On the examination grounds, blood mist erupted from Zhang Yu’s body. In the final moments of the exam, Zhang Yu unleashed two rounds of ultimate moves, manifesting immense power, yet this had also ravaged his body to an unprecedented extent.

When the entire ground ceased shaking and there was no longer any movement on the battlefield, the Formless Spirit General beneath Zhang Yu’s feet gradually crumbled. The sand and mud, which had been so lifelike and seemed like real flesh and blood, disintegrated and scattered into dust once they lost Zhang Yu’s control.

At the same time, Zhang Yu, who had been standing on the Formless Spirit General’s head, was now falling. During his recent moves, every bit of Zhang Yu’s magic power, every trace of gangqi, and even every inch of muscle in his body had exerted their utmost, pushing all their strength into the ultimate techniques he had just performed. Even the operations of his mind, bolstered by multiple thought streams and the Time-Warping Demonic Eye, had been pushed to their limit.

As a result, his brain, muscles, internal organs—every part of his body paid a heavy price after operating under such extreme overload. It was as if a sharp sword used in battle beyond its capacity would inevitably be worn down, chipped, or even broken. Zhang Yu’s body at this moment was like one that had undergone torture: extensive muscle damage, broken bones, ruptured meridians, and widespread internal bleeding.

Thus, as the Formless Spirit General collapsed, Zhang Yu’s body swayed slightly, and he began to fall towards the ground. He tried to twist his waist and adjust his posture, but found that he didn’t have even a shred of strength left in his entire body.

It was at this precise moment that Zhang Yu discovered an important implication of achieving Martial Arts Insight. He let out a bitter laugh, thinking to himself, “With my level of control, when I truly drain my body, it really means completely drained—not even enough strength to twitch a finger.”

As Zhang Yu’s mind wandered, a soft whoosh reached his ears. A figure had already pierced through the dust and appeared before him. Director Gao gently caught the still-falling Zhang Yu. Seeing the bloodied and mangled state of his body, he sighed inwardly, “Good child, rest well now.”

Sensing Zhang Yu’s surprised gaze, Director Gao calmly said, “Don’t worry, the exam time is up; it’s over. There’s no problem with me coming here.” With that, he called out to the side, “Is there a True God present? Please take this examinee for treatment.”

Hearing Director Gao’s words, Zhang Yu struggled to speak, “Teach… Teacher, no need for treatm—”

Director Gao interrupted Zhang Yu, calmly saying, “Don’t worry about the cost; I’ll cover the medical fees.”

Deng Bingding materialized beside them, smiling faintly, “Director Gao, I’ll take him for treatment.” Looking at Director Gao, Deng Bingding thought to himself, “Zhang Yu’s assigned mentor is True Monarch Ciji, isn’t he? This Director Gao…”

Director Gao frowned, “Is there anything else?”

Deng Bingding smiled slightly, “No, nothing at all.”

After seeing Deng Bingding take Zhang Yu away, Director Gao turned towards the direction of the flying vessel, and in the next instant, his figure flickered and vanished from the examination grounds.

Meanwhile, as the examinees were evacuating, True Gods continuously appeared on the examination grounds, beginning to clear the battlefield, tally casualties, and collect various data.

On the flying vessel, a multitude of judges and guests were replaying scenes from the recent exam. The footage of Ping Han and Zhang Yu, in particular, captivated the eyes of most judges and guests.

True Monarch Qiyun calmly asked, “What are your thoughts, gentlemen?”

Gengchen Yi, a Fifth-Grade God, stated, “After years of rigorous tempering, Ping Han’s Dao Heart is as firm as a rock. Today, his accumulated efforts have culminated, and the power he demonstrated could be described as sweeping the entire field. Especially his final Mountain-Uprooting Strike, which I fear no one present could withstand.”

Experts from other universities nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, clearly agreeing with Gengchen Yi’s assessment, all believing that Ping Han should claim the Military Certificate. But just then, True Monarch Tianxiang, with a flick of his elephant trunk and a tremor of his two tusks, spoke up, “Truly, no one could withstand it? I think Zhang Yu could.”

This professor from Tianyao University chuckled, remarking casually, “Zhang Yu’s martial arts aptitude is clearly superior to all other examinees on the field. Even the most ordinary martial arts techniques, in his hands, turn something rotten into something miraculous. For example, the Dragon-Elephant Collapsing Mountain Palm that he utilized—originally an ordinary external martial art—when combined with his Minor Three Harmonizations, immediately displayed astonishing power. And then there’s the Nine Heavens Cloud Empty Energy, a former military-grade martial art, where every ounce of strength produces twelve times the effect. Just with that one move, I doubt any student here could break through his guard.”

Some experts and professors also nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, feeling that True Monarch Tianxiang’s words also held merit.

