However, this time, Zhang Hao had no choice but to act. He didn't think too much. He punched towards the drum.
"Boom!"
The drum let out a thunderous sound.
On a crystal light screen beside the drum, a number appeared.
"1.2 million jin!"
"Hahaha! Only 1.2 million jin, that's too little! Kid, your fist is really weak! Like this, you actually dare to come participate in the assessment? Aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself?" Wen Tailai said to Zhang Hao with a mocking expression.
Zhang Hao's expression sank. He felt it was strange. Although he hadn't used his full strength with that punch, it was definitely more than 1.2 million jin. So he felt something was wrong. Could it be Wen Tailai tampering with it?
Only now did Zhang Hao remember what that cold smile on Wen Tailai's face earlier meant. It seemed he was indeed tampering with it. He didn't expect this guy to be so despicable. To actually tamper with this kind of assessment.
However, Zhang Hao naturally wouldn't admit defeat at this moment. Instead, he looked at Wen Tailai calmly and said, "Don't worry, I still have two chances. How do you know I definitely can't pass?"
"Hmph, just you. Do you think that after failing so terribly the first time, you can succeed the second time?" Wen Tailai looked at Zhang Hao dismissively.
"Exactly, just get down. Save us the trouble of wasting time."
Just at this moment, the other Outer Sect Disciples queuing behind who wanted to be assessed also became a bit impatient. Zhang Hao had produced the lowest power in the entire session. In their eyes, participating in the assessment with this kind of strength was just a waste of time.
Zhang Hao smiled faintly. He didn't give up. Standing in front of the drum, he mused: Although I know Wen Tailai is tampering with it, this test drum shouldn't be able to completely block my power. He should only be manipulating the numerical value, for example, deducting my power by a certain multiple. As long as I unleash sufficient power, I can still qualify.
This time, Zhang Hao was prepared to use a Martial Skill. The rules for this assessment were very clear: no weapons allowed. Only fists and feet could be used, and Martial Skills were also permitted. In short, as long as the power exceeded 3 million jin, one would qualify to participate in the Outer Gate Competition.
Therefore, Zhang Hao walked up to the test drum. He shouted, "Soul Flight!"
Zhang Hao unleashed the most powerful move of the Seven Injury Fist.
With this punch, violent air currents swirled in the void.
With a "Boom!" This punch landed on the test drum, causing a violent sound. Under Zhang Hao's domineering punch, the drum emitted a fierce wailing sound.
This punch was astonishing in its momentum. Even the Outer Sect Disciples nearby felt secretly surprised.
"This kid's Martial Skill is good. I think he should be able to pass."
"Mm! He didn't use this move just now, otherwise passing should have been no problem long ago."
The surrounding Martial Warriors were whispering and discussing. Only Wen Tailai's expression remained unchanged, a cold sneer on his face.
Soon, a numerical value appeared on the light screen beside it.
"2 million jin!"
Zhang Hao's brows furrowed upon seeing this.
"Hahaha... Kid, I told you before, you can't do it. Even if you used a Martial Skill, it's still no good." Wen Tailai said, laughing at Zhang Hao.
At this moment, not far away, a White-Clothed Girl's brows furrowed slightly. This White-Clothed Girl was precisely the White-robed Girl Zhang Hao had conflicted with on the back mountain earlier. When that White-robed Girl saw Zhang Hao, she also recognized him. Although she still had some issues with Zhang Hao, at this moment, in broad daylight, she couldn't act out.
"Strange, it's impossible! I've fought him before, passing this kind of assessment should be absolutely effortless for him." The White-Clothed Girl's expression was puzzled.
"So he's just for show and useless! Kid, hurry up and scram, don't waste time."
"Exactly, so many of us still need to be assessed. Don't waste everyone's time because of you alone."
"Hurry up and get lost, or I'll beat you up."
At this moment, the Outer Sect Disciples of the Hao Xian Sect queuing behind Zhang Hao were all very impatient.
Zhang Hao now had a plan in mind. He turned back and looked at the clamoring Outer Sect Disciples of the Hao Xian Sect, saying with some disdain, "What are you all so anxious about? I still have one more chance!"
Seeing that Zhang Hao still hadn't given up, Wen Tailai smiled coldly in his heart and said, "Kid, do you think you still have a chance? That move just now should have been your strongest, right?"
Zhang Hao also stared back at Wen Tailai without showing weakness, saying with a half-smile, "What do you think? And this should be your last method to stop me, right?"
"Kid, I told you long ago, offending me, Wen Tailai, will lead to no good end for you. With me here, you won't even have the qualification for the Outer Gate Competition and will have to slink back home. Do you believe it?" Wen Tailai said arrogantly, pointing at Zhang Hao's chest.
Zhang Hao also felt a bit of anger in his heart. Looking at Wen Tailai, he said calmly, "Honestly, Young Master doesn't believe it. Young Master has a very bad temper and doesn't believe in evil."
"Alright, then you try." Wen Tailai smiled coldly, crossed his arms, and watched Zhang Hao indifferently.
This test drum was indeed tampered with by Wen Tailai. Of course, he could only lower the numerical value of the test result. Naturally, this value had a limited multiple. He couldn't arbitrarily modify the value. However, he had already lowered the value by ten times. He didn't believe that Zhang Hao could still pass under this value.
Naturally, this required the Deacon's cooperation. But this Deacon naturally didn't dare to offend Wen Tailai, this Genius of the Inner Courtyard, especially since he was the Deputy Sect Leader's Young Master. This Deacon still wanted to make a living in the Hao Xian Sect, so he naturally turned a blind eye to his actions. As for Elder Tu, if it were investigated later, Wen Tailai would naturally take the blame, and it wouldn't concern him. By then, he could just pretend he knew nothing.
Zhang Hao stood calmly in front of the test drum, having already unleashed Limitless Rampage. His tight-fitting clothes billowed without wind, emitting a sharp aura.
"Soul Flight!"
Zhang Hao unleashed the strongest move of the Seven Injury Fist.
Seeing Zhang Hao use the same move again, Wen Tailai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He said coldly in his heart, "Run out of tricks, have you? This time, let's see how you pass?"
Naturally, Wen Tailai didn't know that Zhang Hao had used Limitless Rampage.
"Boom!"
Zhang Hao delivered a heavy punch, slamming it onto the test drum. The test drum emitted a heavy wailing sound.
This resounding shock was even greater than before, slightly surprising all the Outer Sect Disciples present.
Soon, the numerical value on the light screen reappeared.
However, when Wen Tailai saw that numerical value, he was also greatly startled.
"How is that possible?"
The numerical value that appeared on the light screen was astonishingly 3.2 million jin.
A smile of victory appeared on Zhang Hao's face. He looked at the Deacon and asked, "Now, Young Master has passed, right?"
