182: C182 Stress Test

C182 Stress Test

After understanding the real Yun Luo and experiencing many battles, Zhang Fan had become more and more adept at it. This sort of speed borrowed the power of the Rushing Thunder Technique to achieve an instant of agglomeration and an instant of explosive growth.

One second. He was taking advantage of this second.

In his previous life, he had long since gotten used to it, and that was to carefully observe every single battle. This was because if his opponent made a mistake, then it would become a fatal weakness that he could target with either a one hit kill or a storm-like attack. His final goal was to die.

Under this sharp light, a bloody wound instantly appeared on the Magical Beast's neck. Zhang Fan's right hand gripped the wound, and as it opened, energy condensed. Once again, the blood flowed out horizontally, flowing even faster.

Zhang Fan was forced to retreat after he had done all of this. At the same time, the magical beast let out a low growl, and its originally vicious gaze suddenly dimmed. However, it still charged towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's body did not move. When the magical beast was still one meter away from him, it suddenly collapsed, letting out a deep sound.

Letting out a small breath, Zhang Fan's entire body became relaxed. Although he was confident in fighting a Spirit Level magical beast, the consumption during the battle was enormous.

Furthermore, because he had used the Soul Reversal Transformation at the last test point, the energy that he had used had once again become extremely depleted. The side effects of the Soul Reversal Transformation had also gradually appeared.

Looking at the old man, Zhang Fan couldn't help but say, "Did I pass?"

Judging from the battle just now, Zhang Fan's control had reached a very strong stage. Not only was his grasp accurate, the entire battle process did not have the slightest trace of panic, only one point could be seen. Zhang Fan had definitely experienced this sort of battle many times before, otherwise, he would not have been able to remain so calm and unflustered.

However, what he found hard to imagine was that such a young man had to experience something like this …

"Give me your plate," the old man said after a long while.

Zhang Fan nodded his head as he moved forward. First, he took the young magical beast into his bosom before giving the tablet to the old man.

When the old man received it, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Fan once more. He discovered that the little magical beast was lying modestly in Zhang Fan's embrace. An extremely strange feeling arose in his heart.

He stretched out his right hand and a force appeared. After a complicated mark appeared on the plate, he handed it to Zhang Fan and said, "Alright, go to the next test point. Oh right, during the test period, there is no difference between day and night.

Zhang Fan could understand this, but it could be considered a form of training towards willpower.

"The next test is in the Full Moon Pavilion. As for the assessment, you will understand when you get there." The old man continued, "The Full Moon Pavilion is behind the Martial Hall. You can go there if you go around it."

Zhang Fan nodded his head and walked outside.

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, the old man felt that Zhang Fan should be able to pass the examination and reach the end. If he couldn't, the old man would only feel pity.

Directly attacking the opponent's weak point? And judging from the position, Zhang Fan's grasp of the situation was absolutely perfect.

Walking out of the room, Zhang Fan saw that there were already quite a lot of people gathered here. It seemed that there were quite a lot of people who could make it here.

Walking outside, Zhang Fan couldn't help but take a look at the sky and realize it was already close to dusk. Thinking of the old man's words, Zhang Fan helplessly shrugged and walked forward.

When he arrived at the Full Moon Pavilion, Zhang Fan did not linger and directly walked in.

After entering, Zhang Fan found that there was still a large hall. At this moment, there were more than twenty people waiting inside. When Zhang Fan entered, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What is the test for?" Zhang Fan was completely puzzled, because there was nothing else in the hall.

"Brand," At this moment, a middle-aged man walked up and said to Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Fan handed over the plaque, the man nodded his head and said, "Let's wait over there."

After arriving there, Zhang Fan took a look at the number of people. Adding him in, there would be around twenty-five people, and what he wanted to do was actually, to his surprise, there were seven or eight girls among them. Surprised expressions slightly appeared on their faces.

