Chapter 349
The Despair of an Ant Trying to Shake a Tree
Chapter 349 The Despair of an Ant Trying to Shake a Tree
Ji Linglong felt something was strange; these people seemed to be somewhat obsessed.
Even if one has great confidence in Jiang Man, one should still abide by the basic facts.
Jiang Man has only been a few years since he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. Even if he advanced quickly, reaching the mid-Nascent Soul stage in a year, it's impossible for him to reach the peak of his realm now.
Two and a half years in the inner circle.
Even if everyone is focused on cultivation, it will only take two and a half years of training.
There's no way to be invincible.
Even with promotions every year, it would still take four years.
Moreover, the Nine Stars series has nine levels of spiritual development, which will take even more time.
But despite her thoughts, with no other options available, she could only hope that these people were right.
At least it gives me something to look forward to.
Once Jiang Man engages in combat with him, his hopes may be shattered.
Jiang Man didn't care about these things. It was his first time participating in the assessment, and he was curious about how many points he could get.
Should we press it down a bit?
If the score is too high, will I not receive the support of the three benefactors of the Ji family?
The books were then distributed.
"Three books: first, to test your cultivation level; second, to test your physical body; and third, to test the strength of your spirit or primordial spirit." Mr. Yan said seriously to everyone, "The practical battle will take place this afternoon, and the final results will be announced tomorrow. The scores will be calculated using the same algorithm as the assessment in July."
"Those with a Yuan Shen score of 85 or above can participate in the top three assessments."
Jiang Man looked at Mr. Yan and said, "Mr. Yan, this is my first time taking the exam. I would like to know what the maximum score is?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Yan was taken aback and said, "Perfect score? Perfect score for a regular primordial spirit?"
Jiang Man nodded.
Mr. Yan answered truthfully, "Eighty-four points."
Jiang Man was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Eighty-four out of ten?"
“This is the standard score, but since none of you are considered regular primordial spirits, the requirement is naturally one point higher,” Mr. Yan said.
It really is one point.
This was something Jiang Man hadn't expected.
However, if we consider the standard 84, that would be a level 7.
That's unconventional, wouldn't it be over a hundred points?
At this moment, Mr. Yan's voice continued: "Unconventional, full score: 99 points."
Jiang Man pondered for a moment, then starting from the fifth level, each realm of spiritual cultivation is only three parts.
However, there may still be some differences in strength among them.
The score is not necessarily fixed.
Jiang Man then asked if there would be an extra reward for a perfect score.
Mr. Yan shook his head, saying that he would have to wait for the major assessment.
Jiang Man then stopped asking questions and opened the first book, which tested cultivation level.
It is still in the form of writing.
The power of the body is drawn to books, thus prompting the writing.
Jiang Man did not suppress it in the slightest, allowing the power to flow and write its contents.
As long as you finish writing everything, you will receive all the cultivation points.
Points will be deducted if some are missing.
Jiang Man wrote it all down without keeping any copies.
The same applies to physical testing.
When it came to the mental test, Jiang Man hesitated for a moment.
I've decided to try and see if I can control the score.
The morning assessment went smoothly; everyone was focused on writing.
Jiang Man didn't write quickly.
He doesn't pursue speed, but rather feels the pull of power during the assessment process.
It will allow him to better control his power.
When it was over, he let out a heavy sigh.
"How did you do on your exam, son-in-law?" Qingdai asked curiously.
Jiang Man calmly replied, "It should be 85 points."
Upon hearing this, Ji Linglong, who was standing nearby, paused for a moment and said, "Eighty-five?"
She only has the confidence of eighty.
Bai Ming, having just advanced in cultivation, wouldn't get a perfect score; at most, he'd get 85 or 86.
Before she could voice her doubts, Mr. Yan's voice came down: "Let's begin the drawing of lots. The primordial spirit will draw first."
There are six primordial spirits in total.
The results came out quickly.
Jiang Man spoke to Ji Meng.
Qingdai faced Qixi.
Ji Linglong to Bai Ming.
Looking at the slip of paper, Jiang Man helplessly glanced at Ji Meng beside him.
"Is Young Master Jiang going to teach me a lesson?" Ji Meng asked with a smile.
Jiang Man said in a serious tone, "Let's make it clear beforehand that we can't use charm magic."
Ji Meng nodded: "Okay."
