"First place, 50,000 points."
"Second place, 30,000 points."
"Third place, 10,000 points."
"Fourth to tenth place, 8,000 points."
"Eleventh to twentieth place, 5,000 points."
"Just a bit more effort to enter the top ten, and you’ll get 8,000 points. If you can push to third, you’ll get 10,000 points."
"Spell is spell, combat is combat. If paired well, you might just surpass the people ahead."
"I’ve always studied the Grassman focused on combat prowess, and the final test is all about combat ability!"
The remaining twenty people felt confident.
Because the fifth challenge evaluated spell fusion, some of those ranking ahead combined skills like Invisibility, Illusion, Giant Shield, and Flying Grassman, which had no offensive capabilities.
To truly see combat effectiveness, it had to be skills like Exploding Grassman, Divine Courage Grassman, Mystical Weapon Grassman, and Protector Grassman.
However, these geniuses could not help but be awed when they saw Zhao Xing and his Grassman. In the Grassman Skill training, they could only look up to Zhao Xing.
"Perfect spell fusion with one Grassman is enough to secure first place." Guan Junyang sighed, "I used to look up to Shi Yong, and now I have to look up to Zhao Xing in this course. When will I ever get to be first?"
With fewer people remaining, everyone had the energy to observe each other’s spell casting during the fifth challenge.
It was easy to guess that Zhao Xing’s perfect spell fusion with one Grassman was the reason he secured first place.
Otherwise, Liu Tianning wouldn’t have rated him as the top contender.
"Perfect spell fusion, Wind Walk and Fire Element combined... no, it’s not that simple." After checking the Earth Mirror rankings, Shi Yong also couldn’t help but focus on Zhao Xing’s Grassman.
Like a flash, Shi Yong took off, looking for breakthroughs in the Ten Thousand Skill Palace.
"I’ve never seen Shi Yong so busy."
"He always seemed so relaxed."
"It looks like he’s really considering Zhao Xing as a rival this time."
In the main hall of the Ten Thousand Skill Palace, Lu Bang watched the scene in the square with a smile.
"Shi Yong’s talent is really something." Liu Tianning commented, "But in the Grassman Skill, he still falls short compared to Zhao Xing."
"I think he’s exerting himself for nothing this time, unless Zhao Xing’s combat ability in the final test is really poor."
"Zhao Xing lacks the experience of serving the Military Minister of Agriculture. Shi Yong has been battle-hardened before."
"In Grassman Skill, that’s the only point he might win."
"In other aspects, he can’t be compared to Zhao Xing."
Lu Bang couldn’t help but smile at Liu’s words, "My student is still second, though. Brother Liu, you’re not giving me any face."
"But in terms of combat, Zhao Xing might not be weak either."
"Brother Liu, you might not know this. During his first mandatory training, the military department praised him, saying if they were to lead troops into battle, Zhao Xing would be the first choice, followed by Shi Yong."
"Although it was martial skill training, it proves that Zhao Xing’s practical combat experience isn’t weak."
"Oh?" Liu Tianning showed a hint of curiosity, "Then I must see for myself."
Seven days passed in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, the final test of the Grassman training course arrived.
"The sixth challenge, and the final test."
"The rule: One-on-one duel, one round to decide the winner."
"You will draw lots to match opponents."
"The winners of the first round enter the top ten, and the losers receive the 5,000-point reward for eleventh to twentieth place."
"The duels will take place in this Demonstration Square."
After Liu Tianning finished speaking, twenty command slips flew into the square.
Wrapped in golden light, the contents of the command slips were indistinguishable.
The crowd immediately used Wind Skill to grab a command slip.
Once in hand, those who drew matching numbers felt a connection.
"Oh crap, such bad luck? I drew Zhuang Ziqing!"
"Bad luck? I drew Cai Jin!"
"Hehe, Fang Yi, sorry, brother, I’ll send you packing!"
"Hmm, it’s not certain who will win yet!"
The drawing ended with some happy and others distressed.
Zhao Xing looked at his command slip; it was number one. As soon as he held it, he sensed the other person holding a number one.
"Isn’t this a narrow escape?" Seeing his opponent, Zhao Xing couldn’t help laughing. "This guy has a destiny tied to me."
His opponent was Li Feng.
"Zhao Xing?" Li Feng saw Zhao Xing and his face changed. In the fourth challenge, he still had hope of surpassing Zhao Xing.
After the fifth challenge, he knew it was nearly impossible to win against Zhao Xing.
"If my Mystical Weapon Grassman’s combat ability is 5,000, then his Divine Courage Grassman’s is at least 10,000!"
"I pray not to draw this disaster star."
But what you fear often comes true. He drew it, and it was for the first match.
"Those who drew number one, please take positions in the east and west of the square. Others, retreat."
With a swipe, Zhao Xing and Li Feng were left in the square, and the protective barrier was activated.
"Damn it, this guy is really my disaster star!" Li Feng inwardly complained, deciding to stay far from Zhao Xing in the future. "It’s all or nothing!"
The duel began, Zhao Xing and Li Feng casting spells simultaneously.
By the tenth second, Li Feng peeked and saw Zhao Xing had not yet formed his Grassman, feeling a little relieved.
But then his face changed, his body lifting off the ground.
"It’s the Invisibility Divine Courage Grassman! How treacherous!"
Li Feng had just finished forming his Grassman, but it was too late. Zhao Xing’s Divine Courage Invisibility Grassman directly knocked him unconscious.
"Battle over. Zhao Xing, wins."