Chapter 422

"To obtain the military certification, I must gain an absolute advantage."

"With an absolute advantage, I will take this exam and give no one else any chance."

This was the thought in Ping Han's mind.

He did not know how the others were performing.

But if someone else ended up like him, protecting the formation eye to 100% integrity, he would not be surprised at all.

So to further secure his advantage,

he decided... that merely protecting the formation eye to 100% integrity was not enough.

Before the exam ended, he would go all-out... and completely annihilate the Yellow Turban Army before him!

But accomplishing this before the exam ended was not easy.

He not only needed to erupt with full power, but also unleash a decisive, destructive force.

Amid the booming sounds,

the earth split open, and enormous ravines suddenly appeared, as if an invisible long blade was slicing the land, cutting out a massive rectangle.

While fighting, Ping Han had not constructed many defensive fortifications on the surface; instead, he had been continuously tunneling underground.

He cut the earth like a cake, carving off a huge chunk.

At that moment, as dust clouds soared into the sky, the severed land slowly rose upward, like a piece of cake being lifted out by Ping Han.

In his mind flashed scene after scene of his journey on the path of immortality, struggling until now.

"Working for others won't make you rich, and it won't break through to the Golden Core. In the end, you'll just burn through your lifespan and become someone else's potential on the immortal path."

"To break through to the Golden Core, you must get rich quick."

"And to get rich quick, you have to trade coins."

"Because for cultivators of our era, for us poor wretches... all other paths to sudden wealth and immortal destiny have been blocked off, one after another."

"I didn't choose crypto trading—the era chose it."

"Crypto trading chose me. Only through crypto trading... do I have a sliver of a chance to beat the rich. This is one of the few immortal opportunities left for the poor in this new age."

"Poverty makes you a ghost; wealth makes you an immortal. A few years of coin trading yields a result—far better than struggling bitterly for a hundred years, only to turn into a faint wisp of a soul."

Thinking this, Ping Han laughed heartily and declared aloud: "The immortal path has no road, so coins become the trail; seeking coins even unto death, my heart is firm as iron. Today... I'll gamble one more time!"

"Pull up this mountain!"

Instantly, as a series of assets and contracts were mortgaged, Ping Han squeezed out his last potential, driving countless magical treasures and dharma relics to their utmost efficiency.

Then, with a great shout, one magical treasure after another plunged underground, either releasing power or erupting with tremendous force...

Roar!

"Pull up the mountain!"

With a thunderous crash, the horizon that had only been slowly rising under the force of the Lesser Three Harmonies now violently shook and soared upward at incredible speed.

Like a great mountain rising from the ground, its rapidly spreading shadow instantly engulfed the Yellow Turban Army.

"Pull up the mountain!"

Amid his furious roar, Ping Han's veins bulged, his spiritual energy surged wildly, and his mana was being consumed at an unimaginable rate.

In his bank account, spirit coins kept jumping, steadily falling toward zero.

He raised his arms high, as if holding up the sky, glaring at the Yellow Turban Army with eyes wide in fury.

Then, his hands slammed down violently, as if to tear apart every obstacle on the immortal path, stepping up to the summit step by step.

Boom!

Amid an earth-shattering roar, the sky-obscuring land crashed down, about to grind everything before him to dust.

Amid the rumbling tremors, the ground undulated violently, like an earthquake, unleashing visible waves one after another.

The dust soaring into the sky instantly obscured the entire scene, blocking everyone's vision.

……

Seeing this astonishing strike, even the many judges and guests on the flying boat were visibly moved.

"A strike that gambles everything."

Qiyun True Lord said, "For a Military Certificate in the Earth-Wood system, it's been a long time since I've seen such an exciting exam."

"Ping Han earning the Military Certificate is truly well-deserved."

Director Gao, not far away, was also shaken in his heart as he watched this scene.

In this strike, he felt Ping Han's will, his fighting spirit, and even more so, his choice.

"Ping Han is not unaware of the risks of speculating in coins."

"Rather, knowing full well the risks, he is still willing to gamble everything time and again."

"He does not seek a long life of a hundred years, nor a steady, flowing stream... He only wishes to burn through everything, and afterward either become a ghost or an immortal—just seeking a clean,痛快 end."

"Ping Han, you..."

Director Gao let out a long sigh. He did not feel that the other's path of immortal cultivation was correct, but faced with such a resolute choice, he no longer intended to persuade him, and understood his own persuasion would be useless.

"I hope that after obtaining this Military Certificate, you can go further."

But just then, Tianxiang True Lord suddenly said, "It's not over yet."

His trunk curled, and the tusks in his mouth suddenly grew longer, his eyes filled with excitement as he said, "Zhang Yu has also made his move. Interesting, very interesting."

"Is there still a fight to be had in this exam?"

It wasn't just Tianxiang True Lord who noticed this; at this moment, many judges and guests present, one after another, had all turned their gaze to the other side of the examination ground, focusing on Zhang Yu's direction.

……

Feeling the faint tremors coming from the earth, Zhang Yu understood that this must be the commotion caused by the examination ground in another direction.

Though he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, merely sensing the continuous vibrations from the earth, Zhang Yu could imagine how fierce, how terrifying, how earth-shaking that strike was.

"Did someone think the same as me?"

"Simply protecting the formation eye's integrity at 100% is not necessarily a sure way to secure the Military Certificate."

