Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Martial Virtue, Promoting Both Martial Skills and Virtue

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Under the gaze of Cheng Bingxin, Yue Linger, Mao Lang, and Li Youyuan, number 1016, Jiang Cheng, finally stepped onto the long-awaited martial arts platform.

Dressed in a white shirt, which complemented his refined, amiable temperament and handsome, sunny appearance, Jiang Cheng instantly became the focus of many older female students.

Setting aside examination results, at least in terms of temperament and image, Jiang Cheng had already won hands down.

Those who were more handsome than Jiang Cheng lacked his charisma.

Those who had more charisma than him, I’m sorry, the talisman you are trying to reach is currently out of the service area.

And that was just his appearance.

When it comes to inner qualities, Yue Linger was the most qualified to speak among those present.

Typically, when male cultivators invited Yue Linger to dine, she wouldn’t even bother to respond.

But when Jiang Cheng invited Yue Linger to dinner, she not only had to make sure not to be late, but she also tried to dress up prettily, and if dinner went too late, she’d consciously take her ID card, thinking of an excuse to deceive her roommates that she had legitimate reasons for staying out overnight…

That was the “inner value” of Jiang Cheng: he could make a female cultivator willingly take her ID card when she went out.

“The plain long robes you are wearing have far greater defense capabilities than those at the Qi Cultivation Stage, so you don’t need to worry about the consequences of being hit by the other’s spells,” the examiner on the platform said to Jiang Cheng and his opponent.

Jiang Cheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

Actually, this year’s Lotus University’s combat examination rules were very simple.

Whoever could keep their robe from changing color would score higher.

If the robe remained unchanged, that would be a perfect score.

The concept of the “robe changing color” coincided perfectly with Jiang Cheng’s conception of “Martial Virtue.”

Martial Virtue is about stopping at the right moment, aligning with the idea that the long robe won’t change color if it’s not attacked.

Indeed, the combat exam was about testing Martial Virtue!

The accuracy of Jiang’s Fundamental Logic Analysis Method was once again undeniably proven!

“The examination time is five minutes. Let’s start now!”

With the examiner’s command, the tense and exciting combat examination began smoothly!

However, to everyone’s surprise, Jiang Cheng, as the examinee, remained nonchalant and stood still.

“Ah? Why isn’t he making a move?”

“Right, shouldn’t he be seizing the initiative?”

“Could it be that he’s planning to fight defensively?”

Mao Lang narrowed his eyes at Jiang Cheng’s unusual behavior, unable to understand it as well.

Logically, a suppressive fighting style like number 1002’s was the secret to a “damage-free pass” in the combat examination.

Offense is the best defense; to avoid injury, one must thoroughly suppress the opponent, leaving them no chance to catch their breath.

But Jiang Cheng didn’t strike immediately—could it be that he had some unique winning trick?

Quite possibly, since he was at the third level of Qi Cultivation, a direct confrontation would not work.

After much consideration, Mao Lang realized that he might indeed have misjudged Li Youyuan. It seemed that Jiang Cheng truly had something up his sleeve.

Jiang Cheng’s inaction led his opponent to doubtfully look at the examiner.

The examiner quickly said, “Contestant number 1016, the examination has begun!”

Jiang Cheng nodded and said, “I know, I’m just thinking of my lines.”

Lines?

What lines?

You came here to fight, not to give a speech, right?

Li Youyuan swallowed nervously; he had bought several types of talismans from Jiang Cheng, each of which was something he had never seen before. He only knew Jiang Cheng was up to something, but he didn’t know what that something was, or how big of an impact it would have!

“Actually, we don’t have to fight at all,” Jiang Cheng said amicably, “as long as you are willing to concede voluntarily. Then, I can choose not to take action. This is beneficial for both of us and is, indeed, the best outcome.”

As Jiang Cheng finished, the crowd below instantly erupted in astonishment.

Cheng Bingxin nudged Yue Linger’s waist and said, “Wow, your fellow townsman, he’s really something! How can he, being at the Qi Cultivation Third Level, say such things to a senior at the Ninth Level? And he’s not even nervous, he’s even smiling? He’s really good at putting on a show!”

Yue Linger sighed and repeated what she had told Cheng Bingxin before, “Is there a possibility that Jiang Cheng is simply telling the truth?”

Cheng Bingxin didn’t believe her at all, “But he’s only at the Third Level of Qi Cultivation, what right does he have to say such things? It’s obvious that he’s the weaker party!”

In her heart, Yue Linger thought, Yes, he’s at the Third Level of Qi Cultivation, and not only that, he’s also got a second-class award. Doesn’t he make me, a Second Rank Talisman Master, diligently work for him?

In the end, Yue Linger didn’t explain too much but simply remarked with a sigh, “True geniuses are entities that defy all logic. Everyone who underestimates them has to pay the price.”

The senior on the stage was clearly one of those people Yue Linger referred to as “underestimating” him.

Upon hearing the “big talk” from Jiang Cheng, the senior even gave up his habitual combat stance and stood relaxed, saying, “Come on, junior, make your move. No matter how impressive your words, once you’re on the ground yelling ‘ow,’ no school sister will like you.”

Jiang Cheng nodded and cupped his hands, “If that’s the case, then I must offend you, senior.”

The senior chuckled, “Hey, you’re quite polite. I’ll go easy on you so you won’t lose too much face.”

Jiang Cheng smiled slightly but secretly took the senior’s words to heart.

Go easy on me? Hold back?

That’s not acceptable, it’s unfair and even involves cheating.

Since this senior sincerely intends to break the rules, then he, Jiang Cheng, has no reason to hold back either.

All outlaws must be brought to justice!

Jiang Cheng took out a talisman, and in full view of everyone, pinched it in his hand, then infused it with spiritual power in front of everyone and hurled it out.

The Talisman’s effect turned into a streak of green light, hitting the senior across from him.

End of story.

Nothing happened.

But below the stage, a commotion had already erupted.

“Damn! Did he just add a Healing Talisman to his opponent?”

“No, does he not want to pass the exam? Who uses a healing spell like that?”

“After all that big talk earlier, I thought he had some powerful move. Is this it? Just for laughs?”

Mao Lang’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

What?

Healing spells on his opponent?

Though he had never seen such a Healing Talisman before.

But this was truly too outrageous, wasn’t it?

Was this the “promising seedling” Li Youyuan talked about?

Cheng Bingxin looked at Yue Linger with a stunned face.

Yue Linger asked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“Your townsman, he’s a real piece of work,” Cheng Bingxin raised her thumb.

“Don’t worry, that guy is about to concede defeat.”

“Huh? Concede to someone at the Third Level of Qi Cultivation who just cast a healing spell on their opponent? Was he bribed or something? I can’t imagine why else he would surrender. Aside from being bought off, there’s no other explanation.”

However, just five seconds after Yue Linger’s words fell, the senior across from Jiang Cheng began to tremble all over.

Down below the stage, Yue Linger watched the man on the stage with a sense of empathy.

The power of the Reverse Direction Relaxation Talisman can only be understood by those who have experienced it.

It’s a desire that originates from the body’s instincts and requires great effort to resist.

Especially under the scrutiny of an audience, that desire becomes something one would die to withstand.

“I, I surrender! I can’t fight anymore! There’s no way I can keep fighting!”