Chapter 300: Evil Ox Hammer

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu was startled in his heart. He immediately got up, walked out of the secret chamber, and headed straight for outside the cave dwelling.

A moment later, the thick cave dwelling door opened slowly. Wang Yu walked out and immediately saw three people standing by the pond outside the cave dwelling.

One of them was "Uncle-Master Li," and the other two were a white-faced scholar wearing a Confucian robe and a high-crowned man who looked to be thirty-five or thirty-six years old.

The white-faced scholar and Uncle-Master Li were chatting with smiles, while the high-crowned man did not say a word, but his face was full of coldness.

Seeing Wang Yu walk out of the cave dwelling, the white-faced scholar stopped talking and looked over with a smile.

"Is this Nephew Wang?" the scholar said with a smile.

"This disciple is indeed Wang Yu. I pay my respects to the few Uncle-Masters." Wang Yu bowed to the three people.

"I won't say any nonsense. Wang Wang Shidi Yun and I are ordered to come and assess Nephew Wang's true disciple application. As long as the nephew can pass the assessment, you can be granted the status of a true disciple in the sect.

Is the nephew prepared to accept the assessment?" The white-faced scholar was not polite and stated the purpose of this trip directly. The high-crowned man beside him looked at Wang Yu coldly from head to toe.

"Since this disciple has submitted the application, I can naturally accept the assessment at any time. But I wonder how the assessment will be conducted?" Wang Yu replied without hesitation.

"It is very simple. The reason the Elder Council and the Sect Master accepted the nephew's true disciple application is mainly because Nephew Wang killed several demonic path true disciples in the Jialan Secret Realm with astonishing strength, making great contributions to the sect.

Therefore, if the nephew wants to become a true disciple, you must truly be able to suppress all Qi Refinement disciples and be the number one person in the inner and outer sects. So, we only need to assess the nephew's strength.

The assessment method is also simple. Wang Wang Shidi Yun Cang has just succeeded in Foundation Establishment and has not even started learning Foundation Establishment cultivation techniques. As long as Nephew Wang can take one full-power strike from him and remain unharmed, you will pass the assessment." The white-faced scholar spoke eloquently and pointed to the high-crowned man beside him.

Yun Cang? A Yun family cultivator?

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu looked at the high-crowned man in surprise, but he said to the other party without hesitation:

"Then I will trouble Uncle-Master Yun for guidance."

"Let's say it first: I, Yun, will not show mercy when I strike. If Nephew Wang Yu feels you cannot take it, it is best to admit defeat in advance. Besides, the space here is too small, let's go outside." Yun Cang said coldly, then turned and walked toward the bamboo forest behind him on his own.

The bamboo forest instantly turned into rolling white clouds and opened up a small path.

Clearly, this bit of illusion restriction at the edge of the cave dwelling had no blocking effect on Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Yu Bin followed without hesitation.

Seeing this, Uncle-Master Li also followed with a smile.

"Kid Wang, this Yun Cang is the Foundation Establishment cultivator pushed by the Yun family who also wants to fight for the true disciple status. It is best if you have some idea in your heart." A transmission of the old man's voice reached Wang Yu's ears, and his heart felt slightly cold.

A moment later, in an open ground outside the bamboo forest, Wang Yu and the high-crowned man stood facing each other from a distance.

In mid-air to the side, Yu Bin and Uncle-Master Li were hovering respectively.

Both of them were looking down with great interest, clearly also very interested in Wang Yu's true strength.

"I heard that Nephew Wang Yu killed three demonic path true disciples in the Jialan Secret Realm, and demonic path true disciples have always been ranked by strength. Those who can become true disciples are all people with outstanding actual combat experience and hands stained with blood. So I am also very curious about the nephew's strength. Do you truly have the ability to take a second-rank strike?" The high-crowned man said coldly, and slowly took out a rusty bronze small hammer from his sleeve. It was no more than half a foot long, but there was a curved horn on each side of the hammer head, vaguely forming a lifelike ox head.

