Chapter 231: The Outcome is Decided

Chapter 231: The Outcome Is Decided

Just as Zhang Yu and Ye Xiaoling silently prepared for their final exam.

Most of the audience in the stands, however, had stopped focusing on the physical track’s examination hall.

After all, for these viewers watching remotely through the spirit network, they were simultaneously observing the finals across all four tracks of the Foundation Establishment exam on the first level of Kunxu.

Many university representatives, driven by their own interests, had specific requirements for recruitment and paid little attention to the physical track, with most of their focus always on the other tracks.

And when Zhang Yu and Ye Xiaoling took a break, even those originally watching the physical track naturally turned their eyes to other arenas.

“The Dao Heart and Mana tracks aren’t very entertaining.”

With a “crying-laughing emoji,” after glancing at the Dao Heart and Mana exam halls, they ultimately decided to check out the Martial Arts arena.

“Among the Qi Refining stage tracks—Dao Heart, Mana, Physical, and Martial Arts—the most interesting exams seem to be Physical and Martial Arts.”

“But the Physical track has more viewers, since it suits many majors.”

“As for Martial Arts, it’s always about actual combat every year, mainly for majors like security, weapons, war, military, plus some representatives from combat-oriented fields like artifact crafting, magical remains, and pharmaceuticals who pay more attention…”

The “crying-laughing emoji” had just thought this when they looked at the Martial Arts arena and paused slightly, noticing the match had already ended.

“So fast?”

Staring at the woman collapsed on the arena, her body nearly disintegrating, the “crying-laughing emoji” curiously selected the replay function.

The scene before them began to rewind rapidly, soon starting from the beginning of this match.

…

In the same exam hall presided over by Huang Zichou, who was distracted.

First, the arena materialized, then the exam content and rules were explained, and the examinees prepared.

After all this, Bai Zhenzhen and Yun Jing walked up from opposite sides of the arena.

For this final Martial Arts exam, they would follow a best-of-three format, with three arena battles in total.

After each battle, both examinees would receive unlimited medical treatment.

And in each battle, the righteous spirit would save them before death.

That meant in every round, both sides could fight with the utmost intensity, recklessness, and abandon, unleashing all their combat potential.

Additionally, various combat spirit roots and weapons were laid out for them to choose freely.

But neither Yun Jing nor Bai Zhenzhen borrowed any combat spirit roots.

Instead, Bai Zhenzhen picked a Yuan Magnetic Oscillating Sword, which, when infused with mana, could vibrate at high frequencies, unleashing devastating power.

Feeling the cold from the hilt, Bai Zhenzhen thought to herself, “A corporate-grade artifact like this—normally, I’d never get to use it, right?”

“And the unlimited medical treatment after each round…” At this thought, a smile tugged at the corner of Bai Zhenzhen’s mouth: “I’ve never fought such a well-supplied battle in my life.”

As the countdown above the arena reached zero.

Bai Zhenzhen suddenly raised her sword and shouted, “University representatives in the audience, watch closely.”

She pointed her sword at Yun Jing and said, “Next, I’ll defeat my opponent in one move.”

“Think carefully about what terms you’ll offer me.”

On the other side of the arena, Yun Jing listened to these words with a calm face, thinking only, “Same as when I fought Dai Xingzhi last time—trying to provoke me?”

“This woman really likes using taunts.”

In response to Bai Zhenzhen’s provocation, Yun Jing didn’t speak; the moment the countdown hit zero, he responded with action.

Both his chest and lower abdomen’s dual dantians activated simultaneously, lava-like mana surged forth endlessly, and as Yun Jing struck out with a palm, it transformed into a vast wall of fire that swept out like a waterfall, crashing toward Bai Zhenzhen’s position.

Three months ago, in that battle, Bai Zhenzhen had been forced off the arena by this wide-area technique, losing that exam.

But now, three months later, what had seemed unstoppable to Bai Zhenzhen was now full of flaws.

In the past months, Bai Zhenzhen had fought battle after battle in gang conflicts, witnessing how the lowest-level cultivators in Songyang City, driven by money, murder, business, or survival, could devise countless ingenious ways to fight.

