You Can Actually Block My Spear

Wei Yuan found the boy inexplicable, unsure why he was angry.

This boy was different from everyone else. Even under the influence of Wei Yuan's fortune, his movements appeared incredibly fast in Wei Yuan's eyes. Although still suppressed by Wei Yuan's fortune, the effect was limited, unlike "Brother Xu" who crawled like a turtle, and certainly not like others who moved as slow as snails. His "Three Thousand Lotuses" technique also created a magnificent spectacle, and he even hid a clever trick: most of the lotuses weren't aimed at Wei Yuan but at the wild boar, successfully killing it in an instant.

Because of this, Wei Yuan genuinely felt the boy was decent. He showed him proper courtesy and paid special attention to the sincerity in his tone.

However, the boy didn't seem to appreciate it.

The boy grew increasingly enraged. Suddenly, a galaxy seemed to shatter in his eyes, and the long spear in his hand blazed with light, rising like a pale green sun!

In an instant, Wei Yuan's vision was filled with a vast expanse of green light, and he could see nothing else. His body rang with a sound like pearls falling onto a jade plate, and he didn't know how many swords had struck him. All Wei Yuan could hear was the boy's furious voice:

"Winding Water Like a Lament!"

"Loneliness Unaware of Pipes and Drums!"

"A Fisherman's Song Flows Eastward!"

"General's Pavilion Asks of Immortal Fate!"

"Barbarian, take this!!!"

Wei Yuan felt as if he were caught in a raging storm. Amidst the myriad of green light, he could only vaguely make out the boy's figure. In the center of the green tempest, wisps of black energy rose from Wei Yuan's body. As the "Heaven and Earth Madman" technique operated, cracks appeared in the green light before Wei Yuan's eyes, and the boy's figure flickered in and out of these cracks.

Wei Yuan thrust his spear, but the boy flickered back and forth, evading every strike!

After several missed thrusts, Wei Yuan's anger surged. He let out a heavy snort, and the fortune suppressing the green light suddenly faltered for a moment, revealing the boy's figure in a particular spot. Without hesitation, Wei Yuan gripped his spear with both hands, using it like a staff, and swung it with all his might!

With a crack, although the boy flickered twice more, the swing was unavoidable. He was still struck hard in the waist by the long spear! The boy's body immediately bent at an unnatural angle and dissolved into light, vanishing.

As the green light dissipated, Wei Yuan finally saw the countless dents and pits covering his heavy armor. Looking at his scarred armor, Wei Yuan couldn't help but feel a sense of lingering fear. This time, he had been mere inches away from being injured.

Wei Yuan looked back towards the top of the slope. Only three or four people remained there now. The girl in the center was breathtakingly beautiful, appearing delicate and frail, holding a long sword in both hands. It seemed less like a defensive stance and more like the opening pose of a dance.

The girl raised her sword with some effort and said to those around her, "It seems I'll have to do it myself! Don't be afraid, he's just a barbarian, nothing to worry about."

However, no one stepped forward this time. The remaining three young men and women lacked even basic fortune techniques; they could only offer encouragement, standing there to look good as background characters.

Wei Yuan strode to the top of the slope and thrust his spear directly forward. The girl lightly waved her sword to block it.

Wei Yuan was greatly surprised. The force of that thrust was the same as the one that had broken Xiaoyu's waist just moments ago, and yet this young girl had blocked it so effortlessly?

Facing an opponent he couldn't easily defeat, something within Wei Yuan seemed to awaken, stirring slowly, like a true immortal looking down from the heavens upon the myriad vicissitudes of the mortal world for thousands of years.

Wei Yuan had felt this way once before when he was three years old, plunging a short spear into the heart of a refugee.

The "Heaven and Earth Madman" technique operated on its own. Wisps of black energy suddenly seeped from Wei Yuan's helmet. The spear, which was still locked with the girl's sword, exerted force and thrust forward again. Then, with a bang, it sounded as if an invisible bubble had been pierced.

The girl felt an overwhelming, irresistible force pressing down on her. The long sword in her hand suddenly shattered, breaking into countless fragments that flew in all directions. Three white lights simultaneously appeared around her, and she herself, covered in blood, fell backward.

Watching the girl collapse, Wei Yuan snorted and turned his gaze to his surroundings.

Hiss!