"Evil Ox Hammer? Why did the Yun family bestow this second-rank artifact to Yun Cang? This artifact is famous for its ferocity and is best at suppressing people with force. Whether Wang Yu can take it is really hard to say. Could it be that the people above do not want Wang Yu to pass the assessment?" Uncle-Master Li in mid-air saw this bronze small hammer, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Yu Bin, asking tentatively.

"That is not the case. I have never heard of the Yun family bestowing this hammer to Yun Cang. It might be that he borrowed it privately." Yu Bin saw the bronze hammer, his expression became a bit ugly, and he snorted.

"Then it is a bit troublesome. If Nephew Wang Yu truly cannot take it, it will not be easy for Senior Brother Yu to explain when you go back." Uncle-Master Li laughed lightly upon hearing this.

The white-faced scholar's gaze flickered repeatedly, but he did not say anything more.

Wang Yu below moved his ears slightly.

Having already quietly activated overclocking, he heard the conversation between the two Foundation Establishment cultivators in the air clearly. He narrowed his eyes at the ox-head bronze hammer opposite him and shook his sleeve.

"Sou," "Sou," "Sou."

Three pale red mirrors flew out one by one, circling and dancing around his body. At the same time, he took a deep breath, and his upper body suddenly expanded by a large margin, bursting his clothes and revealing the lifelike tiger-head pattern on his back.

After Wang Yu exhaled another breath, his body expanded again, turning into a small giant two zhang tall. At the same time, wisps of golden mist emerged from his body, quickly wrapping around his massive body, vaguely condensing into a phantom of exquisite golden armor.

Seeing Wang Yu's transformation and the release of the artifact, the high-crowned man's mouth curled into a cold smile. He just shook his wrist, and the ox-head bronze hammer in his hand shot into the sky. At the same time, he formed seals with both hands and chanted words.

The bronze ox-head hammer hummed, and its volume expanded wildly against the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a terrifying giant object the size of a two-story pavilion. At the same time, dozens of pale white spirit shadows appeared on its surface. After spinning around on the giant hammer head, they vaguely condensed into a massive white ox-head phantom and let out a low "Moo" sound toward where Wang Yu was.

Artifact spirit!

No, that's not right. A second-rank artifact cannot have an artifact spirit. This is a wisp of monster beast divine soul imprisoned in the artifact!

This is a rare soul artifact!

As soon as Wang Yu saw the white ox-head phantom, the corners of his eyes could not help but twitch twice. But as an artifact refiner, he immediately recognized the true face of this massive ox-head phantom. Even so, his expression became solemn at once.

He also let out a low shout and raised his hand to cast a spell toward the main mirror of the Mother-Child Floating Mirror.

The next moment, the three pale red mirrors also shone with red light, blooming with twelve pale red spirit pattern phantoms, releasing a pale red light shield, instantly protecting Wang Yu layer by layer underneath.

This was precisely the three-layer Fire Flame Shield defensive form of the Mother-Child Floating Mirror.

Seeing this, the high-crowned man opposite did not say a word, pointed one hand at the giant hammer in the air, and poured his magic power into the hammer from a distance.

The next moment, the bronze giant hammer spun quickly, and faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, whistling sounds erupted in the nearby void, and a coarse, white, hazy hurricane took shape quickly in the air. Amidst a low "Moo" sound, the massive hurricane-like giant object plunged fiercely toward where Wang Yu was below.

Amidst the booming sounds, the momentum was incomparably fierce, just like a giant dragon hunting for food.

Seeing this, Wang Yu's expression sank. He formed seals with one hand again, and the three-layer Fire Flame Shield that originally shrouded himself suddenly deformed, simultaneously condensing and stacking upward, turning into a crimson light shield about a zhang in size. It was incomparably thick, with three layers, blocking firmly above his head.

"Boom."

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering loud noise came, and the white hurricane crashed into the thick light shield. ===== CHAPTER 301 =====