Translator: CinderTL
"960 kilograms?"
The Bearded Teacher looked at Jiang Ye in astonishment. "His speed has also exceeded 19 meters per second, nearly reaching Perfection in his cultivation method."
The standard for Perfection in the Star Martial Cultivation Method is 1000 kilograms and 20 meters per second.
Of course, this applies to students in the regular classes.
For the Elite Class, Perfection requires 1500 kilograms and 25 meters per second, given their superior physical conditioning.
However, the College Entrance Examination is based on the regular class standards.
Jiang Ye's performance was already approaching that benchmark.
"He was only lifting around 600 kilograms during the midterm assessment, right?"
"How did he improve so quickly? What's his secret?"
Gasps of astonishment rippled through the classroom as students marveled at Jiang Ye's progress.
Wen Yuehui was equally stunned. He had anticipated the gap between him and Jiang Ye widening, but he never imagined it would grow this vast!
Only Jiang Ye knew that the recent test didn't reveal his full capabilities.
"If I used Swiftwind Step, my speed could exceed 35 meters per second," Jiang Ye thought to himself.
But that would seem too suspicious; anyone would know something was amiss.
The assessment continued.
Half an hour later, the third part of the Martial Arts Assessment—the practical combat assessment—began.
Jiang Ye felt no pressure whatsoever for this assessment either.
The Bearded Teacher, following the standards of the College Entrance Examination, would engage each student in a one-on-one arena match, demonstrating the full power of a cultivation method at the Major Success stage.
When Jiang Ye's turn came, he didn't hold back this time. He immediately unleashed the Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist.
He was eager to see if he could defeat his opponent using this Mid-Grade Yellow Tier Art Technique.
Boom!
Jiang Ye's aura surged like thunder as he flashed forward, his fist cutting through the air with ferocious momentum.
A faint thunderclap echoed.
Bang!
Jiang Ye's fist collided squarely with the Bearded Teacher's.
"Hmm? This power!" A flicker of shock crossed the Bearded Teacher's eyes. "It exceeds one thousand kilograms!"
Typically, combat performance rarely matches peak test results.
After all, tests allow for preparation and power accumulation, while combat demands instantaneous execution.
Combat performance surpassing test results? That was exceedingly rare!
"Impressive, young man," the Bearded Teacher suddenly grinned, his voice booming. "Strive to defeat me!"
With that, his fist techniques abruptly sharpened, becoming even more lethal.
Boom! The Bearded Teacher unleashed a relentless barrage of punches, each strike matching Jiang Ye's earlier power.
It felt like mountains were crashing down on Jiang Ye, one after another, without end.
Jiang Ye immediately felt immense pressure.
Fortunately, his Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist had nearly reached the Entry level. His punches were ferociously powerful, and by meeting force with force, he managed to stubbornly hold his ground.
Three minutes later.
Ding!
The bell rang, signaling the end of the sparring session.
The Bearded Teacher and Jiang Ye simultaneously ceased their combat.
Three minutes was sufficient to assess their combat scores.
Jiang Ye was the first student to withstand the Bearded Teacher's onslaught for the full three minutes without being defeated.
"Your Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist is almost at the Entry level, isn't it?" the Bearded Teacher remarked, recognizing the Advanced Art Technique.
Jiang Ye nodded. "Just a bit further."
The Bearded Teacher was genuinely impressed. "To reach near-Entry level in just a month? You're truly remarkable."
This was a Mid-Grade Yellow Tier Art Technique, known for its high cultivation difficulty.
Such exceptional comprehension and combat prowess were practically unheard of for a student in the ordinary class.
"You flatter me, Teacher," Jiang Ye replied humbly.
"Keep up the good work. I hope to see you in the Elite Class soon," the Bearded Teacher said with a smile.
Jiang Ye clasped his hands in a respectful bow, then turned and walked off the stage.
The entire class watched him with envious and admiring eyes.
Even Jiang Ye's close friend, Wen Yuehui, now looked at him with newfound admiration.
When the gap between individuals becomes vast enough, jealousy fades away, replaced by pure awe.
Before long, the total scores for the three assessments were revealed:
First Place: Jiang Ye, 340 points
Second Place: Li Zhichao, 310 points
Third Place: Xu Sisi...
Jiang Ye had undeniably secured first place in the class.
Although the Virtual Cosmos Assessment remained, given his exceptional combat skills, no one in Class Nine could possibly surpass him.
