Chapter 394: The End
Spiritual Realm Space.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan had already overwhelmed Su Yanyang. Many teachers from the Civil Engineering Department wore expressions of shock—this outcome had been utterly unforeseen.
Tu Lishan thought to himself: "Zhang Yu’s Xuanhuang Zhenyue Seal has reached this level in just three months? Incredible."
Lang Yougong wondered: "Did Su Yanyang’s Spirit Armor malfunction? Did Zhang Yu tamper with it? What kind of Technique is this?"
Director Gao mused: "Ciji really poured in the effort. Looks like he’s serious this time. That 30 Lingbi investment wasn’t wasted."
Ciji Zhenjun analyzed: "That Flying Sword was forged using the Jiqing Sword Dao method. I know for a fact Wen Wuya isn’t Qingqing God’s disciple. Old Gao… you’ve got connections with two of Tianjian University’s Hua Shen? Did you defect to Wanfa, betraying the school?"
Director Gao: Thanks, you’ve gone to a lot of trouble this time.
Ciji Zhenjun: No need to thank me. You’re the one who’s been hiding your depth all along. Your disciple is simply too well-trained.
Meanwhile, Lin Director watched the intense clash between Su Yanyang and Xiao Qingxuan, and suddenly felt Ji Yuanchi’s defeat wasn’t entirely unjust.
"Zhang Yu clearly has high-level guidance and strong backing. His talent far surpasses his peers."
“So it’s true—War Faction is really pushing him forward. They’ve put in serious effort.”
Recalling Ji Yuanchi’s claim that War Faction was targeting him, Lin Director thought: "Ji Yuanchi wasn’t entirely wrong. I suppose I was just caught in the crossfire of their support for Zhang Yu."
"And my plan to use Ji Yuanchi to stop Zhang Yu… I clearly underestimated both him—and War Faction."
At that moment, as Xiao Qingxuan blocked Su Yanyang’s attack, Zhang Yu had already charged toward the scattered Building Materials littering the ground, battered by the shockwaves.
Tu Lishan’s eyes narrowed. The critical moment had arrived.
Su Yanyang, as the defender, needed to use the prepared Building Materials to construct a Bunker. But many of those materials were impossible to refine on-site.
Tu Lishan realized: "If the Building Materials vanish… that’s a massive problem."
And how could Building Materials disappear from a Construction Site—completely vanishing, beyond all trace?
All the Civil Engineering teachers in the audience had the same answer in mind.
"Zhang Yu’s about to eat."
Tu Lishan thought: "He could team up with Xiao Qingxuan to press the attack, but that won’t resolve Su Yanyang quickly. Better to eliminate the Building Materials now and reduce their Bunker Completion Rate."
As expected, Zhang Yu’s muscles swelled. Under the momentum of Mountain Form Reality Chapter, his body surged forward—then, in one swift motion, he devoured a handful of Building Materials.
But almost instantly, his body stiffened. Blood trickled from his mouth and nose. His skin twitched violently, flashing with patches of blue-purple discoloration.
Tu Lishan thought: "Poisoned? Did Su Yanyang poison the Building Materials?"
Lang Yougong mused: "Probably a delayed-effect toxin—doesn’t interfere with construction, but kicks in after ingestion."
"Well done." Wei Huai smirked. "All Construction Site Building Materials should be poisoned!"
"Su Yanyang learned from his last battle. He was prepared."
On the field, Zhang Yu stopped eating. He could feel the poison, but pushing through it while still consuming materials would be too exhausting.
Then, with a sudden surge of Gang Qi, he began reshaping the Building Materials on-site—crafting crude, unstable ruins right there in the arena.
Tu Lishan’s eyes lit up. "Excellent! He’s turning the opponent’s own materials into Substandard Construction!"
"Once forged, those materials can’t be reused easily—many are now permanently damaged."
Lang Yougong added: "Even better. Zhang Yu’s integrating these ruins into the Array, using the Array to reinforce them. Now even dismantling them becomes harder."
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On the battlefield.
