What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?.

Chapter 430 Who Can Defeat Me?

Upon seeing the announcement from the Divine Lord of the Jade Nectar, Su Yanyang felt his heart pounding with excitement, as if it were about to explode.

"The price of Qiongjiang Coin is about to rise!"

"It's going to skyrocket!"

He quickly logged into the platform, intending to buy with all his might, but found that no matter how many times he increased the price and placed orders, he couldn't buy a single Qiongjiang Coin. He could only watch helplessly as the price of Qiongjiang Coin continued to rise.

After finally managing to buy a little bit, Su Yanyang's underground tomb had already been half breached by the Yellow Turban Warriors.

He immediately and hastily mobilized the main formation, combining the power of the three smaller formations to fight off the enemy head-on.

"What the hell..."

Su Yanyang felt a pang of heartache as he thought about the money he hadn't earned because he had sold his Qiongjiang coins prematurely.

"Who exactly is spreading these rumors?"

"And it just so happens to be during a military exam... Is it specifically for military certification?"

……

at the same time.

In another examination room.

As the price of Qiongjiang Coins surged again, the soul cultivators under Ping Han cheered, and their attacks with magical treasures became even more intense.

Ping Han's expression grew increasingly calm and profound.

At this moment, he activated his magic power and mobilized the spirit world network, and in the blink of an eye, he had already mortgaged a portion of the Qiongjiang coins in his hands.

Then, the magic weapon membership was upgraded again, the soul cultivator's calculation pool resources continued to increase, and the body of magic weapons quickly downloaded one level 20 cultivation technique after another from the spirit world...

At this moment, with the change in the value of the Qiongjiang Coin, Ping Han, riding on the momentum of heaven and earth, also saw his strength surge once again.

He faced the relentless onslaught of the Yellow Turban warriors, one palm supporting the sky, the other pressing down on the earth. With a roar, his magical power surged forth like molten lava from the depths of the earth.

He roared inwardly, "Two years!"

Does anyone know how I've spent the last two years?

"Over the past two years, I have witnessed the rise and fall of the market, experienced the ups and downs of the cryptocurrency market, and gone bankrupt nine times without giving up."

"Finally, I have honed this indomitable and unwavering Dao heart! I have acquired a pair of discerning eyes that can see through the grand scheme of things! And I have mastered this earth-shattering power!"

"Now, a single thought from a Nascent Soul God Lord can cause a tremor in the heavens and earth."

"But this shock did not harm me; on the contrary, it was used to my advantage, allowing me to reach new heights."

"In today's military certification exam... who can defeat me? Who is worthy of defeating me?"

With a roar from Ping Han, rows of Yellow Turban warriors were shattered.

……

On the flying boat.

At this moment, in the eyes of the judges and guests, it seemed as if there were rolling waves in the world, which transformed into densely packed spiritual coins, carrying powerful immortal power. As Ping Han's palm print changed and his magic power tore, they continuously fell from the sky and poured into his body, sweeping across the four directions with his will.

Looking at Ping Han's performance, True Monarch Qiyun's eyes showed even greater appreciation: "His combat strength has broken through again."

"This kid seems to be a natural talent for cryptocurrency trading, and he may even make further progress on the path to immortality."

The Celestial Phenomenon True Lord standing to the side was also slightly moved, saying, "In the face of the changing tides during the battle, he was not crushed, but instead, he was swept up by the momentum and unleashed even stronger combat power. This Ping Han is truly a talent."

The fifth-rank righteous god Geng Chenyi commented: "With one force overcoming ten techniques, Ping Han's current combat strength is already unmatched."

Watching this scene, Director Gao on the other side couldn't help but have a question in his mind.

"Did I misjudge Ping Han? After these two years of tempering, he is no longer impetuous, and his Daoist heart is no longer burdened by the power of currency?"

At the same time, the Yellow Turban Warriors' offensive became increasingly fierce and powerful, and soon they ushered in their most ferocious and domineering wave.

One after another, enormous yellow-turbaned warriors charged forward like giant spirits.

Some of these Yellow Turban warriors were 10 meters tall, clad in armor, resembling a moving small mountain.

Other Yellow Turban warriors were slender, surrounded by swirling winds, and shot forward at several times the speed of sound.

Some Yellow Turban warriors crawl on all fours like wild beasts, their bodies covered with high-speed vibrating magnetic weapons.

Some Yellow Turban warriors were clad in iron armor and possessed divine thunder; with a single breath, they could unleash a tornado of wind and fire...

One after another, powerful Yellow Turban warriors, like Foundation Establishment experts, surrounded and attacked the center of the formation, subtly forming a formation among themselves, displaying a cooperative intelligence.

As the examinees watched this scene, a thought began to emerge in their minds: the Yellow Turban warriors before them were no longer simple puppets, but an army, a Yellow Turban army.

Faced with this wave of attacks, Su Yanyang, who had just been greatly affected, suffered repeated defeats. His constructed underground palaces were torn apart one by one, his spiritual energy channels were cut off, and the area above the array's central core was bombarded by divine lightning bolts...

Looking at the last five minutes, Su Yanyang gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on, I can hold on until the very end."

On the other side, Xiao Yunji, facing this strongest wave of attacks, also stopped holding back.

Her three heads and six arms underwent further changes. As the three heads moved, the six arms contracted, and her body lengthened... a faint dragon-like shape began to emerge.

Is Xiao Yunji going to use her Transformation Body to transform into a dragon and fight?

With the majesty of the dragon, the domineering nature of the dragon, the power of the dragon... to sweep away these Yellow Turban warriors before us?

No, in Xiao Yunji's eyes, dragons were nothing more than mere food, just another animal in a farm. How could they compare to the ferocity of a high-speed train that, after the advancement of immortal techniques, could traverse the eight wastelands and travel to the four seas?

