Surge of Cultivation

A faint layer of golden light enveloped Ye Qingdi. Ye Qingdi closed his eyes and gathered his consciousness, instantly changing the environment around him. He was now standing on a battle stage with a radius of ten zhang and a height of ten zhang.

The crowd gathered around the arena as thunderous applause sounded out. Countless fluorescent sticks were dancing in the air, and from time to time, one could even hear "Ye Qingdi, do your best!" and "Ye Qingdi is the best!" The cheers and cheers rose and fell in succession.

"Looks like the Federation's AI virtual battle system has levelled up again. It actually added in a fan feature … "Haha, this feeling is not bad. It's very exciting!" Ye Qingdi heard the surrounding virtual fans shouting his name and cheering for him. He knew that these were all illusions, but his blood was still boiling along with the thundering sounds.

All of a sudden, the space in front of him trembled slightly. With a flash of silver light, a two meter tall, burly man with a bare upper body appeared on the other side of the stage.

One side of his head was bald, the other side had a long, flat head. A eye-catching scar extended from his left forehead all the way to his right chin, his left eye was covered by a black eyepatch, and his right eye emitted a cold and vicious light, as if he was a wolf that was about to pounce on its prey.

"Oh my god, the creator of this AI virtual system is really a brainless fellow. He actually designed such a disgusting image of a muscular man! Sigh, why is my opponent not a beautiful female warrior with a voluptuous body and sexy clothes? Only then will we be able to fight with vigor! " Ye Qingdi screamed out in dissatisfaction in his heart.

Although the muscular man's image could give some students a psychological shock, it was completely useless against Ye Qingdi. From the opponent in front of him, the aura he could sense was only slightly stronger than Fei Yingjie and the torpedo that he had exchanged blows with.

However, Qiu Zhan was hoping that he could defeat this virtual opponent within five minutes. He must have some hidden agenda, right? Alright, since that's the case, I might as well give it my all and not let him down.

"Ding … …"

A crisp and urgent electronic bell rang beside his ears. Ye Qingdi's heart jumped as he knew that the official battle was about to begin.

Roar!

The muscular man had been preparing for a long time. After hearing the bell, he shouted loudly and stomped on the ground with his left foot. He rushed towards Ye Qingdi like a cheetah.

He took a step forward and his body unexpectedly shot forward at the speed of lightning nearly ten meters. After his right foot landed on the ground, he also used a step to forcefully stomp forward and his body once again borrowed the momentum to rush ten meters forward.

The two ends of the arena were separated by thirty meters. The muscular man only used three or four steps to rush to Ye Qingdi from the other side. The ground behind him was left with deep footprints from his heavy stomps, and some of the footprints even had cracks.

When he was still a few meters away from Ye Qingdi, the muscular man's right fist, which was tightly clenched under his ribs, had already struck forward like lightning. His entire fist was wrapped in a blinding white light, and the tip of the fist was pointed straight at Ye Qingdi.

Cheetah Lightning Fist!

New martial art: Electric Assault!

When Ye Qingdi heard that this new martial art was cultivated to a high level, when he punched out, the astonishing energy that gushed out from the fist would turn into a long lightning, attacking the opponent from a distance.

However, the muscular man in front of him was too weak. The white light condensed from his energy could only gather around his fist. Although it could be used for close-combat, he did not have the ability to turn the white light into a lightning bolt that could extend out.

Even so, if he was hit by his fist that carried white light, it would still feel like he was hit by a high-voltage electric current. The weaker one would immediately lose his ability to fight, so he had to be on guard.

Ye Qingdi's current strength was already much stronger than the virtual muscular man. In addition, that night when his consciousness entered his central dantian's red pagoda to fight with the red-armed Arhat, his combat experience had greatly increased. Although the muscle man's Leopard Lightning Fist was incomparably sharp, it was basically nothing to him.

If it were not for the fact that defeating his opponent would cause a sensation among the students outside, Ye Qingdi was confident that he could end the battle in the first round. However, right now, he could only use his Greater Teleportation to deal with the muscular man as much as possible.

In the battle, the two sides' hands and feet would occasionally collide a few times. When the electric current came attacking Ye Qingdi, Ye Qingdi relied on his strength to be stronger than the other side, urging out some spiritual Qi, and forcefully forced the electric current back, ensuring that he would not be harmed.

Although the muscular man was only a virtual martial artist, when he was hit by a backlash of electric current, the expression on his face would also become extremely painful. In addition, his throat was accompanied by a series of extremely angry roars, and soon after, his fists became fiercer and fiercer, and the white light on his fists became more and more dazzling.