Zhang Yu knew this was the decisive moment. He roared, his muscles bulging, pushing every Technique he knew—Zhanmo Yunshou Gong, Chunqiu Wujin Chan, Mountain Form Reality Chapter—into absolute peak performance.
Around him, dozens of Wuxiang Force manifestations emerged, like a miniature engineering crew, all working in unison.
"Fast," Tu Lishan murmured. "Zhang Yu’s Construction Efficiency has quietly reached this level?"
Then, another shift occurred.
A figure shot forward—Su Yanyang’s teammate.
As that teammate unleashed Gang Qi toward Xiao Qingxuan, Su Yanyang himself blurred across the battlefield, intercepting a descending Iron Coffin.
A flash of light—several glowing forms shot out, replacing his Spirit Armor in an instant.
Then Shi Huaixu arrived, unleashing a storm of Mud and Sand to shield Zhang Yu.
Tu Lishan watched as reinforcements poured in, forming a complex web of combat lines centered around the half-built Substandard Construction.
And it wasn’t just the physical world that was ablaze—within the Spirit Realm Network, Soul Cultivators from both sides fought fiercely for control of the Formation, using its power to influence the battlefield.
Even though Tu Lishan favored Zhang Yu, he had to admit: the gap between the two sides was vast.
"This won’t last long," he thought.
Wei Huai sighed: "They’re too poor… this team’s been through endless battles. They can’t sustain this much longer. They’ll be eliminated soon."
Tu Lishan muttered: "Zhang Yu… can you go any faster?"
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On the battlefield.
Zhang Yu focused on the chaos around him. His Fourfold Mind reached its peak, draining every drop of blood, every ounce of Martial Energy, pushing his body to its absolute limit. He worked at the fastest speed he’d ever achieved.
"Faster!"
"Just a little faster!"
At that moment, there was nothing in his mind but the relentless need to consume the Building Materials—fastest possible.
Having activated every Technique and exhausted every resource, he began switching Chain Law Diagrams.
He replaced the Qi Mai Chang Liu, which restored Martial Energy, with the Martial Dao Holy Body.
No need for digestion, learning, recovery speed, or resistance. All he wanted now was raw, overwhelming power.
And then, as the Martial Dao Holy Body took hold, everything became crystal clear.
Every ounce of strength within him, every force he unleashed, every strand of Gang Qi—everything was perfectly known, perfectly controlled.
The Building Materials, under his flesh and Gang Qi—hammered, heated, molded, stirred—responded as if they were extensions of his own body.
The answers came instinctively: How to apply each Technique. How to push it to maximum effect. What motion, what force, what timing.
In an instant, the power of each Technique surged. Construction Efficiency leapt once more—another leap forward.
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"Another breakthrough?" Director Gao gasped. "A full-spectrum breakthrough… is this a martial realm advancement?"
"He’s breaking through on the job site… Zhang Yu, how much of your soul have you poured into this?"
"He might just change the Civil Engineering Department at Wanfa University."
Ciji Zhenjun stared, stunned: "To break through under such pressure… it’s like a swordsman achieving a breakthrough in battle, or a blacksmith perfecting his craft mid-forging."
"Only someone utterly devoted, passionate, and obsessed with their craft could do this."
"This student loves Civil Engineering so much… why even consider switching majors? Is he really going to leave?"
"No… could he be pulling a trick on me with Old Gao?"
The thought of Director Gao—someone who’d built ties with two Hua Shen Gods—made Ciji Zhenjun feel a sudden, deep respect. The man was far more enigmatic than he seemed.
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Meanwhile, the combatants were nearing their limits.
Che Yufei’s Eye Armor flashed red warnings. His Spirit Armor repair costs and medical bills were about to exceed his budget.
"That’s it," he sent a screenshot to the competition group. "Sorry, I can’t go on."
Shi Yunxiang followed, sharing his projected losses and Deposit balance: "Sorry… I’m at my limit."
Shi Yunxiang: "Should’ve taken more side jobs."
