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"How about we just vote again?" The Alchemist Guild Master, Guang Jingfu, said, unable to bear seeing his close friend, Feng Zhengyang, a renowned Martial Saint, in such an awkward position. He continued to speak with a thick face.
"No, no, no, I will not agree!" Qianjizi exclaimed, his eyebrows trembling with excitement while feigning anger. "The rules of the sect are paramount. The Old Man previously agreed to this matter. Zhou Jun's survival trial must be participated in, and the Old Man absolutely does not allow any deliberate favoritism. Otherwise, if the Old Man discovers it, he will impose severe punishment according to the sect rules!"
Qianjizi referred to himself as "the Old Man" again, his tone domineering, indicating he had made up his mind. The high-ranking officials shook their heads in despair, and Feng Zhengyang turned pale, trembling with anger but unable to utter a word.
Ye Feng was also shaking with anger. He refused to use a Blood Contract to suppress the seemingly "pitiful" Golden-Horned Rabbit and suggested that the Elder Examiner change to a more advanced assessment method. However, he was directly kicked out of the Beast Taming Assessment Hall by the arrogant Elder Examiner.
"Truly inhumane," Ye Feng cursed fiercely as he picked up his Identity Token, feeling frustrated. The token indeed did not have the Spirit Pattern representing Beast Taming Talent.
Recalling the seven types of Talent Assessment from before, Ye Feng sighed. He had to admit that the Heavenly Mechanism Sect's entrance assessment was far broader than he had imagined. However, most of the assessments did not seem too difficult to him. He assumed that the Heavenly Mechanism Sect had lowered the difficulty of the Re-examination and First Round Assessment.
"The reason for lowering the difficulty of this round of assessment is probably for the final survival trial. After all, that is the most important part of the entrance assessment. But can such an elusive thing as luck really be reflected in the assessment? Would they really watch some talented disciples die in the trial? Wouldn't that make the assessment too harsh and cruel? The number of young martial artists signing up next year would greatly decrease!"
Ye Feng found it hard to understand the Heavenly Mechanism Sect's approach since his thinking was still rooted in his experiences at Dragon Tiger Sect. In fact, compared to other Heavenly Level Sects, the survival trial of Heavenly Mechanism Sect was already much easier. Most assessments from other Heavenly Level Sects were far more perilous; often only one out of ten disciples could survive and pass. However, this did not shake young martial artists' belief in joining a Heavenly Level Sect; instead, it made them even more fervent.
The treatment at Heavenly Level Sects was better than at other Sects. Just being an Outer Sect Disciple of a Heavenly Level Sect was enough to earn respect from others. This was just one aspect; mainly because the population of the Eastern Continent was incredibly vast while there were only a few favored Sects. In the eyes of most talented martial artists, if they wanted to stand out, it had to be at a Heavenly Level Sect.
Shaking his head, Ye Feng entered the last hall where Martial Arts Talent assessments were conducted. To his surprise, the Elder Examiner was a dignified and graceful Beautiful Matron. Although she was over fifty years old, she still retained her charm and beauty with fair skin. If it weren't for the faint lines at the corners of her eyes, it would be hard to discern her true age.
The Elderess merely glanced up at him slightly before Ye Feng quickly handed over his token.
"You are Zhou Jun." Looking at the astonishing Talent Assessment results on the token, the Beautiful Matron paused slightly in her breathing, and a hint of surprise flashed in her pupils. Although Ye Feng was close enough to see her expression, he kept his head down and did not dare look directly at her. Coupled with his Soul Thought being retracted within him, he did not notice the fleeting look of shock on her stunning face.
"I am indeed Zhou Jun," Ye Feng replied promptly. He quietly raised his head and noticed a hole about three meters in diameter on the wall opposite him in the hall. Faint sounds of machinery operating could be heard from within—clanking noises that seemed out of place in the quiet hall.
"It seems it's really a wooden puppet formation; I just wonder how these Wooden Puppets differ from those in Mechanism Hall. Can their strength be powerful enough to block experts from Origin Martial Realm?" Ye Feng grew increasingly curious and eager to try it out; however, the Elderess beside him remained silent and did not allow him to enter for assessment.
"Do not underestimate the Wooden Puppets in the Martial Arts Arena; they are completely different from the trial puppets you encountered in the Mechanism Hall. Not only are they agile, but they also possess high strength, and their individual combat capabilities even surpass those of some early-stage Origin Martial Realm experts," the Elderess sighed, her beautiful willow-like brows slightly furrowed as she spoke softly. "Even if your cultivation reaches the Yuan Martial Realm Seventh Level, you are still quite young and lack practical combat experience. The puppets inside not only excel in individual combat but also understand some basic cooperative tactics and can unleash quite powerful Martial Techniques."
