Immovable as a Mountain

Wang Fang remained relatively calm and said, "I was wondering who it was, but it's you, Tian Rong! We're sort of..."

Wang Fang was interrupted before he could finish: "Fuck your ancestors."

A flush spread across his face, and he suppressed his anger, shouting, "We have our grievances, but there's no need to make such an ugly scene..."

Tian Rong looked at him with disdain, spat, and said, "Fuck your ancestors!"

Wang Fang's face instantly turned beet red, and he roared, "You stand right there, I'll send you into the Crimson Tide Sect right now!"

Seeing Wang Fang charging at him with bloodshot eyes, Tian Rong didn't hesitate and turned to run!

Wang Fang immediately gave chase, roaring, "Don't you run if you have any guts! I'll fight you to the death!"

Tian Rong, running at full speed, shouted back, "Scared of you? Don't you chase me if you have any guts!"

Thus, two groups of people chased each other, heading north. Then, two teams in green suddenly emerged from the flanks, encircling them from three sides and annihilating the yellow-clad vanguard in one fell swoop.

Inside the aerial evaluation hall, there was silence, and the evaluators' expressions were extremely complex.

The middle-aged scholar couldn't hold back and said, "This... this Miss Bao, how can she be so... it's simply an insult to refinement!"

The Bao family was powerful, so the middle-aged scholar didn't dare to use overly harsh words. But if he didn't speak, the frustration in his chest was unbearable. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and curse, "An insult to refinement."

The young cultivator laughed heartily and said, "All's fair in war, it's always been this way! Besides, the 'Three Hundred Poems' were written by someone else, what does it have to do with Miss? If you dare to slander Miss's reputation again, I'm afraid even the academy won't be able to protect you. You should worry more about the yellow team! I'd like to see if you still have the nerve to rank Li Zhi first if the yellow team is defeated."

As soon as he said this, several evaluators in their hearts thought: Of course, we would!

The old scholar's face darkened, and he glared fiercely at the young cultivator, beginning to scheme in his mind how to suppress Bao Yun. Li Zhi needed to build influence for first place in the overall examination, not first place in the Martial Assessment. Therefore, Wei Yuan was no longer a threat; it didn't matter even if Wei Yuan took first place in the Martial Assessment, as long as it wasn't Bao Yun.

In the Illusion Realm, Wei Yuan stood on a hilltop, watching from afar as Tian Rong taunted and Wang Fang raged. Then, Wang Fang fell into an ambush, and his entire team was killed and ejected from the Illusion Realm. The green-clad side suffered only two casualties, and they were back on their feet after taking a pill.

After the yellow-clad vanguard was wiped out, many green-clad examinees smeared blood on their faces and bodies. Then they split into two teams and headed south from the east and west sides, clearly intending to outflank Li Zhi.

At this point, even Wei Yuan, with his understanding of the Art of War, could see that the green-clad team had a clear advantage. Originally, the green-clad team had over 150 people, while Li Zhi's assembled yellow-clad forces numbered only 120. After the thirty-man yellow-clad vanguard was annihilated, the disparity in forces became even more apparent, changing from 150 to 90. Without a surprise move, Li Zhi's defeat was all but certain.

Wei Yuan pondered how such a surprise move could be made, but couldn't come up with anything.

Wei Yuan knew his skills in the Art of War were limited, so he stopped thinking about it. However, even though Wei Yuan couldn't figure out a solution himself, it didn't stop him from inwardly despising the yellow-clad vanguard: they had no self-control at all, losing their tempers after a few insults. Could people like that even lead troops?

If it were him, Wei Yuan, no matter how much the opponent barked, he would only treat it as the whistling of the wind.

Immovable as a mountain – that is the foundation of a great general.

Just as Wei Yuan was lost in thought, a shout suddenly came from afar: "Quick, look over there, there's a big fool..."

Wei Yuan slowly turned his head.

Not far below the mountain stood a dozen or so green-clad examinees, pointing and gesturing at him. These were the green-clad vanguard, the ones who had just lured the enemy deep and tricked the yellow-clad vanguard into an encirclement, annihilating them in one go.

