I Am Not The Machine King

The Combat Test was carried out in an orderly manner.

Five examiners sat next to each fighting ring, grading both sides through the battle process.

There were certain limitations to the actual combat ability assessment through this method, but it was fair to everyone.

Outcome had to be the first consideration in the Combat Test.

"Number 2210, Lin Yuan."

"Number 2491, Cao Yongyang."

In the Arena No. 25, Lin Yuan and Cao Yongyang looked at each other.

Cao Yongyang held a silver spirit sword in his hand. When he saw Lin Yuan bare-handed, he could not help but frown.

In the Combat Test, having a weapon gave a very high boost to one's combat ability.

After all, the combat ability of a ten-meridians martial artist had not yet taken shape, so the spirit skills they had mastered were relatively limited.

If someone dared to come up empty-handed, he was most likely an expert.

"Begin."

The central examiner in the fighting ring gave the order, and then pressed the five-minute countdown button.

This was the longest time a battle could last.

After five minutes, even if there was no winner, the examiners would still give the score.

"Ha!"

Cao Yongyang roared at Lin Yuan, and then rushed at Lin Yuan with his spirit sword in hand.

In a martial artist's battle, if one's aura could suppress one's opponent, one would be at advantage!

"What is he doing?"

Cao Yongyang frowned slightly when he saw Lin Yuan's posture of holding a sword.

There was clearly nothing in Lin Yuan's hand, but he instinctively felt that it was very dangerous.

There was interspatial ring in this world, but it was not allowed to be carried in the Martial Arts College Entrance Exam.

Lin Yuan's inexplicable posture did not shake Cao Yongyang.

Cao Yongyang's Basic Flaming Sword Technique slashed out, aiming for Lin Yuan's body!

At this moment, a scene that shocked Cao Yongyang and all the examiners suddenly appeared.

"Mechanization!"

"Spirit iron sword!"

Lin Yuan's mechanical-type spirit energy suddenly exploded.

The mechanical energy of several spirit iron stones was almost simultaneously broken down and condensed by Lin Yuan. He was extremely familiar with it.

A spirit iron sword was quickly condensed in Lin Yuan's hand. The power was condensed at the tip of the sword and collided with the opponent's spirit sword!

In fact, the force of this head-on collision was not very strong.

However, Cao Yongyang's center of gravity was still completely lost in this collision!

This was a mistake in the estimation of the impact force.

Whether it was a martial artist or an ordinary person, there was a huge gap between the defensive ability that was prepared and completely unprepared in the face of the impact because one did not know when the collision would occur.

In fact, before the collision, the body and mind were already prepared to adapt to the next collision and adjusted the posture of the center of gravity.

Cao Yongyang lost his center of gravity. How could Lin Yuan miss such a good opportunity?

The scene that shocked the five examiners appeared once again.

Lin Yuan held the mechanized spirit iron sword with both hands and swept it horizontally at Cao Yongyang!

The sweeping sword in this posture looked extremely twisted.

But at this moment, the spirit iron sword in Lin Yuan's hand changed its form again in the blink of an eye.

The sword changed into a spear and swept directly at Cao Yongyang's waist!

Bang!

Cao Yongyang's body drew an arc in the air and crashed heavily onto the ground!

Just as he wanted to quickly get up again, Cao Yongyang felt the cold spirit iron spear pressing against his body.

Beep, beep, beep.

Seeing that the result had been determined, the examiners were surprised but still quickly pressed the button to end the battle.

Lin Yuan let go of the spirit iron spear in his hand.

The moment he let go, the spirit iron spear disintegrated in the air and returned to his waist as spirit iron.

...

The five examiners looked at each other, seeing the confusion and surprise in each other's eyes.

It was not that they had not seen the world.

They had really never seen such a scene!

"Mechanical-type?"

One of the examiners saw Lin Yuan's information on the screen and did not know what fighting style the mechanical-type was.

Lin Yuan's current fighting style was very free.

If a style should be given, then he could only be called the "unspecialized stream" for the moment.

