Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist

When Zhang Jianwu spoke, the other teachers all looked in Jiang Ye's direction.

A few teachers even picked up their phones and started looking up Jiang Ye's grades on the school website.

"The last final exam, 330 points?"

"With that score, he's still a long way from the top three. I doubt he even has a 10% chance."

The teachers whispered amongst themselves, all surprised.

He had less than a 10% chance, yet the director said it was 30%?

Could there be something special about that young man?

Chen Zilu, however, heard this and smiled slightly, saying softly, "The director might be underestimating Jiang Ye."

"Oh?"

Zhang Jianwu was slightly surprised and chuckled, "Then what percentage chance do you think he has of entering the top three?"

Chen Zilu replied, "I think at least 50%, maybe even 70%."

Hummm!

As soon as she said that, the entire viewing stand fell silent.

Many teachers stared in astonishment at the cold, pretty woman in the white dress.

Had they heard her correctly?

Seventy percent?

On what basis was Miss Chen so confident in that student?

Even Zhang Jianwu was somewhat astonished, then couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

He knew that among the students participating in this trial, there were no less than three who were close to the perfection of the Star Martial Cultivation Method.

A 70% chance of taking the top three?

Only the students in the second-year Key Class here would have that kind of confidence!

"Little Chen, you have so much faith in him?"

Zhang Jianwu looked at the woman in the white dress. He didn't refute her, but his eyes held a trace of doubt.

Chen Zilu smiled slightly, her voice clear and crisp, "If it were a direct contest of strength, Jiang Ye would indeed have a hard time beating so many people. But from what I know, this trial isn't just about raw strength."

Hearing this, Zhang Jianwu immediately looked thoughtful.

This trial? He certainly knew the specific content.

Therefore, he also understood very well what Chen Zilu was referring to.

However, Jiang Ye finishing in the top three? It was almost impossible.

"Then I'll have to see."

Zhang Jianwu said, turning his gaze back to the hall.

In terms of insight, he might not be as knowledgeable as Miss Chen.

But in terms of vision, as the grade director, he believed his judgment of students was far superior to Chen Zilu's.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

"Clang—"

At the platform, Wang Ziang forcefully struck the golden bell hanging behind him. A deep bell sound reverberated.

The doors of the spherical building slowly closed.

"The trial is about to begin!"

Everyone's expressions tensed. Many students looked on with curiosity and nervousness.

"It's finally starting."

Jiang Ye also perked up. He still didn't know the specific content of the trial, and now it was finally going to be revealed.

On the platform, Wang Ziang said calmly:

"This trial has three main components."

"The first is the Martial Arts Will Trial!"

"The second is the Flowing Light Trial!"

"The third is the Thunder Fire Trial!"

Hearing these three trials, Jiang Ye's eyes immediately lit up.

Martial Arts Will? That was his strong suit.

However, he wasn't very familiar with the latter two trials.

Wang Ziang continued his introduction: "Completing these three items means passing this trial and receiving a prize of 30,000 yuan."

"Additionally, the top three finishers in this trial will each receive an advanced Art Technique—[Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist]!"

With that, he clapped his hands.

Buzzzz!

The next moment, a circular elevator platform rose from the center of the hall.

On the platform sat a brocade box inlaid with gold thread and jade. Faint thunderous sounds emanated from within the box.

The technique, Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist, was placed inside the brocade box.

"A high-level Art Technique, and it even makes sounds on its own?"

Seeing this, Jiang Ye felt he was witnessing something extraordinary.

Li Zhichao, standing beside him, whispered, "That's because there's a speaker inside the box."

"..."

Jiang Ye nodded expressionlessly, once again feeling his horizons broadened.

He then looked back at the platform.

"A 30,000 yuan prize. Even if I only get this, it's been worth the trip," Jiang Ye thought to himself.

Of course, he would do his best to compete for the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist technique.

"Now, it all depends on these three trials."

"I wonder what the specific content of these trials will be?" Jiang Ye wondered.

As he was pondering, someone called out:

"Hey! Wang Ziang!"

A young girl in a red dress shouted towards the platform, "What are the specifics of the three trials? Explain clearly!"

Li Zhichao looked at the girl in the red dress, his eyes narrowing: "Zeng Xueqing from the Key Class. Her cultivation technique is close to perfection. She's an extremely strong opponent."

Wang Ziang also glanced at Zeng Xueqing. She was his classmate. Although she ranked at the bottom, she was very delicate and pretty.

"Classmate Zeng Xueqing, please mind your tone when speaking to the third-ranked student in the grade," Wang Ziang said calmly.

After sensing the gazes of admiration directed at him, he nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"The Martial Arts Will trial will naturally test the strength of your Martial Arts will."

"The Flowing Light trial primarily tests footwork and reaction speed."

"The Thunder Fire trial involves tempering the body with thunder and fire. The longer you last in this trial, the greater the benefits you will receive."

"You'll know the specifics once you enter the trials."

Wang Ziang announced loudly, "Enough talk, the trials are about to begin. Everyone to your positions!"

As his voice fell, everyone hurried to their virtual pods and sat down.

Jiang Ye and Li Zhichao also stepped forward and sat in adjacent seats.

He put on the Virtual Helmet.

"Buzzzz!"

Jiang Ye's consciousness sank, and he entered the virtual city.

After a moment of darkness.

The scenery around Jiang Ye gradually lit up.

He looked around and saw himself standing in a spacious, brightly lit room.

Not far from him, there was a clean white bed.

"This scene looks a bit familiar?"

Jiang Ye muttered, then looked around in confusion.

"This virtual network is called the Virtual Starry Sky. I should see stars when I enter."

"Why is it that every time I enter, I'm in a city?"

Jiang Ye pondered, "Is it due to the settings?"

Just then, he heard a pleasant voice: "Student, the Martial Arts Will trial is about to begin. Please prepare yourself."

Jiang Ye's spirit jolted, and he looked back.

He saw a stunningly beautiful girl, barefoot on the white floor, walking slowly towards him.

Jiang Ye looked at her and frowned, "Who are you?"

The beautiful girl said softly, "I am a staff member for this trial. It's about to begin, please lie down on the bed so I can give you a pre-trial relaxation massage."

"Pre-trial massage?"

Jiang Ye showed a hint of surprise.

The beautiful girl nodded and walked barefoot towards the large bed, urging, "Student, hurry up. The trial is about to start, quickly take off your clothes and lie down."

She spoke softly, her voice seeming to possess a certain magic, incredibly sweet and alluring, making people unconsciously sink into it.

As she spoke, the girl even began to undress, revealing her fair, smooth shoulders. As her skirt moved, a pair of lustrous, long legs were vaguely visible, and a refreshing fragrance wafted through the air.

Seeing this, a peculiar look appeared in Jiang Ye's eyes.

It seems I'm already in an illusion?