Chapter 1025: Marquis of the Champion! Feng Lang Juxu!! Legendary Figures Appear in Succession!_2

Lyu Chan was slightly dazed.

When she first left the mountain, her heart was filled with pride, believing in the protection of Lyu Bu and the teachings of her master, she thought there were few in the world who could match her.

She had the air of someone looking down upon the heroes of the world.

Yet Luo Yu had severely struck her down, teaching her there were mountains beyond mountains, people beyond people.

She had thought that someone like Luo Yu was the only one worthy of that lofty disdain, yet she found him to be very humble in ordinary times.

He could sincerely express admiration for his opponent and knew how to appreciate them.

Lyu Chan's heart had changed, suddenly feeling that her past attitude of excessive pride was wrong.

"It's over."

Of course, Luo Yu was not aware of what the ethereal and exquisite Lyu Chan, disguised as a man, was thinking, as he watched the fight on the stage with great interest.

Huo Tongtian simply held that Wolf-calling Flag and swept it forward, and it seemed as if the wails and cries of thousands of foreign tribes echoed. The nine top martial examinees in front of him felt dizzy and disoriented, their ancient heroic spirits dissipated and retreated back into their bodies, leaving them painfully kneeling on the stage.

As the smoke of blood and war faded, Huo Tongtian didn't look back at his opponents but moved his steps, his youthful and arrogant face turned in Luo Yu's direction.

With a battle spirit burning in his eyes for three seconds, without a word, he leaped down from the stage.

"Group five, Huo Tongtian wins!"

After the referee announced the result, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. It's truly tough being a referee this year, what freaks of nature are these?

How could so many of them burst out at once?

His heart could barely take it anymore.

The audience, on the other hand, was extremely excited, taking out their phones to snap pictures and keep them as souvenirs.

"Worth it!"

"This ticket purchase was totally worth it."

"Who could have thought that this year's Great Capital Province martial examination would be so thrilling."

Meanwhile, the forty-five contestants who were earlier eliminated from the five groups gathered together, all with long faces, filled with bitterness. They felt like they were dealt a great injustice.

Bad luck to come across such monsters; even nine people banding together were effortlessly crushed.

If it weren't for the platform, they feared their very lives might have been lost—too tragic.

Mostly, some of the contestants were very confident in their own strength, and before leaving home, had already notified their loving family group to watch their match. But after ending up in such a pitiable state, being defeated in one move, how could they ever show their faces again?

"Sigh—"

The eliminated martial examinees sighed one after another, and looking into each other's eyes, they could see the helplessness reflected there.

Being among the top one hundred examinees in the Great Capital Province, each was a genius from their own high school or city. But they were treated as if they were mere underlings, and it hurt so much it was unbearable.

"Now we just hope that the ones who eliminated us will win the final first place. That way, we will lose less face."

Upon hearing this, the nine people defeated by Luo Yu's staff straightened their backs.

"God's Child will win!"

"Aren't you ashamed? Getting excited over this?" someone nearby mocked.

"Ashamed? Being defeated by a single strike from the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, is that shameful? That is an extreme honor."

Soon, the matches from Group Six to Group Nine quickly concluded.

These four matches didn't see a single contestant dominating the scene; instead, the ten contestants fought back and forth, and it took quite a while to determine the final victor. Otherwise, if it had been as exaggerated as the previous matches, all the spectators would truly become numb.

Until the tenth round, when an abnormal situation arose again.

Li Mushen made his appearance.

A pair of golden pupils shone brilliantly, intimidating the hearts of onlookers, and summoned a majestic and upright middle-aged general with an extraordinary appearance, wielding a broad and heavy longsword, engraved with the words "Zhenyue."

Relying on the protection of the ancient heroic spirits, Li Mushen maneuvered "Zhenyue" to display unparalleled sword technique. Like an autumn breeze sweeping away fallen leaves, he effortlessly and dominantly swept the nine opponents out of the ring, without any suspense.

"General Li Mu!"

"No wonder Li Mushen's test score was outstanding; his ancient heroic spirit turned out to be one of the four famous generals of the Warring States, Li Mu."

