A Monster Like Jiang Li

Outside the testing room, the Blood Qi Value was skyrocketing wildly.

Very quickly, the Blood Qi Value had reached the limit of an Eighth-grade Martial Artist.

9.99

Before Yuan Tianhe and Yuan Kexin could react, the Blood Qi Value on the display had already broken through the 10.00 mark.

It did not stop until it reached 17.60.

"What!?"

Yuan Tianhe exchanged a glance with his daughter, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"The Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art is at perfection, and his Blood Qi Value is at the level of a Seventh Grade martial artist!!!"

Yuan Kexin nearly screamed. This figure was simply too terrifying.

The Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art was an eighth-grade cultivation art, yet Jiang Li had used an eighth-grade cultivation art to break through the shackles of the eighth grade with his Blood Qi Value.

A Seventh Grade martial artist's Blood Qi Value ranged from 10.00 to 100.00. In other words, Jiang Li could already fight opponents above his grade.

Inside the testing room, Jiang Li pushed his cultivation art to its limit. Suddenly, with a single breath, it was as if all the air in the testing room rushed into his lungs.

The Blood Qi Value, which had been completely still, began to climb again at that moment.

Fire Spirit Breathing Technique!

As Jiang Li unleashed the Fire Spirit Breathing Technique with all his strength, a vision of a great golden sun emerged behind him.

Though the vision was not entirely real, that sight alone made Yuan Tianhe, a Sixth-grade Martial Arts Master, feel his heart pound wildly as he stared in utter disbelief.

"An A-grade Breathing Technique—he actually cultivated an A-grade Breathing Technique and formed a heavenly phenomenon!"

Yuan Tianhe's gaze flicked to the Blood Qi Value, and in an instant, he felt his scalp explode.

Blood Qi Value: 36.88

"A monster. He is absolutely a monster." Yuan Kexin's mind had gone completely blank.

As the only daughter of the Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall, she had been born amid a mountain of martial arts resources. Yet now, at seventeen, she was merely an Eighth-grade Martial Artist, with a Blood Qi Value of only 6.35.

Jiang Li was only a year older than her, but his Blood Qi Value was nearly six times hers.

In all of Beihe City, she had never seen such a monster.

Not even that Lin Lingfei from First High School could possibly compare to the monster before her.

After his Blood Qi Value climbed to its peak, Jiang Li maintained it for ten seconds before gradually calming his breathing technique and dispersing the Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art.

Seeing that Jiang Li was about to come out, Yuan Tianhe finally snapped out of it and immediately cleared the Blood Qi Value from the display.

Yun Fei had instructed him to do so in the letter of introduction.

Moreover, with Jiang Li's results, he could almost certainly become Beihe City's top scorer, and he might even have a shot at becoming the provincial top scorer.

Every year, Great Xia's provincial top scorers were on the demons' kill-on-sight list, so Yuan Tianhe strongly approved of this.

"Where's my Blood Qi Value?"

Jiang Li came out and could not see it.

Yuan Kexin, standing nearby, wanted to tell him, but her father clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Your Blood Qi Value is... fairly good." Yuan Tianhe coughed, then said, "It has reached 6.88."

He felt that docking Jiang Li thirty points of Blood Qi Value outright was cruel enough.

"What? 6.88?"

Jiang Li's eyes lit up, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

As expected of a breathing technique—it had increased his Blood Qi Value more than sixfold in one go.

"You think something's wrong?" Yuan Tianhe felt a little guilty.

"No, no, no. I'm very satisfied. It's just that I have a question."

"I cultivated the Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art to perfection, so my Blood Qi Value should have been at the peak of the eighth grade. It should at least have been above 9.00." Jiang Li asked, deeply puzzled.

Yuan Tianhe remained unruffled. Yun Fei had already provided him with an explanation in the letter of introduction. "The Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art is somewhat special. Although you have cultivated it to perfection, you still need to train diligently day after day and stimulate the Blood Qi within your body before you can raise your Blood Qi Value."

"Didn't your teacher tell you? At your pace, by the time of the martial arts exam, you should have stimulated almost all of your Blood Qi Value."

Jiang Li looked somewhat displeased when he heard that. Then this Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art was truly nothing special.

But he could not say that in front of Yuan Tianhe.

He still understood a thing or two about the ways of the world.

"Then shall I continue with the next test?"

"Good!"

On the way there, Yuan Tianhe had Jiang Li prepare himself in front of the instrument first, then warned his daughter to keep her mouth shut no matter what.

Only then did he walk in with a smile on his face. As for his earlier dissatisfaction with Jiang Li's attitude, it had long since vanished like smoke in the wind.

The Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art, the Fire Spirit Breathing Technique!

Before the strength tester, Jiang Li circulated his power with all his might and, borrowing the force-generation techniques of the Blade Wielding Technique, hurled out a savage punch.

Boom!

The entire venue shook as if struck by an earthquake. Quite a few martial arts hall students and even instructors thought an earthquake had hit.

Outside the testing area, Yuan Tianhe and Yuan Kexin stared fixedly at the number on the instrument.

