Chapter 421: Fight Heaven and Earth

Suddenly, the Formless Spirit General controlled by Zhang Yu opened its mouth and spat out a blazing ray that streaked across the sky, sweeping through a large group of Yellow Turban Legion a hundred meters away, knocking soldiers and horses over in chaos.

At the same time, the Gold-threaded Jade Disc floated above the head of the Formless Spirit General, and as streaks of Solar Rays and Deep Freeze Rays swept out, they destroyed each approaching Yellow Turban Warrior one by one.

However, a Yellow Turban Warrior over ten meters in size charged straight through the barrage of rays, its surface armored with several meters of plating, rendering conventional long-range attacks apparently ineffective.

Just then, the Formless Spirit General struck out with a palm, accompanied by a howling gale, carrying a force like an avalanche as it pressed down toward that Yellow Turban Warrior.

That Yellow Turban Warrior was about to dodge, but the Earth-Suppressing Seal in the palm of the Formless Spirit General suddenly activated, and an invisible force field temporarily hindered the Yellow Turban Warrior's movement.

The next moment, as the massive palm slammed heavily onto the Yellow Turban Warrior's head, the avalanche-like power poured out, yet under exquisite control it pierced through the layered armor of the Yellow Turban Warrior, converging inside its body and continuously exploding.

Amidst the bang-bang-bang-bang of explosions, that Yellow Turban Warrior, which had been rampaging moments ago, trembled and slowly fell to the ground.

Roar!

Following that, the Formless Spirit General opened its mouth and spat out another long line, like a lightning bolt streaking across the sky, shooting toward the distant Yellow Turban Legion.

Surging waves of air burst open one after another in the distance.

At the same time, the Formless Spirit General twisted its body, unleashing layer upon layer of power, and charged like a cannonball toward the Yellow Turban Legion.

At this moment, Zhang Yu gathered all his cultivation base, his construction techniques and achievements, and the power of all his artifacts... converging them all onto the Formless Spirit General.

The Formless Spirit General he controlled transformed into a primordial beast that could tear the sky and split the earth, sweeping back and forth through the tide-like Yellow Turban Legion, sending severed limbs and broken walls flying into the air.

Similar fierce battles were also taking place in other examination fields over ten kilometers, or even more than twenty kilometers away.

With the arrival of this final wave of the Yellow Turban Legion's offensive, the pressure felt by the examinees surged dramatically.

Su Yanyang and another examinee suddenly fell into crisis.

Only Ping Han, Zhang Yu, and Xiao Yunji still maintained control of the rhythm, having some spare strength to ensure the array eyes remained intact.

But this was still not their most dangerous moment.

As the military certification exam entered its final minute, the Yellow Turban Legion underwent another transformation.

More than a dozen huge Yellow Turban Warriors drew together, and after a series of contractions and changes to their bodies, they connected into one, instantly turning into a many-armed and many-legged monster.

This Yellow Turban monster was like a huge mountain of flesh, with pairs of twisted, reversed arms on its back and chest, and pairs of long legs arranged like spider legs on its lower body, while various twisted joints and bodies writhed together like a nest of snakes.

Roar!

The heads of more than a dozen Yellow Turban Warriors squeezed together and let out a furious roar in unison, spraying streams of Iron Armor Divine Thunder like a metallic flood, peeling away layers of the ground surface, gradually revealing Su Yanyang's underground palace.

Behind this Yellow Turban monster, more Yellow Turban Warriors were completing their combinations, turning into even more monsters.

On the flying boat.

Director Gao's gaze sharpened: "The final minute, the most critical minute, has arrived."

Not far away, a hint of interest appeared on Zhenjun Qiyun's face: "Let me see what surprises these students still have in store for me."

Zhenjun Tianxiang commented: "These Yellow Turban Warriors were probably manufactured before the great development of artifact and spirit corpse transformation technology, weren't they?"

"The combination transformation technique is somewhat crude, adopting many methods that were still in the lab at the time."

Zhenjun Qiyun nodded and said: "Indeed, they are not standardized products, but after combining, they share weapons and the armor becomes thicker, so their combat capability has indeed greatly improved."

"The biggest drawback is probably that they cannot last long, which is likely why this batch of Yellow Turban Warriors later went out of use."

"But using them in this last minute of the exam hall is just right."

Zhenjun Tianxiang: "In the final minute, these Yellow Turban Warriors are just unleashing their strongest combat power, and it also pressures these examinees on the scene to see where their limits lie, so that we can determine who is superior."

While the two judges were conversing, changes were already occurring continuously on the exam field.

Su Yanyang's burial underground palace lay exposed like a lifted skull cap, completely revealed before the Yellow Turban monsters.

Accompanied by earth-shaking tremors, the monsters charged straight down, using the most mindless and irresistible violence to break through Su Yanyang's defensive fortifications one by one, digging out Su Yanyang along with the array eye.

Just as Su Yanyang and another examinee were brutally eliminated.

Xiao Yunji, transformed into a high-speed train, repeatedly created sonic booms, like a white lightning bolt crisscrossing the earth, piercing through the bodies of one Yellow Turban monster after another.

But soon, more and more Yellow Turban monsters tore at her body, clinging to her frame like tumors, weighing her down and slowing her more and more.

