51: The gap is too big? (Second more)

"Defeat the Outer Sect Disciple behind me who has the Innate Realm cultivation base, and you shall pass."

Hearing these words from the tall, middle-aged man, Mo Fan focused and swept his gaze over him.

Suddenly, his Virtual panel flickered, and identification information appeared.

[Yang Lin, Yuxu Academy Outer Sect Deacon, Foundation Establishment Sixth Level, cold-faced but warm-hearted, kind-natured, and enjoys helping the weak against the strong.]

Seeing this identification information, Mo Fan couldn't help but be taken aback.

"I didn't expect this Deacon Yang to look so fierce, yet be such a good person."

While thinking this, Mo Fan identified the two people behind Yang Lin.

First was the one on Yang Lin's left, of medium build, wearing a white training uniform.

[Zhao Yong, Yuxu Academy Outer Sect Disciple, Xiantian Third Level cultivation.]

Mo Fan: "???"

Seeing this identification information, Mo Fan frowned.

Isn't this a bit unreasonable?

Generally speaking, Utility Disciples apply for the Promotion Assessment as soon as their cultivation reaches the Innate level.

After all, after reaching Innate, if one wants to progress further, they need to utilize the resources of the Outer Sect.

There are even quite a few people who start applying for the Promotion Assessment while their cultivation is only at Body Tempering Peak.

But regardless of whether they are Utility Disciples with Innate cultivation or Body Tempering Peak cultivation, it is obviously impossible for them to be a match for an Outer Sect Disciple at the Xiantian Third Level.

After all, the opponent not only has a higher cultivation base than you, but also possesses more Advanced Cultivation Techniques, Martial Skills, and combat techniques.

In this situation, how many Utility Disciples can pass the Outer Sect Promotion Assessment?

Just as Mo Fan was puzzled, Yang Lin's voice rang out.

He pointed to Zhang Tong on his right, who had a slightly bloated figure and was wearing a black training uniform, and said:

"Of course, under normal circumstances, you only need to spar with Zhang Tong, and you don't need to actually defeat him; as long as you demonstrate impressive combat ability, you will pass."

After saying this, he pointed to Zhao Yong on his left and said:

"Zhao Yong's strength is a bit higher than Zhang Tong's; he will only take action if Zhang Tong completely loses the ability to fight."

Hearing this, Mo Fan immediately focused and swept his gaze over Zhang Tong.

His Virtual panel flickered, and Zhang Tong's identification information quickly appeared.

[Zhang Tong, Yuxu Academy Outer Sect Disciple, Xiantian First Level cultivation.]

Seeing this, Mo Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wanting to defeat someone at the Xiantian Third Level is indeed a bit difficult.

As for the Xiantian First Level, it's not a big problem.

At the same time, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.

"Now, you few, line up in front from left to right in the following order.

"Ye Hu!

"Yu Feifan!

"Wu Jiangming!

"Yang Yi!

"Xu Jing!

"Mo Fan!"

The few immediately lined up in order.

Yang Lin looked at them and said indifferently:

"Not bad, there are actually six people who applied for the Promotion Assessment this month; you have great ambition!"

Saying this, his tone shifted, and he fixed his gaze on Mo Fan and Xu Jing, continuing with a cold face:

"Of course, there are also some people who seem to be newborn calves that are not afraid of tigers.

"I would like to add a reminder here: if you see the gap, don't be afraid of losing face during the battle; just admit defeat directly.

"After all, losing face is better than losing your life."

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers were bewildered.

What happened?

Could it be that another Utility Disciple below Body Tempering Peak cultivation has overestimated their abilities and applied for the Promotion Assessment?

Under normal circumstances, once one's cultivation breaks through to above Body Tempering Seventh Level, they can apply for the Promotion Assessment.

However, those who come to participate in the Promotion Assessment are basically Utility Disciples with Body Tempering Peak cultivation or Innate cultivation.

After all, the content of the assessment is to fight against an Outer Sect Disciple with Innate cultivation.

