Liu Yuan continued with her magic power test.
She extended her hand, palm facing the energy sensor orb.
Unlike the pale cyan energy of E6, a soft blue glow emanated from Liu Yuan's palm, appearing far more restrained.
As the energy poured in, the orb emitted a low hum, its inner light rapidly intensifying.
2000…
2500…
3000…
Finally, the value stabilized at 4280!
Hmm…
A decent result, yet Liu Yuan remained visibly troubled.
Clearly, she hadn’t managed to control the output with precision.
But for a live broadcast, this score was enough to stir a slightly louder wave of murmurs.
"Over 4,200 in magic output—that’s terrifying! Even among sixth-tier practitioners, this would rank as upper-mid level, let alone for someone still at the fifth tier."
"Her magic stats overshadow her strength and speed."
"Pity though. Good score, but bad luck. In previous years, she might’ve secured a decent ranking. This year’s martial exam is just too competitive."
"Ah, compared to those from the capital, we’re still lacking in pedigree."
The examiner recorded the data and announced Liu Yuan’s comprehensive evaluation.
"Examinee E7, basic tests completed. Strength: 6,120 kg, speed: 15.5 m/s, average reaction time: 0.097 seconds, energy output index: 4,280. Comprehensive score: 4,155."
"Temporarily ranked third!"
It was a remarkable result, though due to her early testing slot, she’d inevitably drop many places later.
Still, it secured Liu Yuan a top position in this year’s Jiangxia martial exam.
Yet, following E6’s staggering 5,108 points, her score seemed dimmer by comparison.
At least it barely met Su Qi’s expectations.
Nice, mission accomplished for big bro!
Liu Yuan gave the examiner a slight nod of thanks before turning toward the exit.
E6 had left earlier because watching weaker examinees was, to him, a waste of time.
As for Liu Yuan, she no longer cared much about the exam.
She’d rather use this time to track down Su Qi.
Having spent so many days by his side, she found herself missing him inexplicably after just this short separation.
……
While Liu Yuan’s performance was impressive, it did nothing to shake E6’s dominance.
The live broadcast’s focus swiftly returned to him.
After all, parents loved nothing more than discussing how "someone else’s child" was doing…
"What system do you think E6’s Card Master follows? His strength and speed are insane, but his magic’s a bit lacking."
"Talking about systems at just the sixth tier? Isn’t that something for eighth or ninth-tier elites?"
"Who knows? Capital folks are built different."
"Yeah, yeah. ‘The air in the capital is sweeter.’"
"Obviously. Why else do you think so many flock there as ‘Capital drifters,’ even if it means living in dingy basements? All for that ‘chasing dreams’ nonsense."
"Stats this high… his card quality must be insane!"
"Hey… has Yun Huang started her basic tests yet? When can we see her results?"
Some couldn’t stomach the idea of Jiangxia’s entire martial exam being overshadowed by an "outsider."
Yet, their knowledge of local geniuses was shaky at best. After racking his brain, one anxious spectator could only blurt out "Yun Huang," and so the question hung in the air.
"Hard to say. There are only ten testing fields, and this year’s exam has three to four thousand participants. Bad luck could land her at slot 300 or 400."
Admittedly, the bar to becoming a superhuman was high.
Jiangxia had a settled population of 15 million, yet only 4,000 examinees qualified for the martial exam.
Eyes returned to the massive screen wall, scanning for live updates.
Barely two minutes later—
Just as anticipation peaked, the central feed abruptly switched.
The segmented smaller screens vanished, replaced by a fresh live stream. At its center, bold text declared:
[Testing Field A]
[Examinee: A-11, Yun Huang]
The shift electrified the crowd.
Here she was.
Jiangxia’s future hope!
On screen, a girl no taller than 1.6 meters stood calmly at the testing field’s center.
Her delicate features held a quiet focus, her gaze so inward that the surroundings might as well not exist.
The examiner’s voice rang out: "Examinee A-11, commencing basic tests. First, strength assessment."
Yun Huang stepped before the strength analyzer.
No dramatic stance—just stillness, then a simple extension of her right hand.
