The whole night of cultivation ti quickly passed.
At dawn, on the small stone plaza outside the Martial Venerable Hall’s gate.
Wang Zhifan found that at this ti all of his disciples had already gathered, and he couldn’t help but secretly note that the allure of the Black Tower was indeed extraordinary.
But before letting his disciples enter the Black Tower to cultivate, he began the first examination of their cultivation results.
Although the ti these youths had been learning from him was only about half a month, the imminent battle forced him to understand their individual progress.
At this mont, on the small plaza in front of the hall, with He Kuang standing at the head of the fifty-one disciples, Wang Zhifan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over these disciples, whose expressions were either anxious or excited, without any fluctuation, as he began to assess their assignnts.
"He Kuang."
"Disciple is here!"
"How is your progress with the Pure Yang True Skill you started practicing yesterday?"
"Reporting to master, disciple has not yet mastered it."
"Hmm, then for this test, let’s focus on evaluating your overall strength...
Now you will enter the Black Tower, where a weakened Demon Venerable, set by your master, will be waiting for you. Rest assured, this Demon Venerable is much weaker than in its normal state. As long as you can defeat it, this test will be considered passed!
But be sure to take care, this Demon Venerable, though weakened, won’t hold back like it normally would! Should you die inside it out of carelessness, you can’t bla your master!"
"Disciple understands! Disciple will surely pass this test!"
Upon hearing Wang Zhifan’s words, the eyes of He Kuang, an Innate Sixth Layer martial artist with a black spear on his back, imdiately turned sharp.
He knew that this ti he had to go all out with the consciousness of facing death. In the past, the opponents in the Black Tower were in a restricted mode and wouldn’t cause them significant harm, but this ti was entirely different; any slip could lead to death and the dissolution of the Dao!
As He Kuang accepted the order and headed to the subterranean chamber of the hall to participate in the hardcore mode of the Black Tower test, Wang Zhifan’s gaze turned to the remaining fifty boys and girls.
To these immature juniors, his exam wasn’t as strict, and was conducted in a much gentler manner.
He swiftly shifted his gaze to the brocade-clad girl, Liou Luoying, whose expression was eager, almost shouting for her turn, and with a smile, he spoke to this outgoing little girl:
"Ah Ying, seeing your state, it seems you’re quite confident in passing the test... then you go first."
The girl, dressed in brocade and full of excitent, showed no fear. In an instant, she lightly tapped her foot, leaping countless ters to stand between the disciples and Wang Zhifan, raising her little face proudly as she said:
"Master, bring it on! Disciple will prove everything with strength!"
"Not bad! That’s the spirit you should have!"
Wang Zhifan, seeing this, nodded lightly with a smile, then subtly conjured an image of a masked, black-clad man beside him, and said to the slightly surprised crowd of disciples in front of him:
"This black-clad man beside , those of you who have cultivated the Great Dream Saber Scripture should be able to guess, it is one of my Dream Avatars. For your test, you will battle against this avatar... Ah Ying, you go first!"
After speaking, he did not provide Liou Luoying with any extra preparation ti and abruptly controlled his Dream Avatar to charge at her!
Of course, as it charged, he was ticulously controlling its power level. Otherwise, even collectively, these young disciples wouldn’t stand a chance against this avatar, defeating the purpose of testing their cultivation levels.
"Ha! Qiankun Eight Trigrams Palm!"
Liou Luoying, seeing the test suddenly begin, didn’t panic at all. With her body slightly lowered and her mana gathered in her dantian, she exclaid softly, lifted her delicate palms, and swiftly engaged, using the Qiankun Eight Trigrams Palm technique she had cultivated since childhood.
Wang Zhifan knew this young disciple was dual-cultivated in Daoist and martial paths, so he was not concerned about her using Daoist techniques, and he even encouraged his disciples to draw on diverse strengths.
Moreover, with his keen eye, he also noticed that Liou Luoying wasn’t entirely relying on Daoist cultivation to engage the enemy; her physical condition had significantly improved compared to their first eting, with a faint current swirling around her body, indicating the synchronous operation of the Pure Yang True Skill.
In an instant, the larger avatar and the smaller figure of Liou Luoying collided. She struck out with a palm to block the tall black-clad man’s descending fist, while her other hand, shaped like a knife, attempted to cut into the man’s waist, but the black-clad man cleverly dodged at the last mont.
Simultaneously, Wang Zhifan was slightly taken aback by the feedback from his Dream Avatar.
"Impressive... The force of this palm skill surely doesn’t lose to so adult Acquired cultivators...
Unexpectedly, she made such progress overnight after obtaining the Level 2 stage cultivation thod of Pure Yang True Skill from , she might break through again in two more months, truly an undeniable little prodigy."
With these thoughts in mind, Wang Zhifan understood that Liou Luoying certainly wasn’t neglecting her cultivation in her daily practice, or else her progress wouldn’t have been so rapid.
Therefore, he concentrated on controlling the avatar, continuing to go easy on her during the battle, no longer with the intent to test her, but instead conducting a live teaching session, demonstrating to the genius girl and the observing disciples the differences between practical combat and training.
He first controlled the Dream Avatar, adjusting its strength, to exchange blows back and forth with Liou Luoying, maintaining a standard, stable manner in terms of techniques.
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