The live broadcast of the Martial Examination was underway.
A massive high-definition screen wall covered the entire surface of one side of the room, divided into multiple real-time feeds displaying different testing zones and various examination events.
When the footage of examinee E6’s strength test appeared, followed by the glaring number "7880kg" freezing on the screen, the room first fell into a brief silence before erupting into a wave of intense murmurs.
A middle-aged man abruptly stood up, his glasses nearly slipping off his nose. Beside him, a mother covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Who is this kid? Does Jiangxia have a student this strong this year?"
Many parents exchanged worried glances, their eyes darting to the screens showing their own children’s testing zones. Such a score placed immense pressure on the remaining examinees.
Finally, the comprehensive evaluation score settled on the screen—"5108 points! Currently ranked first!"
"Over five thousand points! That score would’ve made the top ten in the province in previous years!"
"Absolutely the highest score in Jiangxia’s Martial Examination basic tests in recent years! If this kid doesn’t mess up the combat and arena rounds, they’re guaranteed a top-three finish—maybe even a shot at the top spot!"
The buzz in the live broadcast area reached its peak.
"What a hopeless gap..."
Just as examinee E6 was about to exit the frame, another feed cut in.
"Top spot? Forget it. Jiangxia still has Yun Huang."
"True, but second place isn’t bad either."
"Just feel bad for examinee E7. Under this kind of pressure, they’ll be lucky to perform at 70% of their usual level."
On the screen, Liu Yuan steadied herself and stepped toward the verification device.
For a brief moment, the focus of the live broadcast shifted from E6’s retreating figure to Liu Yuan, who was about to take her turn.
In front of the machine, the proctor—a burly middle-aged man—glanced at Liu Yuan and said flatly, "Get ready. Use your strongest physical attack on the center of the target."
Liu Yuan took her stance in front of the target.
Without a second’s hesitation, she threw her punch.
The air around her seemed to distort slightly.
Boom!
A deep, resonant thud echoed through the testing hall.
The metal target shuddered violently, its energy indicators flashing wildly.
500…
2000…
3500…
Finally, a bright red number froze on the screen.
"Strength: 6150kg!"
The proctor recording the results nearly dropped his device, his reaction a stark contrast to the composed demeanor he’d shown while watching E6.
As soon as the score appeared, a wave of hushed discussion spread through the venue.
"Over six thousand kilograms for a girl? That’s pretty impressive."
"Yeah, the average strength for a fifth-tier Cardholder is around four thousand. She’s way above that."
"Too bad luck wasn’t on her side. She can’t compare to that E6 kid—there’s still a gap between fifth and sixth tiers."
The comparison was brutal.
E6’s 7880kg loomed like an insurmountable mountain, casting a shadow over every subsequent result.
Only the head proctor frowned slightly as he watched Liu Yuan.
"Test again."
"You can use a skill to boost your output."
He could tell Liu Yuan had thrown nothing more than a basic attack.
Examinee E6 had taken time to build momentum and even used a skill.
If he could hear the parents’ chatter outside, he’d have scoffed.
Typical spectators—know nothing but love to comment anyway.
Amateurs saw the spectacle; professionals saw the technique.
None of them understood what it meant for a fifth-tier to casually punch 6150kg.
Liu Yuan shook her head and calmly walked toward the agility test, her expression unreadable.
She recalled her conversation with Su Qi in the waiting hall earlier.
[Liu Yuan: Big bro, I feel really strong now. Should I go all out in the Martial Exam?]
[Su Qi: dumb deer.jpg
[Su Qi: Why go all out?]
[Su Qi: Didn’t I say people are looking to stir trouble? You want them to realize you’re a genius who can fight above your tier and come after you?]
[Su Qi: You’re still weak—why not lay low and grow first?]
[Liu Yuan: Fine… I’ll buy some papayas when I get back.]
[Su Qi: Don’t.]
[Su Qi: Here’s the plan. For strength, aim for 5000kg. If someone before you hits over 7000kg, go for 6000kg.]
[Su Qi: Keep accuracy and evasion at 80%, speed at 15m/s, reaction time at 0.1 seconds.]
[Su Qi: Hold back on magic too—4000 is enough.]
[Su Qi: In the arena rounds, play it safe. Win by a narrow margin, and hold back—don’t kill anyone.]
[Liu Yuan: Kill someone…? That’s a bit extreme, no?]
[Su Qi: Guess how many people besides Yun Huang can actually tank your damage this year. If you’re unlucky and face a sixth-tier in the arena, the proctors will probably focus all their defensive efforts on you. If they’re too slow to react… well, it’s hard to say.]
In truth, Liu Yuan’s attributes weren’t particularly outrageous.
Even with her exclusive card not occupying a slot, she’d only be on par with an average sixth-tier Cardholder.
The problem was the hidden benefits from "All-In."
[Special Passive: Dragonblood Lineage (possesses most draconic traits)]
This was practically a semi-permanent state.
Even when "that person" wasn’t active, Liu Yuan still retained minor draconic enhancements.
Su Qi had gotten a rough estimate during their sparring sessions.
About a 100% strength boost and some defensive bonuses.
Or maybe it was residual influence from the awakening.
Su Qi wasn’t entirely sure which it was.
And here I thought I understood her inside out.
Liu Yuan sighed.
She’d used 60% of her strength and overshot by 150kg. She hadn’t controlled her output well—a disappointment after all of Su Qi’s training.
In the agility test’s hundred-meter corridor, red lasers and blue floating markers crisscrossed the space.
Liu Yuan weaved through them.
Her movements weren’t as swift as E6’s, but they were precise and fluid.
"Evasion rate: 95%!"
"Accuracy: 71%!"
"Reaction time: 0.097 seconds!"
"Speed: 15.5m/s!"
Another set of scores.
Opinions in the live broadcast area were mixed.
"Speed’s a bit slow, but her reactions and accuracy are solid."
"Yeah, it means her body control and reflexes are sharp. She’d do well with technique-based cards."
"But base speed is still a weakness. No matter how high her evasion is, she can’t dodge area attacks in real combat."
"Compared to E6’s 19.8m/s, the gap’s obvious."
"Look at examinee E7’s dejected expression. Nothing’s worse than being overshadowed."
Of course Liu Yuan was dejected.
The 150kg overshoot in strength was one thing.
But this evasion rate…
Why was "Phantom Fox Step" a passive even without the skin active?
Her feet were just too damn nimble now.
The moment she saw a laser, her body moved on instinct.
In the end, I still ended up crossing two red lines and deliberately missed a few blue dots.
Wuwu... (T_T) Big bro, score control is so hard.
Guess my training just wasn’t enough.
When I get back, I should have him tie me up and then launch an attack.
Time for some desensitization training to curb this urge of mine to dodge everything.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
