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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
