I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Actually, there used to be several cities around here, but they were all destroyed because of the emergence of the border area, or had to be abandoned because they were too close to the dangerous border area..."

"Sigh, I really don't know what the world will become in the future. In less than three hundred years, the area where we humans can live has been suppressed quite a bit."

"If this continues, it probably won't be long before we really have no place to live."

"But it doesn't really concern us. Anyway, we'll all be dead by then. It's only the big shots in Cangting who have to worry about this, haha."

Xue Jing's exceptional eyesight allowed him to see the strange phenomenon in the far distance through the porthole in front of him.

A vast area where light is distorted, with metallic hues spreading from its edges, a steel territory stands out starkly in the midst of a vast wasteland.

Faintly visible, metallic-looking tree roots extend from the area, moving about as if they were alive.

"The Sea of ​​Steel..."

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.

This will be the first environmentally specialized boundary he encounters.

Unlike the 'Roaring Falls' I had visited before, the environment at Roaring Falls was still generally pleasant, not much different from the environment on Earth itself.

The Sea of ​​Steel is completely different from Earth; it is a true 'other world'.

For example, the most basic gravity is more than 2.8 times that of Earth.

However, the environment and such are irrelevant to him.

The difficulty of this joint exam also lies in the fact that the Secret Martial Arts Society and other enemies are targeting him.

"...Please don't let me down."

he whispered.

After several hours of flight, the aircraft successfully arrived at the entrance to the Sea of ​​Steel.

Xue Jing led the students off the aircraft, glanced at the strange area in front of them where the light was distorted, and then turned his gaze to the side.

Students from other examination rooms had arrived before them.

At this moment, they were gathering in groups, each far apart from the others, with no intention of communicating at all.

That's normal. Once you're inside, you'll start fighting each other. There's really not much to say. If you actually develop feelings for each other, that would be a bad thing.

The students seemed to be affected by the solemn atmosphere, and they all became serious and tense, and stopped talking.

A few young men who looked like examiners were gathered together chatting.

"That's the person, isn't it?"

A handsome young man dressed in martial arts attire looked at Xue Jing with curiosity.

"That's Xue Jing... I saw it online a few days ago. Someone named Xue Jing got an A+ rating in the Extreme Martial Arts Ascension to Heaven test project one... Is that him?"

The person next to him raised an eyebrow and said, "Really? I thought it was just a coincidence of names. Is it really that serious?"

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, this doesn't seem quite the same as what you said."

He reached out and put his arm around the shoulder of a boy next to him.

His sharp, hawk-like gaze, with a hint of apprehension and fear, was none other than Zhou Yinglin himself.

After suffering consecutive defeats to Xue Jing in the U19 competition, he was forcibly sent to the Seventh Urban Circle for training by his master, Wu Xuanzhu.

With his strength and talent, he thrived here and made quite a name for himself in the Extreme Martial Heaven Palace.

Then... they were approached by the Secret Martial Arts Society.

As one of the very few people who had close contact with Xue Jing, the upper echelons of the Secret Martial Arts Society felt that he should know Xue Jing very well, so they let him participate in this plan as a 'strategist' and 'intelligence source'.

For Zhou Yinglin, this was a very good opportunity to get revenge on Xue Jing... This lineup was extremely impressive; normally speaking, it would be more than enough to deal with ten Xue Jings, let alone one.

But... for some reason, when he actually saw that figure step off the aircraft, Zhou Yinglin immediately felt uneasy.

That was an unease that completely disregarded reason, logic, and all normal thinking.

It's like your hand is clearly full of bombs, while the opponent only has some weak and incomplete cards, maybe a few pairs at most... but there's just a strange feeling that it's a bit risky.

It's as if this person's seemingly terrible hand is just an illusion; in reality, they have a winning hand...

'I can't believe how deep my trauma from him is, damn it…'

Zhou Yinglin gritted his teeth.

If this obstacle is not broken and this person is not made to disappear from this world, his spirit will not be able to achieve perfection, and he may never be able to break through his limits in this lifetime.

"This person has a very special constitution, and he is also a recipient of a gift."

Zhou Yinglin took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Although I don't know his specific abilities, he does have a move that can greatly amplify his own attack power, which is probably why he got an A+."

"His true martial arts skill is definitely not at this level."

The person next to him rubbed his chin: "Oh? Is that so?"

"However, whether his martial arts skills reached this level or he achieved it through other abilities, it shows that the opponent's attack power was quite formidable."