And in this constant combat, Bai Zhenzhen felt her true spirit root continuously adapting, making the experts of the Golden Class Gang seem weaker and their moves more flawed.

She once thought all the Qi Refining peak experts of the Golden Class Gang had been killed.

Later, she realized it wasn’t that the gang members had grown weaker, but that she had grown stronger, better at discerning her opponent’s weaknesses from the changes in spiritual energy in the air.

Just like now, the seemingly impenetrable wall of fire had several weak points in her eyes.

With a flick of her sword, Bai Zhenzhen passed through the fire wall and walked toward Yun Jing.

“Here I come.” Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly, then shot toward Yun Jing like a bolt of lightning.

Yun Jing thought, “The Ten Thousand Swords Without End Technique?”

Bai Zhenzhen’s attack was fast, but it didn’t escape Yun Jing’s eyes.

His ocular magical remains almost instantly judged Bai Zhenzhen’s moves, even her possible follow-ups, and the flaws in each strike.

“I really can’t be like that freak Ye Xiaoling, learning a bunch of techniques in three years of high school.”

“But the techniques I’ve bought are definitely no fewer than his!”

The reason Yun Jing bought the copyrights to various techniques was to store data on countless techniques in his ocular magical remains, allowing him to instantly identify an opponent’s moves and find their weaknesses in battle.

And to achieve this, the amount spent was unimaginable for an ordinary student.

Even Yun Jing had to invest massive time and effort.

After all, even though he came from a wealthy family, the money his family gave him wasn’t unlimited; to get more, he had to earn it himself.

Starting from the second grade of elementary school, Yun Jing had been encouraged by his father to start a business.

He still remembered his father’s words.

“There are two truths in this world I want to tell you.”

“First, though you can only cultivate the immortal path in high school, making money is something you can start from the moment you’re born.”

“Second, the upper limit a person can reach on the immortal path is determined by the wealth they control.”

“From these two facts, a conclusion can be drawn.”

“True immortal cultivation actually begins the moment you’re born.”

“Start making money, Yun Jing. The earlier you start, the more you can earn, and the more you earn, the farther you can go on the path of immortality.”

Yun Jing deeply agreed with his father’s words, so in kindergarten, he had already started investing, becoming an angel investor in several companies.

In the second grade of elementary school, he founded his first company. While classmates did homework, he stayed up late making reports.

While classmates reviewed lessons, he chaired midnight meetings.

While classmates practiced exam papers, he accompanied employees working overtime through the night.

And after entering Xianyun High School, Yun Jing never gave up this path.

“While others breathe, I make money.”

“While others practice combat, I make money.”

“While others train their bodies, I still make money.”

"It is precisely by persisting in making money day after day, year after year, that I have been able to reach this point today..."

"I started cultivating immortality as early as the age of five!"

Just like in the past three months, Yun Jing's cultivation continued to be about making more money.

It was precisely because he earned more money that, despite the family's limited budget, he could still allow his ocular dharma vessel to master more copyrights of martial arts, could split and outsource his own meridians and flesh to batches of college graduates for body refinement, and could use parasitic spiritual roots to purchase the magical power of college students...

Then Yun Jing struck out with both palms, following the guidance of his ocular dharma vessel, aiming at the flaws in Bai Zhenzhen's techniques.

But in the next moment, he suddenly discovered that Bai Zhenzhen had made an unexpected change in her moves, executing a basic high school swordsmanship technique.

Without time to think, Yun Jing followed suit, altering his own offensive.

Watching this, a smile curled at the corner of Bai Zhenzhen's lips.

"Our battle actually began half a year ago."

Half a year ago was precisely when the second round of the Foundation Establishment exam ended. It was then that Bai Zhenzhen learned that her strongest opponent on the track was the man before her.

Thus, based on her observations, she began to search for what model his dharma vessel might be, what martial arts he was using, what was the deal with his dual dantian, and what all the peculiar phenomena during digestion and combat signified...