Jiang Man hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Miss Ji Meng, what is your cultivation level?"
Don't die before you even begin your mission.
Even if they fought with all their might, they wouldn't be a match for Himemu.
Even using the methods of evil gods might not be enough to defeat them.
Getting first place is really not easy.
"Late stage of the Primordial Spirit realm, advancing to the Primordial Spirit realm isn't that easy," Ji Meng said.
Jiang Man was still somewhat worried, wondering if they could win in the later stages.
The first match was between Ji Linglong and Bai Ming.
The winter wind blew down from above the courtyard, making everyone's robes flutter.
Ji Linglong frowned, deciding to wear down her opponent.
Ji Meng and Jiang Man definitely won't consume too much energy.
Actually, there is another option: these people are here for Jiang Man, as long as Jiang Man loses to Ji Meng.
There were no problems after that.
For him, his mind and spirit will not be harmed.
Giving up one's future fiancée is nothing.
It's better than being defeated by a fully realized primordial spirit.
"Excuse me." Bai Ming stood in the center of the field, a smile on his lips, his white robes billowing in the wind. "I am now invincible in this courtyard. Even if you all joined forces, you might not be my match, let alone you alone."
There was one more thing he didn't say: he could easily defeat Mr. Yan.
But that would be considered extremely treasonous, so I dare not say it.
If Mr. Ji tells him, Mr. Tantai will teach him a lesson.
They taught Mr. Yan with more enthusiasm than anyone else. Was it really because Mr. Yan was a teaching assistant?
It's obvious that they're intentionally cultivating him.
Let me tell you another story: a mediocre Golden Core student teaches a group of Golden Core geniuses, Nascent Soul geniuses, and even prodigies who have achieved mastery of the Nine Star series.
He doesn't believe there's no one behind him.
After Mr. Yan said "Let's begin".
Ji Linglong did not hesitate for a moment.
She took a step forward, and her aura suddenly exploded, her long hair was whipped up by the air currents, and dark clouds gathered from all directions, blocking out the winter sun.
The courtyard suddenly darkened.
Thunder roared.
Countless bolts of lightning converged, striking down like beams of light.
Great spell, Heavenly Thunder!
Upon seeing this, Bai Ming laughed heartily, spread his arms, and a huge figure appeared around him.
The giant blotted out the sky and reached out to grab the thunder.
The giant waved his hand, grasping the countless bolts of lightning that were falling into his palm. Then, from his high vantage point, he unleashed a thunderous punch.
boom!
The fist slammed into Ji Linglong.
At this moment, Ji Linglong's long hair swayed rapidly in the wind, and her robes were torn in several places by the shockwave.
Faced with such an attack, she dared not hesitate for a moment.
The sun shone brightly in her eyes, her pupils turning a golden-red from the intense light.
She then made a hand seal and struck out with her palm. A red sun appeared behind her, and thunder roared above her head once again, the sound of which was deafening.
A powerful spell: thunder in a clear sky.
boom!
Fist and palm collided.
The shockwave exploded between the two men, sending rubble flying and crashing against the walls.
The onlookers all took a few steps back in unison. An Rong was pushed back by the shockwave and staggered, but Cao Cheng grabbed her arm.
In an instant, the giant's hand vanished, along with the lightning it carried.
Ji Linglong was sent flying backward, her feet leaving two deep marks on the ground as she landed, barely managing to stand.
Her breath weakened rapidly, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, which she wiped away with the back of her hand.
Bai Ming, who was standing in mid-air, was somewhat surprised and looked down at her: "Two major spells? You've advanced so quickly?"
Not daring to be overconfident, he immediately repaired the giant's arm and struck down once again.
If we wait a few more months, the situation might be reversed.
boom!
A loud bang.
Ji Linglong was knocked away.
But as she landed, a force caught her.
Bai Ming did not take the opportunity to make a move.
He simply looked at Ji Linglong calmly and said, "I won. I told you that my courtyard is invincible now, and you can't stop me."
Ji Linglong gritted her teeth and said nothing. She was indeed no match for Bai Ming now.
She approached Jiang Man and the others and said, "This is all I can do to wear him down. He just advanced to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, so the cost is higher than expected. If Xiao Qing wins, she can also wear him down a bit, and you might not be without a chance of winning."
