The result left not only the onlookers but also the elders and sect leaders stationed at various sect strongholds speechless.
It was truly terrifying.
However, upon witnessing this, Luo Xia, Fu Tianxing, and Hua Yisan, the leaders of these three super forces, their initial shock gradually gave way to solemnity.
Only now did they realize that You Li was far more cunning than they had ever imagined.
You Ming!
He was clearly the trump card the opponent had kept hidden.
...
On the testing platform, You Ming observed the talent score of ninety-one points without any surprise. It was as if everything had unfolded precisely as he anticipated.
Just as everyone believed it was over, You Ming moved again.
Under their stunned gazes, he approached the testing orb for speed.
Another test!
Sensing his intention, all the spectators were on the verge of madness.
Was there no end to this?
If this continued, their hearts might not be able to bear the strain and would likely result in fainting.
Whoosh!
The moment You Ming placed his hand on the orb, a green light suddenly flashed, rapidly ascending in everyone's sight.
One zhang!
Two zhang!
Witnessing the incredibly swift ascent, everyone was dumbfounded.
Could it be... it would surpass ninety points again!
Clenching his fists, they stared intently at the speed at which the green light climbed.
"It... it stopped! It doesn't seem to have reached three zhang!"
"You scared... scared me to death!"
"But to reach such a height even in speed, his talent can no longer be described as monstrous!"
"Too terrifying!"
"..."
The green light converged, and a number appeared within the orb.
Eighty-six point two!
This was You Ming's talent score in speed.
"Hmm?"
This result seemed to displease You Ming. The arrogant smile that had adorned his face considerably faded.
Finally, he proceeded to the test for comprehension.
The final talent score once again stunned everyone.
Not because it was high, but because it was... extremely low!
Twenty!
That's right! Only twenty points!
This talent score was barely above that of an ordinary person.
"How... how could this happen?"
You Ming clearly couldn't accept this outcome.
His expression had turned exceedingly grim.
Everything had been perfect initially, and even with some minor flaw in speed, it was insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
But this twenty-point talent for comprehension was truly difficult to overlook.
If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have even tested.
With this talent score revealed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Not only that, but in some people's eyes, You Ming could even discern a hint of... schadenfreude.
They were naturally pleased to see such a result.
If You Ming were truly a genius in all aspects, it would have been truly... infuriating.
After all four talents were tested, the score in strength remained the highest.
"Talent score in strength: ninety-two points. Reward: one black inheritance token, one wisp of Heaven-Man Dao Rhyme, twenty drops of Congenital Sacred Liquid, a set of Mo Ai armor, and a long saber named Bloodfang!"
These were the boons You Ming had received.
Among them, the inheritance token had turned black, and he had gained a wisp of Heaven-Man Dao Rhyme.
These were things none of the others possessed.
But regardless of the final outcome, for now, You Ming was undeniably the foremost prodigy in the ancient martial world.
Of course!
If not for the final "Waterloo," this would have been a perfect feat.
But the revelation of that twenty-point talent score was like a needle piercing You Ming's heart, making him feel as though all the honors he had gained were instantly wiped away.
This would be an indelible stain on his life.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
He roared inwardly.
"Ming'er! Return!"
Just as his emotions were about to spiral out of control, a stern voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
Furthermore, the tone was one of command.
Upon hearing this voice, You Ming's body trembled violently, and all his negative emotions vanished instantly.
"Yes! Father!"
You Ming dared not disobey the words of the voice's owner in the slightest.
After collecting his awarded boons, he left the testing platform.
However, just as he was preparing to return to the Death Spirit Valley's encampment, a graceful silhouette suddenly brushed past him.
The woman's eyes were as beautiful as a painting, and her posture exuded an ethereal elegance. With every step, she carried a unique heroic beauty that drew the eye.
This person!
You Ming recognized her!
"Stop!" You Ming suddenly commanded in a cold tone.
His voice carried a hint of murderous intent.
This woman was Du Yuemian.
The death of You Chuan was no longer a secret within the Death Spirit Valley. They had a general understanding of who had killed their young valley master.
As You Chuan's brother, he was no exception.
"Something wrong?"
Du Yuemian stopped, but did not turn around.
"Did you and that young man surnamed Ye kill my brother?"
You Ming gripped the Bloodfang long saber he had just acquired, his body exuding malevolence.
His words naturally reached the ears of the spectators.
"What! She is an accomplice of the one who killed the young valley master of Death Spirit Valley, as rumored?"
"Yes! It's true! This was not a secret in the inner circle before!"
"Brother? So this young man is You Chuan's brother!"
"Hiss! That was the young valley master of Death Spirit Valley, and they dared to kill him!"
"Indeed! Not only that, but they dared to walk onto the testing platform so brazenly after the murder. Aren't they afraid of retaliation from the Death Spirit Valley?"
"Pah! Retaliation my foot! Haven't you heard that Valley Master You Li himself was defeated by that mysterious young man before? Who would dare provoke them now?"
"This... this is actually true!"
"Of course!"
...
Sensing You Ming's murderous intent, Du Yuemian's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she said indifferently,
"So what if I did?"
In a one-on-one fight, Du Yuemian held no fear against You Ming alone.
Even if You Ming possessed the strength of an early-stage Martial Emperor, it made no difference.
"Sooner or later, I will kill you both with my own hands!"
Half of the saber in You Ming's hand was drawn from its sheath, and its sharp aura instantly filled the air, chilling to the bone.
"Kill us?"
Du Yuemian let out a cold laugh, circulating a wisp of her Myriad Things Qi within her body and condensing it in her palm, which then transformed into a crescent moon short blade.
"No need to wait for later, we can have a fight to the death right now!"
She turned around, her eyes also filled with pure killing intent. "Do you dare?"
You want to kill me?
I'll give you the chance now!
No need to wait for later!
"You..."
You Ming tightly gripped the saber hilt, his true qi surging, blood-red light appearing in his pupils, as if he were about to draw his saber at any moment.
"Ming'er! Didn't you hear what I said earlier?"
That commanding tone, once again, appeared in his mind just as he was about to lose control.
Hearing this voice, the killing intent and unwillingness in You Ming's eyes instantly receded like a tide, disappearing completely.
He released the saber hilt. You Ming's cold gaze remained fixed on Du Yuemian for a full minute before he turned to leave.
However, the moment he took a step, his body froze abruptly.
"My woman, is she someone you can threaten?"