'KG'

That single punch carried a force of a full ten tons.

Even among Seventh Grade martial artists, those capable of such punching power were likely Seventh Grade mid-stage martial artists.

Overwhelmed by shock, Yuan Tianhe could not help muttering to himself.

"Beihe City is about to produce a dragon!"

At eighteen, possessing the Blood Qi Value and strength of a Seventh Grade martial artist—he was absolutely invincible among Eighth-grade Martial Artists, a talent fit to become top scholar.

Most importantly, there were still more than two months until the martial arts examination. If Jiang Li could break through to Seventh Grade martial artist by then, he could definitely seize the title of Jiang Province Top Scholar.

No, he might even claim first place in the martial arts examination!

Martial Champion!

For so many years, Beihe City had never produced a single Martial Champion.

Thinking of this, Yuan Tianhe was incomparably excited. If he could latch onto Jiang Li's thigh now, even merely establish some connection with him, it would be enough for Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall to shake Jiang Province and make its name known throughout the nation.

"What Strength Value did I reach?" Jiang Li's voice rang out.

Only then did Yuan Tianhe snap out of his excitement and fantasies, hurriedly sorting through the data.

"Mm, not bad. 1894 KG. Among Eighth-grade Martial Artists, you're already very strong." Yuan Tianhe did not dare look at Jiang Li.

"So low?" Jiang Li froze. This figure was even lower than he had expected.

Could it be that he had used the Blade Wielding Technique's force-generation method incorrectly?

He could not quite figure it out.

"It's already very strong. Although your Blood Qi Value is high, once strength reaches a certain point, every additional kilogram requires years upon years of grueling cultivation." The more Yuan Tianhe spoke, the more monstrous he found Jiang Li.

Yes, he understood better than anyone how difficult it was to increase one's strength.

If Jiang Li's strength were just a little higher, he would nearly catch up to him.

At present, his own peak tested Strength Value was only nineteen thousand kilograms.

One had to know that he was fifty this year—a Sixth Grade martial artist!

Jiang Li nodded, then began the next test.

The testing apparatus was the same as the one at Seventeenth High School, but the equipment at Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall went up to fifteen levels, far surpassing Seventeenth High School's.

The first level was no test at all for Jiang Li.

Second level, third level, fourth level...

By the fifth level, Jiang Li was no longer so effortlessly at ease. He had begun to feel pressure.

He also unleashed the Phantom Shadow Maze Steps with all his strength. Though it looked perilous, he remained quite relaxed.

Yuan Tianhe truly felt the pressure. Yun Fei's letter of introduction had said that Jiang Li's movement technique was his weak point.

Sixth level!

Jiang Li deployed the Phantom Shadow Maze Steps and still easily held on for one minute.

Seventh level!

Inside the testing area, Jiang Li was already leaving afterimages, yet the minute swiftly passed as well.

Eighth level!

Cold sweat even seeped across Yuan Tianhe's forehead, because the eighth level was already testing intensity for a Seventh Grade martial artist.

Yet Jiang Li could still endure. Hadn't they said movement technique was his weak point?

After one minute, Jiang Li was drenched in sweat. The Great Sun Silhouette faintly emerged behind him, allowing him to hold on.

Ninth level!

At the twenty-seventh second of the ninth level, a small ball struck Jiang Li. At such speeds, the ball's material and force were already terrifying; even an ordinary Seventh Grade martial artist would be left with black-and-blue bruises.

Yet after Jiang Li was hit ten times and collapsed onto the ground as though exhausted, his skin and blood qi remained entirely unharmed.

Yuan Tianhe stared blankly at Jiang Li. What kind of bitter cultivation had it taken to temper his body, blood qi, and flesh to such a degree?

When Jiang Li regained some strength and walked out of the testing area, Yuan Tianhe had already filled out the score sheet. Jiang Li looked at it and saw that the Agility Test was marked as level five.

A satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face. Given his Blood Qi Value, reaching level five was already no easy feat.

"The Martial Path is truly difficult. No wonder everyone else is desperately cultivating."

Jiang Li could not help letting out a heartfelt sigh. He had spent several hundred years through the Yellow Book just to attain results like these.

It was plain to see how much hardship and sweat everyone else had to pour in.

Yuan Tianhe and his daughter, standing nearby, fell silent at once when they heard that.

Hard!?

Eighteen years old, at the eighth rank, with the strength of the seventh rank—and he was saying that?

"Jiang Li, come with me. Kexin, go keep your classmate Jiang Qi company and have some fun." Yuan Tianhe waved a hand.

What he really meant was that no more blind fools in the martial arts school should provoke Jiang Li's younger sister.

Jiang Li was now a great Buddha; even Yuan Tianhe had to cling to his thigh.

"Okay!"

Yuan Kexin could hardly wait. With a whoosh, she dashed out.

There was no helping it—staying beside Jiang Li put far too much pressure on her.

She felt as though her martial heart was on the verge of collapsing.

Even if she put in ten times, a hundred times the effort, she was afraid she still would not be able to catch up to Jiang Li.