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

Chapter 444 Give Me a Defeat (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Behind Ping Han's armor, streaks of crimson energy surged forth. He accelerated, tearing through the air and appearing before Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu's entire body was enveloped in a cloud of mist as his formless aura spread out.

boom!
Zhang Yu parried, only to feel a terrifying force unleashed by his opponent's punch, sending him flying.

"I prepared that set of tools to improve my construction skills for the military certification exam."

With the enhancement of the Dharma Body, Ping Han's original strength was already extraordinary.

At this moment, he used his magical body to propel his armor, and used the armor to strengthen his magical body and physical body. His strength surged dramatically, and he shot out like a meteor, blasting Zhang Yu away time and time again.

"But during the exam, they said my kill count was too low."

With a loud hiss, Zhang Yu's feet plowed a hundred meters of tracks into the ground. Looking up, he saw Ping Han throwing another punch.

"Alright, since we're going to compare combat strength, then I'll change into a set of real combat gear. What do you have left to fight me with now?"

Amidst the deafening bangs, Ping Han transformed into a bolt of black lightning, tearing through the air time and again as he attacked Zhang Yu.

"I have the perseverance and courage to go bankrupt time and time again, the insight and wisdom to see through the cryptocurrency market, the indomitable spirit honed over the years, and the good fortune to witness the surge in Qiongjiang Coin's price!"

"You lack my experience, my boldness in cryptocurrency trading, and my wisdom to see the secret behind Qiongjiang Coin's rise! How can you compare to me?"

With the blessing of the Heavenly Abyss Armor, his entire body was constantly surging with qi, exhaling and exhaling the atmosphere, which enhanced Ping Han's speed in all aspects.

At the same time, the armor's energy constantly changed color, presenting nine colors of energy, each representing a different form of damage such as high temperature, low temperature, electromagnetic, cutting, and vibration.

Ping Han's spinal, leg, and hand magical skeletons each propel him to level 20 in practical martial arts, allowing him to fully unleash his combat power at this moment.

boom!
In another clash of qi, Zhang Yu's formless cloud qi suddenly dissipated, revealing his true form beneath the clouds: a humanoid figure clad in golden armor.

"Zhang Yu! I'm richer than you, better at making money than you, and have greater potential for immortality than you!"

"Whether it's construction or combat, with my superior abilities, I can simply change my fighting style and always be above you!"

Ping Han roared, "You still won't admit defeat?!"

At the same time, countless words projected by spectators appeared in the sky above the arena, like countless people shouting to Zhang Yu.

Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Kneel down! Surrender!

As if carrying the will of countless people, Ping Han slammed his fist down on the golden-armored figure, tearing it to shreds.

……

In the spirit realm surrounding the arena, Ye Xingli also descended with a projection, specifically to watch the duel between Zhang Yu and Ping Han.

Ye Xingli was also very curious about Zhang Yu's strength, as he was highly regarded by her master.

“Ping Han’s current strength is not weak; he should already be at the peak level below military-grade power.”

Ye Xingli thought to herself, "Zhang Yu just got his military certificate not long ago, so he probably hasn't mastered military-grade martial arts yet."

"Both sides in this battle are at the same level, which should also give us a glimpse into Zhang Yu's true strength."

Just as Ye Xingli was thinking this, another projection appeared beside her.

"Xingli, you're here too?"

Hearing the voice, Ye Xingli turned her head and looked at the emerging projection, a smile appearing on her face: "Senior Qianji."

The projection of the metallic mechanical figure before them was none other than Yan Qianji, the top student in the weapon crafting department, who possessed multiple military-grade weapons.

At the same time, he is also a direct disciple of a Divine Lord who has transformed into a Divine Lord.

Yan Qianji, who appeared in the form of a mechanical puppet in the spirit world, looked in the direction of Zhang Yu and Ping Han and said in surprise, "Hmm?"

Watching Zhang Yu withstand Ping Han's attacks time and time again, Yan Qianji said, "He is indeed a fine piece of jade."

He asked curiously, "Zhang Yu's situation, which is purely physical, means he either wants to create a customized Dharma Body or he wants to sell his body. Which one is he?"

The image of Zhang Yu practicing weapon crafting flashed through Ye Xingli's mind, but she did not intend to reveal this matter, and simply said casually, "I'm not too sure about that either."

Yan Qianji stroked his chin and said, "This is a top-quality natural treasure. I really want to try putting it on my body to see how it works."

"If there's anything you don't need on him, just let me know, and I'll buy it at a high price."

Ye Xingli nodded, then asked, "Senior, weren't you busy participating in the Tianri Huangshen update project? What made you decide to come and watch this competition?"

Ye Xingli knew that the Heavenly Sun Divine Weapon, as a military-grade magic weapon of the weapon-refining system, was continuously updated every year, constantly iterating on new immortal techniques, which was why it maintained its military-grade rating in the Daoist canon catalog of the ten major sects.

Of course, any magical artifact or magical artifact, based on its original design framework, will eventually reach its limit. Therefore, the weapon crafting system is constantly developing newer and stronger results.

Upon hearing Ye Xingli's question, Yan Qianji explained, "This competition is not just a matter for Zhang Yu and Ping Han, or even just for the Department of Civil Engineering."

"After all, someone in the finance department hyped up this competition."

"Finance department?" Ye Xingli asked in surprise, "They're speculating on Qiongjiang Coin?"

