Boom!
The third-floor glass railing shattered. A massive shockwave tore through the air, carrying countless glittering shards of crystal that rained down toward the lobby like a sudden shower of diamonds.
Amidst the swirling debris, two figures plummeted. One spun through the air, landing in a crouching position on the marble floor. The marble cracked beneath his feet, spiderwebs of fissures spreading outward in an instant.
Gu Jun stood tall, his breathing steady. The silver-white armor encasing his body hummed with a faint, deep resonance, absorbing the residual kinetic force of the impact without a single scratch on its surface.
Not far away, Chu Qi also landed on her feet, though she slid back a few meters before halting. Her brow furrowed as she looked at him, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief.
"Is that all?" Gu Jun asked, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable weight that echoed through the quietened hall.
Chu Qi did not answer immediately. She adjusted her grip on her weapon, her eyes narrowing as she re-evaluated the opponent before her. The sheer defensive capability of that armor completely defied conventional logic.
The surrounding air grew heavy, the atmosphere tightening as both sides prepared for the next clash.
"The fourth test is about to start. Countdown: three, two—"
"Wait! I need to check one last thing!"
As Lord Ma began the countdown in an exhausted voice, his hand already on the startup lever of the ultra-precision machine tool, the equally sleep-deprived Da Xian Yin Cha suddenly shouted from beside him.
Unfazed by the circle of big shots watching, Uncle Yin Cha pulled a half-sized engineer's wrench from his psionic inventory and carefully checked various parts of the precision machine tool. Everyone looked on helplessly, but no one tried to stop him.
They'd received