" Martial Artist need Force to cultivate their techniques, but unfortunately, I can't cultivate the Ultimate Weapon Art."
Ning Chuan muttered to himself.
That day, he decisively rejected Bai Xiuxiu.
However, he still couldn't forget the martial art of the Divine Treasury of Ten Thousand Weapons Concealment.
"Um?!"
Suddenly, Ning Chuan stopped in his tracks, his ears twitching slightly as he noticed footsteps approaching from a distance.
At 3:15 in his direction.
The distance is 2054 meters.
The target is not human, because judging from the sound, it weighs over 10 tons and has four legs.
It must be some kind of enormous, ferocious beast.
After reaching the Peak Awakening Stage Nine, Ning Chuan's five senses were greatly enhanced once again, becoming astonishingly sharp.
Looking in the direction from which the sound came, Ning Chuan's eyes turned cold as he slowly gripped his spear, preparing to unleash the Heaven's Thunder Punishment.
However, the next moment...
Ning Chuan put away his gun.
It wouldn't fly two thousand meters unless it was Heaven's Thunder Punishment.
The monitor's range is only 800 meters; beyond that, kills of ferocious beasts will not be recorded.
Ning Chuan ran towards the ferocious beast, and when he felt the distance was right, he swung his right arm and threw the spear into the air.
A few seconds later.
A cold light fell, accompanied by a fierce wind, splashing up large amounts of blood and startling nearby birds into flight.
Ning Chuan's steps never falter.
Soon, they arrived at the spot where the gun had been fired.
The spear had pierced the head of a ferocious elephant-like beast, standing upright on the ground, blood gushing out like a spring.
If an outsider were to witness this scene, they would be speechless with astonishment.
That ferocious beast, named the Blade-Tusked Giant Elephant, was at the early stage of the third level of strength, yet it was killed by Ning Chuan with a blind shot.
Ning Chuan remained calm, drew his spear, and strode away.
The Fierce Beast Hunting Ground will close at midnight tonight.
He needed to hurry and hunt down the ferocious beast.
It will be hard to find another opportunity like this to earn tens of millions in a single day.
It was in the early hours of the morning.
Ning Chuan returned to the base under the moonlight, washed up, and then slept in, which was unusual for him.
I didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next morning.
Afterwards, Ning Chuan went to the library, found a few books for leisure reading, and lay down on the sofa to browse through them.
Martial arts training emphasizes a balance of tension and relaxation.
Being too tense is not a good thing.
For the past month, apart from a few nights spent recovering my energy, I've spent the rest of my time hunting ferocious beasts, leaving me feeling mentally exhausted.
He needs to relax properly and get back to his best condition to prepare for the upcoming college entrance examination.
The Federation General Education Administration has released a notice regarding the college entrance examination.
The academic exams are on June 7th.
The martial arts exam will begin the following day, the 8th, but the duration is uncertain.
The martial arts exams vary from region to region.
Some can be completed in one day, while others can last a week.
As noon approached, Ning Chuan walked towards the canteen and stopped in his tracks when he passed an open space.
There, a large group of students and staff had gathered, discussing the matter animatedly.
Ahead of them was a heavy truck.
Inside the open carriage sat a humanoid mecha, over five meters tall, with sharp edges. Bathed in sunlight, its metallic sheen was cold and menacing, possessing a beauty that intertwined violence and Slaughter.
Ning Chuan walked towards the crowd.
He was also very interested in mecha.
Sudden.
The humanoid mech started up, leaped out of the carriage, and landed on the ground, kicking up a little dust.
But the sound was not loud, and the ground barely shook.
Ning Chuan raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.
This humanoid mech weighs at least ten tons, yet it landed with such a slight thud.
The pilot of the mech is definitely highly skilled.
Buzz!
The hatch located on the belly of the vehicle began to vibrate and opened to the sides.
A young man emerged from the mecha; he was muscular, dressed in military uniform, and appeared to be in his early twenties.
He walked up to Bai Xiuxiu, greeted her familiarly, and said, "Captain Bai, I've brought the mecha over."
Bai Xiuxiu nodded, then looked around at the trainees, her gaze lingering deliberately on Ning Chuan, and said, "I had the Military Department transport this mecha here to test whether any of you have the talent to become a mecha pilot."
The words were finished.
An uproar erupted from the crowd, their gazes filled with eager anticipation.
Mech pilots enjoy a high status and are respected within the Federation.
However, the selection criteria are extremely stringent.
Their numbers are fewer than those of Ninth-Grade Martial Artist.
