Chapter 162: Trampling Su Yu? The Arhat Golden Body Manifests!
Zhang Xiaobai's appearance instantly made all the spectators present cheer.
"As the Sword Emperor's disciple, I don't know what's special about him."
"That's right, I see this Zhang Xiaobai is still ranked seventy-first on the Heavenly Pride Ranking, two places higher than Beichen; could his score possibly reach above 195?"
Everyone began discussing.
You should know, scores above 195 have never exceeded ten in the entire history of the college entrance exam.
And those heavenly pride scorers who manage to get above 195 in the college entrance exam all become top monsters of Daxia in later days.
Among them, the most renowned are the Civil King and the Martial King.
As for the Martial King, needless to say, although he bears a martial title, his scheming is no less than that of the Civil King.
Coupled with his incomparably strong strength, he is even the first king of Daxia after the Slay Dragon King.
The Civil King, however, is a disciple of the Slay Dragon King; although his strength falls short of the Martial King's, his scheming is such that even the Martial King would not dare provoke him lightly.
If one were to say, the Martial King has previously trapped and killed many kings.
Then the Civil King's record would seem rather insignificant.
But all that can be said is that, when the Slay Dragon King went to slaughter the dragon race, behind him the Civil King was devising plans.
Just this point alone is enough to make the Civil King's fame resound!
The remaining heavenly pride scorers who scored above 195, although their fame is not as formidable as that of the Civil King and Martial King,
but they are absolutely powerful, renowned on the Myriad Races Heaven Ranking.
It is clear, then, what scoring above 195 in this second stage signifies.
Within the Martial Artists Association.
The Martial King chuckled as he looked at the little fatty in the live broadcast room.
"This guy, I saw him when I was with the Sword Emperor; back then he was just a chubby baby, and I never expected that after so many years, that baby would have grown to this extent."
The other kings also smiled faintly.
"Although Zhang Xiaobai's appearance is not outstanding, after receiving guidance from the Sword Emperor his ability is absolutely top among the younger generation, and with his golden talent he might even score above 195 like Beichen."
"Indeed, the Sword Emperor's vision is so vicious; in the end only Zhang Xiaobai became his disciple—one must say, this Zhang Xiaobai's talent is terrifying to the extreme!"
Numerous kings voiced their praise for Zhang Xiaobai.
Only the Charm King lay lazily in his chair, letting out a cold snort.
The Shadow King's brow furrowed slightly as he spoke in a low voice.
"How? Does the Charm King possibly have a different opinion?"
The Charm King didn't even lift his eyelids, speaking lightly.
"None of your business!"
"You!"
The Shadow King glared at the Charm King, never expecting the Charm King to give him so little face.
Had those present not all been kings, the Shadow King might have already struck out directly.
"Enough!"
The Martial King's brow furrowed slightly.
"You're all grown adults, yet you're squabbling like children—what's the point?"
"Charm King, could it be that you have a different opinion?"
The Martial King looked toward the Charm King and spoke gently.
The Charm King opened his mouth lightly.
"This little fatty is not bad, and he also received guidance from the Sword Emperor's uncle, but in my view he's not even one ten-thousandth of Su Yu!"
As soon as these words were spoken, they instantly provoked ridicule from all the kings present.
"I say, Charm King, you're not joking, are you? Both Zhang Xiaobai and Su Yu have golden talent—how could the claim that they're not even one ten-thousandth of Su Yu be true?"
"Yeah, and Zhang Xiaobai has already achieved the Five Revolutions Flawless Golden Body; give him some time and he'll soon break through to the Flying Heaven Realm."
"Such a monster, yet coming from your mouth, Charm King, it's said to be not even one ten-thousandth of Su Yu?"
Everyone was bewildered, especially the Shadow King, who mocked wildly.
The Charm King acted as if he hadn't heard, and even couldn't be bothered to respond.
Only the Martial King's brow furrowed slightly, and he said nothing.
At this moment, in the live broadcast room, Zhang Xiaobai's figure also moved.
"Quick, look! Zhang Xiaobai is about to move!"
The countless netizens in the live broadcast room exclaimed excitedly.
All that could be seen was Zhang Xiaobai extending his soft, chubby hand and pressing it against the first stone tablet.
Five Revolutions Flawless Golden Body
A dark golden radiance, like a blazing sun, flickered.