Magical Skeleton Synchronization Rate 80%

Magical Skeleton Synchronization Rate 79%

Feeling her body increasingly hindered by the Yellow Turban monsters, Xiao Yunji let out a furious roar, erupting with excruciating pain from her entire being.

"I must get the military certificate!"

"I want to keep studying!"

"I don't want to go work for a company!" Her body suddenly split apart, the over ten-meter-long high-speed train dividing into five sections that shot off in all directions at high speed, grinding down the surrounding Yellow Turban monsters one by one.

At the same time, as her body split apart, her Magical Skeleton Synchronization Rate suddenly dropped again, plummeting to 50%.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts so much!"

"Why are you still alive even when I hit you this hard!"

The pain seemed to drown every nerve, making Xiao Yunji want to destroy everything in sight as she madly shredded the Yellow Turban monsters before her.

But just as her body was caught up in the frenzied slaughter, a Yellow Turban Warrior charged straight for the formation's core and launched an attack.

Formation Core Integrity 98%

Receiving this alert, Xiao Yunji roared in fury and charged madly at the Yellow Turban Warrior. Her five bodies struck like five bolts of giant lightning, tearing the enemy to pieces.

…

"What a pity for Xiao Yunji."

On the flying boat, Perching Cloud True Lord said calmly, "She's already lost her chance for the military certificate."

Next to him, Celestial Phenomena True Lord remarked casually, "What's there to pity? After breaking through repeatedly, Ping Han's strength already surpasses all the other examinees. It's only natural Xiao Yunji can't get the military certificate."

"As for this Zhang Yu, he's turned out to be quite unexpected."

Perching Cloud True Lord nodded slightly upon hearing this. Even he hadn't expected Zhang Yu to last this long.

At that moment in the examination field, only two examinees—Ping Han and Zhang Yu—still maintained 100% Formation Core Integrity.

Ping Han had fully activated his magical skeleton and his magical artifacts at maximum output. The entire examination field seemed to shatter as he furiously suppressed one Yellow Turban monster after another.

Zhang Yu, on the other hand, commanded his Formless Spirit General like a wild beast rampaging and fighting, blocking incoming attacks through desperate battles time and again.

Whether in fighting spirit or strength, body or magical artifacts, both of them had pushed their states to the limit at this moment, unleashing all their potential and reserve power.

At this moment, both had reached the white-hot stage of battle.

Celestial Phenomena True Lord said, "Magnificent. I thought Ping Han alone was enough to surprise me, but I never expected there to be a Zhang Yu who could fight him to this extent."

Perching Cloud True Lord looked at their battlefields with expectation: "From what we've seen so far, Ping Han is still firmly in the lead, but I wonder if they still have hidden cards to play."

On the other side, the Fifth-Rank True Divine Geng Chenyi also recalled the data and evaluations on Ping Han and Zhang Yu.

One had accumulated years of experience, originally a genius in the Civil Engineering department, but fell to rock bottom due to cryptocurrency speculation. Yet he never gave up or faltered, ultimately crawling back from the abyss. Now, riding the momentum of the Divine Coin, he turned the power of heaven and earth to his own use, vowing to sweep the examination field and seize the military certificate.

The other possessed peerless talent, perfectly combining civil engineering, artifact techniques, and his own martial arts abilities, pushing every ounce of power and every shred of potential he possessed to their limits. At this moment, he fought heaven and earth with his own strength, confronting the Yellow Turban monster army head-on.

At this moment, Geng Chenyi looked down upon both battlefields and saw not merely the struggle between examinees and Yellow Turban monsters, but a fierce duel between Ping Han and Zhang Yu.

No, it wasn't even merely the fierce duel between Ping Han and Zhang Yu.

Rather, with a single thought from the Nectar Divine Lord from thousands of miles away, causing upheaval here, he watched Ping Han roam freely within this heaven and earth and watched Zhang Yu struggle desperately beneath it.

Geng Chenyi thought to himself, "Zhang Yu at this moment might be said… not to be contending with Ping Han, but to be bearing the unintentional thought of the Divine Lord from thousands of miles away."

Director Gao watched the intense battle between the two on the examination field and felt an unprecedented tension himself.

"Zhang Yu actually held out to this point?"

"This kid… he must have been planning this long before the exam, right? To contend for the military certificate."

Director Gao thought he already understood Zhang Yu's talent and ability well enough, but he never expected the young man's progress over the past year to far exceed his predictions.

"Who will win in the end? Who will take the military certificate?"

At this moment, Director Gao suddenly realized that no matter who obtained the military certificate, he would feel a sense of regret—regret for the other student who failed.

Director Lin, standing nearby, looked coldly at the battlefield: "Ping Han... Zhang Yu... How is it that among these stubborn war faction types, genius after genius emerges?"

Just then, the gaze of Lord Celestial Phenomenon sharpened: "The last dozen seconds or so..."

He looked toward Ping Han's battlefield and smiled: "So Ping Han indeed held something back?"

At the same time, everyone else also focused their gazes on Ping Han's location.

Then, amid the earth's tremors, vast clouds of dust soared into the sky, and the horizon began to rise slowly.