Shi Huaixu’s Eye Armor displayed Ghost Kidney depreciation data. He hesitated.
Zhao Tianxing messaged Zhang Yu: "Zhang Yu, my Spirit Realm Pool balance is almost gone."
Mo Tianyi: "I can hold on for five more minutes."
Zhang Yu, still devouring Building Materials, clenched his teeth. "How can we lose now?"
He instantly sent 3 spirit coins to Zhao Tianxing and Mo Tianyi. Then, he dropped a 15 spirit coin red envelope into the group.
His Deposit plummeted.
Zhang Yu: "Hold on, everyone—there’s still a chance. We can still make the top seven!"
Yu Xinghan: [0.5 Lingbi] That’s all I’ve got—hang in there!
Ying Xin: [1 Lingbi] Keep going, team!
Gong Shuijin: [20 Lingbi] Not enough? I’ll borrow more. I’ve got reserves.
Instantly, morale surged. The two who had already given up—Che Yufei and Shi Yunxiang—fought back with renewed ferocity.
Zhang Yu knew most students had little Deposit. Money was quickly converted into Dao cultivation power. Now, everyone was burning their Dao potential.
With that pressure mounting, the Four White Bulls in Zhang Yu’s mind roared once more. His cultivation technique intensified. His mind, movements, and Technique execution all accelerated.
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In Lingxiu Space, many teachers were amazed by Zhang Yu’s performance.
But others saw the truth: despite Zhang Yu’s breakthroughs and rising Construction Efficiency, his teammates were collapsing under Su Yanyang’s relentless assault.
To them, Su Yanyang was like a massive corporation with deep pockets, throwing money at will to crush Zhang Yu’s small engineering team.
No matter how hard Zhang Yu worked, no matter how fast he built, it seemed inevitable—his team would be crushed.
Wei Huai said: "Even the best worker can’t fight against capital. Against overwhelming financial pressure, they’re helpless."
Then, suddenly, Che Yufei and Shi Yunxiang went berserk—like they’d been injected with blood.
Wei Huai frowned. "Are they insane?"
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Su Yanyang’s fury grew.
He despised this battle—despised the unnecessary damage to his Spirit Armor, the rising costs, the chaotic aftermath. He hated the feeling of being out of control.
Especially seeing the enemy fight to the death—without killing, without mercy—left him paralyzed.
He’d always wanted to win through sheer construction dominance.
Now, he was forced into the mud, fighting in a chaotic brawl.
Su Yanyang sent a message to the Soul Cultivators in the Array: "Clear them out within three minutes, or you get nothing."
In the competition group, he snapped: "What are you doing?"
"Per team rules—lowest score this round pays 10 Lingbi to the rest."
With his demands, the team’s momentum surged. Attacks grew fiercer.
Moments later, Shi Yunxiang was crushed into the ground by the Xuanhuang Great Hand Seal.
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In Ling's spiritual space.
Tu Lishan watched as Zhang Yu’s allies were subdued one by one. The Soul Cultivators were expelled from the Battlefield. Only Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan remained.
Tu Lishan felt like he was watching the Civil Engineering Department—despite its hard work, its passion, its sacrifices—being swept away by an unstoppable tide of capital.
Yet Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan showed astonishing resilience.
Holding their ground, alternating offense and defense, retreating while dragging piles of Building Materials, they held on for over ten more minutes before finally being overwhelmed.
When Su Yanyang finally cleared the battlefield, he didn’t even look at the fleeing Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan. He immediately began dismantling the ruins Zhang Yu had built—scavenging every usable material.
Especially the rare, hard-to-refine Building Materials—now all gone, forced to be recovered through desperate measures.
Time passed. The final results were about to be revealed.
"Completion Rate: 34%?" Su Yanyang muttered. "Impossible. How could we be lower than them? I demand a recheck!"
On the other side, Zhang Yu stared at the result. His body relaxed instantly.
"We made it into the top seven, at least."
"This is the absolute limit of what we could do. The rest of the competition… no longer matters."
(End of Chapter)
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