Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 5: A Fifteen-Year-Old at the Sixth Rank, Demon Hunter Team Assessment
Wang Yuanyuan suddenly swung her short sword, and Feng Yao instinctively raised his leg to sweep it away, but heard a crisp "crack" sound—the leg armor was actually slashed open.

"If you don't go all out, this armor won't be able to withstand the attacks of a Spirit Demon-level equipment."

The girl took a half step back, beads of sweat glistening in the sunlight on her forehead. "Uncle Ren said that to deal with guys who always have their trump cards up their sleeves, you have to use ruthless methods."

(For those who have forgotten, here's a brief explanation of the equipment system in Throne of Seals: Equipment is divided into the following levels from low to high: Common Equipment, Alloy Equipment, Magic Equipment, Spirit Demon Equipment, Glorious Equipment, Legendary Equipment, Epic Equipment, Immortal Equipment (Secondary Artifacts), Artifacts, Great Artifacts, and Super Artifacts.)
"Heh," Feng Yao suddenly laughed, his crimson eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

He pounded his chest violently, and the tiger stripes on his armor suddenly lit up, causing the air in the entire training ground to tremble.

At this moment, the power of the White Tiger Armor gradually began to be released.

Wang Yuanyuan's hand gripping the short sword trembled slightly, but she still raised her chin: "Come on! Let's see if your 'Flash Spirit Technique' is more powerful, or my Giant Spirit God's Shield—"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yao had already approached like a white rainbow piercing the sun, his fist enveloped in silver-gray flames, and the sonic boom caused the rubble from the wall to fall in a flurry.

Ren Wokuang suddenly stood up and slammed his heavy sword into the ground: "Old Qiu, get ready to call for a healer. These two kids always wreak havoc when they spar!"

Qiu Yonghao shook his head and chuckled.

In the arena, Wang Yuanyuan's shield suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, colliding with Feng Yao's silver-gray aura at the very moment.

The magic lights in the entire Warrior Temple training room began to flicker violently.

"Flash Spirit Technique!"

A loud buzzing sound suddenly rang out on the training ground, and a white light suddenly condensed on Feng Yao's fist.

"Sky-Splitting Cannon!"

Wang Yuanyuan also went all out, and a huge silver beam of light with a diameter of more than one meter suddenly shot out from the giant shield in her hand.

The moment the two energies collided, the floor of the entire training room cracked violently, and stone chips shot out like bullets.

Ren Wokuang and Qiu Yonghao simultaneously unleashed their spiritual energy barriers, barely managing to block the flying debris.

Silver-gray and dazzling blue light intertwined to form a blinding vortex, and thunderous explosions echoed continuously in the air.

Wang Yuanyuan gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, runes on the giant shield flashing wildly: "Feng Yao, don't underestimate me!"

She suddenly poured her spiritual power to the limit, and the beam of light from the Sky-Splitting Cannon instantly surged, actually pressing the white light of the Flash Spirit Technique back by half a meter.

A look of astonishment flashed in Feng Yao's crimson eyes. Had he been seen through? Well then, he'd better get serious.

"Drink!" Feng Yao suddenly roared, and the White Tiger Power Lock burst out with a dazzling light, the tiger stripes on the armor moving as if they were alive.

He suddenly turned to the side, concentrating all his spiritual power into the tip of his fist. Using the recoil force of the energy clash, he forcibly changed the direction of the Flash Spirit Technique, aiming straight for Wang Yuanyuan's face along the edge of the Sky-Splitting Cannon.

This sudden change of tactics caught Wang Yuanyuan off guard. She hurriedly withdrew some of her spiritual power to defend herself, and the power of the Sky-Splitting Cannon immediately weakened.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Feng Yao's silver-gray aura surged threefold. His Flash Spirit Technique, like a giant axe that split the heavens and earth, forcefully cleaved the beam of light from the Sky-Splitting Cannon, and continued its relentless attack on Wang Yuanyuan's giant shield.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, Wang Yuanyuan was thrown away by the immense impact, and the giant shield collapsed along with her.

