Chen Shi jumped down from the stone and cautiously sized up the woman without getting close.
The woman had suffered heavy injuries for some unknown reason and had collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. Her clothes were dyed a vivid, fresh red by her own blood. She lay prone with her face turned to the side, allowing only half of her face to be seen, but even this half made Chen Shi's heart skip a beat twice. He felt as though a string in his heart had been plucked, and a strange feeling welled up spontaneously.
However, he quickly calmed down, picked up a small stone, and tossed it at the woman.
No reaction.
Chen Shi exchanged it for a fist-sized stone and threw it over—still no reaction.
He picked out a stone larger than a human head, but after thinking about it, he did not throw it. She really is unconscious indeed, he thought.
He put down the stone, turned around, and lifted the massive boulder he had used to knock the woman unconscious earlier. Weighing about ten to twenty thousand catties, he hoisted it high. It seems I am in the third round of the metropolitan examination, engaging in martial combat among licentiates. That's right, this woman must be a licentiate!
He had spent both yesterday and today in a daze, his mind filled with divine and ghostly domains like Wind and Thunder Transformation and Water and Fire Transformation. His perception of the outside world had plunged into a chaotic state, and he only vaguely remembered participating in the martial combat.
Before the martial combat began, the examiners had also explained the rules of the combat to them. It seemed they were to deal ruthless blows and preferably beat their opponents to death so that the