Half-Foot Step

The six-pointed star array beneath Song Zijun's feet lit up, and the fourteen blood beads emitted a soft hum.

Call out!

These drops of blood shot towards Song Zijun all at once, making an extremely piercing sound!

As Song Zijun watched the beads of blood, he moved, leaving a series of afterimages.

These afterimages overlapped one after another, and Song Zijun's body, shrouded in these afterimages, stood with his feet apart, imposingly on the great formation. He didn't move an inch, but simply dodged in place.

Song Zijun easily dodged all the blood droplets.

"Extremely Subtle Movement Technique!"

The Jingzhou Young Masters Faction couldn't help but cheer when they saw Song Zijun's Movement Technique!

"With your Movement Technique, how could Young Master Zijun not know a movement technique at the Subtle Movement level? Dodging the level fourteen difficulty Cold Iron Blood Pearl Formation is a piece of cake."

Moreover, they could all see that Song Zijun was faster, much faster than Hei Sha before.

With speed far surpassing Hei Sha and skills exceeding Yi Yun's, Song Zijun can only be described as perfect.

With the combined advantage of skill and speed, Song Zijun moved with the fluidity and agility of flowing water within the Cold Iron Blood Pearl Formation.

The young masters of Jingzhou, upon witnessing Song Zijun's Movement Technique, all felt a sense of awe and admiration.

There are always people more capable than you, and Ji Chang was already quite impressive, but compared to Song Zijun, he was far inferior.

"Increase the difficulty level!"

Level fourteen difficulty seemed to be just a warm-up for Song Zijun. After adapting to the Cold Iron Blood Pearl Array,

Song Zijun will soon be aiming for level 15 difficulty.

This level of difficulty did not stump Song Zijun.

Level 15 difficulty is no small matter; the rapidly flying Cold Iron Blood Pearl stirred up small whirlwinds in the air.

Under immense pressure, Song Zijun finally moved. Even for Song Zijun, it was impossible to dodge all the Cold Iron Blood Pearl in place at level 15 difficulty.

Song Zijun's steps were very deliberate; each step he took would cover a distance of no more than half a foot.

His steps were so short, almost the same length as a toddler's first steps. When Song Zijun took these steps, they were so long that it was impossible to see where his feet actually landed.

"It's the Song Family's ultimate Movement Technique— the Half-Foot Step."

A young master from Jingzhou said that the advantage of the great Lineage of Jingzhou lies not only in resources, but also in their heritage. This Half-Foot Step Movement Technique is a closely guarded secret of the Song Family.

Those long-established Lineage all possess, to varying degrees, family heirlooms and unique skills—this is the foundation of their strength.

"Add another level!"

"Song Zijun said from inside the formation."

Add more? If you keep adding more, it'll be level sixteen difficulty!

Whether they were young masters from Jingzhou or disciples from the Great Wilderness, at this moment, all they felt in Song Zijun was respect.

The young master, who was in charge of the array plate, took a deep breath and pressed the sixteenth crystal!

"Buzz!"

The Cold Iron Blood Pearl roared, and the sharp sound of the explosions made people's eardrums go numb. Lines of fire connected to form a net of fire!

This time, Song Zijun finally felt the pressure.

His movements, though still elegant, gradually became less fluid and graceful.

The Half-Foot Step is a unique skill of the Song Family. Song Zijun cannot fully master it. At his current level, it is extremely difficult for him to perform, which greatly consumes his mental strength and vital energy.

"Subtle Movement Realm, approaching Minor Completion... The speed is very fast. His Half-Foot Step cultivation is between the beginner and minor completion levels. Considering Song Zijun's age, he can indeed be considered a talent of Jingzhou."

Yan Menglong gave an accurate assessment.

At this point, Song Zijun also reached his limit.

He withdrew from the formation. In the end, Song Zijun persevered for the time it takes for An Incense Stick at the level sixteen difficulty.

As for the level seventeen difficulty, he did not attempt it. There is a qualitative change between the level seventeen and level sixteen difficulties. Even those who are quite accomplished in the Subtle Movement Technique would not dare to try it lightly, especially for the Purple Blood Realm martial artists.

After Song Zijun stepped down, the drill ground was completely silent.

The Movement Technique displayed by the young talents at the Subtle Movement Level ignited the soldiers' passion.

The young masters of Jingzhou, in particular, were all flushed. Song Zijun was practically their idol, and their previously dejected spirit, which had been dampened by Yi Yun, had risen to its peak once again.

This is the foundation of the Jingzhou aristocratic families. As scions of the same families, they felt a surge of pride and honor, and they were certain that they would achieve the same success in the future!

After Song Zijun, it was Yi Yun's turn!

All eyes in the army were now fixed on Yi Yun.

Level 16 difficulty, the time it takes for An Incense Stick! The pressure from this achievement is immense.

It's worth noting that when Yi Yun competed with Young Master Ji Chang before, level fourteen difficulty seemed to be almost the limit.

Yi Yun adjusted his breathing, allowing the vital energy flowing through his body to reach its optimal state.

"Now you."

As Song Zijun came down, he brushed past Yi Yun. His gaze fell on Yi Yun, and a smile crept onto his lips.

Yi Yun glanced at Song Zijun calmly and nodded. His eyes were clear and bright, like starlight in the night sky, with a sharp edge beneath his calm demeanor.

