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On the platform, aside from the joy and pride in Aotian's eyes, everyone else looked at him with a complex expression.
No one expected that this so-called "waste" at the Acquired Fourth Layer could actually make it into the top four. The other three were all at the peak of the Acquired Sixth Layer, with one even stepping into the Seventh Layer, especially Aofeng, who had long since entered the Acquired Seventh Layer.
Standing among them, Aotian, at the Acquired Fourth Layer, appeared quite out of place.
"The top four of this Test Match have emerged: they are Aotian, Aofeng, Aohuo, and Pride of Flight!" Aotian's voice echoed across the training ground like rolling thunder.
As Aotian's voice fell, thunderous applause erupted in the training ground. When everyone looked at Aotian on the platform, there was no longer any disdain in their eyes—only admiration. They knew that if it were them, they would never achieve such astonishing feats as Aotian had.
"The top four will receive a Small Pill as a reward from Aojia."
Immediately, an uproar broke out in the training ground; clearly, the Small Pill made them quite envious.
Aotian was also momentarily shocked by this reward but quickly regained his composure.
The Small Pill, like the Acquired Essence Pill, could help martial artists at the Acquired Realm break through their cultivation levels. However, its efficacy was undoubtedly several levels above that of the Acquired Essence Pill. Moreover, this Small Pill could increase the chances for martial artists at the peak of the Acquired Realm to break into the Innate Realm. Although there were countless martial artists at the Acquired Realm in Ning City, those at the Innate Realm were extremely rare; thus, the value of this Small Pill was self-evident.
Although breaking through to Innate Realm still felt distant for Aotian, it was enough for him to advance to Acquired Fifth Layer. Additionally, since he practiced Transformation Technique, once he broke through, he believed he could handle opponents unless they were at the peak of the Acquired Realm. Therefore, this Small Pill was like a timely help for Aotian.
"Furthermore, the first place will also receive a low-grade upper-tier martial art!"
As soon as these words were spoken, an uproar ensued in the crowd. Everyone knew how precious martial arts were; a low-grade upper-tier martial art could rival ten Small Pills. It was indeed remarkable that Aojia could offer such a valuable martial art.
The four on the Training Platform also had fiery eyes and were filled with vigilance toward each other.
Four pieces of paper shot out from Aotian's hand and landed in front of each of them with a whoosh.
"Number 1" saw the number on the crumpled paper, and at that moment, Aotian truly felt like cursing his father...
Looking at the boy in the red robe across from him, who was about the same size as himself, a serious expression appeared on Aotian's face.
Aohuo, fifteen years old, peak of the sixth level of acquired realm, his cultivation talent was exceptionally rare even among Aojia. This was not comparable to those mediocre sixth-level practitioners he had faced before.
In the crowd, Aofeng sneered and said, "It seems I won't need to intervene; this waste can't possibly defeat Aohuo."
Ao Yu nodded and remarked, "Aohuo had some fortunate encounters in recent years and cultivated a set of low-grade middle-tier martial arts. His combat power may not match yours, but it won't be far off."
Aofeng curled his lip, wanting to retort but seemingly unable to find an excuse. Thus, he reluctantly turned his head and glared fiercely at Aotian, cursing for Aotian to be beaten up...
On the other side, a hint of worry flashed in Aoyan's eyes, while Liu Mei couldn't help but frown slightly. The warriors standing beside him were mesmerized but dared not approach because the former seemed indifferent and unconcerned towards everyone except for Aotian, to whom he had shown a smile.
"Aotian, cousin, you might as well admit defeat to avoid getting hurt accidentally," Aohuo said with a smile as he tugged at his robe.
Aotian slowly exhaled a breath of white mist and cupped his hands in salute, saying, "I hope for your guidance, cousin Aohuo!"
Aohuo narrowed his eyes slightly and then suddenly pushed off the ground with his foot. In an instant, he transformed into a mighty eagle soaring through the sky, pouncing fiercely towards Aotian.
Aotian clenched his fist with one hand, and the terrifying force within it surged forward without hesitation towards Aohuo.
A loud thud echoed, stirring the hearts of those present. Both Aotian and Aohuo staggered back a few steps, creating an impression of a balanced confrontation.
As soon as Aotian steadied himself after retreating, he shook his slightly numb arm, his expression growing even more serious. He knew very well that he had summoned all his strength during the clash with Aohuo. Even so, it could only be considered a draw, indicating that Aohuo was indeed a formidable opponent.
On the other side, Aohuo's face was also filled with gravity. He could clearly sense that the power within Aotian was not inferior to his own.
This thought just crossed his mind when Aohuo himself was taken aback. The Mystic Testing Stone had clearly indicated that Aotian was at the fourth level of postnatal cultivation, but how could he explain the strength emanating from Aotian? Could it be that Aotian truly managed to evade detection by the Mystic Testing Stone?
Aohuo shook his head, dismissing this "nonsense." After all, he had never heard of any martial artist being able to evade the Mystic Testing Stone's probing. Reluctantly, Aohuo attributed it to Aotian's physical prowess.
"Aotian cousin, you are indeed impressive; no wonder you were able to defeat those sixth-level postnatal martial artists before," Aohuo said, fixing his gaze on Aotian.
Aotian smiled slightly: "Aohuo cousin is not bad either; it seems that this match will be hard to predict."
"As long as you can take this move, then you win!" Aohuo declared emphatically.
"Oh? Then please show me your move, Aohuo cousin."
The onlooking martial artists were invigorated; they understood that the moment of truth was approaching. Whether Aotian could claim victory would soon be revealed!
Aohuo suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist, and a fiery red hue appeared around his knuckles.
"Aotian, this is a low-grade martial art, Fire Python Fist. If you can take this move, then I will consider this match as my loss!"
Aotian's gaze was fixed on Aohuo's fiery red fist. After hearing Aohuo's words, he nodded solemnly.
Aohuo was momentarily surprised. In his view, Aotian would surely concede upon seeing him unleash the Fire Python Fist, but now it seemed he intended to take the hit. Thinking this, Aohuo couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration. After all, Aotian was only at the fourth level of postnatal cultivation; it was already a miracle that he could compete evenly with him, and now he wanted to take on a martial move from him. This truly impressed Aohuo.
However, admiration aside, the match still had to be fought. With a loud shout, Aohuo raised his fist and struck fiercely towards Aotian.
In Aotian's eyes, Aohuo's fist transformed into a small fireball, rapidly enlarging in his line of sight with a sound that tore through the air.
At this moment, Aotian naturally did not dare to be careless; he could sense a strong sense of danger emanating from that small fireball.
Aotian's right hand moved swiftly, gradually forming a fist as an overwhelming aura surged forth.
"This is... Domineering Fist?!" A core member of Aojia murmured in astonishment as he looked at Aotian's fist. Every martial art must be driven by Mystical Energy; otherwise, it is merely superficial. Yet Aotian had unleashed the Domineering Fist. Even a fool could understand that he had concealed his cultivation level during the assessment. However, they were unclear about how he had done so. They clearly did not know that Aotian practiced the Transformation Technique. While martial arts must be propelled by Mystical Energy, the Transformation Technique could serve as an alternative form of Mystical Energy, and the destructive power of martial arts executed with this alternative Mystical Energy would certainly surpass that of ordinary Mystical Energy.
With a loud bang, their fists collided amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd!
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