Xiao Yunji's figure underwent a series of transformations, turning into a train over ten meters long—a high-speed train that surpassed the dragon in speed, power, momentum, and sturdiness.

The train hovered above the magnetic channel, then accelerated before shooting out along it, crushing the Yellow Turban warriors in its path into speed bumps.

……

On the airship, many guests were generous with their praise for Xiao Yunji's transformation.

"No wonder Xiao Yunji's Dharma Body Synchronization Rate has been so low."

"It was a completely humanoid corpse, without retaining even the slightest animalistic nature."

"If you lose the senses of your animalistic body, your humanity will gradually be lost. Not to mention synchronization, if your spiritual realm is insufficient, even your Dao heart may regress."

Qiyun Zhenjun commented: "The repeated transformations and the addition of Dharma bodies are probably all for the sake of soaring to the sky today."

The Celestial True Lord sighed, "Unfortunately, human strength has its limits. Even if we abandon our human form or even our humanity, it is not as good as favorable timing and location, and we cannot stop the current momentum of Pinghan."

At the same time, Geng Chenyi, who was standing to the side, laughed and said, "You two, look over there, there's another one who's also unexpected."

……

After his body swelled up, Zhang Yu devoured a large number of broken Yellow Turban warriors, and after digesting them, he spat out the re-refined building materials.

The surging energy transported these building materials to various parts of the Earth Giant's body, and under the construction of the Unparalleled Warrior, they were gradually sculpted into the Earth Giant's skeleton.

As a skeleton gradually developed inside, the earth giant's sturdiness increased, and its internal power transmission became more and more like that of the human body.

Zhang Yu knew in his heart that the onslaught of this exam would become stronger with each wave, and he had to speed up his progress and develop rapidly during this exam.

So he refined the materials and forged the skeleton. The earth giant's body became heavier and heavier, and its movements became slower and slower, but the power it contained became more and more terrifying.

He even used the ashes of the Ying family members inside the earth giant to increase its strength through blood sacrifice.

Zhang Yu was building this earthen giant as a mobile fortress.

Looking at the ashes of his family member, Yingxin's great-grandfather also felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

"Father, we are fighting side by side again!"

"The ashes of family members are so heartwarming."

As Zhang Yu continued to increase the strength of the earth giant, he was creating something else in addition to the giant's skeleton.

So when the final and strongest attack came, Zhang Yu grabbed the armor plates forged from the remains of the Yellow Turban Warriors and armed them directly onto the Earth Giant.

In the blink of an eye, the earth giant, which was originally over 30 meters tall, transformed into a divine general clad in armor.

Zhang Yu felt that this thing could no longer be called an Earth Giant, nor was it suitable to be called a Formless Warrior. He decided to call it a Formless Spirit General.

bump!
The Ironclad Divine Thunder was shot towards the Yellow Turban Warrior from afar, its terrifying penetrating power striking the Formless Spirit General's chest directly.

If it were the earth giant that Zhang Yu initially created casually with the small three-in-one technique, it would probably be torn to pieces by now and shattered by a single cannon shot.

But at this moment, with a deafening roar, a scorch mark appeared on the armor on the chest of the Spirit General Wuxiang, only slightly dented.

With the combined power of his entire skeleton and inner energy, the Formless Spirit General stood proudly on the earth, not retreating an inch.

The astonishing defensive power means that Zhang Yu no longer needs to constantly extract mud and sand to repair the body of the Formless Spirit General.

This also means that his Lesser Three Harmonies can be used to fully promote the actions of the Formless Spirit General and maintain its structure.

This is not just an increase in the power of the Formless Spirit General, but also a refinement in operation and structure.

The figure of the Formless Spirit General trembled, and its body beneath the armor became even more refined.

With Zhang Yu's masterful control of martial arts and the blessing of his Martial Saint Body, the originally rough mud and sand now adhered to his bones, as if they had been transformed into pieces of real flesh and blood.

Combined with the surging, flowing, formless cloud energy, the formless spirit general, under Zhang Yu's control, became like a living being, an enlarged version of himself countless times.

boom!
Step forward, lower your shoulders, drop your elbows, and strike with your palm!
The muscles formed from the mud and sand twisted and vibrated violently like steel bars, bursting forth with tremendous power.

With a palm strike imbued with surging power, the Yellow Turban Warrior, standing over ten meters tall, was instantly shattered.

At this moment, Zhang Yu directly unleashed the Dragon Elephant Mountain-Crushing Palm technique using the Formless Spirit General.

Roar!
In the next instant, Wuxiang Lingjiang let out a roar, and fierce qi condensed in his mouth.

At the same time, at the dantian of the Formless Spirit General, several Blazing Platforms were igniting thunder and fire, bombarding Zhang Yu's Formless Cloud Gang.

In addition to the skeleton and armor, Zhang Yu also created defensive fortifications within the body of the Formless Spirit General.

At this moment, the Blazing Platform erupted with thunder and fire. The power of the thunder and fire, after being transferred by the Nine Heavens Cloud Force, surged out from the mouth of the Formless Spirit General, like a thick line, sweeping across the Yellow Turban Army a hundred meters away.

……

On the flying boat.

Director Gao couldn't help but smile as he watched this scene, thinking to himself, "As expected of the pride of our Civil Engineering Department, his construction skills have been brought to their fullest potential."

"This is not just about technological prowess, but also about design wisdom, which allows Zhang Yu's strengths to be fused together and produce an effect that is far greater than the sum of its parts."

On the other side, True Monarch Qiyun thought to himself, "The techniques of earth and wood, the application of martial arts, but in the end it's still the idea of ​​weapon forging, right? This kid's inner self has indeed become the shape of a magnetic pole."

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