Director Lin observed the two judges, who had just been amicable, now engaging in a verbal skirmish. He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly at the significance of the Military Certificate, whose implications and interests were great enough to cause disputes over its ownership. He thought to himself, “True Monarch Tianxiang doesn’t want Ping Han to get the Military Certificate and pose a threat to Tianyao University in this inter-school civil engineering competition, does he? After all, Ping Han’s Seven Ultimates are already complete, and once he gets the certificate, he’ll quickly master the Tiankunlun Mountain-Moving Divine Power. Whether one has mastered military-grade martial arts is the difference between heaven and earth. If Ping Han then cooperates with Mo Shangjin… he might pose a significant threat to Tianyao University in the competition. As for Gengchen Yi, this True God has been in charge at Wanfa University for many years. Is he supporting Ping Han now because he wants the Civil Engineering Department to get first place in the competition, adding to his achievements? Or does he have other motives?”

At this point, Director Lin looked at True Monarch Qiyun again, thinking, “What exactly are True Monarch Qiyun’s intentions? Does he also support Ping Han, wanting him and Mo Shangjin to work together to win first place for the Civil Engineering Department in the competition?”

As Director Lin rapidly pondered, True Monarch Tianxiang before him continued, “Now, look at Zhang Yu’s final burst.” With a flick of his finger, the light screen before them suddenly zoomed in, displaying the scene of Zhang Yu’s ultimate sweep through the Yellow Turban Warriors.

“Look at this move, then look at this one…” True Monarch Tianxiang highlighted various details of palm strikes hitting the Yellow Turban Warriors and causing them to deform. True Monarch Tianxiang sighed with emotion, “To absorb the power of fortifications, to layer one’s own physical strength, to further add the power of gangqi, and then to integrate all these various powers into one’s martial arts techniques, finally unleashed by the giant driven by Minor Three Harmonizations—this series of power controls, each time strengthening his destructive power by another layer, can only be described as reaching the peak of mastery. And on top of achieving that, to then exert precise force… so that almost every one of his moves struck the Yellow Turban Warriors’ vital points, and every strike caused maximum destruction with minimum strength. That is even more incredibly difficult. And to then repeat this hundreds of times in just a short moment, for an examinee of their cultivation level, it can truly be described as nigh impossible.”

Among the surrounding guests, many had not analyzed Zhang Yu’s attack in such detail. Hearing True Monarch Tianxiang’s detailed analysis, they immediately recognized the exquisite brilliance of Zhang Yu’s final series of attacks.

Deng Bingding, while escorting Zhang Yu for treatment, also listened to the judges’ discussion. Upon hearing this, he couldn’t help but glance at the semi-conscious Zhang Yu beside him, thinking, “This guy’s performance seems even more astonishing than I initially estimated.”

Director Lin, listening to True Monarch Tianxiang’s analysis, thought to himself, “This elephant demon… does he really want Zhang Yu to get the Military Certificate that badly? Yes, it makes sense. By the time Zhang Yu masters the Seven Ultimates and perfects the Tiankunlun Mountain-Moving Divine Power, Mo Shangjin will have long since graduated. That way, Tianyao University will never be threatened in the competition.”

Meanwhile, Director Gao had also returned to the flying vessel. Listening to True Monarch Tianxiang’s analysis, he couldn’t help but nod discreetly. “This kid, Zhang Yu… he truly surprised me this time. Whether or not he gets the Military Certificate this time, it’s time to formally take him as a disciple.”

Just then, another guest interjected, “Zhang Yu is good, but his all-out performance could be achieved by Ping Han with sheer absolute power. After this exam, Ping Han’s strength will continue to skyrocket. His potential, his upper limit, and his Dao Heart, which he gambled everything on, are all far beyond what Zhang Yu can compare to.”

Another guest argued, “Zhang Yu went all out in a life-or-death struggle at the end; does that make his medical expenses any less? Didn’t he also gamble everything? I think his Dao Heart is equally as firm as a rock. If he were as wealthy as Ping Han, his strength would definitely far surpass Ping Han’s.”

The guest who had just spoken waved a hand and said, “That’s wrong. Wealth, or even crypto trading, is a part of strength itself. There’s no ‘if’ about it.”

Director Gao stood to the side, not interjecting a single word. He merely listened to the experts and professors from various universities arguing, watching them quarrel over which of Ping Han and Zhang Yu was superior and more suitable for the Military Certificate. A faint smile couldn’t help but appear on Director Gao’s lips. “It’s a pity I can’t record this. Otherwise, I would definitely send it to Ciji to see how these experts and professors are arguing fiercely over which of my two disciples is more outstanding.”

Just as the argument grew more intense, True Monarch Qiyun, in his form of cloud and lightning, flashed. A potent oppressive aura emanated from him, and rumbling thunder suppressed everyone’s voices. The thunder formed True Monarch Qiyun’s voice, saying, “The Military Certificate examination only considers performance in this arena, not past experiences or future possibilities. Please do not stray from the topic, everyone.”

Gengchen Yi stated, “Exactly, we only look at the performance here. And conveniently, the data has already been compiled.” With a flash on the light screen, the compiled data for each examinee appeared before everyone. Gengchen Yi pointed to Ping Han, who was ranked first, and said, “Ping Han is first in total construction output and first in destruction range for the entire field. I think there’s no dispute that he should receive the Military Certificate.”