blows.

suddenly.

Zhou Yuan leaned back, bent his knees, stopped his retreat, and lunged forward at the same time, drawing his long sword from his waist.

Swish!

The two passed each other, took two steps forward at the same time, and then stopped, standing back to back.

Zhou Yuan pointed the steel knife diagonally upwards, and a smear of blood slid down the blade, condensed into a blood bead, and slammed to the ground with a thud, shattering into pieces and breaking into pieces.

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