The young Cultivator quietly approached Daoist Fu Feng and whispered, "Brother Fu Feng, I haven't offended you or the Bao Family."
Daoist Fu Feng coughed a few times, only able to feign ignorance and said, "Calm down and watch; you'll understand soon."
The young Cultivator sat anxiously, only able to watch Wei Yuan head north. The two Confucian Scholars were an unexpected joy, both turning a blind eye to the Luck Secret Technique that Wei Yuan suddenly displayed.
Noble families each had their own Luck Secret Technique, among which the Bao Family's "Forget the Flowing Years" was especially famous for instantaneously boosting Bao Yun's strength. Since Li Zhi was promised to the Four Saints Academy, he certainly knew the "Leaving Chapter." Not only Li Zhi and Bao Yun but many descendants of large families also possessed the Luck Secret Technique. If things were taken seriously, probably twenty or thirty could be caught. Hence, the judges felt that this matter was fundamentally untraceable.
In the Central Army of the North, a girl in goose-yellow clothing looked at the sand table and, calculating the time, said, "If Li Zhi doesn't arrive within a quarter of an hour, we'll strike!"
Before her words fell, a few grains of sand suddenly fell from several small mountains on the sand table in front of her!
The girl looked up, calmly said, "This Li Zhi does have some ability, he actually came."
The people around the girl all looked to the south, all with calm composure, showing no signs of fear.
Unlike Li Zhi, these people had already connected with each other before the unified examination and had not started gathering their forces only after entering the dormitory. They also had deep faith in Bao Yun's tactics. By deploying the flanks, Bao Yun was forcing Li Zhi's main force to come and engage in battle, aiming to settle the opponent with one fight and finish the exam early to go back for a drink.
After a moment of observation, what appeared at the edge of their sight was not the yellow-clad army, but a moving mountain of flesh.
Wei Yuan, riding a pig, reached the top of a small hill and, standing high up, only saw the stretch of green-colored armor in front of him. In the Illusion Realm, everyone's chosen weapons and armors were automatically colored, so there was no confusion about factions.
All in the Green Army Formation also saw the yellow Heavy Armor on Wei Yuan.
Startled, Bao Yun asked, "Who is this person?"
Everyone shook their heads in confusion. They knew who the important leaders under Li Zhi were before the martial test, but no one knew who this pig-rider was.
While everyone hesitated, Wei Yuan did not stop, looking at the neatly arranged military formation in front of him, a strand of black silk once again entered the body of the mountain pig. The pig's body suddenly grew larger, its nose spewing more rapid white vapors that formed a large cloud, enveloping Wei Yuan within it.
Acting on an impulse, Wei Yuan pointed forward with his spear, and the mountain pig immediately howled to the sky, its cry echoing throughout the entire Illusion Realm!
The pig's two tusks quickly spread with blood-red color, and the white vapor sprayed also took on streaks of red. With its head lowered, it charged toward the military formation with the swirling cloud around it!
The military formation was initially very orderly, and the lined up personnel were also confident. However, this formation was designed to deal with Li Zhi's full assault, not for a small mountain-sized mountain pig. When a ten-thousand-pound mountain pig charged head-on at full speed, they realized their fear—it was simply not something human power could resist!
The first row in the center dropped their weapons and turned to run, and the next two rows, caught off guard, realized too late that they couldn't escape.
The mountain pig thunderously crashed into the military formation, and with a flick of its lengthy tusks, several men were sent flying. Those in mid-air, without a chance to struggle, only saw streaks of spear shadows before disappearing into light.
The military formation originally prepared to counter Li Zhi's full army assault was breached by Wei Yuan's charge.
Having broken through the formation, Wei Yuan clamped his legs. The mountain pig, still sliding from its immense inertial force, skidded several meters, sparking fire from its hooves before finally managing to turn around.
By then, a wide thoroughfare had been trampled through the center of the Green Army Formation, and several beams of white light successively rose from the dirt.
Numerous young men surged out next to Bao Yun and charged towards Wei Yuan. One shouted, "Don't be afraid! Let's join forces and kill that beast first!"
All the young men radiated faint lights and sprinted like lightning, clearly all possessing Luck Secret Techniques. At that moment, the mountain pig was just turning its enormous body around without having regained its momentum. The youths had already approached. They leaped into the air, targeting the mountain pig with various weapons.
