After probing for a while, Jiang Wuyuan discovered that the character created by the Battle Tower in this level seemed to have only learned his most frequently used skill.
In that case, it's not too difficult.
Having figured out the background of these people, Jiang Wuyuan no longer held back.
In an instant, sword energy flew and surged wildly.
Soon, the seven young men who were at the late stage of martial arts mastery were helpless and vanished under Jiang Wuyuan's attacks.
After resting for a while, the voice returned.
"The first assessment is 70% complete, meeting the criteria for entering the second level. Shall we proceed to the second level immediately?"
"No, let's continue the challenge."
The ethereal voice seemed to have anticipated Jiang Wuyuan's answer, and the next second, eight figures appeared.
This time, their cultivation level improved again, reaching the peak of Martial Master.
The sheer density of his qi and blood secretly alarmed Jiang Wuyuan.
He knew that this was a challenge refreshed by the Battle Tower according to his standards.
He achieved his breakthrough by reaching the pinnacle of Qi and Blood, and his Qi and Blood power was already extremely abundant. These people further enhanced their cultivation on top of his foundation, so they naturally looked quite extraordinary.
Jiang Wuyuan let out a soft sigh, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.
According to his speculation, they might inherit two of his skills this time.
One is the sword-drawing technique, and the other might be the rainbow stepping technique, the snow burial technique, or the sword control technique.
However, none of that matters.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wuyuan's figure, along with the flying sword in his hand, transformed into a streak of light and rushed forward.
A gentle breeze.
Second paragraph!
Jiang Wuyuan had already experienced the benefits of combining the Rainbow Steps and the Gentle Breeze from the assassin Hu Ying.
Jiang Wuyuan moved ethereally among the eight people.
The flying swords left countless visible sword marks on their bodies.
During this time, Jiang Wuyuan also learned that the second skill they had learned was snow burial.
When the time was up, Jiang Wuyuan's figure immediately returned to the starting point.
The eight youths seemed stunned for a moment, and before they could react, the explosion of the sword mark followed.
boom--
The flesh and blood were blown into smoke, but Jiang Wuyuan didn't even blink.
"The first assessment is 80% complete, meeting the criteria for entering the second level. Shall we proceed to the second level immediately?"
"continue."
This time, nine figures appeared.
The even more powerful aura was within Jiang Wuyuan's expectations.
They officially entered the ranks of Grand Martial Masters and gained the ability to briefly fly.
However, this was still a piece of cake for Jiang Wuyuan.
As expected, the nine young people learned the skill of "A Gentle Breeze".
In an instant, nine figures transformed into streaks of light and attacked him.
Jiang Wuyuan was about to use the Sky Rift technique, but he managed to stop himself from doing so.
He almost forgot that there was another level after this one. He had a feeling that the difficulty of that final level would be far greater than any of the previous levels.
If he uses Rift and these people learn it, then the final level will definitely be a disaster.
With no other option, Jiang Wuyuan had to use the Rainbow Step technique to narrowly avoid their attacks.
However, there were simply too many people, and their strength was upgraded according to Jiang Wuyuan's blood and qi template, so that even within the five-second time limit for stacking sword marks, Jiang Wuyuan was still left with quite a few marks.
If these sword marks were detonated, death wouldn't be the worst outcome, but losing an arm or a leg would be certain.
Jiang Wuyuan mourned for those who had been killed by the explosion from his sword wound.
It's really disgusting!
In a very short time, Jiang Wuyuan made a judgment.
We cannot let these people return to where they started.
As long as the skill doesn't enter the third stage, the sword marks on his body won't be detonated.
Having made up his mind, Jiang Wuyuan immediately formed a hand seal with his left hand.
Sword Control Technique!
All the flying swords shot out simultaneously, trailing golden light as they slashed at the nine figures surrounding him.
Some attacks hit their mark instantly, while others were dodged in time, avoiding fatal blows.
In the blink of an eye, six of the nine people were gone.
At that moment, the stacking time of the sword marks ended, and a portion of the sword marks on Jiang Wuyuan's body were instantly detonated.
"Cough..." Jiang Wuyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, not having time to feel his injuries.
It should be noted that the remaining three people not only know the "One Leaf Breeze" technique, but have also learned the "Sword Drawing Technique" and "Snow Burial".
With a thought, the flying sword suspended in the air immediately flew towards the three people who had returned to their original position.
A flash of blood appeared, and the three figures vanished.
Jiang Wuyuan immediately sat down on the ground, took out a tube of healing potion he had previously stored in his spatial ring, and swallowed it.
The impending final hurdle was putting him on high alert; he had to be in top form.
Perhaps the ethereal voice understood this perfectly, which is why it didn't disturb Jiang Wuyuan's efforts to replenish his health.
About half an hour later, Jiang Wuyuan opened his eyes.
The injury wasn't too serious, so with the help of low-level healing potions and a period of meditation, Jiang Wuyuan's condition had recovered to its peak.
A familiar voice rang out, but this time, the calm, unwavering voice seemed to carry a hint of emotion.
Jiang Wuyuan could not tell the difference.
"The first assessment is 90% complete, meeting the criteria for entering the second level. Shall we proceed to the second level immediately?"
“Continue,” Jiang Wuyuan gave his answer.
"Good luck, challenger," a faint voice sighed.
The next second, countless figures appeared, and Jiang Wuyuan's pupils shrank slightly.
A young man with the cultivation level of a mid-stage Grand Martial Master, possessing skills in sword drawing, snow burial, a gentle breeze, and sword control, who almost filled the entire hall.
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