After a long, seemingly endless inhalation, all the surrounding black energy was drawn into Wei Yuan's heavy armor. His divine sense expanded, and then several small beasts began to approach. Wei Yuan's gaze swept over a rabbit, a wolf, and a wildcat, finding them all unsuitable. Finally, his attention settled on the wild boar. A wisp of black energy shot from between his brows, entering the boar's body.

With a pained cry, the wild boar experienced all sorts of immortal torment. Its body instantly swelled, growing to a height of ten feet and a length of several yards, transforming into a colossal beast.

Wei Yuan walked towards the wild boar, his battle boots striking the ground with each step. His final step landed precisely on the sand tray. The exquisite sand tray instantly shattered, turning into swirling sand.

Wei Yuan stopped and looked down. Only the last corner of the sand tray remained beneath his feet. The small mountain, sculpted with remarkable detail, made him wonder whose skillful hands had created it.

His battle boots did not move forward. Instead, he turned them slightly in place, his toe sweeping across the last small hill, bisecting it.

On top of the hill, a blood-covered girl lay prone, her life or death unknown.

Wei Yuan walked up to her, his spear falling. A white light flared.

Silence descended upon the Hall of Evaluation. The young cultivator covered his face, remaining still for a long time. The other evaluators wore expressions of varied emotions. Even Daoist Fu Feng raised an eyebrow and secretly drew a sharp breath.

The two Confucian scholars, who had been calmly pleased with themselves, immediately stiffened when they saw Wei Yuan mount the wild boar and turn south.

Their expressions turned to stone.

On the road south, Wei Yuan briefly reviewed the battle he had just fought. The commander of the Northern Blue Team was a master of strategy, his soldiers fought valiantly, and he had many subordinates skilled in fortune techniques. The girl in the goose-yellow dress was herself a formidable combatant, able to block his spear!

Had he destroyed such a force so easily?

To annihilate an enemy with a mere word, like smoke and ash – wasn't that the mark of a master of the Art of War? Wei Yuan suddenly wondered if he, too, was a master of the Art of War.

The wild boar ran like the wind. In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan had crossed the central region and entered the southern region.

Li Zhi was pacing nervously.

On the mountainsides on both sides, the two factions were engaged in a fierce battle. However, facing the Blue Team's thirty members, Li Zhi had only dispatched twenty to resist. His main force, especially the elite central army of thirty, remained motionless, facing north.

As the forces on the flanks dwindled, Li Zhi still refused to commit his main force. A girl beside him said anxiously, "Senior Brother Li, if we don't rescue the flanks soon, all our men will be wiped out!"

Li Zhi suddenly roared in anger, "What do you know! If the central army moves and Bao Yun attacks then, we'll be utterly defeated!!"

The young girl flinched, shrinking back, "But she hasn't come!"

Li Zhi also paused, "That's right, why hasn't she come yet?"

Since before the Martial Assessment, Bao Yun had consistently outperformed Li Zhi. She had organized her team early, not only holding a numerical advantage but also having a significantly greater number of experts empowered by fortune. After entering the Martial Assessment, Bao Yun had decisively crushed Li Zhi's vanguard. Now, her flanking maneuver was an open strategy, forcing Li Zhi to deplete his forces and establishing an absolute advantage. Li Zhi's reluctance to move his central army stemmed from his fear of Bao Yun's main force suddenly attacking, which would lead to utter defeat.

Li Zhi knew he was likely to lose, but the manner of his defeat was crucial. If he panicked and moved his central army, only to be ambushed and broken by Bao Yun, his score would drop significantly. Although Li Zhi knew he had someone backing him, Bao Yun had even more powerful backing. Such a major mistake would inevitably put him behind Bao Yun in terms of score.

Another option was to attack proactively, but Li Zhi understood that Bao Yun's main force's delay was likely because she was waiting for him to make a move. With his current forces, a proactive attack would also result in defeat, so it was better to hold his ground. Li Zhi couldn't believe that Bao Yun could turn a group of children into battle-hardened veterans in such a short time. By the time his troops moved from north to south, they would surely be in disarray.

Then, Li Zhi, having conserved his strength, with his thirty elite central army soldiers rested and all the collected pills, might even defeat Bao Yun through repeated assaults. Li Zhi was gambling on Bao Yun, due to her status, not confiscating the pills from ordinary examinees.