Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 94: The Examination Begins

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: The Examination Begins

After breakfast, Su Luo went to the Jiangbei Martial Arts Association, accompanied by Lin Songbai.

"I’m here for the examination."

Upon arriving at the Jiangbei Martial Association, Su Luo immediately made his intentions clear, and soon, a staff member took him to the preparation area.

Su Luo noticed that there were already more than ten people present, all of whom seemed to be young.

When Su Luo arrived, everyone’s gaze swept over him.

However, most people didn’t sense a strong aura from Su Luo, not like a martial artist who practiced regularly; instead, he somewhat resembled a pretty boy, which caused many to not take him seriously.

Su Luo smiled and found a place to sit down on his own.

Of course, his gaze also swept over everyone present.

He was looking for Bai Yifeng.

Bai Yifeng, a disciple of Wan Chuanxiong, was also ranked sixth among Jiangbei’s Top Ten, with a cultivation of Seventh Stage Inner Strength.

According to the records, he was just one month shy of turning thirty, hitting the age limit just in time to meet the registration requirements.

And as Old Master Lin had mentioned, Zhou Shihao had also sent someone to participate in the Jiangbei Martial Association’s examination, and that person was Bai Yifeng.

"Not here?"

Su Luo’s gaze swept through the crowd, but he did not find Bai Yifeng among them.

It was at that moment, however, that Su Luo suddenly felt something and looked towards the entrance.

A man in a white tracksuit walked in.

The moment Su Luo looked in his direction, the man’s gaze also landed on him.

"Bai Yifeng."

Su Luo’s pupils tightened slightly, recognizing the man.

A sense of alertness rose in his heart, stemming from the perception of a threat.

Clearly, Bai Yifeng was not here with good intentions.

In fact, not just Su Luo, but when Bai Yifeng entered the training room, the majority of the martial artists waiting for the examination felt something and turned their attention to Bai Yifeng, each sensing a threat.

As martial artists themselves, the aura exuding from Bai Yifeng was undeniably stronger.

It caused many to frown and be on guard.

However, Bai Yifeng’s gaze did not return to them, he was only staring at Su Luo.

Afterward, Bai Yifeng shook his head and shifted his gaze away.

In that look, there was a hint of disdain.

Clearly, he did not regard Su Luo very highly.

Su Luo stayed silent. Indeed, Bai Yifeng gave him a strong impression, and if one were to speak in terms of realms, Su Luo indeed trailed by two stages.

But as a cultivator, Su Luo was confident.

Before long, several more people gradually arrived, and twenty people sat in the training room.

Clearly, these were the twenty who had passed the preliminary selection.

When the time came, a middle-aged man entered.

"Good day, everyone. I am Song Lian, the Vice-Chairman of the Jiangbei Martial Arts Association and the person in charge of your examination!"

"I won’t waste time with small talk. The examination consists of three parts. For the first part, you must stand ten meters away and ring the bronze bell using only your Inner Strength, without any external assistance."

"If you can do it, you’ll have passed the first part of the examination. If not, you’ll be eliminated."

Song Lian directly announced the rules for the first part of the examination and gave everyone a brief explanation.

Even so, the revelation still caused everyone to furrow their brows.

And when Song Lian led them to the site of the first examination, many faces turned pale.

The bronze bell was likely over two meters tall and extremely thick, standing firmly on the ground, immovable.

Standing ten meters apart, using only Inner Strength to ring the bell?

This was by no means an easy task.

In fact, if they could use external forces, nearly everyone present could do it, such as by using pebbles to amplify their Inner Strength and strike the bell, surely causing it to ring.

"But without the aid of external force, how is that possible?"

"They are not Martial Arts Grandmasters; they can’t condense energy into a solid form and project their Inner Strength outward."

"Chairman Song, we are not Martial Arts Grandmasters. To make the copper bell resonate from a distance with our Inner Strength seems quite implausible, doesn’t it? Isn’t this kind of assessment a bit too unrealistic?"

One of the young martial artists voiced his question.

Song Lian looked at him and said directly, "If you cannot do it, you may give up and leave immediately."

The corner of that person’s mouth twitched slightly, and he dared not say anything more.

There was no way around it; the Martial Association’s annual recruitment assessment methods were not fixed. Instead, they were randomly set, just like middle school and high school exams. The questions couldn’t be the same every year, but the essence remained unchanged, focusing on testing the application of Inner Strength.

Therefore, although some felt it was unbelievable, others were eager to give it a try.

"The assessment begins!"

"The first one, Zhang Ming!"

Song Lian, holding the list, began to read out names.

Then, the young man who had asked the question earlier reluctantly stepped forward.

Song Lian was somewhat surprised but said nothing.

Zhang Ming was even more reluctant; he had really wanted to watch how others did it, perhaps to learn something from them, but now, he was the very first in line and had no choice but to brace himself.

Standing ten meters from the line, he pondered for a moment, activated his Inner Strength, and delivered a palm strike in the air towards the copper bell.

Naturally, he was not capable of projecting Inner Strength or condensing it into a solid form; his palm merely hit the air, hoping to create a current strong enough to resonate the bell.

But in the end, the copper bell remained motionless, silent without a single sound.

"This..."

The young man named Zhang Ming’s complexion turned sour, for he was a Fourth Stage Inner Strength Martial Artist, hailed as a martial arts prodigy. He had been brimming with confidence, yet now he hadn’t even passed the first part of the assessment?

"Chairman Song, this is simply impossible," Zhang Ming challenged.

Song Lian looked at him and said, "Just because you cannot do it does not mean it is impossible."

Zhang Ming wanted to say more, but by then, Song Lian had already called out, "Next, Bai Yifeng."

Upon hearing the name, Bai Yifeng stepped forward.

Zhang Ming shut his mouth; he felt that Bai Yifeng was strong and wanted to see if Bai Yifeng could actually do it.

Su Luo’s gaze also fell on Bai Yifeng.

Bai Yifeng walked forward, stood ten meters from the line and, with a raise of his hand, delivered a palm strike.

As an Inner Strength Martial Artist, he too couldn’t project Inner Strength outward, but the powerful force of Inner Strength concentrated in his palm sent a shock through the air as he struck.

The resulting force created a powerful gust, invisible yet visibly distorting the air.

"Thud!"

The forceful gust struck the copper bell, and it began to ring.

Moreover, the sound was crisp and clear.

It reverberated as if lingering in the air for long moments afterward.

Zhang Ming was stunned.

Then, he fell silent, deflated like a frosted eggplant.

On Song Lian’s face appeared a trace of a smile as he said, "Bai Yifeng, you’ve passed! Next, Yuan Feitian!"

However, aside from Bai Yifeng, the next five individuals all failed to make the bell budge.

It wasn’t until a man named Lu Linhu acted that the bell was moved again.

Though his attempt barely managed to make the bell ring, his performance paled in comparison to the sound produced by Bai Yifeng.

"Lu Linhu, you’ve passed!"

"Next, Su Luo!"

After recording the results, Song Lian’s voice rang out once more.

Bai Yifeng’s gaze lingered on Su Luo, too.