Seeing Ye Feng still looking eager to start the assessment, the Elderess couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed, and her tone gradually became more severe. "Several preparatory disciples have already been injured inside, and some have sustained serious injuries. Are you not at all afraid? After all, you have passed so many types of Talent Assessments; participating in the Martial Arts Talent Assessment will not affect you at all."
Ye Feng's smile stiffened, appearing somewhat flustered as if he had been startled by the Elderess's warning. The Elderess felt a sense of relief, guessing that Ye Feng would back down, which would make it easier to explain to the higher-ups.
"The Master of the Hall has been quite badly affected by that old man Qianjizi. If Qianjizi learns that Ye Feng has no Martial Arts Talent, he will surely suggest canceling this kid's survival trial, which would also help the Master of the Hall out of a tight spot."
The Beautiful Matron felt pleased with herself and couldn't help but glance at Ye Feng a few more times. She thought about how this young man had shaken the upper echelons of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect and nearly forced a top Martial Saint into a corner. It was hard to imagine that this seemingly clueless kid was already seen as a treasure by the high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, and she feared any misstep on his part. Fortunately, he seemed to be intimidated by this warning.
"Rest assured, senior." Ye Feng's expression suddenly became calm. He smiled at the Beautiful Matron and spoke with an almost fearless tone, "The path of martial arts is fraught with countless difficulties and dangers. How could I fear mere wooden figures? If I back down now, how will I stand tall in the world in the future or achieve supreme martial arts? As for those wooden formations, I am determined to break through this time."
"Who the hell said you could achieve supreme martial arts? You should just stay in the Sect and focus on Alchemy! There are countless people who will protect you!" The Beautiful Matron's smile froze as she internally screamed in frustration, nearly letting a curse slip.
Her ample chest rose and fell with her heavy breathing as she struggled to contain her anger. She couldn't directly throw Ye Feng out since there were Spirit Patterns monitoring everything happening in the hall that would report back to the higher-ups immediately.
"Go if you want; I won't stop you. Just don't blame me if you end up losing an arm or a leg inside," she said with an angry expression as she waved her sleeve dismissively.
Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the Elderess looking resentful. He thought he had inadvertently offended her again and became even more cautious about entering that dark and narrow wooden puppet passage.
The Wooden Dummy Formation Trial was not a survival trial; the Heavenly Mechanism Sect had made complete preparations and could stop the puppets' actions at any time.
Since the Elder Examiner had already agreed, Ye Feng stopped talking and slowly walked to the entrance of the wooden puppet passage while recalling relevant information from the Trial Manual.
The wooden puppet passage was divided into three sections. The first section was guarded by a single Wooden Puppet with early-stage Origin Martial Realm combat power. Defeating this puppet would yield a "poor" result. The second section featured two Wooden Puppets with mid-stage Origin Martial Realm strength that had basic cooperation and Martial Technique synergy. If one could withstand their combined attacks for a stick of incense or defeat both puppets simultaneously, they would receive "average" or "excellent" results respectively.
The most challenging part was the third section, where ten late-stage Origin Martial Realm puppets would use powerful combined attack formations to besiege any disciple who entered. A moment's carelessness could lead to defeat from their first wave of attacks. Similarly, enduring for a stick of incense would yield perfect results; however, to achieve Exceptional status, one must defeat all of the wooden puppets!
Ye Feng had just stepped into the first section when the Wooden Puppet sensed someone approaching. Its heavy body instantly activated, moving with a agility that left Ye Feng astonished. In a single dash, it reached Ye Feng's front, its fist, as large as a human head, charged forward with a solid gust of wind.
After all, with only the combat power of the early Origin Martial Realm, this puppet, despite its towering height of three meters and its black material that faintly gleamed with metallic luster, appeared to Ye Feng like a slightly larger toy. He simply twisted his waist and easily dodged the Wooden Puppet's punch while simultaneously delivering a punch to the puppet's wooden waist. He concentrated fifty percent of his Vital Energy into the tip of his fist, which struck into the puppet's body in an instant.
Creak! Creak!
The Wooden Puppet instinctively attempted to counterattack, but as it twisted its waist, the mechanisms hidden within it began to break apart piece by piece. The entire body came to a halt until it completely collapsed.
With a crash, the Wooden Puppet shattered into countless fragments, scattering across the ground.
An Elemental Crystal also fell from the Wooden Puppet. Ye Feng merely glanced at it lightly before turning away and heading toward the second passage.
"Impressive! He identified the puppet's weakness at a glance and controlled his Vital Energy with such precision. Even I couldn't achieve that; could this kid be a Monster?" Outside the passage, Beautiful Matron covered her red lips lightly, staring in shock at a transparent crystal stone on the table.
If Ye Feng were nearby, he would find it extremely familiar because this transparent crystal stone was almost identical to the one he used during his participation in the Mechanism Hall.
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