"We can't just confront him head-on...we need to think of other ways to deal with him."

……

Chapter 334 Activating the Special Divine Skill Crimson! The Source of Flesh and Blood, the Secret Weapon Reformers (4K)

"Ji Huaiyu, what do you think?" Several examiners turned their gaze to a handsome young man with a cold expression.

"You've also had contact with Xue Jing... Do you have any objections?"

Zhou Yinglin also looked at him.

Ji Huaiyu was born in the Sixiang Dojo, located on the outer ring of the Fifth Urban Circle.

He's a genius with decent talent, and he was only recently recruited into the Secret Martial Arts Club.

Because he had contact with Xue Jing, who had not yet debuted, during the U19 Fengcheng knockout stage, the higher-ups, along with Zhou Yinglin, sent him here to provide reference for dealing with Xue Jing.

Normally, Zhou Yinglin would consider himself beneath his dignity to even glance at such a nobody from some unknown corner of the outer city.

However, after being defeated by Xue Jing twice in a row... his problem was cured quite a bit.

Although I still don't think a minor character like Ji Huaiyu can be of much help, it's still worth listening to his opinion.

Ji Huaiyu thought for a moment, then said in a completely calm tone, "...He is a good person."

Everyone was stunned.

"He did what I couldn't do and even gave me a great solution..."

Ji Huaiyu recalled his interactions with Xue Jing.

Previously, the disciples of the Four Symbols Dojo were rampant and domineering. He was instructed by his master not to kill his fellow disciples, so he was unable to stop them. It was Xue Jing who helped him with this matter and even suggested that he punish his fellow disciples in a caring way by 'checking their injuries'.

Ji Huaiyu had a very good impression of him.

"...That's not what I'm asking you."

Someone sighed.

"They're asking if Xue Jing has any weaknesses or flaws that can be used to deal with him."

Ji Huaiyu's expression was indifferent, or rather, more like an empty expression devoid of any emotion. He glanced at the person who spoke and shook his head.

"He's very strong... stronger than everyone else, there's nothing we can do about it."

Zhou Yinglin said indifferently, "I really don't know what the higher-ups sent you here for. You're completely useless."

Ji Huaiyu wasn't angry; he just tilted his head and asked in confusion, "I don't understand either... You were beaten so badly by Xue Jing, so sending you to deal with him shouldn't have been very useful."

Zhou Yinglin's hawk-like eyes sharpened: "You little brat, are you looking for death?"

But then she quickly looked away, her cheek twitching.

Ji Huaiyu said this without any provocation, but simply out of genuine doubt, which he could tell.

I always feel that getting angry with this kind of person is as pointless as getting angry at a stone.

"Alright, since we can't come to a conclusion right now, let's wait until our trump card arrives."

One of the examiners tried to smooth things over.

"Although relying on a little brat is a bit unpleasant... with that person's strength, it can basically guarantee that everything will go smoothly."

Another young examiner spoke up: "It's not necessarily foolproof... Don't forget, it's not just us, it seems the reformists are here this time too."

……

Xue Jing was observing the strange and distorted scene at the border in front of him when suddenly, a figure slowly walked to his side.

He was a man with a rather peculiar appearance. He wore military trousers and boots on his lower body, but only a black suspender on his upper body, making him almost naked and exposing his extremely beautifully curved muscle lines.

He was extremely tall, a head taller than Xue Jing, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He looked to be about 2.2 meters tall. His height made him appear somewhat slender, but he still exuded a great sense of intimidation.

But these are not the point.

Its most striking feature is the faint aura of blood that emanates from its entire body and permeates its skin.

It was as if every pore on his body was constantly spewing out blood mist. The visible blood energy made him look like he had used some kind of explosive technique, which was terrifying to behold.

A head of dark red hair, as if stained with blood, was moving wildly without any wind, dancing wildly everywhere.

Upon his arrival, all the students instinctively showed expressions of wariness and tension.

It's like a rabbit on the prairie seeing a lion... Even if the lion doesn't intend to hunt them, the oppressive feeling of an absolute power imbalance is still suffocating.

"My name is... Wei Yuzhao."

The tall man lowered his head slightly, looked at Xue Jing, extended his right hand, and greeted him in a low voice.

Xue Jing slowly turned his head to look at him.

The aura of blood emanating from the man touched Xue Jing's body, bringing a burning sensation.

This person is very strong.

Xue Jing sensed a profound difference in him.