"In that era of strife among the seven states, being one of the four famous generals, his strength is undoubted!"

"Legend has it that Li Mu's military strategy and command were magical, and his mastery of secret sword techniques was unparalleled. It seems Li Mushen has inherited the sword technique secrets from the ancient heroic spirit, truly a generational talent."

Following Li Mushen's victory, the top ten martial examinees from the Great Capital Base Province were all decided.

Without any accidents, all these top ten contestants were those ranked within the top twenty in terms of their points.

Luo Yu was in a league of his own.

Lyu Chan, Huo Tongtian, Li Mushen, and Yuwen Chenglong were in the second tier.

And Diao Lingluo was in the third tier.

All six of them were capable of taking on nine others, and they were also the top six in the test. The other four in the top ten didn't perform as well in the previous melee and were eventually eliminated after being targeted and ganged up on, allowing others to rise in their place.

The three martial examinees who were eliminated from the top ten of the test didn't seem to mind not making it to the final round. In fact, they even seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's better to be eliminated. I wouldn't want to face those six freaks, each more terrifying than the last," one said.

"Yeah, they're too damn scary. We're better off just watching from the sidelines," agreed another.

"With our ranking, any prestigious school we apply to will accept us, so there's no need to fight for the top ten," added a third.

"Right, in previous years, making the top ten was glorious, but this year, if you don't have the strength and dare to enter the top ten, I feel like in the finals we'd be beaten to the point of doubting our existence," someone concluded.

At that moment, with the host announcing the list for the finals,

All the top ten contestants stepped onto the stage.

Fireworks were launched once again, exploding in the sky with deafening booms, combined with the cheers and excitement of the audience, the atmosphere reached a peak of liveliness,

On the platform, Luo Yu stood to one side, looking relaxed and even a bit drowsy.

After all, he'd had a long-standing habit of loving sleep, and though he no longer fell asleep and practiced in his dreams at every turn, some of his old habits persisted.

Huo Tongtian, Yuwen Chenglong, and the other five monstrous geniuses involuntarily focused their eyes on Luo Yu, their expressions grave and serious.

The remaining four martial examinees were visibly nervous and uncomfortable,

Lacking confidence in their hearts.

They seemed overwhelmed by the aura on the current stage.

They felt like they were four bumbling mutts that had wandered into a pack of wolves, and now they were regretting their eagerness to make it into the top ten.

If it weren't for saving face and dignity, they'd want to surrender and leap off the stage right then and there.

It wasn't that they lacked backbone, but anyone who'd come this far understood a principle:

The wise adapt to circumstances.

There's no point in striking stone with egg.

The referee, with the help of a loudspeaker, spoke with lively intensity, reverberating through the venue:

"Now, I declare!"

"The final match of the Great Capital Province's province-wide martial examination begins now!"

A golden gong was raised on the outside of the platform; the referee grabbed the hammer and struck it hard.

"Gong!!"

The sound of the gong rang out, and the match officially began.

Luo Yu didn't move.

Lyu Chan didn't move, and neither did Li Mushen, Yuwen Chenglong, Huo Tongtian—their four gazes locked onto Luo Yu.

Diao Lingluo's eyes twinkled, her lips sealed, appearing frosty on the surface, but her heart surged with anticipation.

She had been waiting for the chance to compete alongside God's Child.

She would treasure it.

As for the other four martial examinees in the top ten rankings of the Great Capital Province, they broke out in cold sweat.

They didn't dare to move, not even an inch.

It wasn't that they were unwilling to make a move; the problem was, who should they hit first?

It seemed whoever they targeted first would obliterate them. What kind of contest was this!

"Damn it, how can we even compete properly like this?" one of them muttered under their breath, as the back of their shirt was soaked in sweat.

At this point, Yuwen Chenglong took the initiative to speak up, his eyes narrowed:

"God's Child, all your Ancient Spirits are Divine Spirits, surely you wouldn't mind if we joined forces to, as mere mortals, confront Divine Spirits," he said.

Luo Yu looked at him calmly and saw right through Yuwen Chenglong's little scheme. Luo Yu knew he was getting cold feet and responded calmly,

"I am invincible. It's up to you," Luo Yu said.