Full Awakening: One F is trash, three me

"How about we bet a Heaven-Rank cultivation technique?"

Upon hearing Yang Han's words, Yue Ming's expression turned strange.

Yang Han was slightly taken aback. Had he gambled too much? Was this guy too afraid to take the bet? What was with that expression?

"Earth-rank items are fine too. I didn't expect even someone from your in-laws' family couldn't afford to gamble?"

"Yang Han!"

Yue Ming called out to him again, a hint of amusement in his voice, "Where did you hear about this Heavenly Rank cultivation technique?"

Yang Han was truly puzzled now; the other person's expression clearly indicated something was wrong.

"That's none of your concern!"

Yang Han touched his nose. "So, tell me, are you going to bet or not?"

Yue Ming didn't answer, but instead smiled with some relief: "There's no such thing as a Heaven-Rank cultivation technique. Now I believe you really are from the base city."

"what?"

Yang Han's expression changed several times, but he quickly calmed down, though he gritted his teeth inwardly.

Luo Sheng...you just wait!

"Let's bet on a Heaven-Rank combat skill, are you in?"

Yue Ming was speechless. "It's not a matter of daring or not. Do you even have that thing? And what will happen if you lose?"

Yang Han's face stiffened. "I can write a contract. If I lose, I will find a way to pay it back in the future no matter what."

Yue Ming shook his head and remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, "If you really want to take a gamble, it's not impossible, but let's not talk about those Heaven-rank cultivation techniques and combat skills. How about I bet you a Yellow-rank combat skill?"

"In that case, even if you lose, I think you can afford to pay."

Yang Han pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

That's about it. This guy who made the big bet probably won't dare to do it again.

"Alright, let's continue until they're dead!"

……

The words had barely left his mouth when his imposing manner was astonishing!

boom!

The distance of tens of meters was covered in the blink of an eye, and the spears and clubs collided with a loud crash!

A shockwave erupted, causing the surrounding ancient trees to sway violently.

The two men immediately withdrew from their position. Yue Ming took a few steps back, while Yang Han retreated several meters before stopping when his large stick struck the ground.

"Yang Han, do you realize the difference now?"

Yue Ming made a sarcastic remark, but inwardly he was utterly shocked.

That's incredibly powerful! Its strength is equivalent to that of over forty star veins!

This... is much stronger than him before his talents were combined!

"This is nothing!"

Yang Han smiled. He was very satisfied with Yue Ming's strength; that last attack had the power of nearly fifty star veins.

In their initial exchange, neither of them used any combat techniques; it was simply a clash of strength.

The next moment, the two collided again, with a continuous booming sound, both moving at incredibly fast speeds!

If there were other candidates present at this moment, they would find that they could not be seen at all.

Only the teachers watching from high above could see it clearly.

With continuous roars, Yang Han was forced to retreat step by step. In terms of pure strength, he was no match for Yue Ming at this moment!

With a bang, Yang Han crashed into the ancient tree, which instantly shattered into pieces.

There was a slight trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his expression remained completely calm.

This guy gets stronger with each battle; he's definitely not easy to deal with!

"Yang Han, is that all the skill you've got? Stop hiding it; the further we go, the less chance you'll have!"

At this moment, Yue Ming didn't mind telling Yang Han directly about the effects of his talent, since knowing it wouldn't be of much use anyway!

"You haven't even won yet, how dare you be so arrogant!"

The next moment, Yang Han suddenly sprang up again, and the Zhenyue Staff in his hand slammed down.

Even though he was at a disadvantage, Yang Han still did not use any combat techniques.

Clang!

Guns and clubs clashed, exploding into dazzling sparks!

Each time they collided, Yang Han would be thrown several meters away, only to be attacked again.

"Yang Han, you... have such a strong physical body!"

Yue Ming grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed; he knew his own strength all too well.

With his current strength, any other examinee would only be blown to bits by his shot.

"Not enough! Continue!"

Yang Han roared and, disregarding everything else, attacked like a madman, relying on his powerful physique!

Although Yue Ming didn't understand, he was naturally willing to cooperate, thinking that if he dragged it out, he could eventually take this guy down with one shot.

The rumbling sound continued!

Soon, Yang Han couldn't hold on any longer and was sent flying with a bang, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Yue Ming's eyes flashed with terror.

"Yang Han... what were you doing just now? You were fighting and training your body at the same time?!"

Yang Han spat out a mouthful of blood; his physical body had reached its limit.

"Haha, just a petty trick! Those from the base city have no choice but to cherish every moment of combat, otherwise how could they compare to you prodigies!"

At this moment, the Zhenyue Staff in Yang Han's hand glowed, and his entire aura changed.

powerful!

boom!

Yang Han appeared in front of Yue Ming in a flash.

A single blow!

Yue Ming met the attack with a spear thrust, and with a thud, he staggered back several steps.

"Perfect Combat Technique!"

Yue Ming's pupils contracted. It wasn't unusual in the Holy City to cultivate combat techniques before reaching the 36th stage, but to cultivate them to perfection was quite rare.

Even he was only at the Great Completion stage.

"interesting!"

Yue Ming chuckled softly. This was getting interesting. Yang Han was able to become the top scholar in the imperial examination; he really did have some real talent.

"Come on! Let's continue!"

Boom!

The ground shook violently, and vegetation flew everywhere! Some of the thinner trees were snapped in two on the spot.

In the sky, more and more teachers appeared, and everyone was curious about what level the two had reached.

Two figures clashed repeatedly in the center of the arena, their swords flashing and their clashes sometimes producing deafening roars, sometimes utterly silent.

Since their lives were not in danger, both of them fought with exceptional ferocity.

……

In the midst of battle.

While manipulating the Star Source Power to forge his body, Yang Han unleashed the power of the Star Source Power through the Heavy Strike Net, swallowing Star Source Pills as if they were free.

What Yue Ming didn't know was that Yang Han was still practicing the Star Chasing Skill at this moment, multitasking!

Not enough! Still not enough!

Yang Han silently calculated that, thanks to the heavy blow he had used, he was able to withstand Yue Ming's attack once again, but as time passed, he slowly fell into a disadvantageous position again.

It must be said that although Yue Ming's talent is not as bizarre as others, it is extremely pure and powerful!

At this moment, the opponent's power, when using combat techniques, has reached the level of over fifty star veins, which is extremely close to sixty star veins.

"Yang Han, you're doomed. As long as you can't kill me instantly, victory will be mine sooner or later. So what if you have a perfect combat skill?"

Yang Han remained silent; at this moment, he was already finding it extremely difficult to multitask.

[Divine Journey - Begins.]

The F-rank talent has quietly activated. Although it can only last for half an hour, that's enough for now!

The slight boost in mental strength instantly made up for the strain of multitasking, making everything much easier.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yang Han roared and slammed the Zhenyue Staff out with all his might, splitting it in two, then into three!

Yue Ming's spear tip trembled, unsure which blow to block.

boom!

Yue Ming was sent flying backward, looking completely incredulous. This was the first time he had ever been humiliated!

"What kind of combat technique is that?"

"A family-inherited combat technique!"

boom!

With another swing of the staff, unlike the previous straightforward strikes, Yang Han's staff became erratic this time.

Prioritizing and urging, appearing both real and fake!

Two figures crossed paths, but... this time the outcome was different.

Each time, it was Yue Ming who was forced to retreat violently.