However, Jiang Ye's gaze was no longer confined to Class Nine.
His sights were set on the entire grade.
I'm improving, but so are the students in the Elite Class, Jiang Ye thought to himself. I wonder how much they've progressed in the past two months?
Moments later, the students of Class Nine left the classroom and headed toward the spherical building to prepare for the Virtual Cosmos Assessment.
The spherical building loomed before them.
Inside the lobby, three massive screens displayed the real-time rankings for each grade level.
Jiang Ye was now a senior.
He glanced at the senior rankings:
1st Place: Zhao Qingli, 750 points
2nd Place: Lin Miaomiao, 695 points
3rd Place: Wang Zi'ang, 670 points
"Zhao Qingli, 750 points?" Jiang Ye was secretly astonished. "She scored 710 on the final exam. How did she improve by 40 points over the summer?"
Forty points might not seem like much, but the higher the score, the harder it is to improve.
The difficulty of going from 90 to 100 points is far greater than going from 0 to 10.
For Zhao Qingli, already above 700 points, to make such progress was truly terrifying.
"Spending 100,000 yuan a month... the investment really pays off," Jiang Ye mused inwardly.
Besides Zhao Qingli, Lin Miaomiao and Wang Zi'ang had also made significant progress.
He then checked the 100th-place ranking:
"100th place, 450 points?" Jiang Ye nodded slightly. "I might actually make it into the top 100 this time!"
Half an hour later, it was finally Class Nine's turn for the assessment.
The system ranking remained the same, with teams of five.
After entering the Virtual Cosmos, Jiang Ye's group officially began their trial of hunting the Shadow Clan.
With his current strength, Jiang Ye easily advanced to the third stage, where they faced five Shadow Clan Infants.
This was the very stage where he had fallen last time.
But now, Jiang Ye's power was vastly different. Having mastered the Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist, he could inflict significant damage on the Shadow Clan.
"Die!"
Jiang Ye unleashed a relentless barrage of punches, each strike exploding like a thunderclap.
With each thunderous roar, a Shadow Clan Infant was completely shattered.
"Brother Jiang is so strong!"
"He's incredible!"
His four teammates, who had been struggling to fend off a single Shadow Clan Infant, were now electrified by Jiang Ye's unparalleled ferocity.
One down! Two down! Three down!
Soon, Jiang Ye had annihilated all five Shadow Clan Infants in the third stage.
Buzz!
The moment the third stage ended, the surrounding space suddenly glowed with a crimson light.
This seemed to signal the arrival of a major challenge.
The fourth trial.
Ten pitch-black phantom figures rose from the ground.
The leader among them towered over two meters tall.
This was also a Shadow Clan Infant Form, but far more powerful than the others, nearly reaching the Juvenile Form!
The battle was undoubtedly grueling.
Jiang Ye swung his fists with all his might, fighting the Shadow Clan with every ounce of strength.
But this time, he couldn't spare a thought for his four teammates. They were quickly overwhelmed and killed by the Shadow Clan's relentless assault.
Jiang Ye now stood alone against ten Shadow Clan warriors!
He had already slain several smaller Shadow Clan creatures.
But the two-meter-tall Shadow Clan warrior was too powerful. Each strike sent Jiang Ye's blood boiling and his arms numbing.
"Roar!"
A deafening roar erupted from the towering Shadow Clan warrior, its mental influence far stronger than that of the others.
Even Jiang Ye's rigorously honed Martial Dao Will wavered under the assault.
In the next instant, the Shadow Clan swarmed him.
The attack was relentless, leaving Jiang Ye with virtually no room to evade.
"Hmm?"
Yet in this desperate moment, Jiang Ye's will surged forth. With a desperate, life-or-death strike, he unleashed a pair of thunderous blows.
Boom! Boom!
Two deep, thunderous booms reverberated through the air.
Jiang Ye froze for a moment, stunned.
Boom!
Three Shadow Clan warriors shattered instantly from the force of his fists.
Even the two-meter-tall Shadow Clan warrior had its shoulder shattered.
But a Shadow Clan blade had pierced Jiang Ye's heart, and his body slowly collapsed.
Yet a faint smile lingered on his face.
On Jiang Ye's status panel, the Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist had undergone a transformation:
[Eight Trigrams Thunderclap Fist: Uninitiated (99%) → Entry (1%)]
(End of the Chapter)
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