After the two entered the challenge room, Jiang Yan subconsciously scanned his surroundings.
The layout was identical to the trial room.
Two seats stood side by side, each with a dark-blue helmet placed neatly beside it.
Jiang Yan and Shi Jiang exchanged a glance, then sat down simultaneously and put on their helmets.
The moment the helmets were secured, their consciousnesses descended—
Onto a vast arena.
The ground beneath their feet was forged from silver alloy, stretching endlessly into the distance.
"It's exactly the same as the virtual space," Jiang Yan muttered.
He casually moved his limbs, quickly familiarizing himself with his body. As expected, his physical state was fixed at the level of a junior war general, identical to when entering the trial tower.
"Jiang Yan," Shi Jiang said, glancing at him, "your combat power amplitude is only medium. Haven't you challenged the trial tower recently?"
His gaze landed on the stone pillar beside Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan followed his line of sight.
Name: Jiang Yan
Gender: Male
Identity: Official Student, Elite Training Camp
Combat Power Amplitude: Medium
"Yeah," Jiang Yan smiled calmly. "During the camp assessment, I only cleared the A-level test on the first floor of the trial tower."
In the elite training camp:
1–2: Elementary2–4: Intermediate4–8: Advanced8–16: ExcellentAbove 16: Superior
Anyone whose combat power amplitude exceeded 16 would instantly attract both Hong and Thor, fighting to take them as disciples.
When Jiang Yan had entered the camp, his trial tower level was 1.3, and his force technique was only 2.1×.
2.1 × 1.3 = 2.73.
Hence, medium.
The trial tower system was mercilessly precise—speed, strength, techniques, everything was measured flawlessly. There was no room for concealment.
"Brother Shi Jiang," Jiang Yan suddenly asked, "how many honors are there in the training camp?"
Shi Jiang glanced at his own stone pillar.
Name: Shi Jiang
Gender: Male
Identity: Official Student, Elite Training Camp
Combat Power Amplitude: Excellent
"About ten, give or take," Shi Jiang replied after a moment of thought.
"Ten?" Jiang Yan nodded. "Then… does anyone have an amplitude above 16 right now?"
"No," Shi Jiang shook his head decisively. "Even Renates, who ranks first on the Black Dragon List, is only a little over 15."
"Over fifteen…" Jiang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
With his current 4.2× force technique, if he wanted to seize first place on the Black Dragon List in March, his trial tower level would need to approach 4.
At minimum, he would have to clear a B-level assessment on the third floor.
There was still nearly a month left.
Even if he failed to break through the fourth floor, his Ninefold Thunder Gun still had a chance to advance to the sixth layer.
At that point, his force technique would reach 4.9×.
"Please select weapons and combat uniforms."
The voice of the virtual space system echoed.
In an instant, countless weapons and combat suits materialized around them.
Neither hesitated.
They donned their combat uniforms, selected weapons, and equipped shields.
"Please select a battlefield."
Eight battle scenes appeared before them.
Shi Jiang smiled. "You choose."
"Anything's fine," Jiang Yan replied casually, selecting the Gymnasium map.
Boom!
The silver alloy space shattered and reformed.
The arena transformed into a massive indoor stadium. Beneath their feet lay a vast lawn, surrounded by tens of thousands of empty spectator seats.
"Shua—shua—!"
Countless spotlights snapped on, flooding the arena with blinding light.
"Battle—begin!"
The system's voice rang out.
The moment it ended—
Shi Jiang vanished.
His speed exploded forward, his Artistic Conception–level movement technique fully unleashed. Streams of wind wrapped around his body as if he were riding the currents.
A flash of cold light—
The saber appeared.
Shi Jiang's battle saber slashed toward Jiang Yan's neck at a vicious angle, the embodiment of perfect saber technique.
No probing.
No restraint.
He went all out from the very first strike.
Facing the killing blow, Jiang Yan's gaze sharpened.
His Perfection-level movement technique erupted.
He narrowly avoided the blade—and in the same breath, his spear shot out from his waist like lightning, the tip aimed directly at Shi Jiang's wrist.
Perfect saber technique?
He possessed perfect spear technique as well.
Shi Jiang's pupils contracted.
He hadn't expected Jiang Yan's movement technique to be this refined—barely inferior to his own Artistic Conception.
Forced to react, Shi Jiang twisted his body mid-strike, bringing his saber up horizontally.
Clang!
Sparks exploded.
A terrifying force surged through the blade, instantly numbing Shi Jiang's arms and forcing him back several steps.
"So this is a 4× force technique…" Shi Jiang's heart trembled.
Jiang Yan gave him no chance to recover.
The spear stabbed again.
Shi Jiang dodged, wind swirling as he retreated.
But Jiang Yan pressed relentlessly.
The spear became a silver dragon, its afterimages layering endlessly—sometimes thrusting like thunder, sometimes sweeping like a raging storm.
His 4.2× force technique fused seamlessly with perfect spear mastery.
[Marksmanship Progress +1]
[Movement Technique Progress +1]
[Fivefold Thunder Gun Progress +1]
System notifications flashed repeatedly.
Shi Jiang grew increasingly alarmed.
His Artistic Conception movement technique allowed him to evade—but not completely.
And every time he was grazed, the overwhelming force sent shockwaves through his body.
Bit by bit, he was suppressed.
"Enough."
Jiang Yan suddenly spoke.
His spear accelerated sharply.
With a precise flick, the spearhead knocked Shi Jiang's saber aside, then surged forward—
Stopping steadily at his throat.
Shi Jiang froze.
He stared at the spear tip inches from his neck and let out a bitter smile.
"I lost."
An unexpected ending.
He had intended this challenge merely to test Jiang Yan.
He had even believed that defeating Jiang Yan would take time.
But reality had crushed that assumption completely.
Shi Jiang fell silent.
This meant one thing—
Jiang Yan would certainly enter the top five of the Black Dragon List in March.
"About what I expected," Jiang Yan chuckled.
Shi Jiang looked at him, shock undisguised.
"Your true combat power has already reached mid-level God of War," he said hoarsely.
"And even among mid-level God of Wars… only someone like Instructor Jiang Fang could possibly suppress you."
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