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Chapter 349: This Youth Is Naturally a Tu Mu Sacred Body
After finishing what he had to say, Lin Director of the Peace Faction turned away, ceasing further negotiations with Director Gao of the War Faction.
His gaze drifted toward the distant Examination Hall. In his perception, countless threads of Spirit Energy surged from deep beneath the earth, converging relentlessly toward Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker. Under the absolute support of the Spirit Vein, the massive influx of Spirit Energy poured in like a flood, propelling the Array’s operation to its peak state.
Amplified by multiple layers of Martial Energy reinforcement, a faint, shimmering glow could be seen emanating from the Bunker’s outer walls—like the First Layer forcefield enveloping the entire structure. The Bunker shone with an almost divine radiance, remaining pristine even after the sixth wave of attacks. Protected by the Array, it stood untouched, a solitary sanctuary amidst the ruins of the Examination Hall.
In stark contrast, Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker had drained most of the Spirit Energy, leaving Zhang Yu’s Bunker with a struggling, fragmented Array. The support it received was as thin as paper.
After six relentless waves of assault, Zhang Yu’s Bunker remained structurally intact, but its surface was scarred—charred, blasted, and cracked from fire, explosions, and shockwaves. The outermost layer of plaster had been stripped bare, exposing the raw structure beneath. Compared to Ji Yuanchi’s flawless fortress, Zhang Yu’s Bunker looked like a beggar beside a corporate executive.
Anyone witnessing this scene would naturally assume Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker had far superior construction quality—and would endure longer in the coming onslaught.
Gong Shuijin sighed inwardly. “The Finance Department truly lives up to its reputation as one of the Three Elite Disciplines. While the Civil Engineering Department is still stuck in the mindset of brute-force labor, the Finance Department has already surpassed us in strategic vision.”
“Battling on the construction site with blood and sweat—how could that ever match the art of holistic resource allocation?”
On the other side, Ying Xin glanced at Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker, then at Zhang Yu’s. Her thoughts ran cold. “One side has ample funding, overtime pay, and steady resources. The other… looks like a project still drowning in unpaid funding.”
She silently concluded: The outcome is already decided.
Just as these thoughts rippled through the crowd, the seventh wave of attacks arrived.
Blue lightning flickered across the air.
Even before the assault began, the charged atmosphere sent chills down the spines of every Foundation Establishment Class student. Those with heightened perception could feel immense electromagnetic forces being channeled from overhead—ten meters above the ceiling.
Gong Shuijin murmured, “Is it Yuan Ci Channel’s power being mobilized? Indeed, each wave grows stronger than the last. The gap between students widens with every round—perfect for distinguishing true talent.”
“But it also means the top students will be leagues ahead. No more 100-point scores just because the total is 100.”
“This wave will likely break Zhang Yu’s Bunker…”
As he thought, jagged bolts of lightning roared down like thunderous pillars, striking the two remaining Bunkers with blinding fury.
In an instant, the entire buildings vanished behind a storm of crackling light. Visibility vanished.
When the lightning faded, the air reeked of scorched metal and molten stone. The center of the Examination Hall lay charred black. Sand and soil had melted into viscous liquid, slowly cooling into glass-like slag.
Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker stood unscathed in the heat haze—intact, radiant, untouched.
But to everyone’s shock, Zhang Yu’s Bunker—though its exterior was blackened and scorched—still stood firm, its core structure intact.
Then, after the eighth wave exploded in fire and light, the scene shifted.
Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker showed clear damage: a large section of the Array’s glow had vanished, and a massive crack split the outer wall, revealing the inner chambers.
Zhang Yu’s Bunker, however, remained untouched—only its surface grew darker with soot and char.
“What?!” Gong Shuijin stared, stunned. “Impossible!”
A Bunker with a perfectly functioning Array had been breached. Yet one with a faltering Array remained unharmed?
Not just Gong Shuijin—nearly every student on the field was baffled.
Lin Director of the Peace Faction gave a slight, involuntary flinch. Unlike the students, who could only guess, his Ling Realm projection flickered—then materialized inside Zhang Yu’s Bunker.
“This…?”
He saw thick, reinforced concrete columns—extra layers of steel, meticulously embedded. His brows twitched. A suspicion stirred in his mind.
Without further observation, Lin Director waved his hand, summoning the Inspection Report for analysis.
Initially, just seeing the difference in Array performance had convinced him Ji Yuanchi had won. But now, this outcome defied logic.
