Ming Qi's final blow, concentrated with all his might, was more powerful and domineering than any of the previous ones. This time, his fist was imbued with the true essence of the wolf.
He intended to seal the deal with a single blow, completely subduing the Terror Wolf with his fists.
Awooo...
Just as Ming Qi's fists were within an inch of the Terror Wolf, the Terror Wolf suddenly whimpered and fell to the ground, completely surrendering its resistance. Though its eyes still gleamed with ferocity and greed, it dared not even meet Ming Qi's gaze.
Seeing this, Ming Qi understood that the Terror Wolf had been completely subdued by his might.
Huh!
Since the opponent had already expressed submission, Ming Qi naturally wouldn't throw those two domineering punches directly, especially since the Terror Wolf had already given up resistance.
Just as his fists were about to land, Ming Qi suddenly twisted his body, his fists missing the Dread Wolf. Then, they danced through the air countless times, finally releasing the force.
"Alright, follow me!"
Ming Qi glanced at the Dread Wolf and began to relax his muscles, fatigued from the prolonged battle.
The Dread Wolf obediently stood up and followed Ming Qi.
"He actually defeated the Dread Wolf!"
"How terrifying!"
"His fist could probably break even a mountain!"
Ming Qi ignored the countless quiet sighs and comments, knowing that they were mostly the result of the terrifying aura created by the second punch of the Wolf Fist.
"Time's up!"
Over the Beast Garden, Prince Xu's cold voice rang out, announcing the conclusion of the first stage of the entrance examination.
With that, numerous cultivators filed out along the path.
Ming Qi took a quick look and saw that few people had lost their lives in the first round, and most had subdued demonic beasts of varying levels. It seemed that the cultivators taking this initiation test were exceptional in both quality and perseverance.
Outside, Prince Xu glanced at the crowd, and a rare glint flickered in his usually calm eyes.
"Hey, I say, that bear you're looking for must be a female, right?"
Seeing Yue Qinglong had also subdued a demonic beast, a terrifyingly large black bear,
Hearing Ming Qi's teasing, Yue Qinglong laughed heartily, "You guessed it right, young master. I've always been interested in females!"
"What a bad taste! It's truly a bad taste. They've even set their sights on wild beasts."
Ming Qi gasped.
Looking around, he saw that the cold and beautiful girl had also passed the first round. However, Ming Qi was somewhat shocked to learn that the demonic beast she had subdued was actually a flying bird!
You know, cultivators in the Acquired Realm lack the ability to fly, making it nearly impossible to subdue avian demonic beasts. But this seems to have overturned traditional thinking.
"Damn, you're so fierce! You even conquered something so cruel?"
Yue Qinglong seemed to have just noticed the ink-black Terror Wolf behind Ming Qi, and was immediately horrified.
"No wonder Big Black is trembling! It's over! You've outsmarted him again."
Yue Qinglong was instantly filled with pain.
Ming Qi looked and saw that the big black bear standing behind Yue Qinglong was indeed trembling slightly. The demonic beasts and ferocious beasts around him were jumping restlessly, trying their best to avoid the Terror Wolf surrounding Ming Qi.
"I underestimated that guy, but if I give it my all, I can still tame the Dread Wolf. There are still several more difficult levels ahead, each one more challenging than the last. If I exhaust my strength in the early stages, I'll surely perish in the latter stages!"
"Brother Yan is right. It's said that the top-place finisher in this assessment will receive endless rewards. Brother Yan has been thoughtful and considerate. How can that brat from the mountains compare?"
A considerable distance away from Ming Qi, a group of three or five people were whispering. These people had completed the first stage and were preparing for the second.
Besides this group, numerous others were gazing at Ming Qi with varying expressions, seemingly each harboring their own concerns.
After resting for less than a quarter of an hour, Prince Xu reappeared, wielding the jade token in his hand. Another passageway opened.
As this passageway opened, the faint sound of cavalry and iron swords could be heard, as if a magnificent battle were unfolding within.
With his previous experience in mind, Ming Qi scanned the interior of the passage before setting his gaze above it. Sure enough, five large characters appeared there: "Sword Weapons Coiled Dragon Formation!"
"The second stage of the test begins. Use the demonic beasts you have subdued to charge through this Sword Weapons Coiled Dragon Formation and reach the other side!"
Prince Xu's words were simple, but no one who had passed the first stage would consider the Sword Weapons Coiled Dragon Formation as simple as playing house. They were likely to be dealing with real weapons, and a single mistake could cost them their lives.
"Remember, once you accept the test, there's no turning back. Enter the Sword Weapons Coiled Dragon Formation, and it's either pass or die."
With these words, the atmosphere suddenly grew heavier. This was no longer just an entrance test; it had become a matter of life and death.