She crashed heavily into the wall of the training ground, her armor cracked in several places, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"Not bad, you've already reached this level." Feng Yao looked down at Wang Yuanyuan, his eyes full of admiration.

Although Wang Yuanyuan still lost, she was already very strong to be able to hold her own against him.

"I can still do it," Wang Yuanyuan struggled to get up, but Feng Yao stopped her with a raised hand.

Feng Yao reached out and helped her up: "Your progress is beyond imagination, but the gap between us can't be overcome by equipment alone."

Looking into Wang Yuanyuan's stubborn eyes, he suddenly smiled: "But next time, I won't hold back."

This battle was never in doubt, after all, he was now able to withstand a seventh-order demon! In the distance, Qiu Yonghao said with some helplessness, "He is truly a peerless genius. He is already at the sixth order at the age of fifteen. My older brother didn't reach that level until he was sixteen."

Ren Wokuang strode over and patted the two men heavily on the shoulders: "Good! Good! You have the style of your old self!"

Looking at the devastated training ground, he shook his head helplessly: "But the repair costs will be significantly reduced by the merits you two earned from killing demons."

"Treatment is no longer needed; Feng actually held back."

At this point, Ren Wokuang's tone became somewhat strange.

Qiu Yonghao stroked his beard, looking at the two younger men with satisfaction: "Given time, you will surely become the pillars of the Warrior Temple."

Wang Yuanyuan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and raised an eyebrow at Feng Yao: "You got lucky this time. Next time, I will definitely beat you!"

Feng Yao felt the increase in spiritual power within his body, his crimson eyes remaining calm.

"I'm waiting for that day."

Then he looked at Ren Wokuang and Qiu Yonghao, "Uncle Ren, Old Man Qiu, you two aren't here to ask me for repair fees just because you have nothing better to do, are you?"

Having awakened his innate spiritual power for six years, the merits he accumulated from killing demons shouldn't be so great that he can't even afford this little bit of repair costs.

So what I just said was pure nonsense.
Ren Wokuang casually patted Feng Yao on the shoulder and said, "We have important business to attend to today."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanyuan also turned her gaze over.

"The Demon Hunter Team selection is just around the corner, and you should be completing your qualification assessments soon," Qiu Yonghao said.

"Could we try something more difficult?"

Feng Yao had no objection to this, and even requested that the difficulty of the assessment be increased.

The six holy temples stipulate that each profession must kill a demon of the same level, with the highest level being only the fifth rank.

After all, Ye Wushang is the only genius in the entire history of the Six Great Temples who has reached the sixth rank before the age of twenty-five.

[Here's a correction: Qiu Yonghao's older brother is Ye Wushang, as mentioned in the original novel.]

But now there is a second one, and it is still the Temple of Warriors!
The Temple of Warriors shall rise!
"The assessment was set by the alliance, and we want you to restrain your strength, at least by one level," Qiu Yonghao said seriously.

"Is this necessary? Uncle Ren should have told you that if I use all my skills, I can fight even an eighth-level opponent!" Feng Yao said arrogantly.

Upon hearing this, Ren Wokuang's face darkened.

Damn it, this brat sent him to try out his new discovery, and he ended up getting so much stronger that he was caught off guard and got beaten up black and blue.

"That's why I told you to hold back your strength. That's a demon-hunting competition, not for you to kill demons." Qiu Yonghao sighed and rubbed his forehead.

This nephew of mine is a formidable fighter, but in other aspects, he's rather disappointing.

"Okay, I'll try my best," Feng Yao reluctantly agreed.

"I understand." Wang Yuanyuan was somewhat understanding; although she was straightforward, she wasn't like Feng Yao.

Qiu Yonghao continued, "You all know that the ticket to the Demon Hunter Team's assessment is to kill demons under the watchful eye of the Inspector."

"I trust you both with confidence, after all, you've both seen blood and killed demons."

"Alright, alright, stop nagging." Feng Yao waved his hand dismissively.

Wang Yuanyuan responded with an apologetic emoji on his behalf.

"Remember to leave tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)