Bai Xiuxiu said, "You've probably all heard a little about the power of mechs, but you probably don't know the specific details."
As she spoke, Bai Xiuxiu pointed to Yan Zhuang and the others beside her and said, "These three instructors are all Peak Ninth-Grade Martial Artist!"
I am only Sixth-Grade Martial Artist; in a normal fight, I am no match for him.
But, as long as I get to pilot this mech.
"I can kill all three of them by myself in just fifteen minutes!"
The scene erupted in commotion.
"Holy crap! Instructor Bai is definitely the ace mech pilot in the military!"
Song Shiyu exclaimed in surprise. Seeing Ning Chuan's puzzled expression, she explained, "This mecha is called the Martial Exterminator Type Three. It's just an ordinary mecha."
The upper limit of combat power is Peak Ninth-Grade Martial Artist.
Instructor Bai was able to kill three people with one shot while piloting it; his skill level was absolutely terrifying.
I'm sure the mecha she actually pilots is the Sky Mecha!
Song Shiyu then explained to Ning Chuan that the mechs generally have three levels.
Ordinary mechs, corresponding to Martial Artist.
Sky Mecha can fly and possess formidable combat power, comparable to Knight.
The Truth Mecha, with its terrifying divine power, can rival Divine General.
The name of truth originates from this.
Mechs of this caliber embody truth wherever they go!
"How do we test if we have the talent to be mech pilots?"
One student asked a question out of curiosity.
Bai Xiuxiu smiled slightly, pointed at the mecha, and said, "It's very simple!"
"As long as you can pilot this Martial Annihilation Type-Three Mecha and take a few normal steps, you'll be qualified to become a mech pilot."
Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.
It doesn't seem that difficult?
" Instructor Bai, I'll go first!"
Jiang Moyu strode forward; after these past few days, he had fully recovered from his injuries.
"Can."
Bai Xiuxiu agreed, then looked at the robust young man beside her and said, " Xu Shanyi, teach him how to pilot the mecha."
"Okay, White Team."
The two arrived in front of the Martial Annihilation Type-Three Mecha.
Xu Shanyi pointed to a helmet-like device in the belly compartment and said, "This is the mecha's control unit. Just put it on; it will connect to your neurons!"
"After that, you can control the mecha with your mind."
Xu Shanyi gave a brief explanation, and then let Jiang Moyu enter the belly compartment.
Buzz!
The hatch closed.
Amidst numerous gazes, Jiang Moyu piloted the Martial Annihilation Type-Three Mecha, raised his right leg, and was about to take his first step.
Then.
With a loud thud, the sound was deafening.
The Martial Annihilation Type-Three Mecha crashed face-first into the ground, sending sparks flying.
It was only because the mecha was made of sturdy material that it was not damaged.
The Martial Annihilation Type-Three Mecha used its hands to brace itself against the ground, trying to get up.
However, it's like a baby who has just learned to roll over; no matter how it tries, it fails and falls to the ground, unable to get up.
A few minutes later.
The Martial Annihilation Type-Three Mecha lay motionless on the ground.
Buzz!
The two hatches opened.
However, Jiang Moyu did not come out for a long time.
Xu Shanyi walked over, reached his thick arm inside, and pulled Jiang Moyu out.
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
Jiang Moyu was pale, drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through, and too exhausted to utter a single word.
"What happened?"
" Jiang Moyu is Second-Rank Advanced-Stage Martial Artist, his condition is terrible!"
Many students were surprised and doubtful.
Although Jiang Moyu suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Ning Chuan, his own strength was still undeniable.
Few in the training camp could rival him.
"That's normal."
Bai Xiuxiu said calmly, "The energy that powers the mecha comes from the Force array within it."
The strength of the pilot's Force has no effect on it.
"To pilot a mech, three conditions must be met!"
Xu Shanyi put Jiang Moyu down, raised three fingers in sequence, and said to the students, "First of all, your physical body must be strong enough!"
Only with great strength and speed can a mecha unleash even greater power!
Secondly, one must have a high level of external martial arts skills.
When mechs are in action, they put a tremendous strain on the body, especially during some high-difficulty maneuvers. If the body's defenses are insufficient, the intense load can cause serious injury.
The third point is that the neural reaction speed must be fast.
It can better fit the mecha, making it easier to use!
Xu Shanyi thought for a moment and then added, "Of course, the last point is actually similar to the first one."
A strong physical body naturally leads to fast nerve reaction speed; the two complement each other!
Ning Chuan gazed at the mecha, lost in thought.