Bai Zhenzhen seized every opportunity to observe, and after each effort, she diligently gathered information, piece by piece filling in her understanding of her opponent's combat data.

Take his dharma vessel, for instance.

Through repeated searches on shopping websites and comparisons of appearances, she finally confirmed the model of the dharma vessel.

"Tianyan Corporation's enterprise-grade dharma vessel, usable even at the Qi Refining stage—the Tianji."

Bai Zhenzhen had memorized every detail of this ocular dharma vessel's data and performance.

She scoured the internet for reviews and ratings, constantly reading reviews and ratings, even sending private messages to those review bloggers and influencers, asking for specifics, and generously tipping them in the process.

Through this process, Bai Zhenzhen came to know the dharma vessel inside out.

"The Tianji's greatest flaw is that its artifact spirit is too rigid."

"When I execute basic high school swordsmanship, because this technique is so simple and common, its flaws are already well-established, so the Tianji's countermeasure can be predicted."

For Bai Zhenzhen, when she performed that basic sword move, she already knew how her opponent would counter it, meaning she could predict his next move in advance.

Bai Zhenzhen did not dodge, nor did she choose to block.

She opted, under the condition of prediction, to have half her body engulfed in flames, suffering severe burns, in exchange for an opportunity to thrust her sword into her opponent's body.

With a thud, Bai Zhenzhen, exuding a burnt smell, knelt on one knee.

At the same time, with a soft *pfft*, the sword blade, crackling with electricity, pierced into Yun Jing's shoulder.

But Yun Jing was unperturbed: "With my protective technique, plus my combat spiritual root, this sword of hers absolutely cannot break through..."

The next moment, the tiny wound on Yun Jing's shoulder suddenly expanded under the stimulation of magical power, gushing out a fountain of blood, accelerating the collapse of his body.

"What?!"

Yun Jing stared in disbelief, utterly unable to comprehend how his body, outsourced to hundreds of college students and tempered through countless refinements, could be breached by such a light sword strike.

...

After this battle, following three months of investigation, Yun Jing learned that several college graduates who had taken on his outsourcing project had then subcontracted the work to a group of vocational college graduates.

Among these vocational graduates, one had further outsourced his task to a high school student.

It was precisely due to that high school student's negligence that Yun Jing's body had a single flaw.

And that flaw was detected by Bai Zhenzhen, which allowed her to break his protective technique.

...

At this very moment on the arena, with a sharp *swish*, the long sword followed the erupted flaw, nearly slicing open half of Yun Jing's body.

It was at that instant that the presiding deities saved both Yun Jing and Bai Zhenzhen.

Though Bai Zhenzhen was severely injured, Yun Jing had sustained a fatal wound that nearly killed him.

First round: Bai Zhenzhen wins.

After treatment, as Bai Zhenzhen stepped onto the arena for the second round, she looked at Yun Jing with an air of arrogance and said coolly, "I told you I would defeat you in one move."

Seeing Bai Zhenzhen's haughty demeanor, Yun Jing had to admit that he was indeed somewhat provoked by her.

And this anger was tinged with a kind of tension—a tension born from not knowing how she had broken through his protective technique.

Thus, as the second round began, Yun Jing went all out, giving her no chance to get close.

Relying on the frenzied output from his dual dantian, Yun Jing turned the entire arena into a sea of flames, leaving Bai Zhenzhen not a single opportunity to approach.

Under his relentless bombardment, Bai Zhenzhen struggled for over ten minutes before finally being forced off the arena.

After this second round, Yun Jing regained his confidence, knowing that his raw strength was still superior to hers. As long as he performed steadily and didn't fall for her tricks, he couldn't lose.

"Now it's one win and one loss," Yun Jing thought to himself. "As long as I win this final round, I'll get my Foundation Establishment qualification."

But as the third round began, Bai Zhenzhen once again pointed her sword to the sky and said to the audience, "Everyone, watch closely."

"This round is already over."

"In a moment, I will still defeat him in one move."

"My university goal is only the Top 10."

"Prepare your recruitment conditions to recruit me."

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