Yan Qianji snorted coldly and said, "What wouldn't these vampires from the finance department do?" "As long as they can earn spirit coins, things like colluding with external forces or betraying the school's interests are nothing to them. Hesitating for even a moment shows that their Dao heart is flawed."

Beyond the interests involved, Yan Qianji also understood that this was an extension of the power struggle within the school's upper echelons.

Yan Qianji thought to himself, "Although Zhang Yu is a student of the Civil Engineering Department, he was handpicked by True Lord Qiyun in the military examination. If Ping Han were to defeat Zhang Yu in the blink of an eye... whose face would that be slapped in?"

Yan Qianji understood that even if Zhang Yu lost, the military certificate could never be transferred to Ping Han, as this involved the procedures and authority of the school and even the Heavenly Court.

However, in the eyes of the school's higher-ups, especially the three Nascent Soul level principals, it was clear that True Lord Qiyun would inevitably be seen as someone who misjudged people and was unreliable in his work.

For the senior management of Wanfa University, sometimes a single impression can determine the success or failure of many things.

Just as Yan Qianji was speaking, a golden projection of the spirit world appeared.

An aged voice followed: "Brother Qianji, you have a deep misunderstanding about our Finance Department. How could we be the kind of people who would sell out the school's interests for spirit coins?"

"With this surge in Qiongjiang Coin's price, we're going to lead the students of Wanfa University on an expedition outside the campus to harvest money from Hehuan University."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingli turned her head and saw a figure draped in a golden robe, looking extremely old, with every inch of his skin revealing the extreme of aging, projected before them.

Ye Xingli silently recited the other person's name: "Jiu Tian Liu, yet another Nascent Soul disciple."

Ye Xingli knew that Jiutian Liu in the real material world did not look like this old man; the decrepit appearance before her was merely his spirit world form.

After all, the older one gets, the higher the cost of extending lifespan. Being old enough to reach a point that ordinary people cannot reach, to the point that one surpasses the limits of the physical body, is a privilege and image of the wealthy. Poor people cannot live that long.

Jiutianliu looked at the arena with a smile and said, "I really didn't expect that this junior Zhang Yu would actually try to dissuade everyone from investing in Qiongjiang Coin. Sigh... If he loses now, I'm afraid the juniors' enthusiasm for investing will only increase."

Yan Qianji said calmly, "Zhang Yu may not necessarily lose."

Looking at the figure in the arena that had been completely suppressed and ultimately destroyed by Ping Han's punch, Jiu Tianliu said indifferently, "Is that so?"

"Brother Qianji, would you be interested in making a bet?"

Yan Qianji coldly replied, "I don't gamble."

……

At the same time, as Ping Han unleashed his final, powerful punch, the golden-armored figure before him suddenly crumbled.

Although the golden armor formed by the Taiyi Golden Liquid Pill did not break, the humanoid figure inside burst out like a balloon and could no longer support the golden armor.

As streams of energy dispersed from it, the golden armor slowly landed on the ground.

It turned out that what Ping Han blasted apart with one punch was not Zhang Yu's true form, but a Wuxiang Warrior wearing golden armor.

The next moment, two more golden-armored figures burst out of the ground one after the other, attacking Ping Han fiercely from two different directions.

Zhang Yu now possesses three Taiyi Golden Liquid Pills, which allows him to use a golden-armored warrior to draw fire before launching an attack with two more golden-armored warriors.

Which one is true?

Which one is fake?

Ping Han's eyes swept over the two golden-armored figures in front and behind him, and he finally sneered, "It doesn't matter."

He raised one hand, and a torrent of qi shot out from the palm nozzle of his armor, transforming into a scythe-shaped blade of qi.

Then the blade energy changed into nine different colors in succession. After the nine types of energy were combined, they finally turned into a bright green color.

"Zhang Yu, your ability to parry with your internal energy and your ability to use leverage against others are truly impressive."

"But its biggest weakness is that while it is good at dealing with blunt force, it is not good at dealing with sharp cuts..."

"If you're not going to admit defeat, then just give up."

Level 20 Nine Heavens Azure Scythe!

The sickle technique that Ping Han used was developed by a martial arts expert through the ups and downs of the stock market. It contained his insights from many years of stock trading and also the ruthless and bloodless nature of the financial market.

Upon seeing it, Ping Han felt that this technique was perfectly suited to him, and he found it incredibly easy to use.

At this moment, Ping Han propelled this scythe technique with his physical body, magical remains, and armor, and the sharp, emerald-green scythe seemed to descend from the heavens, slashing down fiercely from above.

The condensed qi is even more sharp and has the secret to breaking through qi. It can also enter the body and destroy the magic power of the victim with each strike.

With the next strike, the emerald green blade energy descended, splitting the dust within a hundred-meter radius in two with a single blow, cleaving the two golden-armored figures in two, their inner energy shattering instantly.

As the two golden-armored warriors were defeated, the ground beneath Ping Han's feet trembled violently.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Golden Armor Warrior was entangled with Ping Han, Zhang Yu finally completed the first round of forging the Formless Spirit General.

At this moment, Zhang Yu stood atop the more than ten-meter-tall Wuxiang Spirit General and burst forth from the ground with a thunderous roar.

With a roar, the Formless Spirit General unleashed a blazing beam of light that shot out and engulfed Ping Han's head.

(End of this chapter)