No surge of energy, only an aura of terrifying condensation gathering around her.
Numbers on the screen began to climb.
2000…
4000…
6000…
A collective inhale swept through the venue. This pace had already surpassed Liu Yuan’s final score.
The digits raced upward without slowing.
9000…
10000!
"Bzzzt!" The machine groaned heavily, the screen flickering briefly before locking onto a value.
[Strength: 19,352 kg!]
Silence.
A deathly hush gripped the crowd.
Every eye stared at the near-20,000 kg figure, doubting their vision.
This wasn’t sixth-tier Card Master territory—this was seventh-tier, or even elite seventh-tier strength!
From a martial exam candidate?
Seconds later, the venue erupted in a roar ten times louder than E6’s reveal.
E6’s 7,880 kg had drawn awe.
Yun Huang’s 19,352 kg wasn’t competition—it was annihilation.
The examiner’s voice continued, though even he struggled to keep composure.
His words trembled slightly: "Agility test—begin!"
Yun Huang moved.
It was speed beyond description.
Not mere evasion—her motion was a flawless dance of coordination and control.
Or rather, she seemed to charge forward recklessly.
Yet the red lasers bent around her, grazing past by impossible margins.
Meanwhile, blue laser spawn points materialized precisely where her fists landed, struck with unerring accuracy.
The screen’s data refreshed frantically, struggling to keep up.
[Dodge rate: 100%!]
[Strike accuracy: 100%!]
[Reaction speed: 0.061 seconds!]
[Speed: 27.5 m/s!]
Another set of earth-shattering stats!
The crowd’s shock escalated to screams and howls.
"Is this cheating?!"
This wasn’t even the same league of competition.
Finally, the magic test.
Yun Huang raised her palm toward the sensor orb.
No radiant glow, not even the faint cyan swirls E6 had produced.
The orb shrieked with unprecedented intensity, its inner light blazing to critical brightness.
The energy index skyrocketed.
3000…
4000…
5000…
6000!
[Magic Output Index: 7180!]
"Sev… seven thousand?!"
"Her magic output is double that of E6!"
"This is the kind of strength only someone who’s just broken into the seventh rank could have!"
Each of the three basic test results was the kind of data this year’s martial examinees wouldn’t even dare to dream about, no matter how high they stacked their pillows.
It completely shattered everyone’s understanding of what was possible.
E6’s earlier performance now seemed utterly insignificant in comparison to Yun Huang’s.
The examiner’s voice trembled as he announced the final comprehensive evaluation.
"Examinee A-11, basic tests completed. Strength: 19,352 kg, speed: 27.5 m/s, average reaction time: 0.061 seconds, energy output index: 7180. Comprehensive score: 9,326 points!"
[Comprehensive Score: 9,326 points!]
When this number appeared on the screen, the entire venue fell into stunned silence.
Everyone was too shocked by this unimaginable score to speak.
This wasn’t just a record for Jiangxia’s martial exams—it was likely the highest score ever recorded in the history of Great Xia’s martial examinee basic tests!
"This has to be the top scorer in Jiangxia! No—she might even be the top scorer in all of Great Xia!"
"Just now, we were talking about how terrifying E6’s results were… but compared to this, E6 seems like just a slightly talented amateur!"
"This is what a true monster looks like!"
Someone suddenly remembered something, their expression turning odd.
"Hey… didn’t that E6 guy leave looking pretty confident earlier?"
"Yeah, like he had the victory in the bag."
"But compared to Yun Huang’s score…"
"He thought he had first place locked down, only to get completely crushed by an actual freak of nature…"
"Ha! When you think about it, that exit of his… kinda makes him look like a clown, doesn’t it?"
"Strutting off like a champion, only to realize he was just the opening act…"
The laughter in the venue was mixed—part awe at witnessing such overwhelming power, part self-mockery for overhyping E6 earlier, and maybe even a hint of schadenfreude.
On the screen, Yun Huang merely gave the examiner a slight nod before turning and walking calmly toward the exit.
If she didn’t get back to training soon, that woman would start barking at her again.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
