Chapter 1365: The Little Fatty's Roar

Once a person's will reaches its limit, concentration becomes difficult to maintain.

Earlier, Xie Jingyi's will had become dazed under the wash of heavenly might, so how could he remember anything about Axiu?

Ye Yuan's words were like a morning drum and evening bell, startling Xie Jingyi awake.

The will-wash is like running; once you get through the most difficult limit period, you find that you can run very well.

However, under such heavy pressure, Xie Jingyi dared not act rashly.

He focused his spirit and guarded his unity, constantly holding fast to his faith in his mind, and thus managed to persist.

But he was secretly astonished that Ye Yuan could hold on until now!

He had thought that Ye Yuan would have been eliminated long ago.

After all, speaking nicely doesn't mean one truly has the strength.

Yet not only did he hold on, but he also had the spare energy to remind him.

This showed that this level of will-wash was nothing to Ye Yuan!

Was this guy really at the mid-Dongxuan stage?

Although martial will and cultivation level have no necessary relationship, generally speaking, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the martial will.

In previous entrance examinations, there had been mid-Dongxuan cultivators who passed the first stage, but they were extremely rare.

Often, one in a thousand years would be considered good.

Xie Jingyi dared not think too much; the will-wash grew increasingly intense, and he had no extra time to ponder these things.

On the high platform, two old men presiding over the examination were conversing.

"I wonder what the City Lord is thinking. Every session, he brings in these early and mid-Dongxuan fellows to make up the numbers. It's meaningless!"

"Not entirely so. If low-level martial artists can withstand this martial will, their future achievements will be no less than ours. They might even reach the City Lord's level!"

"That may be true, but every time we expend a great deal of manpower and resources for these also-rans, is it really worth it?"

"Hey, if the City Lord thinks it's worth it, then it's worth it. Why think so much?"

They had long been accustomed to geniuses and looked down on these early and mid-Dongxuan martial artists.

Although those who endured at the early or mid-Dongxuan stage had great potential, it was only potential.

Very few could actually realize that potential.

Day by day passed, and the number of people in the square grew smaller.

But the rate of elimination also slowed down.

Those who could endure the first few days were all people with tenacious wills; making them give up was very difficult!

"Ah!"

Suddenly, someone in the square could no longer bear it and screamed in agony.

But this scream was different from those who had vomited blood earlier; it sounded very eerie, and then the person vomited blood profusely.

Finally, there was no more sound.

This change caught everyone off guard.

Those martial artists who were already at their critical point could no longer resist and crushed their wooden tokens one after another.

Another large batch was eliminated!

The Heavenly Might barrier did not block the five senses or the six faculties; everything happening outside could be heard and seen.

They finally realized that the old man was not joking—people really could die!

It was already the twenty-third day, and the chubby young man's spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Hearing this turn of events, his wooden token was already in his hand without him realizing it; he could barely hold on any longer.

"I can't do it anymore, I really can't hold on! If this continues, I'll end up like him! I've done my best to last this long!"

These words echoed in the chubby young man's mind.

"Giving up already? Are you making excuses for yourself, thinking it's impressive you've lasted this long? Only seven days left—if you're a man, push through! Or is it that you live up to your name and should be a woman?"

Just as Xie Jingyi was about to crush his wooden token, Ye Yuan's voice rang out again.

The chubby young man was startled again and shouted, "Damn you! You're the woman! I, Xie Jingyi, am a true man standing tall between heaven and earth! It's only seven days—I'll show you I can hold on! Axiu, watch closely, your man is the best!"

The chubby young man's roar was especially jarring in the square.

Everyone was fully focused on resisting the will's erosion, and his goofy shout caused some nearby martial artists who were already at their breaking point to immediately lose control, crushing their wooden tokens one by one and disappearing.

Even Ye Yuan nearly lost his composure.

Fortunately, he still had some strength left and didn't collapse.

But Xie Jingyi's shout caught the attention of the two old men on the high platform.

"Eh, that chubby young man who just shouted seems to have just entered the late stage of Dongxuan. I didn't expect him to last this long."

"Hiss... something's off!"

"Huh? What's off? He really is at the late Dongxuan stage!"

"I'm not talking about him. Look at the kid next to him!"

"Huh? Mid Dongxuan? Am I... am I seeing things? A mid Dongxuan cultivator has lasted this long?"

"Not only that! Look at his expression—it's very calm, as if the will's erosion doesn't affect him much!"

"This... this is really strange! Even if a mid Dongxuan cultivator has lasted this long before, they couldn't have been this calm!"

"Also, did you notice? There aren't many people around them anymore. That chubby young man seemed to be talking to someone! Could it be that the kid next to him deliberately stirred up his fighting spirit?"

At this, the two exchanged glances, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

A mid Dongxuan cultivator, on the twenty-third day, still had the energy to inspire others' fighting spirit!

This willpower was simply terrifying!

Originally, with tens of thousands of people in the square, the two old men wouldn't have noticed Ye Yuan and Xie Jingyi.

But now, because of the chubby young man's shout, they had successfully drawn everyone's attention.

Not only them, but also the people from Wumeng Academy organizing the exam had noticed the chubby young man.

Suddenly, the student who had given Ye Yuan his token fixed his gaze and looked at Ye Yuan in astonishment.

"Jiang Chen, what's wrong? Surprised by that joker? But it's indeed not easy for someone of his strength to last this long."

Another student beside him, seeing Jiang Chen's expression, couldn't help teasing.

These two were both inner academy students, one named Jiang Chen and the other Song Fang, both experts of the Earth Battalion.

Jiang Chen glanced at him and said, "A late Dongxuan cultivator lasting this long isn't strange. But a mid Dongxuan cultivator lasting this long is surprising! Look at that kid next to him—I gave him his wooden token. At the time, he called me 'senior brother,' and I looked down on him. I never expected him to last until now!"

Song Fang hadn't noticed before, but hearing this, he was also taken aback.

"Heh, didn't expect you to misjudge someone! He still seems to have plenty of strength left. I'm afraid the Heavenly Might barrier won't stop him. The only question is how many points he can earn." Song Fang said with a smile.