It's My Fault

Not long after Su Bei left.

Two figures appeared in the area, both wearing martial arts attire. Looking at Wen Xiangwei, who had died on the spot, both were silent.

"We're late."

"Was this done by a human?"

One of them looked at the scene before him and clicked his tongue. "There's a fierce person among this batch of Martial Artist Assessment candidates!"

The two were Martial Artists responsible for rescue in this area, and their strength was only at the first-tier.

Looking at the scene before them, it was clearly not something an ordinary Quasi-Martial Artist could cause. In fact, in their hearts, even if they went all out, they would probably only achieve this much.

After a while.

Another person appeared.

"There are four more over there, all beaten to death by fists, their internal organs almost shattered."

"I checked the scene. It should have been five people ganging up on one person, and it was a sneak attack. Then they were all counter-killed. This person should be the last one, tsk..."

He had a neat crew cut and let out an exclamation of unknown meaning.

The other two had no objections. Professional matters should be left to professionals. This person who arrived later was their team leader. He was originally from the police department and his on-site judgment far surpassed theirs.

"...What about this matter?" one of them asked hesitantly.

"Just report it truthfully,"

The man with the crew cut made the final decision. "This Martial Artist Assessment is different from before. This isn't the first person to die."

"On side 1, there are already fearless people going to try..."

Meanwhile, inside the monitoring room on the other side.

Everyone was watching the area around No. 1 on the screen. At this moment, there were nearly twenty green light dots surrounding it.

"I didn't expect even Zhao Cheng to fail."

"But being able to escape with his life from a high-grade Level 1 exotic beast is already very good. He even exchanged a few moves." Looking at the light dot representing Zhao Cheng rapidly retreating on the screen, everyone spoke with helplessness.

However, next to Zhao Cheng's light dot, the red No. 2 light dot was attached to it.

"It seems that the best result this time is Zhao Cheng. It's a pity that no one can get No. 1."

Everyone felt a bit regretful. If no one could obtain it, it meant that this opportunity would have nothing to do with them.

Martial Artists who could be chosen as examiners, regardless of their strength, had no problem with their positions.

Seeing the contestants miss opportunities one after another, their regret was no less than anyone else's.

"That's not necessarily true," said Fu Hongtao from the association. "Zhai Feng is naturally astute and probably guessed something. He's currently recruiting people to cooperate, so it's not necessarily without a chance."

"This assessment is for comprehensive ability. Although Zhai Feng's strength is weaker, this ability to unite and find opportunities is also indispensable."

Just then.

A message was sent to several of them. Their brows furrowed slightly. The death of five people, even if this Martial Artist Assessment was different from before, this could be considered a major event.

"Let's look at Su Bei's information."

"These other five people are not useless; their strength is around two thousand jin."

"It seems Su Bei concealed his strength? Or did he use some trump card?"

Their gazes instantly focused on a green light dot, which also had the number 18 attached to it.

"He's not satisfied with just getting number eighteen and is heading deeper?"

Li Xiongshan rubbed his chin with interest. "It's a normal exam. We'll just give him a routine interrogation after it ends."

The few of them nodded slightly, none of them having any objections.

They had long been accustomed to life and death. Being ambushed and counter-killed like this was nothing to them.

After dealing with the little followers.

Su Bei could finally do what he wanted to do.

At this moment, not only was he carrying a longbow on his back, but he also retrieved the remaining arrows from his hiding spot and slung them on his back, fully armed.

As for archery, Su Bei only had a slight understanding; he had barely managed to get started. This was a rather niche skill, with not many people learning it. And if one truly wanted to learn it, the price was significantly more expensive than other cold weapons.

"This bow and arrow are definitely not ordinary items. Even with my strength, I can't draw it to its full extent. But even so, the arrows shot out can travel nearly a thousand meters, and their power is even more formidable than the Piercing Sun Spear Technique!"

"However, the consumption is also terrifying. Just drawing it a quarter of the way completely drains my blood and energy!"

"I wonder what kind of material the bowstring and the bow body are made of."

This longbow was like a power amplifier. With Su Bei's strength, just drawing it a tenth of the way gave it a power comparable to his full strength attack without using [Piercing Sun].

No wonder Wen Xiangwei was unwilling to abandon it even when he was about to die.

He could unleash a hundred arrows in an instant. Perhaps drawing the bowstring by a twentieth would achieve the same power as before, saving strength while the arrows remained potent.

Su Bei originally had no intention of learning another archery technique, but after obtaining this bow, his mind couldn't help but waver a little.

Let's take a look after this Martial Artist Assessment.

Having another method for ranged combat doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Not long after.

Weaving through the terrain, he finally reached the deepest part of the assessment area.

On the receiver, only one light spot was flashing, a red light blinking, with a large "1" shining on it.

Identifying the direction, Su Bei quickly ran towards it. From a distance, he saw a clearing that had been carved out, with a deep, dark cave set into the mountainside.

Besides that, a massive body was sprawled on the clearing in front of the cave, its eyes closed, seemingly basking in the sun.