Each punch was more powerful than the last. If it was a weak student, then perhaps they would have already fallen under his fist. Ye Qingdi, on the other hand, relied on his agility, abundant in spirit energy, to ridicule his opponent to his heart's content, causing this virtual muscular man to be extremely angry and roar in rage. However, no matter what, he was unable to get close to Ye Qingdi's clothes.

"Ding … …"

The electronic bell rang once more, indicating that the final ten seconds of countdown had already begun.

At this time, seeing that the opponent was charging towards him with a fist, he did not retreat, but instead moved to the side to avoid the muscular man's fist. His body continued to spin, his hands firmly holding onto the man's right arm as he bent his waist, abruptly using his strength to throw the muscular man, who was much taller than himself, ruthlessly out.

Buddhist Sect Stele Throwing Hand!

This set of close-combat martial arts from the Buddhist Sect was being fully displayed by Ye Qingdi at this moment. It was perfect!

The muscular man flew up high and fiercely fell down. After landing on the ground, the tremors even caused the ground to tremble slightly. He was still unable to stand up even after the electronic bell rang at the end of this test of strength.

"Attack Power 350, Defense 350, Movement Skill 35, Comprehensive Index 735 …" "Damn, who is this guy, he's so strong!"

"I don't know him!" I don't know! "I don't understand!"

"Such a good result. I'm sure I'll be able to enter the excellent student class after the start of the term."

"Envy, jealousy, hate!"

"He is our West Capital's Fourth True Martial University's Ye Qingdi." How is it? We are sworn brothers. In the future, if anyone dares to offend me … "Heh heh …"

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In the last ten seconds, Ye Qingdi easily defeated his opponent. When his stats were displayed on the screen, it immediately caused a sensation among the spectating students.

The opening match of the first round was publicly recognized as the most difficult battle in the entire year. He did not expect that this student called Ye Qingdi had not only endured for five minutes, but had also at the very last moment achieved a perfect result by defeating his opponent. He had passed the examination with ease.

Some of the students from the Fourth Stage of the True Martial University knew that Ye Qingdi had defeated the strongest student of the academy, Torpedo, so they took it for granted that Ye Qingdi had passed this time's strength exam. When they heard that the people around them were all discussing about Ye Qingdi, they also felt proud of themselves and took the opportunity to brag about it.

Those students who did not know who Ye Qingdi was were also surprised by his superb strength. They thought that if they were to enter the number one True Martial University in the Central City, it would be best not to provoke him.

"Group 1, Ye Qingdi, Attack Power 350, Defense 350, Movement Techniques 35, Comprehensive Index 735, Knock down the opponent, pass the strength test; Group 2, Shi Liwen, Attack 289, Defense 299, Movement Techniques 28, Comprehensive Index 616, Knocked down by the opponent, failed the strength test; Group 3, 1 …"

After the first round of the assessment ended, the loudspeakers began to broadcast statistics on the strength of each and every student participating in the assessment. At the same time, those students also walked out of the private rooms, some of them feeling elated, some feeling dejected, and some even pounded their chests and stomped their feet as they cried loudly.

When Ye Qingdi walked out of the room after the exam was over, he was met with looks of admiration, admiration, and jealousy from the students. Compared to the scene in which he was ridiculed, ridiculed, and ridiculed by the students when he failed the Strength Trial due to his poor results at the Fourth True Martial University, it was like comparing the heavens and the earth.

Because he had promised Yu Xiaoxiao and He Dazhuang that he would leave together, Ye Qingdi did not leave in a hurry after the completion of the exam. He said goodbye to Yu Xiaoxiao and He Dazhuang, who were waiting in line for the exam, and slipped out of the square.

Green fields, gardens, rockery, pavilions, lakes, weeping willows … Although the number one True Martial University in the capital was located in the city, it was like a paradise, filled with flowers and birds chirping.

At this time, the school hadn't even officially started and it was rare to see the other students in the True Martial University. Ye Qingdi walked through a birch forest trail, swam past a garden, and then sat down on a bench beside an artificial river. When he looked up, he actually saw a pair of students passionately kissing on a grass patch at the edge of the willow forest on the other side of the river.

The male student put one of his hands around the female student's neck, while the other mischievously reached into the female student's shirt and rubbed vigorously. The female student's hands weren't idle either, nimbly moving around the male student's body.