https://novelcool.info/chapter/Chapter-317-Ranking-Update-Thank-You-Wang-Xi-for-Your-Patronage-/13686874/
Chapter 316: Let the Prodigies Battle One Another
On the monitor screen, Gong Shuijin and Zhang Yu had each arrived at the 463rd Floor of Wanfa University City. Both entered the Gravity Simulation Room, preparing to begin the Force Examination—just like the previous Speed Trial, this test measured students’ physical capabilities after activating their Technique.
The task was simple: endure increasing gravity within the simulation chamber.
Though the concept was straightforward, Tu Lishan knew the relentless rise in gravitational force could thoroughly assess a student’s entire physiological system.
"Since it's passive resistance, it pushes the body to its absolute limits."
"Gong Shuijin currently wears three Spirit Armors—this advantage should serve him well in this trial."
Inside the simulation chamber, a ripple of Disha Gravity surged through the air. Instantly, Zhang Yu and Gong Shuijin felt the Array activate.
In the next moment, a faint, ethereal mountain silhouette materialized in the air. Their Eye Armors displayed the words: 2x Gravity.
Zhang Yu felt the mountain press down on him, a weight settling across his entire frame. But having long since grown accustomed to the gravity training from his Jiuyu Zhenyue Belt, he barely registered the 2x load—especially since he’d temporarily disabled the belt for the exam.
Every ten seconds, the gravity doubled. As long as the student didn’t voluntarily quit or risked death, the Array would keep increasing the force.
After 100 seconds, Zhang Yu’s body bore 12 times Earth’s gravity.
Though his internal organs tugged downward and muscles and bones groaned under pressure, Zhang Yu didn’t rush to activate his Technique. Instead, he focused on steady breathing, conserving stamina and Martial Energy.
Beside him, Gong Shuijin remained calm and composed, standing firm as 12x gravity crushed his body.
On the way into the chamber, he’d already adjusted his Spirit Armor, swapping its stored Technique for the 20th-Level Body-Protection Technique: Armor Golden Body.
Another 120 seconds passed. Zhang Yu now endured 24x gravity.
As Martial Energy surged through him, his muscles rippled. He activated Zhanmo Yanshou Jue, temporarily boosting his Physical Strength Level by 0.5. He pressed on, battling the ever-increasing weight.
With the Tu Mu Holy Body reducing damage and his body’s self-healing ability active, this level of Zhanmo Yanshou Jue was almost effortless for Zhang Yu.
At the same time, threads of Martial Dao Gāngqì erupted from within him.
At the Foundation Establishment Realm, as Physical Strength Level rose, both Martial Energy and Martial Dao Gāngqì became increasingly fused with the flesh—enhancing physical performance. The Gāngqì now coursing through Zhang Yu’s body acted like a first-layer armor, reinforcing his frame.
Meanwhile, Gong Shuijin first activated Fexue Fen Shen Jue, flooding his bloodstream with Martial Energy. His blood roared, and his physical vitality surged.
Then he summoned the 20th-Level Body-Protection Technique from his Spinal Spirit Armor—Armor Golden Body.
Martial Energy flowed through his veins, and faint dark golden traces shimmered across his skin. He seemed cloaked in a first-layer golden shell, his body strength dramatically amplified.
Then, he too activated Martial Dao Gāngqì.
And his Spinal Spirit Armor provided further structural support.
Feeling his body withstand 24x gravity with unwavering stability, Gong Shuijin glanced at Zhang Yu—his face flushed crimson—and silently mused:
"Already using Zhanmo Yanshou Jue at 24x gravity? Has he reached his limit already?"
His thoughts drifted, and he continued resisting the escalating force.
But Zhang Yu, meanwhile, let gravity crush his flesh, organs, blood vessels, and nerves without resistance. He allowed the body to suffer microscopic damage—no longer healing with active regeneration.
Meanwhile, Zhanmo Yanshou Jue gradually intensified from 0.5 to 1.2 levels of Physical Strength.
The greater the damage, the more potent the Tu Mu Holy Body became.
Not only did its Second Layer resist aging, but its First Layer also strengthened multiple resistances—allowing Zhang Yu to endure the ever-more-terrifying gravity.
Ever since reinforcing himself with the No. 20 Lingfa Miguang Steel, Zhang Yu had felt the benefits of a hardened skeleton.
Stronger bones meant greater impact resistance—and the ability to endure far greater forces.
His skeleton acted like internal levers. The stronger and more rigid they became, the better they could support and amplify his strength.
This applied not only when unleashing power—but also when resisting external pressure.
Now, as tens of times gravity descended upon him, his bones grew heavier, yet remained intact—like steel beams in a skyscraper, holding up the structure.
And the muscles, reinforced by Tu Mu Holy Body, Zhanmo Yanshou Jue, and Martial Dao Gāngqì, functioned like first-layer cement—clinging to and supporting his skeleton.
