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.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
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."
