The Swallow's Light Dance deployed a Phantom Sword Breaking Magic Finger, which also produced a Finger Technique Sword Energy similar to the Ten Pulse Sword Wave.

  However, the Ten Pulse Sword Wave emphasizes penetration and explosive power, while the Phantom Sword Breaking Magic Finger emphasizes speed and illusion.

  In an instant, a vast and overwhelming sword aura, like a waterfall, surged towards Zhang Ruochen.

  Zhang Ruochen's footwork was like a magic trick, shuttling back and forth in the sword energy.

  "Hiss"

  One of the sword auras broke through Zhang Ruochen's protective true energy shield, passing from under his armpit. Fortunately, he dodged in time; otherwise, his body would have been pierced by the sword aura.

  Zhang Ruochen retreated while observing Yan Qingwu's finger movements, looking for an opening.

  The Swallow's Light Dance unfolded the Illusory Sword of Demon Destruction, which was flawless and had reached the realm of perfection, forcing Zhang Ruochen to retreat continuously.

  Since there is no flaw, we can only break the law with force.

  Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to retreat to the stone wall, he suddenly sank his legs, stabilized his footsteps, and struck out with one palm.

  "Ninefold Strength of an Elephant"

  Seven palm prints were struck in a row, bursting out with seven times the power.

  "Evil-Repelling Finger"

  Swallow's right hand danced lightly, only revealing her index finger and little finger. A stream of icy true energy burst out from the tip of her fingers, striking Zhang Ruochen's palm.

  With one blow, they parted again.

  The power of Yan's light dance was surprisingly strong, only slightly weaker than Zhang Ruochen.

  It's not surprising at all, Yan Qingwu's overall strength was originally above Zhang Ruochen.

  Her speed is much faster than Zhang Ruochen, reaching 266 meters per second. Her strongest strength is only slightly weaker than Zhang Ruochen, reaching 31.5 heads of fierce elephant force.

  The two men fought each other to a standstill, neither able to gain the upper hand.

  More than two thousand three hundred moves had been exchanged between them in a short while, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

  If the two of them continued to exchange blows, as long as neither made a mistake, even if they fought for three days and three nights, it would be difficult to determine who was winning or losing.

  Finally, the instrument spirit of the earth list intervened and transmitted a voice: "According to the rules of the earth list test, if no winner can be determined within an hour, the earth list will evaluate the strength of both parties and determine the outcome."

  "According to your data, Di Bang's judgment is that Zhang Ruochen has a slight advantage, and the challenge to Yan Qingwu was successful."

  Yan lightly danced, somewhat discontented, and asked: "Why is it that although my strength is obviously greater than his, if we continue to fight, I can gradually gain the upper hand by relying on my deeper true energy?"

  "What you said is right, however, when Zhang Ruochen fought with you, he didn't use his full strength."

  "The sword spirit continued: 'After your sword was destroyed, Zhang Ruochen voluntarily gave up his own sword and fought you with his fists. You need to know that Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship has reached the realm of Sword Heart Transparency. If he uses this realm, within a thousand moves, you will be defeated by him.'"

  Earlier, Zhang Ruochen had a fight with Wei Wuxue and used the state of Jian Xin Tong Ming, which has been recorded in the data by Di Bang Qi Ling.

  "Clear Mind and Sharp Sword"

  Yan Liangwu gazed deeply at Zhang Ruochen, saying: "So that's how it is. I admit defeat willingly. Zhang Ruochen, I will remember your name. Once my strength improves, I will definitely challenge you to another battle on the Earth Ranking."

  After finishing speaking, Yan Qingwu's spiritual body dissipated and transformed into strands of spiritual energy.

  Zhang Ruochen walked out of the testing chamber and found that Luo Shuihan had already completed three rounds of actual combat tests, waiting outside.

  "Zhang Ruochen asked: 'Sister, how is your test result?'"

  "We won two games and lost one." Luo Shuihan said.

  The silver-robed elder standing beside him looked at Luoshuihan with great astonishment and said, "Luoshuihan defeated the third thousand seven hundredth and third thousand three hundredth warriors on the Earth List, but ultimately lost to the third thousandth warrior by a single move. There are only seventy-eight warriors under the age of twenty who have entered the top ten thousand on the Earth List, and she is one of them."