"Hmm, the Five Revolutions Flawless Golden Body—indeed as expected, exactly as stated on the Heavenly Pride Ranking!"
"That's right, but looking at Zhang Xiaobai's aura, it seems even more vast than Beichen's—no wonder he's the Sword Emperor's disciple!"
Everyone praised him immensely.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Xiaobai came onto the second stone tablet.
His palm pressed firmly against it.
Instantly, a dazzling light burst forth from the second stone tablet.
The golden halo, in an instant, surpassed the radiance previously displayed by Beichen.
"This this this...."
Countless spectators watched all of this, their eyes filled entirely with shock.
"Such a brilliant light—could his talent score be above ninety‑five?"
The crowd stared in amazement at everything before them.
Immediately after, the score slowly appeared in everyone's view.
One hundred ninety‑eight points!
The bright red score flashed instantly into everyone's sight.
"This, this, this—it's terrifying! The score actually reached one hundred ninety‑eight!"
"Hiss, what was the highest score in history again?"
"I recall it being one hundred ninety‑nine, the score left by the former Blade Emperor; when the Sword Emperor took the entrance exam, he only just hit one hundred ninety‑eight. No wonder he's the Sword Emperor's disciple—he has exactly the same talent!"
One hundred ninety‑eight points—just one point shy of a perfect score!
For a moment, the entire Daxia audience boiled over.
You should know, one hundred ninety‑eight is the record left by the Sword Emperor.
And Zhang Xiaobai, as a disciple of the Sword Emperor, actually achieved such a result.
In an instant, countless spectators erupted in cheers.
"With such a Heavenly Champion, how could the Human Race not prosper!"
"Hahaha, truly worthy of being Jingdu's number one demon prodigy, indeed awesome!"
Countless spectators kept cheering.
Even within the Martial Artists Association.
Several King-Conferred Strong Ones couldn't help but have their pupils contract.
"No wonder he's the Sword Emperor's disciple—one hundred ninety‑eight points; I never reached that level back then!"
A King-Conferred Strong One sighed, speaking with a hint of envy.
"Indeed, I was only at one hundred ninety‑three back then, and this Zhang Xiaobai managed one hundred ninety‑eight; now I finally understand why the Sword Emperor took him as a disciple!"
A King-Conferred Strong One nodded, acknowledging.
Even the Martial King praised.
"Not bad; back then I was only at one hundred ninety‑six, and this Zhang Xiaobai can surpass me. The future of the Human Race could even give birth to another Half‑step Emperor Realm, not impossible!"
At that remark, the entire conference room instantly filled with the sound of stunned breaths.
Very few in all of Daxia could make the Martial King utter those words.
Even the Civil King, comparable to the Martial King, has never heard those words from him.
Clearly, Zhang Xiaobai's talent is evident.
Inside the conference room.
Shadow King let out a cold laugh.
"With such talent, yet someone claims it's less than one ten‑thousandth of Su Yu's—truly blind!"
With those words, the conference room fell silent.
Gazes one after another slowly fell on the lazy, seated graceful silhouette.
Charm King slowly opened his eyes; within his deep brown pupils, a cold glint flashed.
"I said it—he's less than one ten‑thousandth of Su Yu, and that's that! What? You still have objections?"
Shadow King sneered as he spoke.
"Zhang Xiaobai's talent stands shoulder‑to‑shoulder with the Sword Emperor's; by saying that, aren't you claiming the Sword Emperor is less than one ten‑thousandth of Su Yu? Even if you're the Flower Emperor's daughter, you can't slander the Sword Emperor like that!"
In an instant, even the Martial King's brows furrowed slightly.
The three top pillars of the Human Race are its foundations, intolerable to any defamation.
Not even the offspring of those pillars may!
The cold hue in Charm King's eyes deepened.
But soon, Charm King suddenly laughed.
"No wonder you, Shadow King, have been promoted to King-Conferred Strong One for so long yet remain stuck in the early stage—your vision is limited. Sharpen your eyes. Oh, I forgot to tell you all, Su Yu's talent score was a perfect score in the mock exam!"
With that, all the King-Conferred Strong Ones' breathing became rapid.
Even the Martial King sprang to his feet, glaring at Charm King.
"Charm King, are you sure? Why haven't I heard South King say that?"
Others may not know what a golden full‑score talent represents, but as the pinnacle of the Human Race, the Martial King certainly knows.
