Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1836: Is He Really That Strong? (2)

Chapter 1836: Is He Really That Strong? (2)....
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The last person to earn a million points had already become a core elder in the Alliance of Artifact Refiners, an elder with real power.
No one had ever scored a perfect mark in this trial.
“Look, someone has started!”
Someone outside the hall exclaimed.
In the light screen, a figure standing on the wasteland moved and rushed towards the exotic beasts in front of him. Then a stream of light shot out from his hand.
A level-four exotic beast was slain within a few seconds.
The person kept moving, swiftly killing other exotic beasts, then collecting them and beginning to forge weapons with the tendons and bones of the exotic beasts.
“Average technique, not bad strength. Passing won’t be difficult, but high scores are impossible.”
Someone commented in the square.
Others wanted to refute, but seeing that the commentator was a divine-level refiner, they fell silent.
“It’s not Xu Ao,” Luo Yang said with certainty in front of the stone steps.
Although a formidable figure had appeared in the first trial, making it hard to say it was Xu Ao, Xu Ao definitely wouldn’t act so predictably.
Indeed, it was Qi Zhujian who had taken action.
Qi Zhujian moved quickly, and a battle puppet made from exotic beast tendons and bones was nearly complete.
On the other side, Zhang Xiangyang and Xu Ao also started.
Zhang Xiangyang took a similar approach to Qi Zhujian, killing exotic beasts and then forging weapons.
He seemed distracted, making mistakes even with simple components, likely still shocked by the earlier events.
But no one outside the hall laughed at him.
Anyone would be shaken by such a situation and find it difficult to calm down.
Xu Ao, who attacked at the same time as Zhang Xiangyang, was different.
After slaying several level seven exotic beasts, he began refining weapons.
It was indeed impressive for a refiner to kill a level-seven beast with his bare hands.
“I wonder if the last two will do something amazing.” Outside the hall, people watched Han Muyue on the mountain ridge and Qu Zhengjia in the distance.
“They’re moving.”
In the light screen, a phantom charged at the exotic beasts, a spiritual light enveloping it.
The mutated beast roared and the divine light in its eyes dissipated. Its body turned around and rushed towards the other mutated beasts beside it.
The exotic beast roared, its eyes losing their light, its body turning to attack other beasts. Before the other beasts could react, they were pounced on, their eyes losing light as well.
One by one, the beasts were controlled, their power accumulating under the figure’s manipulation.
The figure’s simple actions combined the beasts into powerful battle puppets.
Flesh and blood puppets.
This technique was unheard of.
“Impressive.”
“What a peculiar method.”
“This person is extraordinary.”
Outside the light screen, there were murmurs.
Even the three Core Elders looked surprised.
“That’s the one who researched the combination of battle puppets, right?” Core Elder Jin Wu turned around and looked at the two people beside him.
Master Han’s combined battle puppets were patented by the alliance and recognized by divine realm experts, prohibited from being shared.
The combination of flesh and blood he saw now was also the way to form a battle puppet.
In that case, he could basically confirm that this was Master Han.
By now, the flesh and blood puppets had killed many exotic beasts, gaining points and increasing their power.
“He might be the one who scored full marks earlier. His puppet is so strong, he might achieve a million points,” someone outside the hall speculated, watching the puppet continue its assault.
Everyone’s eyes glimmered with expectation. This trial could witness a million-point performance.
Everyone’s eyes lit up.
In this round, it could be said that they would be able to witness an exciting trial worth a million points.
Meanwhile, Han Muyue, who had just started digging, was ignored.
Digging now—did he want to score zero?
A mound of earth several meters high had piled up before Han Muye.
He reached out, striking the mound, revealing dark stones.
Not stones but iron.
Refined iron of average quality.
Han Muye stretched out his palm, and flames surrounded the iron mine.
Quickly, he condensed a basin-sized lump of fine iron ore.
He kept searching, and after an hour and a half, he found dozens of different types of ores of various sizes.
