Rise in the Martial Chaos: Starting From a Martial Arts School

Chapter 358: Chapter 141: One Punch 4

The old man’s hair and beard were completely white. He was slender yet stood ramrod straight with his hands clasped behind his back. His aura was unfathomable, as if he were one with his surroundings, yet he still emanated an intangible sense of majesty.

Yang Jing understood at once. ’This must be the Main Peak Elder, the one responsible for maintaining order during this Dragon Gate Martial Trial and intervening to save any disciple in peril.’

With an Elder nearby, even though the assessment was perilous, it was possible to prevent disciples from being seriously injured or killed.

After the Main Peak Steward stepped down from the high platform, the trial officially began.

The massive boar broke free of its restraints. No longer suppressed by the Main Peak Steward’s intimidating aura, the fear in its eyes gradually faded, replaced by rabid ferocity.

Its murky eyes instantly turned bloodshot as it stared intently at the Qingxu Peak disciple opposite it. It snorted heavily, and the black bristles all over its body stood on end.

The next moment, the boar let out a deafening roar, the sound powerful and piercing. It then kicked off the ground with all four hooves, charging toward the Qingxu Peak disciple like a black bolt of lightning.

Its heavy hooves struck the high platform with a series of THUDS, causing the stage to tremble slightly. It charged with unstoppable momentum, as if intending to smash everything in its path to pieces.

Faced with the boar’s ferocious charge, the Qingxu Peak disciple didn’t panic. His figure flashed, his movements as agile as a cat’s, as he cleverly evaded the charge and narrowly moved to the boar’s side.

He specialized in an agile palm technique. With his hands held open, a faint Inner Strength swirling in his palms, he avoided a direct clash with the thick-skinned and astonishingly powerful boar.

Instead, he exploited the boar’s large size and poor maneuverability. He constantly weaved and dodged around the beast, and whenever he found an opening, he would strike out with a sharp palm attack, each blow landing on a less-defended part of its body.

The boar charged ferociously time and again but could never land a hit on the Qingxu Peak disciple. Instead, he was constantly taking advantage of its openings, and the beast gradually accumulated numerous wounds.

Blood seeped from its wounds, staining its coarse black bristles red, and its movements grew sluggish.

The fight dragged on for several dozen exchanges until the boar finally exhausted its stamina. Covered in wounds, it collapsed onto the high platform, its breathing faint. The Qingxu Peak disciple seized the opportunity, leaping into the air and slamming a palm onto the boar’s head, killing it instantly. With that, his first match was over.

The Qingxu Peak disciple had just swallowed a Qi Replenishing Elixir when the second fight began immediately.

The Main Peak Steward quickly walked forward and lifted another iron cage, this one covered by a black cloth, onto the high platform.

The moment he lifted the black cloth, a pair of chilling beast eyes suddenly gleamed in the darkness.

Inside the cage was a wolf-type variant beast, its body covered in short, grey-black fur. Its build was lithe and slender, but its tail had been severed at the very base. The wound had long since scabbed over, but it was impossible to tell what sharp weapon had cut it. The injury made it look particularly savage.

Although this bob-tailed wolf’s physique was nowhere near as brawny as the previous boar’s—it even looked somewhat gaunt—it was wreathed in a chilling, ferocious aura. Every breath carried the faint scent of blood, giving off an intense feeling of danger that made it far more intimidating than the boar.

Compared to the rabid boar from the first match, which only knew how to charge with brute force, this bob-tailed wolf was clearly far more cunning.

After the cage door was opened, it didn’t pounce immediately. It simply walked out slowly, its amber eyes locked on the Qingxu Peak disciple.

It paced back and forth on the platform, its steps light. Its posture was wary and appraising, as if it were searching for its opponent’s flaws.

The Qingxu Peak disciple had just endured a fierce battle, and his breathing was already somewhat ragged. Seeing the bob-tailed wolf hesitate to attack, he decided to take the initiative. Pushing off the platform with a foot, he shot forward.

His palm technique was as agile as before as he aimed a strike at the bob-tailed wolf’s head.

But the bob-tailed wolf’s reaction was incredibly fast. It swerved to the side, easily dodging the palm strike. At the same time, its sharp claws shot out, swiping at the disciple’s arm with a cold glint.

Man and wolf were instantly tangled in a fierce struggle. The bob-tailed wolf’s movements were swift and agile, its claws and fangs sharp, and every pounce was precise and vicious. The disciple was gradually being overpowered; his breathing grew more rapid, his palm strikes became sloppy, and more and more openings appeared in his defense.

Suddenly, the bob-tailed wolf seized a moment when the Qingxu Peak disciple failed to dodge. It leaped into the air and viciously slammed a paw into his chest. Its sharp claws tore right through his green robes, instantly leaving several bloody gashes so deep the bone was visible.

Blood gushed from the wounds, soaking the fabric of his chest red.

The disciple cried out in pain, staggering backward, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

Seeing this, the Main Peak Elder, who had been waiting at the side, flashed onto the high platform. With a wave of his hand, a gentle yet irresistible surge of Inner Strength knocked the bob-tailed wolf back several steps. He then steadied the injured disciple and said in a deep voice, "Assessment failed. Go tend to your wounds."

With that, he led the Qingxu Peak disciple off the high platform. The second match was over, and the disciple’s trial had come to an end.

Qingxu Peak had only sent one disciple to participate in the Dragon Gate Martial Trial this time, so his defeat marked the end of their assessment.

Immediately after, it was the Fen Yang Peak disciples’ turn to take the stage.

Like Lingxi Peak, Fen Yang Peak had also sent three disciples to compete.

However, luck was not on their side. The three Fen Yang Peak disciples took the stage one by one, only to be defeated in succession.

Two of them were overwhelmed by the variant beasts in their second match and were rescued by the Elder just in time.

Only one of them was powerful enough to fight his way through to the fourth match.

But the fourth match was far more perilous than imagined, as it required facing an attack from two variant beasts simultaneously.