Jiang Man looked at the other person, intending to continue with a mysterious smile, but seeing the other person's injuries, he finally said, "I am also at the peak of the Primordial Spirit stage."
Ji Linglong was taken aback.
His eyes were fixed on Ji Meng.
It's as if to say, "Is he out of his mind?"
Ji Meng smiled and said, "If needed, I can also achieve perfection."
Ji Linglong thought both of them had something wrong with their brains.
She was so tired. Why did she have to face these two people all by herself?
It wasn't that she didn't want to believe it, but that it was impossible.
She had read Ji Meng's information; advancing to the primordial spirit stage was difficult, and achieving a perfect primordial spirit stage was not easy either.
Jiang Man, on the other hand, had only recently advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.
It doesn't align with her understanding.
She didn't set the standard based on her own speed, but rather on a standard that was several times faster than herself.
However, she was extremely tired and could only sit cross-legged to recover first.
The second match was between Xiaoqing and Qixi.
Everyone else was curious to see how exciting their fight would be.
The facts are quite remarkable.
The two women were evenly matched, bombarding each other with spells, movements, and strength.
The beauty of strength is embodied in them.
Each collision was accompanied by an arc of light, which was particularly dazzling under the gray winter sky.
In the end, both sides suffered heavy losses.
None of them were able to proceed to the next round of assessment.
Zhuo Bufan and the others were somewhat disappointed; Xiao Qing had almost won.
Since they were on the same side, they naturally hoped that Xiaoqing could win.
Ji Linglong felt a little regretful, as this would reduce the energy expenditure.
"You're just stubborn," Zhao Yaoyao said kindly. "You have no idea how dazzling Jiang Man's brilliance is. We outer disciples all live in the same small courtyard, how could we not know?"
Ji Linglong remained silent. Could Foundation Establishment and Primordial Spirit be the same?
Moreover, it took him more than three years to go from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core, and more than five years to go from Golden Core to Primordial Spirit.
It's not unreasonable for the primordial spirit to reach perfection in eight years, is it?
I even calculated it to be about five years for him.
Now you're saying he might achieve perfection in three or four years? Based on the previous progress, that's impossible.
More importantly, if things were truly perfect, we would have been competing for a spot long ago.
But he didn't go on the third mission.
The third match was between Jiang Man and Ji Meng.
They didn't use any powerful spells, and they suppressed their power to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Everyone could tell that the two of them hadn't used their full strength.
In the end, Himemu was defeated.
All that's left are Jiang Man and Bai Ming.
Bai Ming looked at Jiang Man with a sigh and said, "Actually, you could have simply accepted defeat and avoided me."
“You all don’t understand,” Jiang Man said, looking at the other person.
"Understand what?" Bai Ming asked.
"You understand how strong I am, how talented I am, and how hard I work in my training," Jiang Man said calmly.
"There are countless geniuses within the Immortal Sect, we've seen them all before." Bai Ming said, taking a step forward and spreading his power.
Suddenly, a gigantic figure appeared.
He looked down at Jiang Man and said, "Perhaps it's not that I don't understand, but that you don't understand. No matter how talented you are, you still need to look up to us and avoid our sharp edge when we have the advantage of time. Otherwise, you will have to bear the price and suffering of arrogance."
You're too arrogant.
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant unleashed a punch that carried a storm.
Jiang Man stood in the giant's shadow, looking up at Bai Ming.
The winter wind picked up again, ruffling his coat. His expression remained unchanged, neither tense nor excited.
He simply stood there, watching the other side's attacks, neither pleased nor saddened.
boom!
The fist came straight at Jiang Man.
A tremendous roar erupted, and the powerful shockwave forced everyone to retreat a short distance.
All of this power was poured onto Jiang Man.
Those watching were all taken aback.
Ji Linglong couldn't sit still any longer and immediately stood up, wanting Mr. Yan to stop her.
Ji Meng pressed down on her shoulder, the pressure light but steady: "No rush, let's take another look."
Ji Linglong turned around and glanced at Ji Meng.
The other party's expression was so calm that it didn't seem like they were watching their own people get beaten up.
The dust settled, and the storm of power subsided.
The fist landed right in front of Jiang Man, but couldn't get an inch further.
It was as if he had hit an invisible wall; the giant's fingers were even shaken slightly by the impact.
Jiang Man stood still, her clothes not even moving.