Under dozens of times gravity, Zhang Yu’s injuries worsened—but so did his body’s resilience. His limits stretched further and further.
Externally, however, Zhang Yu looked utterly strained.
His face grew redder with each passing second, skin flushed crimson as if it might bleed through at any moment.
Traces of blood seeped from his eyes.
Capillaries burst across his body, causing intricate patterns of subcutaneous hemorrhaging.
Gong Shuijin watched, his initial pity turning to amusement.
"He’s pushing himself too hard, isn’t he?"
"Can his medical bills even cover this?"
When Zhang Yu began bleeding from all seven orifices, Gong Shuijin thought him foolish.
"Immortal Dao isn’t about sheer willpower."
"If brute effort alone worked, why would we spend so much on cultivation?"
With Jin Gang Xuan Zao Spirit Armor, a 20th-Level Technique, premium medicine, and a physique forged by mountains of Lingbi—Gong Shuijin looked down on Zhang Yu like a circus performer, a spectacle of desperate effort.
But when Zhang Yu stood—bloody, battered, and trembling—still enduring 30x, 40x, and 50x gravity…
Gong Shuijin’s emotions spiraled like a rollercoaster—pity, mockery, disbelief, then—dawning horror.
"What the hell?"
"How is he still standing?"
"Is he insane?"
"Why hasn’t he collapsed?"
Then, blood filled his own nostrils.
He felt internal organs churning with internal bleeding.
His bones creaked and cracked under unbearable strain.
Finally, he collapsed—ending the test.
The gravity vanished.
As Gong Shuijin lifted his head, he stared up at Zhang Yu—drenched in blood, standing like a towering crimson titan, still fighting against 55x gravity.
His mind reeled.
Utter disbelief.
Complete incomprehension.
He had come to this exam with Lingbi in hand, absolute confidence, and unmatched strength—his sole goal: surpassing Ji Yuanchi.
Yet here, in this final trial, he had been left far behind—by a First Layer pauper.
60x Gravity.
Gong Shuijin gasped:
"How… is this possible?!"
---
"Unbelievable."
Tu Lishan replayed the final exam footage, still shaken.
"Final result… 64x Gravity."
"Zhang Yu actually endured this?"
"This isn’t just reckless effort—it proves his physical limits far exceed Gong Shuijin’s."
"Such rapid Body Refining in so short a time… could it be due to the three-month wilderness training?"
Tu Lishan sighed.
"Indeed, as he claimed, his Constitution is extraordinary—possessing immense recovery ability. Only such resilience could allow him to rebound from repeated drug-induced damage and unlock hidden potential."
Director Gao nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"This Zhang Yu is a genius—a genius of effort. Worth cultivating."
"Still, tailored education. His path differs from Gong Shuijin’s."
"Gong Shuijin has wealth, high Dao potential, and is a premium client—more cultivation, more profit. In the future, he’ll stand on his own."
"Zhang Yu requires investment, but relies mostly on his own will. Lower cost, faster growth, higher return."
Tu Lishan nodded silently, thinking:
"Zhang Yu’s only flaw… is his shortened lifespan. Fewer working years ahead."
Director Gao burst into laughter.
"Indeed, times change—dragons and snakes rise from the mud!"
"One a genius of effort, the other a genius of money—both are our Civil Engineering Department’s prodigies."
"Let the prodigies battle one another. Let them inspire each other. Their future will shine brightly."
With a sweeping gesture, he declared:
"Get the backend to calculate the results—now. I want to see the new rankings."
"And by the way… go ask Zhang Yu if we can obtain a sample of his body.
—No, wait. Inquire with the Breeding Department at Tianyao University. Could this kind of physiological response be mass-replicated?"
---
Outside the exam hall, Zhang Yu checked his results through his Spirit Armor—still pending.
As for rankings? They wouldn’t update until the next day’s dawn.
"Ah… I’ll just keep holding onto this 28th place for now."
He wiped the blood from his face, about to leave—when Gong Shuijin’s voice rang out behind him.
"Zhang Yu…"
Gong Shuijin stared at him, bloodshot eyes wide.
"Three months… you’ve surpassed me?"
"What did you do during those three months?"
"Hit the lottery?"
"Win at gambling?"
Zhang Yu paused, then replied:
"Every day, eat until full. Take the lifespan-depleting medicine. Work no more than 24 hours a day."
"Three months of that… and that’s it."
He turned to leave.
Gong Shuijin snapped:
"I’m not done talking! Where are you going?"
Zhang Yu waved dismissively.
"The exam’s over. I’m heading to the Construction Site for overtime—earn some bonus rewards to treat myself."
"And honestly… what else should we do in the Civil Engineering Department if not work the sites?"
(End of Chapter)
Chapter end
Report