50.00.

A one-shot kill. Most people would get full marks if there was no special circumstance.

Lin Yuan took the report card and slowly walked to the next arena. When he passed by Arena No. 10, he even took a look.

Cao Yongyang's face was ashen. He had done well in the previous few tests, but he did not expect to be defeated in the first round of the Combat Test. Moreover, he was killed in an instant!

He had not been mentally prepared for this at all before the match.

Usually, the score of the side that was killed in an instant would be extremely low. However, he was still relieved when he received the score of the first round.

The score was slightly higher than he had imagined. It could be considered a blessing in disguise.

The five examiners had probably given him some consolation points because Lin Yuan had a rare spirit seed.

...

Lin Yuan was a mechanical-type martial artist at this moment.

With his mechanization ability, even Wu Di, a level three martial artist, had suffered a few losses at Lin Yuan's hands.

With a solid martial arts foundation, a strong burst of mechanical-type spirit energy, coupled with his godly skills, and his unpredictable mechanical-type spirit skills, if one was not particularly familiar with Lin Yuan, he would definitely be at a disadvantage in the first battle.

This kind of Combat Test in the martial arts examination was really beneficial to Lin Yuan.

Within the scope of ten-meridians martial artists, very few could win against Lin Yuan.

Compared to the six-meridians fighting ring, Lin Yuan's speed disadvantage was made up for.

The increase in spirit energy led to an increase in controllable mechanical energy, coupled with an increase in mechanized speed, Lin Yuan had already adjusted himself to his best condition before the martial arts examination.

"I can make it!"

When Lin Yuan stood on the second fighting ring, he patted his chest hard.

The two opponents behind him were much weaker than Lin Yuan had imagined.

He did not even spend much effort to achieve three consecutive insta-kills and obtain a full score of 50.00!

This was actually not difficult to understand. Qingshan Diyi Middle School had always been one of the best middle schools in Qingshan City.

The quality of the students was superior to that of other schools.

The difference in martial arts foundation, spirit seed, and combat experience was evident here.

Ten-meridians martial artists from Qingshan Diyi Middle School were generally stronger.

...

"The last battle."

Below Arena No. 10, Lin Yuan crossed his hands and kept observing Zhou Tianyuan's habit of releasing spirit skills and combat style.

He thought to himself, "The battle plan must be executed perfectly."

Before the martial arts exam began, Lin Yuan had made a battle plan to fight against a level-three martial artist with Wu Di's full assistance.

Because he did not know the examiner's spirit seed type and specific strength, Lin Yuan analyzed a lot of possibilities.

It was good news for Lin Yuan to have an ice-type Qi path martial artist as the examiner.

The type of martial artist that Lin Yuan was most afraid of at the moment was the speed-type.

In the world of martial arts, speed was the only thing that could not be broken.

If one's speed was at a disadvantage in a battle, they would naturally be in a passive position.

Even if Lin Yuan's speed had improved, it was still incomparable to the speed of lightning-type and wind-type martial artists.

A level two martial artist challenging a mature level three martial artist. As the challenger, Lin Yuan clearly knew that the victory rate was 0. There would not be any accidents.

However, it was not impossible to drag the battle for five minutes.

"At the beginning, his sense of oppression would be very weak."

"In two minutes, he will go from weak to strong, pushing the limits of the opponents."

Lin Yuan muttered silently.

In this kind of Examiner Test, the examiner would ask the examinee to show their full strength.

Then, he would gradually increase the sense of oppression, to see where the examinee's limit was.

If he attacked with all his strength right at the beginning, then all the examinees would have the same result, and the exam would lose its meaning.

These two minutes were actually relatively safe to the examinees.

After two minutes, as Zhou Tianyuan's rhythm increased and spirit energy was poured in, most of the ten-meridians examinees could not hold on anymore.

This transition was the time Lin Yuan should counterattack.

"I can't hide after all."

"I have to give him pressure through the counterattack."

Lin Yuan thought calmly and kept rehearsing the battle process in his mind.