Gao Wu: Others practice martial arts, but you cultivate immortality?

Whether it's the Origin Liquid or not doesn't matter, but if everyone else participates and I don't, wouldn't it seem like I'm being too unsociable?

Tian Tian seemed to have anticipated Chu Yuan's words and couldn't help but laugh, her steps becoming even lighter.

Chu Yuan suspected she was doing it on purpose; otherwise, why would she save the information about the Myriad Laws Origin Liquid for last? However, he had no proof...

The exterior of the Divine Capital Martial Academy is equally bustling, with all kinds of supporting living and entertainment facilities readily available;

There are many places to eat, including regular meals and restaurants that specialize in dishes made from exotic beasts.

Of course, it can't compare to Tianxiang Pavilion in Chenxi City, but for martial artists who aren't short of money, it's still a novel experience...

Chu Yuan didn't care about the small gains either, and he and Tian Tian chose a small restaurant with few customers.

While waiting for the food, Tian Tian told Chu Yuan about the news he had missed at school.

The most important of these is naturally the ranking battle; the rest... are not of any interest to Chu Yuan.

However, I now understand why the student who almost crashed into my yard yesterday was so terrified...

"So, those sophomores, juniors... are actually not as strong as freshmen?"

"Hmm." Tian Tian nodded. "So many senior students feel it's unfair, believing that the first-year students benefited from the Jianmu Project, and if they had the same level of training..."

"Didn't they know that the Jianmu Project also resulted in many deaths?"

Apart from those who were eliminated early on, the later trial participants began to suffer injuries while hunting strange beasts in the snowy mountains.

The third stage of the assessment required candidates to advance to a higher level... and even more people failed!

On the contrary, in the more dangerous outer battlefield, the casualty rate was reduced because of the care of the elderly, but it was still as high as one-tenth.

At the beginning, there were thousands of people selected for the Jianmu Project!

But only a little over five hundred people returned from the outer battlefield...

These 500-plus people were not all from the Divine Capital Martial Academy, as other martial academies would not agree to it. Only about one-tenth, or more than 50 people, came to the Divine Capital Martial Academy.

However, the entire freshman class would naturally consist of more than fifty people. The other students included those eliminated from the Jianmu Project, those who survived the Seventh Secret Realm but were not selected for the Jianmu Project.

Some also came in through other means...

"Of course I know, how could I not?" Tian Tian said with a smile, "But who wouldn't be confident if they could get into the Divine Capital Martial Academy?"

They don't think they'll die in the trial... just like us trial participants, don't we also think we won't die?

If I had known I was going to die, I would have quit long ago...

"Since they felt it was unfair, didn't they make a scene?"

"The Divine Capital Martial Academy has been established for so many years, and the level of training provided by the higher authorities has always been different."

If the gains from the outer battlefield are greater, the training efforts will be more substantial; if the situation on the outer battlefield is unfavorable, the training efforts will be less intensive...

It's just a common practice, it just happened to coincide with a ranking battle this time;

If they feel it's unfair, they want compensation. Wouldn't the many martial artists who graduated long ago also feel it's unfair and demand compensation?

Naturally, nobody paid them any attention...

In this kind of situation, whichever side you stand on will think you're right, and Chu Yuan was too lazy to discuss it.

It's none of his business...

"Let's eat."

......

Inside the combat training ground, Chu Yuan discovered that this thing was very unfair to him;

First of all, his soul attack was rendered useless... The combat puppet seemed to be a technological creation, its entire body made of some kind of alloy, and its appearance was humanoid;

Such a thing naturally has no soul; it's just a program...

Of course, his divine sense also has the ability to launch physical attacks, but its power is only one-tenth of what it used to be.

Another point is the limitation of the venue;

The entire battle arena is only about the size of a football field, which is extremely unfriendly to martial artists who are good at ranged attacks, and also limits his advantage of flying swords.

No wonder the top ten aren't ranked based on their trial arena scores, but rather on real-person battles... It seems the higher-ups considered that such restrictions might be unfair to some martial artists...

However, Chu Yuan's cultivation level was far superior, so these restrictions were nothing to him;

He looked up at the electronic screen in the distance, where a line of large characters was displayed:

First stage!

Current combat puppet level: Initial stage of Inner Breath Realm!

Damage: 0%!

Time elapsed: 00:01!

There is only one combat puppet, which will automatically calculate the damage based on the warrior's attack.

For example, if you stab him in the head with a sword, even if it doesn't seem like you've scratched the skin, the system's calculations show that this one strike is enough to kill an Inner Breath Realm martial artist... and the damage progress will instantly soar to 100%!

Furthermore, the combat puppet's power will continue to be unrestricted, advancing to the next level...

The opponent was already charging towards them, their footsteps heavy;

Then he leaped high into the air, swung his right-hand sword in a wide arc and slashed down, bringing with him a fierce whistling wind!

Chu Yuan held the ink-black shadow, seemingly casually lifting it;

An extremely condensed sword light shot into the sky and instantly struck the battle puppet's chest!

A teeth-grinding scraping sound rang out, but only for a moment, before a sword light pierced through the puppet's back and disappeared into the sky...

The text on the large screen in the distance was flashing wildly as if it had been infected with a virus.

The second level!

Current combat puppet level: Intermediate Inner Breath Realm!

Damage: 100%!

Time elapsed: 00:00!

The third level!

current......

Damage: 100%!

[Level 4!]

[Level 5...]

The combat puppet clattered to the ground, and the light in its electronic eyes gradually dimmed.

"Holy crap!!!"

An angry voice rang out, and a person rushed into the training ground;

Then, in a panic, he ran towards the battle puppet, his hands trembling as he picked it up, as if it weren't a lump of iron, but his beloved wife...

Chu Yuan's lips twitched; he realized he might have messed up...

Sure enough, the next moment, a roar rang out!

"Damn it! Trying to act all high and mighty, huh!?"

Do you know how expensive this thing is?!

Do you know how much trouble it is to fix this thing?! ? ? ? ?

"How was I supposed to know this thing was so fragile? You're not trying to scam me, are you? Wait... who are you?"

"I'm trying to extort you!? I'll fucking..." The old man strode over, his aura fierce and his gaze unwavering, as if he wanted to teach Chu Yuan a lesson;

"Master Lu! Master Lu, calm down!"

"Yes, yes, it's not worth it, it's not worth it... Let's sit down and talk things over..." Two powerful figures appeared, one grabbing the waist and the other blocking the way.

Master Lu?

Chu Yuan glanced at the character "Lu" on the shoulder of the Ink Shadow Sword, and silently sheathed the longsword...