Starting with Xingyi Quan, it swept across the chaotic world.

This certainly attracted a lot of attention.

Lords of the inner city, martial arts school owners, wealthy households, and merchants of the outer city all looked toward that spot.

Even Zhang Chuanting became somewhat interested.

Zhang Wu's reputation as a genius had already spread throughout Lin'an City, and many people came to join in the fun, largely because they wanted to see just how far this genius could go.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Wu strode towards the venue.

"Truly an extraordinary demeanor!" a merchant from the outer city remarked sincerely.

After briefly brandishing his broadsword and drawing his bow, Zhang Wu headed straight for the location of the Nine Stones.

With his legs bent and his center of gravity lowered, Zhang Wu wrapped his arms around the boulder and forcefully gripped the pre-installed handles with his fingers.

The next moment, Zhang Wu suddenly exerted his strength, and his already chiseled face became even more distorted.

"rise!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the large rock was indeed lifted up and suspended in mid-air up to Zhang Wu's knees.

"Zhang Wu, Jiu Shi, Jia Xia!"

The clerk's voice was incredibly loud, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a slight tremor.

Clearly, he was also taken aback by this result.

Like him, many onlookers also felt that such an achievement surpassed that of everyone before him!

He truly deserves the title of genius!

"Master Qin, congratulations! You've found a great apprentice!"

One of the museum owners congratulated Qin Yan with envy.

The nine-stone boulder is a rare sight, though it's not uncommon for martial arts practitioners to achieve it.

Zhang Wu now appears to be approaching the late stage of Dark Force, and there is a high probability that he will attempt to break through the barrier three times in the near future and achieve Transformation Force.

At that time, with the White Crane Martial Arts School possessing two levels of Transformation Force, not only would no one in the outer city be able to afford to offend them, but even in the entire Lin'an!

The disciples who visited the White Crane Martial Arts School were also extremely excited.

The White Crane Martial Arts School is thriving, and so are its disciples.

In the future, you might even be able to go around saying, "My senior brother is Zhang Wu!"

Xu Fang's expression was complicated.

If such a genius were to be won over by him, or become her husband, her status in the family might be even higher than that of her brothers.

Duan Kang remained silent. He knew his shortcomings, but his fighting spirit had never been extinguished.

Only Liang Jing felt a mix of emotions.

It seems that only Junior Brother Lu is at the bottom...

"Why!"

Just as successful as Qin Yan was Master Wei.

"Congratulations, Master Wei! Congratulations, Master Wei! You've found a fine son-in-law!" someone complimented.

"Not at all, it's just that the younger generation has taken a liking to each other... Hahahaha." Master Wei finally burst out laughing.

The patriarchs of the other three major families did not look too pleased upon hearing this.

Pooh!

Old fox!

What does it mean when the younger generation takes a liking to someone?

It's obvious that your family gave the most!

Although they harbored resentment in their hearts, no one dared to actually say it aloud.

Since the other party was also one of the four major families in the inner city, and the strongest of them, all they could do was offer their congratulations.

On the stage behind, Zhang Chuanting simply nodded at the scene, showing little surprise at Zhang Wu's performance.

If someone of inferior physique could lift a nine-stone boulder, it would surely surprise him.

Despite Zhang Wu's long-standing reputation, lifting the nine-stone boulder was merely considered "not bad" by Zhang Chuanting.

That's it.

He has met people who are even more talented than geniuses.

Moreover, there are many.

……

"Next up, Lu Heng!"

When Lu Heng's name was called, his legs went weak.

He nervously looked around, and only when he realized that not many eyes were on him did he breathe a sigh of relief.

There were several testing sites, and many people's attention was focused on other areas.

Lu Heng stepped forward, picked up his broadsword, and began to wield it.

It was a bit difficult, but I managed to finish it.

Next, he pulled the bowstring hard, straining it as the arc of the bowstring increased. By the time he reached the passing mark, Lu Heng's cheeks were flushed red.

"You still want to add stones?" The clerk was taken aback when he saw that Lu Heng still wanted to add stones.

You're already putting so much effort into projects that give Ming Jin martial artists a sense of participation, and you still want to use equipment for An Jin martial artists?

