Chapter 79

Since the start of the martial arts examination, Shen Tong's "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique" had been almost invincible, with all opponents being knocked off the stage by him.

This was the first time since the competition began that someone had managed to block Shen Tong's massive hammer head-on. Yang Ji's aura was not particularly strong, at least not as strong as Shen Tong's.

However, when that palm blocked Shen Tong, a strange feeling arose in everyone's hearts, as if the person in front of them was not a human, but a solid wall.

Shen Tong's reaction was extremely quick. After the first hammer was blocked, he immediately swung the second, third, and so on, unleashing a storm of hammer blows without a moment's hesitation.

The "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique" was not just one hammer, but countless hammers. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called "myriad." The technique seemed chaotic, but in reality, it was orderly and continuous, with immense power crushing the enemy to death. However, no one had ever forced Shen Tong to reveal his true strength before.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shen Tong's reaction was fast, but Yang Ji's was even faster. Although "Cloud Hands" did not have the power of the "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique," it was faster than Shen Tong's.

A series of bangs echoed as Yang Ji's punches, from below, fiercely struck Shen Tong's little fingers. When Shen Tong's massive hammer struck, it was like hitting a sharp reef in the sea, causing both arms to bounce up, feeling light and powerless, with only about 60% of his strength being utilized.

"What kind of ultimate technique is this!"

Shen Tong was greatly alarmed. He wanted to continue, but suddenly felt a pain in his waist, immediately taking a punch from Yang Ji. He let out a painful cry and flew backward as if riding the clouds.

Sigh!

When Shen Tong was sent flying and fell to the ground, the crowd gasped, and the entire 10th unit fell silent.

Yang Ji and Shen Tong, two prominent figures in the 10th unit, had decided the outcome of the first round in an unbelievable way.

Many people, including those who would compete against Yang Ji for the 10th unit's advancement, opened their eyes wide.

Yang Ji's strength was terrifying. Shen Tong's "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique" had almost reached the peak of the first level of martial arts, with immense power that was almost invincible. However, in front of Yang Ji, it was rendered ineffective.

Many people didn't even see how Shen Tong was hit. Throughout the process, Yang Ji didn't even move, standing like a reef, immovable no matter how big the waves.

"Master! ——"

A cry of alarm came from the audience, from Shen Tong's servants.

"Again!"

Shen Tong ignored his servants, got up from the ground, glared at Yang Ji, and charged again.

"Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique!"

Shen Tong stirred the blood and qi in his body to the extreme, his entire body turning a faint red, and his two arms moving like a storm, creating countless hammer illusions that rained down on Yang Ji.

The entire stage was filled with fierce winds, and the violent air currents even made the armor plates of the four elite soldiers around the stage rattle. The candidates around the stage had to squint and step back.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shen Tong's speed was fast, but Yang Ji's was even faster. In a short time, Yang Ji delivered over ten punches, each one precisely hitting the weakest point under Shen Tong's fists.

Shen Tong's storm of "massive hammers" either missed or were deflected!

"How is this possible! ——"

Shen Tong's mind was in turmoil, his face showing disbelief.

His "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique" was so fast that even he couldn't see it clearly, but Yang Ji could clearly capture the trajectory of his punches and hit the same spot on both fists every time, which was simply unbelievable.

"Hum!"

Shen Tong wanted to continue, but suddenly Yang Ji extended his arm, directly piercing through Shen Tong's "myriad hammer shadows," grabbed Shen Tong's neck, lifted him up, and then threw him down hard.

Boom!

The immense force shook the entire stage, making it jump three times.

"Ah!! ——"

The crowd gasped in shock. Yang Ji's final throw was simply unbelievable, leaving everyone in awe.

"Too strong! Too strong! ……"

"Strength and martial skills, Shen Tong is absolutely not inferior to him, but he was completely suppressed!"

"Skill! The gap between Shen Tong's skills and his is too large. It's like the difference between a child and a giant."

……

The crowd was stunned. Yang Ji displayed an overwhelming combat technique.

To be fair, Shen Tong's abilities were not weak, but in terms of combat skills, he was on a different level compared to Yang Ji.

"Shen Tong's martial skills… have been seen through."

On the stage, a "Martial Realm" expert remained silent, but a thought flashed in his eyes. This battle between Yang Ji and Shen Tong not only attracted many "Martial Realm" students but also many strong candidates from other units.

These people had keen eyes, seeing through the details. Others saw only the speed, but they saw deeper.

Yang Ji's final throw would not have been possible without a deep understanding of Shen Tong's "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique," knowing all its weaknesses and flaws. It was impossible to throw a peak-level martial artist like a child.

Although Shen Tong's strength and martial skills were not weak, he was the son of a wealthy merchant, lacking the cultivation of a martial family. His "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique" was well-practiced but not flawless.

Yang Ji's ability to see through his weaknesses was what made people wary.

"Impossible! Impossible!! ……"

Shen Tong was thrown out for the second time, feeling as if struck by lightning. The first time could be considered a coincidence, but the second time was not that simple.

Shen Tong refused to believe that his proud "Myriad Chaos Hammer Technique" would be so easily defeated by Yang Ji.

Boom!

Shen Tong got up from the ground and charged at Yang Ji for the third time. But with a bang, a white light flashed just a foot in front of Yang Ji, and Shen Tong was directly thrown ten feet away, flying far off the stage.

"Master! ——"

Several of Shen Tong's servants rushed over in alarm.

"Yang Ji wins!"

The black-faced man announced loudly, his bright eyes showing a hint of surprise: "Good kid! ……"

Pairing Yang Ji and Shen Tong together was indeed his idea. It did not violate the rules of the martial arts examination. What truly surprised him was the strength Yang Ji displayed.

He had presided over several martial arts examinations and seen many geniuses. But to be fair, at this age, at this level of martial arts, and in this level of the martial arts examination, no one had shown the kind of effortless, skillful throw that Yang Ji did.

Even he himself did not have such ability.

"Congratulations, Yang Ji!"

The black-faced man whispered, the first time he had congratulated a martial arts student on the stage.

A sparse applause echoed from the audience. After this match, Yang Ji was undoubtedly the first in the 10th unit. Even the other "Martial Realm" candidates had no intention of competing with him.

"Thank you."

Yang Ji glanced at the black-faced man in surprise, a flash of insight passing through his mind.

"Hmm?"

As he walked off the stage, Yang Ji's gaze swept over the crowd, and he saw a familiar figure, his heart stirring: "It's him!"

That meticulous back and precise movements were unmistakably Wang Xuan, whom he had met at the "Earth Dragon Inn," a man from a military family.

"I didn't expect him to be here."

Yang Ji scanned the crowd again and saw several more familiar figures, some of whom were people he had seen in Han Bin's notebook.

"I didn't expect them to notice me so quickly."

Yang Ji thought to himself.

Just as Yang Ji would watch other matches to gather information on his opponents, the experts from other stages were also here, collecting information on their opponents.

Clearly, there were more than just one smart person.

"This martial arts examination is going to be quite interesting."

Yang Ji smiled to himself and then walked off the stage.