"This is pure power aura." Qingdai's pupils shrank slightly, her voice filled with undisguised surprise. "Physical body, cultivation level, and primordial spirit, all integrated into a power barrier, and its strength is so high."
"Has the son-in-law's cultivation level and control over power reached such an astonishing degree?"
When did this happen?
"What is this?" Bai Ming withdrew his hand in surprise and looked down at his fist. His knuckles were slightly numb, and the force of the recoil made his arm tremble slightly.
Jiang Man looked at the other person, her body rising little by little.
He looked at Bai Ming and said softly, "What it is is no longer important. What's important is that you can continue attacking and experience the despair of an ant trying to shake a tree."
Upon hearing this, a flash of anger crossed Bai Ming's eyes: "An ant trying to shake a tree? How much do you underestimate me, or how much do you overestimate yourself?"
Then his power erupted in full force.
The giant's body blazed with boundless power and light, and a wave of heat swept over them, forcing everyone in the courtyard to raise their hands to shield themselves.
The giant then unleashed a terrifying barrage of punches.
boom!
boom!!
boom!!!
Each punch carried a destructive force, and the ground beneath the giant's feet sank into deep craters.
The powerful force struck Jiang Man, but it was all deflected and could not penetrate the barrier of power.
Each bombardment was like a pebble thrown into a deep pool.
Not even a splash.
As Jiang Man reached the same height as the giant, he began to move towards him.
It's not fast, you could even say it's very slow.
But every step was steady and secure, as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard.
Bai Ming was furious.
He relentlessly unleashed the power within his body, each punch heavier than the last, the giant's light growing ever more intense.
He wanted to show Jiang Man who was truly arrogant.
However, no matter how he attacked, Jiang Man's figure kept getting closer to him.
His strength was insufficient to budge his opponent in the slightest.
It is truly unshakeable, not even in the slightest.
how can that be possible?
That's impossible.
Bai Ming's breathing became rapid, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
His punches became faster and heavier, but the feeling of punching them was like hammering a mountain.
The mountain will not move.
The mountain didn't care.
At this moment, Jiang Man had leisurely arrived at the top of the giant's head.
Looking down at him.
"Do you understand now?" Jiang Man looked at the other party, stretched out a hand and placed it on the giant's head, and his voice rang out again: "It's not your fault if you don't understand. It was my silence that gave you the illusion that you had defeated me."
Then, the power of perfected primordial spirit burst forth from his palm.
The weight of the force was as heavy as the vast earth.
The liquid poured down from his palm, pressing the air so hard it hummed.
A snap.
Cracks appeared on the giant's head, spreading from the top of his head to his face, then to his shoulders, and finally the entire head shattered, turning into countless points of light and dissipating.
The force pierced through the shattered giant and landed on Bai Ming.
boom!
Bai Ming was sent flying by the force and crashed heavily to the ground, the bluestone slab beneath him shattering into a spiderweb-like crack.
Dust rose and then slowly settled.
Fear flashed in Bai Ming's eyes.
He didn't see Jiang Man make a move; it was just the weight carried by his strength.
Just how heavy is his power?
"If you don't cultivate with him, seeing him is like a frog in a well gazing at the moon; if you cultivate with him, seeing him is like an ant looking at the blue sky," Lin Qingshan's voice rang out.
The news reached everyone's ears.
Bai Ming's pupils twitched, then his eyelids rolled back, and he fainted.
Ji Linglong stared blankly at this scene, then realized, "He's already so strong, why would he lie to them about pills?"
Zhao Yaoyao walked up to her at some point, crossed her arms, and looked at Jiang Man slowly descending in the arena. Her tone was calm: "See? If one day you encounter danger and wave after wave of powerful people come but are helpless, if you can see Jiang Man arrive..."
Congratulations, you're saved.
Mr. Yan was also filled with emotion at this moment.
Jiang Man had become so powerful that she couldn't comprehend it.
Fortunately, she was naturally suspicious and didn't believe that the other party really wasn't aiming for the top three.
How could someone as pretentious as him possibly let go of such a great opportunity?
It doesn't fit his personality.
Jiang Man slowly landed in front of Mr. Yan and said, "I'm number one, right? Where's the spirit sword?"
Mr. Yan remained silent for a moment, but in the end, he still gave the spirit sword to the other party.
(End of this chapter)