At this point, the fastest and strongest, Qu Zhengjia, had killed two level-nine beasts and three level-eight beasts.
The others had also accumulated at least 10,000 points.
This was gaining both points and resources.
With powerful exotic beast tendons and bones as materials, their battle puppets grew stronger rapidly.
Qu Zhengjia and Xu Ao’s puppets were now capable of killing ninth-level exotic beasts, depending on how long it took.
Finally, Han Muyue began forging weapons.
He could forge weapons with the spiritual materials and ores he had found.
He used spiritual materials to refine a battle armor and a long saber.
The quality was not bad. It was at least at level seven.
But no one cared about his work; even the core elders glanced once and lost interest.
Moving so slowly, he’d struggle to score even 10,000 points.
Wearing the armor, Han Muyue gripped the long sword, slashing fiercely, then walked forward.
Over the ridge, exotic beasts turned and charged at him.
“Clang—”
The long saber slashed out, bringing with it a strong wind.
“Decent cultivation.”
“The saber technique is alright.”
“Average. If he’d started earlier, he might have passed.”
Seeing Han Muyue finally take action, people outside the hall gave their evaluations.
The judges by the stone steps shook their heads.
The long saber in Han Muye’s hand severed the neck of a level-six beast.
The blade’s glow wrapped the beast’s blood qi, bringing out streaks of blood.
Blood gathered on his long saber and battle armor.
The outsiders didn’t care.
No one noticed the blood infusion bringing the sword and armor to life.
Devouring.
Blood demon array.
The power that once suppressed even the prehistoric overlord dragon crocodile was quietly inscribed on the armor.
Han Muye slashed with one step. After 10 steps, his entire body was already blood-red.
“Buzz!”
His armor vibrated, blood light forming a veil and then a layer of red glow.
The armor upgraded!
Outside the light screen, everyone watched as the armor turned blood-red, the sword forming a 10-foot blade shadow.
It kept extending, to 200 feet, then 300 feet, 400 feet…
The armor’s power visibly surged.
Level seven battle armor.
Level eight battle armor.
Level nine battle armor!
It took less than a quarter hour to advance three levels.
Then it took another quarter hour to reach the sage level.
An hour later, the armor’s blood light turned into a roaring blood dragon. Divine level!
Divine level!
The blood dragon’s roar shook the wasteland.
The bodies of the low-level exotic beasts trembled and crumbled.
Countless exotic beasts below level four had died.
This was the power of blood demons invading their souls and then causing their heart meridians and mental demons to erupt.
Beasts above level four charged crazily at Han Muye. Then they were pounced on by the blood dragon and devoured most of them in one bite.
The blood dragon’s power was getting stronger and stronger.
Outside the hall, everyone was stunned.
On the wasteland, the other four candidates could only do their best to resist the blood dragon’s corrosion.
They could barely hold on, let alone hunt exotic beasts.
“Boom”
The blood dragon tore a path, biting a hundred-foot divine-level eagle on a distant cliff.
The mighty beast struggled but was devoured.
After consuming the divine eagle, the blood dragon’s power peaked, roaring as all level seven and below beasts collapsed.
“There’s still one to four hours before the trial ends…”
Outside the light screen, the core Elder, Zuo Jun, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, trying his best not to tremble.
So what if he was in a high position?
So what if he was strong?
Everything he had was worthless in the face of this scene.
This level of artifact refining had surpassed his understanding.
Core Elder of the Alliance of Artifact Refiners?
It was a joke.
“Is he really that strong…” The white-bearded elder in a green robe, core elder Jin Wu, blushed and breathed heavily.
Strong.
Extremely strong.
In the light screen, the blood-colored dragon swept across the world. All the beasts on the wasteland were either devoured or killed.
Whether it was a divine realm expert or a sage realm expert, none of them could withstand a single strike.
As the wasteland’s sunset left a final glow, the blood dragon let out a long roar and then its body dissipated.
The battle armor on Han Muye shattered.
The trial ended.