A lower cultivation level is just asking to be slaughtered; if you're not careful, you could be injured, crippled, or even killed.

Fists and feet have no eyes; that's not just a saying.

In reality, a Utility Disciple with Body Tempering Peak cultivation who can pass the Promotion Assessment can be considered a combat Genius.

Such people don't even appear a few times a year.

Just as everyone was puzzled, Xu Jing hurriedly lowered her head, trembling with nervousness.

"Don't be afraid; with your successful cultivation of the Absolute Shadow sword, you can already be considered a top-tier combat Genius. Defeating an ordinary Xiantian First Level Martial Artist shouldn't be a problem."

"Mm." Hearing Mo Fan's words, Xu Jing nodded, her heart settling down quite a bit.

At the same time, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.

"Finally, let me introduce the strength of each examinee.

"Ye Hu, Xiantian First Level cultivation.

"Yu Feifan, Xiantian First Level cultivation.

"Wu Jiangming, Body Tempering Peak cultivation.

"Yang Yi, Body Tempering Peak cultivation.

"Xu Jing, Body Tempering Seventh Level cultivation!

"Mo Fan, Body Tempering Seventh Level cultivation!"

When Yang Lin introduced the first few, everyone's reactions were still normal.

Even though there were two examinees with Body Tempering Peak cultivation, they weren't surprised.

But when he introduced Xu Jing and Mo Fan, everyone opened their mouths wide, their eyes bulging larger than an ox's.

"What's the situation? Is something wrong with my ears?"

"Damn! Coming to participate in the Promotion Assessment at Body Tempering Seventh Level?! Are they crazy?"

"Is there a mistake? There's actually an examinee at Body Tempering Seventh Level?!"

"These two... are they here to die?"

"Or are they not very smart?"

"Uh, I guess they were invited by the academy to add some entertainment value—"

Some were shocked, some were complaining, all feeling that it was absurd for a Body Tempering Seventh Level to appear in the Promotion Assessment.

"Is there a possibility that they are top-tier Geniuses capable of fighting across ranks?" someone boldly guessed.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There are definitely people who can defeat someone with Innate cultivation at the Body Tempering Seventh Level! But not in the Menial Service Yard!"

"That makes sense. How would such a Genius end up in the Menial Service Yard?" Everyone thought about it and agreed with this point of view.

"Haha, no wonder Deacon Yang said the phrase 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers'; it turns out there were two guys who didn't know their own limits and applied for the Promotion Assessment..."

Mo Fan: "..."

Xu Jing: Σ(д|||)

Just as everyone was complaining, Yang Lin's voice sounded again.

"Now, Ye Hu, Zhang Tong, step forward! "Everyone else, follow me and retreat to the edge of the Martial Arts Stage!"

A moment later, only Ye Hu and Zhang Tong remained in the center of the Martial Arts Stage.

Yang Lin raised his hand, pointed to the wooden rack placed to the side with various weapons, and said:

"You can choose the weapons you are familiar with; start the battle on your own once you are ready."

Neither Ye Hu nor Zhang Tong had cultivated any weapon-related Martial Skills, so they exchanged a few polite words and began the real combat.

"Watch out, I won't go easy on you!" Zhang Tong shouted, clenched his fists, and smashed toward Ye Hu.

Immediately, the wind howled as his fists moved, waves of Qi rolled out, and the momentum was terrifying.

In response, Ye Hu was not afraid. He let out a muffled shout, pressed his five fingers together into a palm, and went to meet Zhang Tong.

Immediately, the two fought together, and their powerful Protective Aura directly tore the marble floor.

Immediately, gravel rolled, and dust flew everywhere.

The battle lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

Just as Ye Hu was beaten back step by step, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood, his expression listless, and despair rising in his heart, Yang Lin's voice rang out.

"The gap in strength is too great; the assessment is a failure."

As his voice fell, Zhang Tong stopped his attack.

After stretching, he began to close his eyes and rest, waiting for the next examinee.

As for Ye Hu, his legs went limp, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and fell backward into the rubble.