It was a giant lizard beast, about twelve to thirteen meters long. Its entire body was covered in a brownish-yellow, armor-like hide that looked like it was forged from mountain stone. Its limbs were incredibly thick, and its massive tail, nearly five meters long, lay behind it. Its head alone was the size of a small house, making it an intimidating sight.

"Mountain-Moving Lizard?"

Su Bei was startled.

The Mountain-Moving Lizard was a high-grade Level 1 exotic beast. It was enormous, possessed incredible strength, and lived in mountain ranges year-round. It had a violent temperament and was an omnivore, particularly fond of consuming rocks and mineral veins. After ingestion, the rock energy contained within the stones would concentrate in its outer shell, forming a hard, rocky keratinous armor with astonishing defensive capabilities.

Their flesh and blood were also highly prized by Martial Artists who practiced rock-element Gene Methods, as it contained a large amount of rock energy, greatly benefiting their cultivation.

Legend had it that a clan of Mountain-Moving Lizards could devour a small mountain in a few years, leveling it to the ground, which was why they were called Mountain-Moving Lizards.

They were exotic beasts with few weaknesses. Although their armor made them more cumbersome, few Martial Artists were willing to provoke them.

Even though the Mountain-Moving Lizard had its eyes closed, the pools of blood in front of it suggested that some students had already tried their luck.

The results were clearly not ideal.

It might just be sleeping here after a meal.

Su Bei took out his receiver and checked it several times.

"The No. 1 sensor should be inside its lair."

Then, the next step was simple: take down the Mountain-Moving Lizard, then go inside and retrieve the No. 1 sensor.

"Brother, want to team up?"

Someone spoke from not too far behind him. Su Bei had already noticed the person's arrival, so he wasn't alarmed.

Turning around, he saw a man in his early twenties standing behind a giant tree, looking at him.

"No, thank you."

"Brother, don't be so quick to refuse," the man said urgently. "My name is Zhai Feng. I have 2500KG of strength and have already obtained No. 8!"

"We have six people here, all top-twenty contenders. I see you have the No. 18 sensor too, so you must know the Mountain-Moving Lizard isn't easy to deal with."

"Why don't we cooperate? A few of us can act as decoys to draw the Mountain-Moving Lizard away, and one person can enter the cave to retrieve No. 1!"

"This Martial Artist Assessment is unusual. No. 1 must be special. After we get No. 1, we can then compete based on our own abilities. What do you say?"

Su Bei still shook his head. "I really don't need to."

At that moment, someone else chimed in, "Zhai Feng, why are you wasting your breath with him? Even Zhao Cheng was defeated and nearly lost his life."

"If he says no, then no. It's just No. 18, who knows how he got it!"

"I think the six of us are more than enough!"

Su Bei's gaze swept over to a young man with a nine-ringed broadsword at his waist. Seeing Su Bei look at him, the man gave him a dismissive glance.

"Brother!!" Beside him, a petite and pretty girl stomped her foot and grabbed Wei Qing's waist. As the latter contorted his face in pain, she shyly nodded at Su Bei.

"I'm sorry, my brother is just blunt and doesn't mean any harm."

Wei Qing wanted to say more but could only cast a helpless glance at his sister and dared not speak.

Su Bei chuckled.

This brother and sister pair were quite interesting.

Three more people emerged from the sides, two men and one woman, all with sensors within the top twenty.

And Sun Zicheng was among them, looking at Su Bei with an expression of utter astonishment, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.

However.

As Su Bei's gaze swept over the seemingly good-natured Zhai Feng, he felt a pang of pity for the other two, thinking they'd probably be counting their money even in death.

What kind of decent person would suggest competing based on individual ability at this point? The reason for not discussing profit distribution beforehand was precisely because there was no intention of distributing it at all!

Even capitalists would at least dangle a carrot!

Zhai Feng spoke, "Since you're unwilling to cooperate, I won't force you."

"However, please stay away from this area to avoid any conflict."

Before this Martial Artist Assessment, his uncle had hinted at some things, so he was determined to get No. 1!

Zhao Cheng probably received some information as well, otherwise, he wouldn't have risked his life like that.

This was Zhai Feng's opportunity, and he had to seize it!

Su Bei sighed softly. "What if I say no?"

Zhai Feng slowly drew his blade, his expression unreadable. "Then I must offend you."

The surrounding individuals also took out their weapons in unison, turning their gaze towards Su Bei.

"Big brother, you should leave first. Swords and blades have no eyes. You've already secured your qualification for advancement, why bother?" Wei Ting said softly, a hint of reluctance in her expression.

"No need to say more. I know this person. He's ambitious and acted recklessly even when we were at the martial arts school!" Sun Zicheng's eyes revealed a flicker of excitement, as if he could already see Su Bei begging for mercy.

When collective interests are recognized, individuals dare to draw their swords against anyone.

But in reality, they all had the same thought in mind.

Su Bei, he also wanted to clear the stage.

"It is I who have offended."