It signifies infinite hope!
Charm King didn't even glance at the Martial King.
"Check it yourself later!"
Shadow King spoke again.
"Even if it's a perfect score, what does it matter? Su Yu is only a second‑stage Pure Golden Body; even with a full‑score talent, he ends up at just one hundred ninety‑four, never even reaching one hundred ninety‑five. What can he compare with Zhang Xiaobai?"
Charm King, irritated by Shadow King, gave a cold glance and then spat out two words.
"Idiot!"
Shadow King erupted in fury.
But under the Martial King's shadowy gaze, he returned to his seat.
He could only snort coldly.
Soon, Su Yu's figure appeared in the live broadcast room.
With Su Yu's arrival, countless bullet comments began flooding.
Not a proper son!
Furthermore, there are netizens from Jingdu shouting arrogantly.
Damn it, how could Su Yu win the little princess's heart! Impossible!
Hmph! After the second-stage test ends, the little princess will know that Su Yu is just a good-for-nothing; I saw his mock exam score, he didn't even reach 195, so how could he!
Exactly, the true heaven-chosen one is still Bei Chen Zhang Xiaobai; Su Yu simply doesn't deserve to be with the little princess!
North, plus one!
Their hatred for Su Yu ultimately stems from Ling Er calling him 'husband' and Tang Nian Bing's earlier stance in the southern region.
Especially those netizens from Jingdu and Modu.
Originally, some people looked down on other regions, but now their own little princess has called someone they look down on 'husband'.
What are they to do?
They can only flood the bullet comments with the words 'Su Yu, not a proper son'.
In the virtual world.
Su Yu naturally didn't know what those netizens were thinking; looking at the scene before him, identical to the mock exam, he gave a slight smile.
Su Yu's gaze slowly fell upon the stone tablet not far away.
I just don't know how the score for my Arhat Golden Body is supposed to be determined!
Su Yu murmured, and a faint anticipation welled up in his heart.
Afterward, Su Yu came before the first stone tablet.
He slowly placed his hand on the stone tablet.
Immediately, a weak suction force emanated from the stone tablet.
Although this force was weak, Su Yu involuntarily activated his Arhat Golden Body.
At the instant the Arhat Golden Body appeared,
A jade-white light instantly appeared on the stone tablet.
Like a full moon, silver light poured over the land.
At that moment, in the live broadcast room, the crowd waiting for Su Yu to make a fool of himself only saw countless jade-white lights instantly filling the entire screen.
Silver light? What's going on?
Someone looked at the screen in confusion.
And some powerful cultivators, upon seeing that jade-white light, had their pupils contract instantly.
For example, the Martial Artists Association now.
At the instant that jade-white light appeared, the Martial King leapt up from his chair as if his butt were on fire.
He stared fixedly at the light on the screen.
The other Kings-Conferred also reacted, excitedly staring at the screen, even their voices trembling.
Golden Body like jade, white as silver light.... Martial King.... Could this be the legendary.... Arhat Golden Body!
A King-Conferred spoke tremblingly.
Instantly, in the meeting room, all the King-Conferred Strong Ones' bodies shuddered.
The Shadow King's face grew even uglier.
Before, they were mocking Su Yu, but now he might very well have forged the legendary Arhat Golden Body.
Undoubtedly, it was a slap to the Shadow King's face from a King-Conferred.
The Shadow King consoled himself inwardly.
Impossible, absolutely impossible; the Arhat Golden Body hasn't appeared for thousands of years—how could it appear on Su Yu? It must be that his Golden Body has mutated!
Hmm, mutation, definitely a mutation!
Golden Body mutations have occurred in history; this mutated Golden Body differs from ordinary ones, and the color it displays also differs greatly.
In the Shadow King's view, Su Yu's Golden Body might not be the Arhat Golden Body; perhaps it's merely a mutated Golden Body.
However, the next moment, a line of small text appeared in the live broadcast room, utterly making the Shadow King's face turn extremely ugly.
Three-turn Arhat Golden Body!
One hundred points!
Just those few words directly caused the Martial King, who is second on the Heaven Ranking, to have his breathing become hurried.
He stared fixedly at the screen, then exclaimed excitedly.
When the Arhat Golden Body appears, our Human Race will surely give birth to an Imperial Realm!
End of Chapter