Their gazes met in the void, as if the sound of swords clashing could be heard.

"Is Yi Yun still going to try and fight back? The outcome is already obvious."

"If it weren't for Young Master Ji Chang's accident that interrupted the formation, Yi Yun would most likely have suffered a crushing defeat at level fourteen... Now that Young Master Zijun has already completed level sixteen, is it really worth it for Yi Yun to go up and continue playing at level fourteen?"

The young master of Jingzhou wore a gloating expression.

In their view, Song Zijun had already won, the gap was obvious, and Yi Yun's appearance was simply a helpless move out of face.

The people from the Great Wilderness remained silent, but their gazes towards Yi Yun became noticeably more tense.

As for Yan Menglong, he stroked the stubble on his chin with one hand, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Yi Yun with great interest, as if he were looking at something interesting.

Yi Yun shot forward like an arrow, instantly appearing within the Cold Iron Blood Pearl Formation. He addressed the Jingzhou young master who was overseeing the formation, saying, "Level fourteen difficulty!"

"Level 14 again, no creativity. This is his limit. If he had the guts, he'd be aiming for level 15 soon."

"Hey, you want to see Yi Yun get his comeuppance, don't worry, he doesn't need to be level 15, he'll still get hit by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl at level 14."

The young masters of Jingzhou had expressions of anticipation, waiting to see a show. What they wanted to see now was not Yi Yun's performance, but rather that Yi Yun be struck by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl, severely injured and vomiting blood, and then bedridden for ten days to half a month.

Call--

The great array flashed with light, and blood-red light soared into the sky. Fourteen Cold Iron Blood Pearl emitted sharp whistles, weaving tricky arcs in the void as they rushed towards Yi Yun.

Yi Yun was already very familiar with the level fourteen difficulty, but he still wanted to start from here. He needed to continue his comprehension while his stamina was absolutely full. He calmed his breathing and closed his eyes.

By sensing the "momentum" of an attack and constantly pushing oneself to the limit, one can unleash their greatest potential.

In that instant, Yi Yun concentrated his mind to the extreme, as if the entire world had fallen silent, leaving only him and the gusts of wind whistling around his body—the trails left by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl piercing the air!

These trajectories became clearer in his mind, one by one.

Yi Yun moved, and beads of blood brushed past Yi Yun.

Each time Yi Yun dodged a bead of icy blood, it was an incredibly close and perilous maneuver. Several times he could feel the gusts of wind cutting his skin, brushing past his fur, as if they were about to blast his flesh apart at any moment, raising goosebumps on his skin.

The disciples of the Great Wilderness were on tenterhooks at the sight. Yi Yun was still struggling with the level fourteen difficulty level. If this continued, he might get injured.

Yi Yun was breathing heavily. He adjusted the weight of the Flowing Silver Shirt, bringing himself to the brink of his limit. In this state, his stamina was being depleted very quickly.

Beads of sweat slid down Yi Yun's forehead.

Time passed, second by second.

Soon, the time it takes for An Incense Stick to burn passed, and the Jingzhou Young Masters Faction were getting tired of waiting. They were just waiting to see Yi Yun get utterly thrashed by the blood beads.

However, every time it seemed that Yi Yun was about to be struck by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl, he always managed to dodge at the last second.

This situation happened countless times, to the point that Yi Yun had been playing on the level 14 difficulty for a full quarter of an hour!

Next, for another 15 minutes...

The Jingzhou Young Masters Faction were dumbfounded.

Are you kidding me?!

"Hey, why don't you try the level 15 difficulty?"

The Jingzhou Young Masters Faction have to admit, Yi Yun can handle level 14 difficulty, but even if you can, you shouldn't play like this. Is he going to play for an hour?

They could only hope that Yi Yun's physical strength would decline and he would eventually be unable to hold on.

But at that moment, they saw a streak of light flash by, Yi Yun seemed to have taken something and put it into his mouth in the blink of an eye.

Ferocious Beast Relic?

The young masters of Jingzhou were stunned.

"Eating Bone Relic? They even offer Bone Relic?"

Yi Yun was not a god. Although he had the Purple Crystal to absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to replenish his own energy, the Flowing Silver Shirt was too heavy. He kept pushing himself to the limit, and his physical strength was greatly depleted, so he needed to replenish his energy.

"Isn't this cheating?"

One of the young masters protested, but upon reflection, it seemed that it hadn't been said before that eating Bone Relic midway through the process was forbidden.

"Damn it, if he keeps playing like this, he might not even play for an hour, he could play until dinnertime..."

The young masters of Jingzhou were speechless.

However, Yi Yun completely ignored the discussions around him, utterly absorbed in his own world.

He felt he could perfectly control every muscle in his body and precisely complete every subtle movement. He felt the heavy Flowing Silver Shirt pressing down on his body like a boulder. Every step he took required a lot of physical strength, and he also had to expend energy to calculate the trajectory of the Cold Iron Blood Pearl.

In this state, Yi Yun was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

But amidst the exhaustion, a unique kind of exhilaration began to grow and spread within me.

"Subtle Movement... Subtle Movement... Is this the highest level of Subtle Movement detail...?"

Immersed in the extreme pain and pleasure, Yi Yun's control over the trajectory of the surrounding Cold Iron Blood Pearl became increasingly adept. (To be continued~^~)