Originally, Wei Yuan had some reservations. He hadn't seen Li Zhi's true capabilities yet, and the commander to the north was truly formidable. Wei Yuan feared that if he left the hill, dozens of people might suddenly appear and surround him. History recorded that many people had advanced alone only to be ambushed and surrounded. Not only did they suffer defeat and death, but they were also recorded in history books to be ridiculed for generations. Fame in history books wasn't always a good thing.

But at this moment, being called a fool, Wei Yuan's breathing suddenly deepened. He inhaled as if endlessly, the Heaven and Earth Madman circulated slowly, and an indescribable wildness and ferocity surfaced in his heart.

Wei Yuan said nothing more and strode towards the group of green-clad vanguard examinees.

Tian Rong was greatly startled. Seeing Wei Yuan's fierce aura, he instinctively turned and ran. After the previous experience of being chased, no, luring the enemy deep, Tian Rong's subordinates also reacted quickly, disappearing a hundred yards away in the blink of an eye. After they had run far away, they saw that Wei Yuan had only taken a few steps before stopping again.

This group of green-clad examinees immediately felt ashamed of their earlier cowardice. They also felt that Wei Yuan was just putting on a brave front, after all, he was alone, and there were over a dozen of them. Filled with shame and anger, a few of them began to curse loudly, intending to deal with Wei Yuan first. Although Tian Rong felt it was inappropriate, as his mission was to harass Li Zhi's main force, examinees were not elite soldiers, and when emotions ran high, even he, their commander, couldn't fully control them.

Wei Yuan returned to the hilltop because after charging out a few steps, he realized his speed was insufficient. Although he could catch up to his opponents, if they scattered and fled, it would be very troublesome. However, the Heaven and Earth Madman had many mystical abilities and ways to deal with such situations.

Threads of black energy began to seep from Wei Yuan's body. The Heaven and Earth Madman circulated faster, and his mental perception range rapidly expanded, extending into the dense forest behind the hill. In an instant, a wild boar emerged from the forest and charged straight towards Wei Yuan. A faint black energy flew from between Wei Yuan's eyebrows and entered the boar's body.

The wild boar immediately let out a mournful cry and collapsed in pain, instantly experiencing the tearing of its soul, internal burning, and the creation of illusions in its mind, among other tortures. The boar writhed and cried out in pain as it grew larger, transforming from the size of a small sheep to a behemoth with a shoulder height of ten feet in the blink of an eye!

The pain was fleeting. The boar struggled to stand up, its small eyes turning blood red, its tusks growing to three feet long, their tips gleaming sharply.

Wei Yuan felt his mind connected to the boar. He then leaped into the air and sat firmly on the boar's back. With a thought from Wei Yuan, the boar immediately exhaled two clouds of white mist from its nostrils. Its four hooves pounded the ground, and it charged towards the green-clad vanguard like thunder and lightning!

Tian Rong's mouth slowly opened. Before he could even cry out, the boar was upon them. Then, all he saw was a flash of spear light before his vision was filled with white light.

The boar moved with incredible speed, like a mountain crushing through the green-clad vanguard. In just one charge, half of the green-clad vanguard was gone. Many people didn't even know if they had been killed by a spear thrust or trampled to death by the boar. Wei Yuan maneuvered the boar to turn back, and with another charge, only two members of the green-clad vanguard remained.

These two were quite clever and knew to flee in separate directions. If it had been earlier, Wei Yuan would have been somewhat troubled, but now that Wei Yuan had a mount, how could human legs outrun a boar? In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan caught up to them and speared them to death, one by one.

Destroying the green-clad vanguard, Wei Yuan surprisingly found it to be incredibly easy, like slicing through vegetables. It seemed that even if they were surrounded like the yellow-clad vanguard, they could break out and counter-kill.

Wei Yuan circled the boar on the spot, confirming there were no survivors, and then headed north.

To the north, the girl had moved the sand table to a small high ground near the central area, and her main force was arrayed in front of the slope, forming a dense formation of three layers, ready for battle.

There was another uproar in the evaluation hall.

Made some minor revisions just now, adjusting the content slightly.