"Ai, after waiting for a long time, there's finally a person here!" Zhang Fan helplessly said as he walked over.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Hearing this voice, Zhang Fan's eyebrows shot up, but he did not think too much and waited patiently. After twenty minutes had passed, Zhang Fan stood there with his eyes closed, recovering along with the fluctuations of energy within his body.

After spending so much energy in front, the next test would probably become more and more difficult. Thus, it was definitely better to maintain one's peak condition.2

He did not know how long he had been standing there, but when he heard the sounds coming from all around him, he suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, he noticed that thirty people had arrived, and right in front of them was a grey-robed old man. The old man stood there, giving off a very ordinary feeling, but when he sensed the fluctuations of his soul, he could actually sense a very dangerous aura from the old man, needless to say, the old man was very strong, otherwise he would not have such a feeling.

"This test will test how much pressure everyone is under. Thirty people, each separated by a meter, will pass if you're able to last half an incense stick of time." The aged voice rang out, and Zhang Fan's gaze landed on the old man. At this moment, he felt a slight fluctuation on his body, as if it was coming from the old man.

After the thirty of them separated, one of the men lit a candle, instantly causing Zhang Fan to feel even more suspicious. At the same time, his body trembled, and his eyes filled with shock, because an incredibly terrifying pressure instantly pressed down on them, causing Zhang Fan, who had not been prepared in the slightest, to immediately bend over. This was not bad at all.

In his shock, Zhang Fan seemed to have understood something. He raised his head with great difficulty and looked at the old man. This aura came from the old man. How terrifying was the strength of this old man?

As for the old man, his eyes did not have the slightest trace of emotion. Moreover, as time passed, the pressure on him increased bit by bit.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan clenched his teeth and slowly straightened his body. There were so many people here, he definitely couldn't be inferior to them. He had to be the best, he had to leave, and even with one breath, he still had to last.

Five minutes was no exaggeration. It took Zhang Fan five minutes to tense his body up. From this, it could be seen how terrifying and powerful the pressure was.

When Zhang Fan stood up straight, he could clearly feel waves of energy rising from his surroundings. The multicolored energy had clearly released its martial soul.

Under such pressure, it was definitely a form of training for a person. In the Martial Arts Hall, if he could withstand the pressure from his opponent and break through, then he definitely would not let go of such a good opportunity.

It would be a pity to resist pressure in such an environment.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan took another deep breath, and the energy within his body began to stir crazily. His face was filled with a strong will. Although it was slightly swaying, it was still standing.

As time passed, the pressure became greater and greater. The energy in Zhang Fan's body started to spin faster and faster. There were already a few people who could not hold on and their bodies fell to the ground once more.

Zhang Fan also felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment. If he was near anyone, he would have been able to clearly hear the sound of Zhang Fan's bones emitting faint sounds.

"Heh!"

Cold sweat trickled down Zhang Fan's face, but his body remained as straight as ever. This made him think of the time when he had been trained by Elder Huang, the training within the waterfall.

'Pain? No pain! It's definitely fake! But this kind of pain … compared to the pain he endured when he was refining his soul … '

Zhang Fan really wanted to say something. This bit of pressure was too weak. Even if it was stronger or even stronger, he would still be able to endure it.

More than thirty people stood there, with about three fifths of the people remaining. However, there were only four or five people left standing at attention, and Zhang Fan was probably the only one who didn't use his martial spirit.

The pressure continued to increase, and Zhang Fan felt his entire body becoming sore and sore. His aura became thicker and thicker, and the sweat on his face started pouring down like rain.

"Bang!" Following a muffled sound, another person could not hold on and fell to the ground. The first thing he did after lying on the ground was to pant heavily while his body remained motionless. It was obvious that he had overworked.

Zhang Fan also understood why the exam was called difficult. It was because no matter if one was a man or a woman, they would just leave if they couldn't hold on. There was no room for negotiation. Most importantly, the pressure was still continuing …

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