"How could this be!"
Someone in the crowd cried out. Tests had never been like this before. Even if they wanted to join the Biyou Sect, it had never been this difficult. Failing to enter meant death. This completely defied common sense.
Prince Xu's face turned cold, and a barely perceptible ray of light shot out from his hand, instantly dissolving the person who had spoken into a pool of blood.
"I've already given you a chance. The path of a cultivator is filled with countless hardships and dangers. If you can't pass this simple test, even if you become a disciple of my Biyou Sect, you'll be no different from a worthless waste!"
"The second stage begins!"
This time, it was almost forced. Prince Xu waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind swept up, instantly sweeping everyone into the passage. Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, the passage quickly closed.
Ming Qi felt a pang of grief at this moment. The feeling of having one's fate in someone else's hands was awful, utterly awful!
This was something he had never experienced before. In his previous life, she had been the only one who controlled Bill's fate; how could anyone else hold his own?
At this moment, Ming Qi truly realized that the world of cultivators was far more cruel and ruthless than he had imagined. Although he was already quite cold-blooded, he was still shocked.
After calming himself down, Ming Qi began to survey the dragon-shaped formation of swords and weapons before him.
The first thing I saw was a sea of fire and swords. The blood and blood that spread across the ground, mixed with the shards of broken limbs, emitted a piercing scent. The sky rained down arrows and blazing flames, wave after wave.
This place was pure hell!
Everyone who entered the second level immediately felt as if they had entered hell. A sea of fire and swords filled the air, the bloody horror blinding the eyes and shocking the heart. The sea of fire and blood intertwined to create a breathtaking scene.
Even more terrifying was the countless swords and blades flying back and forth, accompanied by the piercing cries of killing. It was as if the scene before them was a living battlefield. Figures intertwined, swords and blades crisscrossed, forming a long dragon of swords and arrows, arrows, and fire.
For a moment, everyone almost instinctively stopped, no one daring to rush into the dragon-like formation of swords and weapons.
However, they also knew that the exit was sealed, and retreat was now impossible. As Crown Prince Xu had said, it was either advance to the other side or die on the spot.
Ming Qi didn't rush in rashly. Through careful observation, he knew that the swords, arrows, and flames were all controlled at the level of mortals, without any trace of innate power.
"As long as they weren't infused with innate vitality by innate powerhouses, there's a chance of breaking through."
Ming Qi wouldn't give up, no matter what. Facing such a perilous test, it only fueled his fighting spirit.
"The long dragon of swords on the ground follows a certain pattern, and so does the rain of flaming arrows from the sky. As long as we understand this pattern, find the openings, and control our speed and landing points, we can easily penetrate this Coiling Dragon Formation!"
After observing for a while, Ming Qi had a rough idea of the situation. Although the rain of flaming arrows seemed terrifying and terrifying, he could still see a small gap in it, and the same was true for the long dragon of swords on the ground.
Seeing through the situation, Ming Qi hesitated, but with a thought, the scarlet spear stored in his ring was now in his hand.
While this scarlet spear wasn't yet a true spiritual weapon, it was several orders of magnitude superior to those ordinary iron weapons. It could easily shatter any of the swords in the dragon of swords.
Whoosh!
Ming Qi made up his mind and leaped onto the dire wolf, pointing his spear forward. The dire wolf, incredibly intelligent, let out a low howl and charged forward.
"That brat again!"
Prince Xu, hovering quietly in the distance, muttered to himself when he saw that the first person to rush into the dragon of swords was the same person who had left Santai Town.
Huh!
Swords flared like dragons, arrows blazed like tigers, their gushing, whistling flames seemingly imbued with spirituality. As Ming Qi entered the Coiling Dragon Formation, dozens of long sword dragons charged forward from all sides, while countless arrows spewed flames from the sky, coalescing into massive balls of fire that rained down from the heavens.
Boundless heat, mingled with the murderous aura of the swords, instantly enveloped Ming Qi and began to strangle him.
It was a terrifying and bloody process. At that moment, Ming Qi felt as if he were on the brink of death, only a fraction away.
Bang!
Bang!
Ming Qi dared not delay. He thrust his spear up and down, sweeping left and right, forward and backward. Simultaneously, he urged his dire wolves forward at a rapid pace.
The range of the Coiling Dragon Formation wasn't large, only about five hundred meters. But his only chance of reaching the other side was to pierce through the vast, swirling formation of swords and weapons.
Leveraging his scarlet spear, Ming Qi continuously slashed through the swords and weapons coming from all directions, advancing through the thorns and brambles.
Though the journey was short, it was incredibly arduous, fraught with danger. A single glimpse of carelessness could lead to death!