Upon hearing this, Lu Heng's already flushed face turned even redder.

He retorted, his neck stiff, "What are you saying!"

"Fine, go ahead." The clerk snorted coldly upon hearing this and stopped trying to stop him.

This put Lu Heng in an awkward position.

He originally just intended to take a look, maybe just go through the motions, but after this commotion, he really couldn't not go.

Lu Heng's palms were sweaty, but he forced himself to step forward.

He paused for a moment in front of the three-stone boulder, his eyes darting around, and then ran to the five-stone boulder.

He then smiled with satisfaction.

Lu Heng squatted down, took a deep breath, hugged the handle, and used all his strength, his face contorted in pain.

But the large rock remained completely still...

Lu Heng ultimately chose to give up, muttering to himself:

"No, no, it's too slippery after the rain!"

The clerk sneered inwardly upon hearing this; how could he not see through Lu Heng's ulterior motives?

He clearly wanted to take on a difficult challenge, so that even if he failed, he could still save face.

This logic is, if you can't beat the first, then you're second?

"How about you try the Three Stones Large Stone?" the clerk said sarcastically.

Many martial arts school disciples below also began to verbally attack Lu Heng.

For a moment, Lu Heng was so ashamed that he could only slink away.

……

As time goes by, more and more people are achieving their goals.

Many were frustrated, while others were overjoyed. Most of the Ming Jin disciples obediently withdrew after wielding their broadswords and drawing their hard bows.

They all knew that, besides the pre-selection process, the most important thing about wielding broadswords and drawing strong bows was to make them feel involved.

Sun Yi was one of the retired Ming Jin.

At that moment, he retreated into the crowd, found that familiar figure, and immediately walked forward.

"Miss Dong."

Sun Yi spoke with a smile.

"Young Master Sun, you've worked hard." Dong Hui responded with a smile, then gestured to her maid, Xiao Chun, to fan Sun Yi.

"It's alright..." Sun Yi waved his hand, looking at the martial arts student carrying stones with envy in his eyes: "It's a pity time waits for no one, otherwise, once I break through to the Dark Force realm, I will definitely win the title of Xiucai!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Hui smiled sweetly: "If you don't succeed this year, young master, you will surely be on the list next year."

She wasn't offering comfort, but rather a heartfelt hope.

This Sun Yi was the talent she and her father, Dong Gui, had carefully considered and selected after much deliberation.

After just over two months of training, he broke through to the Ming Jin level. His physical constitution was average, but now he has reached the peak of Ming Jin.

Perhaps in the future, one can truly break through the barrier a second time and reach the level of internal strength.

"Next up, Lu Li!"

The clerk continued calling out names.

Upon hearing this, Dong Hui, who was about to continue exchanging pleasantries with Sun Yi and cultivate their relationship, was taken aback and then looked in the direction of the voice.

Through the crowd, she saw that familiar figure.

"It really is Lu Li!" Dong Hui's eyes were filled with disbelief. She hadn't expected that Lu Li would actually come to participate in the martial arts competition.

"Miss Dong, what's wrong?"

Sun Yi asked curiously, as it was the first time he had ever seen the virtuous and quiet Dong Hui so out of control.

Dong Hui came to her senses, her expression complex, and said:

"It's nothing, just an acquaintance. He once came to my father's house to propose marriage."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yi's brows furrowed.

He looked at Lu Li's figure, his eyes showing a hint of hostility.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Dong Hui snapped out of her daze and quickly tried to explain:

"Young Master Sun, rest assured, I only met Lu Li once when we were young, and my father has already refused him."

The maid, Xiaochun, also chimed in, defending herself:

"Lu Li only managed to gain entry in May; how can he be compared to you, young master?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Yi's expression softened considerably.

"Miss Dong, rest assured, how could I, Sun Yi, be such a narrow-minded person?"

Despite his words, his gaze toward Lu Li remained hostile.

Someone who's been trying to woo Ms. Dong for five months, does he even deserve to pursue her?

Sun Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. If the other party continued to pester Dong Hui, he would definitely teach her a lesson.