"When multiple people all protect their formation eye's integrity at 100%, then the decision on who gets the Military Certificate must be based on other aspects."

"And clearly, the number of kills on the Yellow Turban Warriors will be an important consideration."

Just as these thoughts flashed through Zhang Yu's mind like lightning, he stood on the head position of the Formless Spirit General, silently mustering his strongest strike at that moment.

Inside the Formless Spirit General's dantian, one after another Blazing Field Tower and Soul Coagulation Tower launched attacks simultaneously, beams of thunder-fire and cold light striking Zhang Yu's Formless Cloud Qi, filling each of the twenty hollow points in the qi.

With the加持 of the Martial Dao Sacred Body, the 20th-level Nine Heavens Cloud Void Force was not only perfectly brought into play, but during the process of borrowing force to strike, it could rebound force more ferocious than the incoming attack.

At this moment, the power of each beam of thunder-fire and cold light, after being transferred through the Nine Heavens Cloud Void Force, gained an additional enhancement.

At the same time, the 20th-level Artifact Appraisal Art had already been secretly activated several times during Zhang Yu's process of devouring the remains of Yellow Turban Warriors.

At this moment, Zhang Yu was already extremely familiar with the structure of the Yellow Turban Warriors, and could see every weakness of each Yellow Turban Warrior present.

This would allow the power of Zhang Yu's next strike to be enhanced by another level.

In the next instant, as Zhang Yu pressed his hands together, the Lesser Trinity suddenly activated, causing the back of the Formless Spirit General to surge and undulate.

Ha!

Amid the fierce shout, besides the Xuanhuang Mountain-Sealing Seal, Zhang Yu also pushed the Great Wilderness Mountain-Moving Force to the 20th level, and the Imperial Earth Spirit Transformation to the 10th level.

At this moment, the power of the Lesser Trinity rose to the 16th level, instantly causing the Formless Spirit General's body to expand by a full size.

Everyone on the flying boat was visibly moved, with a thought arising in their hearts: "A breakthrough? The techniques of the Earth-Wood Seven Absolutes, breaking through in the middle of battle?"

This level of "breakthrough" would allow Zhang Yu's next offensive to gain another enhancement.

At the same time, techniques such as the War Demon Lifespan-Sacrificing Art and the Spring-Autumn Infinite Zen were activated one after another, allowing Zhang Yu's next move to gain yet another enhancement.

The next moment, a rumbling sound exploded.

As the 16th-level Lesser Trinity was activated with the support of the Martial Dao Sacred Body, hands of all different sizes suddenly burst forth from the back of the Formless Spirit General.

Under the control of the fourfold mind, streams of palms surged forth endlessly, blanketing the sky and sweeping toward all the Yellow Turban Warriors on the field.

Every palm, driven by the power of the Lesser Three Harmonies, unleashed the force of the Dragon-Elephant Mountain-Crushing Palm.

Each palm center contained the power of the Nine Heavens Cloud Void Force, and under the control of martial subtlety, it explosively unleashed attacks transferred from the Prairie Platform and Soul-Condensing Tower.

Meanwhile, within the Formless Spirit General's dantian, the Prairie Platforms and Soul-Condensing Towers continued their assaults, transmitting power through the Nine Heavens Cloud Void Force.

Under the enhancement of the Time-Scarred Demon Eye, the entire world seemed to enter a slowed state; the movement of every palm and the action of every Yellow Turban Warrior were all within Zhang Yu's perception.

The surging power, carrying explosive Qi, ruthlessly blasted toward the weak points of each and every Yellow Turban Warrior present.

Zhang Yu silently thought to himself: "This move can be called..."

"Nine Heavens Cloud Void, Thousand Hands Sacred Warrior!"

Every strand of power underwent layer upon layer of extreme enhancement.

Every technique employed struck the target's weak points with the most precise methods.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The earth shook, and dust and smoke roiled.

Each palm, wrapped in white mist-like Qi, bombarded the entire battlefield like falling meteors.

As soon as the surging power touched the bodies of the Yellow Turban Warriors, it flowed like water seeping through every crack, twisting and killing toward their weak points.

Under the terrifying assault, the entire ground was strewn with severed limbs of Yellow Turban Warriors and covered with fist craters and palm prints.

Everything only stopped when Zhang Yu's mana was nearly exhausted.

But just as everyone thought it was over, Zhang Yu, standing atop the Formless Spirit General's head, took a deep breath.

In his mind, the four-headed white ox bellowed toward the sky.

Under the limit burst, Zhang Yu forcibly stabilized his already heavily wounded body through activation.

In his dantian, where mana was nearly depleted, as Zhang Yu switched to the Qi Meridian Eternal Flow, strands of mana were forcibly squeezed out from the qi-blood, stamina, and essence within his body.

Zhang Yu violently spat out a large mouthful of blood, then grinned and roared in his heart: "Damn it... Body! Give me one more round!"

As he switched the Qi Meridian Eternal Flow to the Martial Saint Body, the next moment...

Nine Heavens Cloud Void, Thousand Hands Sacred Warrior!

Just during the first round of attacks, Zhang Yu had already prepared to launch the second round.

Now, one after another, palms wrapped in clouds shot up into the sky.

The clouds were full of Zhang Yu's bloodstains, so when these palms struck out, they fell to the earth like burning meteors, sweeping the entire battlefield clean once more just before the exam ended.