Now that both parties applied their Luck Secret Techniques, Wei Yuan, with a shift in Divine Sense, sensed the Luck on their bodies. Under the mutual sensing of Luck, he felt that the three youths in front of him were like candles in the wind, small and feeble. In Wei Yuan's eyes, their movements also seemed as slow as snails, and being mid-air, they couldn't dodge or maneuver, making them perfect targets. Wei Yuan thrust his spear, one by one, and in an instant, all the youths dissipated into light.
Wei Yuan slowly withdrew his spear, his gaze settling on the remnants of the military formation. When the students in the Green Army Formation saw Wei Yuan looking over, they suddenly panicked and scattered in all directions.
Wei Yuan looked up to see the young boys and girls standing at the top of the slope. Holding his long spear forward, he pointed it towards the girl standing in the middle.
"How dare you!" A spirited young boy beside the girl burst into rage, stepping forward as he shouted, "I'll teach him some manners!"
Bao Yun softly said, "Be careful, Brother Xu."
The boy proudly replied, "Don't worry! A mere barbarian will be easy to capture!"
The boy clearly possessed the Luck Secret Technique as well, with two balls of purple flame igniting in his eyes and purple fire rising from his body. His speed suddenly increased by several times, like a purple fire dragon charging towards Wei Yuan, and then he leaped into the air, shouting, "Barbarian, face my sword!"
Wei Yuan watched the slowly approaching boy wrapped in purple fire and thrust his spear straight into his chest.
The boy leaped several meters, his sword shining like a cold star. However, just when the tip of his sword was still several feet away from Wei Yuan's throat, he could not advance further by even an inch.
The boy slowly looked down to find Wei Yuan's spear had pierced his chest without him noticing when, and two horizontal twigs had caught his body, preventing him from moving forward. He desperately stretched his arm, but his three feet long sword only moved forward two inches, never touching Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan swung his great spear in the air, making a circle, and with a strong flick, the boy was sent crashing into the group of people on the slope, followed by three beams of white light rising at the same time.
The girl sighed softly, her two small hands grasping a longsword, ready to take action herself.
Behind her, a boy holding a sword, whose appearance was not inferior to the girl's, grabbed her and said, "It seems Brother Xu is of no use."
The girl said, "But Brother Xu did his best! It's okay, I'll do it myself."
She struggled hard but couldn't break free from the boy's grip. He held her firmly, a faint smile appearing as he said, "Your Brother Xu, indeed, is brave. However, fighting and killing aren't really for him, I'll handle it."
"Humph, I can do it too!" The girl made a strong effort to move forward.
"No need for you to try." The boy pulled the girl behind him, saying, "To borrow a phrase from your dear Brother Xu, 'A mere barbarian, easily captured, right?'"
The boy drew his longsword, his clean energy rising, making him appear like an Immortal child. He moved unhurriedly towards Wei Yuan.
Watching the boy's retreating figure, the girl suddenly called out, "Xiao Yu… Brother, be extremely careful!"
The boy laughed heartily, his clean energy instantly rising three feet, pointing his longsword at Wei Yuan as he called out, "Three Thousand Lotus!"
Wei Yuan felt a blur in front of his eyes as he suddenly lost sight of the boy. All he saw were blossoming green lotuses. Those green lotuses shot forward like lightning, bombarding Wei Yuan, igniting a vast expanse of green fire rain. He couldn't even block, not knowing how many hits he had taken in that instant!
A massive burst of light rose, and amidst the green fire rain, the mountain pig vanished as light.
As the lotuses dispersed, the boy reappeared, his sword floating in front of Wei Yuan. His eyes were clear, gazing into the distance, not seeing Wei Yuan at all.
The boy's soft and gentle voice resonated, "Considering that you didn't immediately fall after facing my Three Thousand Lotus, if your test results aren't good, I will give you a spot in the blessed land. Now, go in peace."
The boy's eyes closed briefly, waiting for a few breaths before opening them to see Wei Yuan still standing in place, not having vanished as light.
Wei Yuan looked down at himself.
At this moment, numerous rice grain-sized dents and shallow scratches appeared on the leaves of his heavy armor—all marks left by that single strike of Three Thousand Lotus.
Wei Yuan assessed the size of the dents and depth of the scratches, and sincerely said, "You almost hurt me."
The boy's face turned increasingly pale, his long hair slowly drifting, and his lips involuntarily puckered, losing color gradually.