Suddenly, data, photos, video footage, and inspection records flooded his vision.
- Thirty layers of Anti-Explosion Armor poured in concrete
- Isolation Layer installed between foundation and bedrock to dampen blast vibrations
- Multi-layered mix of sand, gravel, and alloy to absorb kinetic energy
- Dense grid of reinforced concrete columns forming multiple parallel load-bearing systems
- Critical nodes equipped with Viscous Resistance Structures—designed to absorb explosive energy and minimize structural damage
Lin Director paused, stunned. “So many redundant structures?”
“Three hours… his construction volume was over twice that of the others.”
“This boy… did all this purely through raw Civil Engineering mastery?”
Just then, Director Gao appeared beside him, watching the Bunker’s flawless interior with a faint smile.
“Lin Director,” he said softly, “you yourself said it—no fortress is truly impregnable unless it’s breached from within.”
“On projects, the Finance Department may stir the waters. But here, in the Examination Hall—only cold steel and cement remain. This is our domain. Our craftsmanship decides everything.”
Lin Director dismissed the data with a flick of his hand, then smirked. “Don’t get too excited, Director Gao.”
“Zhang Yu’s construction efficiency is impressive. But even the strongest steel and concrete have limits. They’ll reach fatigue thresholds soon.”
“Whereas fortune—The Tide of Fate, Spirit Energy convergence—is infinite. It’s the power of timing and destiny. That’s the true edge.”
His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space, reaching Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker.
There, Spirit Veins poured energy into the Array. The Martial Energy, once weakened, surged back to its peak.
“Can the Array keep recovering like that?” Lin Director mused. “But can the Bunker?”
He spoke pointedly: “Money brings fortune. Fortune brings endless chances. Without it, no matter how skilled you are, how strong your steel—how many defeats can you afford?”
Director Gao met his stare without flinching. “No one can be undefeated forever. I only need to survive until the end.”
“Then let’s see who stands at the end,” Lin Director said, eyes locked.
Their wills clashed across the Ling Realm, crackling in the air like static.
At that moment, the ninth wave descended.
Dark, swirling thunderbolts erupted across the sky, lashing out in all directions like a storm unleashed.
The Bunker’s Array trembled violently under the assault. The First Layer forcefield shattered. Cracks began to spread across the outer walls.
Then came the tenth wave—the final, most devastating strike.
A torrent of lightning dragons descended from the heavens, unleashing explosions, scorching heat, and overwhelming electromagnetic pulses. Students near the front were forced to retreat, shielding their eyes.
Ji Yuanchi’s Bunker shuddered, then collapsed—crumbling under the relentless waves, until only the first layer remained.
But on the other side…
Zhang Yu’s Bunker—though one outer wall had partially collapsed—still stood, its core structure intact.
Lin Director’s brow knotted tightly. “Even with twice the reinforcement… this isn’t possible. What else did he do?”
He focused his mind. Zhang Yu’s Construction Record materialized before him.
Director Gao smiled faintly and turned to Tu Lishan. “Take the students inside. Let them learn.”
Under Tu Lishan’s guidance, Gong Shuijin, Ying Xin, Li Xiao, Yu Xinghan, and others stepped onto the still-scalding ground, slowly approaching Zhang Yu’s Bunker.
When they saw the dense network of redundant structures inside, Gong Shuijin gasped. “In just three hours… he built all this?”
Tu Lishan nodded. “This is Zhang Yu’s strength.”
“Today, I brought you here not just to witness his work—but to show you the real gap between you and him.”
As he spoke, he tapped the air. A video appeared before them.
Every exam session in the Examination Hall was recorded—footage captured for verification, auditing, and inspection.
Now, the screen showed Zhang Yu’s construction process.
If seeing the human-shaped Qi auras darting back and forth—like an entire crew working in perfect coordination—had only earned a flicker of surprise, what came next stunned them.
Tu Lishan said calmly, “Zhang Yu maintained this pace for three hours straight.”
He thought of the repeated shots of Zhang Yu swallowing pills during construction. A quiet awe stirred in his heart.
“Such absorption, such endurance… a constitution that can be pushed again and again… truly, he is a natural Tu Mu Sacred Body.”
The thought passed in an instant.
Then he continued: “Of course, even that wouldn’t have been enough to survive ten waves.”
“He only made it because of the materials.”
(End of Chapter)
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