  "Congratulations, Shifu."

  Luo Shuihan appeared very calm, but instead used a profound gaze to look at Zhang Ruochen and said: "My ranking, compared to yours, is probably far behind."

  That silver-robed elder was slightly startled, Luo Shuihan's ranking was far inferior to Zhang Ruochen's.

  The two strongest Tianjiao in Tiān Mó Lǐng, "Sī Xíng Kōng" and "Zhāng Tiān Guī", were only ranked around 5,000th, far inferior to Luò Shuǐ Hán.

  No matter how powerful Zhang Ruochen is, he can only become so strong.

  After all, Zhang Ruochen was also no more than twenty years old.

  Standing beside him, Lei Jing asked somewhat impatiently: "Zhang Ruochen, did you succeed in your second actual combat test?"

  Lei Jing was the only one who knew that Zhang Ruochen was going to challenge the first hundred ranks of the Earth List, and he deeply understood the importance of this battle.

  If the challenge is successful, Zhang Ruochen will be ranked among the top 100 on the Earth List and qualify to appear in the next issue of Dongyu Fengyun Report, becoming a rising star among the young generation in the Eastern Region and entering the vision of various major forces.

  Zhang Ruochen nodded silently without changing his expression.

  Lei Jing burst out laughing and said with great joy, waving his large sleeve: "Elder Xi, Luo Shuihan, you two can withdraw first. I have something to discuss privately with Zhang Ruochen."

  "Being able to make the nearly hundred-year-old Leigong Master lose his composure, Zhang Ruochen's ranking on the Earth Board must be quite high up, perhaps already within the top thousand." The silver-robed elder thought to himself.

  He bowed to Lei Jing and exited the Earth Ranking Test Palace.

  Luo Shuihan also retreated and went out.

  "Zhang Ruochen, I indeed did not misjudge you. It is a blessing for Tianmo Ridge to have given birth to a young hero like you. In the past, Tianmo Ridge was occupied by ferocious beasts and ruled by the Four-Winged Earth Dragons, it was a land of primal wilderness. To be honest, humans only have a history of about 500 years on this land."

  "Five hundred years, seemingly a long time, but compared to the entire Kunlun Realm's human history, it can only be counted as an instant of brevity. So, in others' eyes, Tianmo Ridge is still a desolate and barren land, a remote and inconspicuous place, a tiny and insignificant piece of land."

  Zhang Ruochen didn't know Lei Jing, but he still listened seriously and said: "Although the Tianmo Ridge has only a short history of 500 years, it has given birth to countless heroes, and some people can even become saints. For example, Luo Xuan."

  "That's right."

  Lei nodded, a hint of yearning in his eyes, and said: "Luo Xu senior is the only saint in the history of Tianmo Ridge, and also the strongest one to come out of Tianmo Ridge. If it weren't for his influence, I'm afraid many people would still be unaware of the existence of Tianmo Ridge."

  Zhang Ruochen asked: "Is the pavilion master also a native cultivator of Tianmo Ridge?"

  Lei Jingdao: "I suppose so. Initially, I was just an orphan who was taken in by a senior member of the Wu City Money House and brought to the Wu City Academy to cultivate my abilities. Due to my exceptional talent, not only did I enter the inner palace academy, but later on, I even entered the Holy Institute."

  "It's just a pity that the competition in the Holy Court is too fierce, and there are too many geniuses. I'm just a poor man from a small place, how can I be a match for those half-saint families and the descendants of the saintly clans?"

  "Just stayed in the Holy Courtyard for a year and was beaten to severe injury by a successor of a holy gate because I offended him, and was thrown out of the Holy Courtyard. Haha"

  At this point, Lei Jing couldn't help but smile wryly and said: "It's really laughable to say it now. To be honest, I was actually thrown out of the Holy Institute back then. This is the first time in so many years that I've told an outsider about this matter, it's really too embarrassing. At that time, my strength wasn't a match for others, and my family background wasn't comparable to others either. So, all I could do was take the beating."

  "What happened later?"

  "Having offended the successor of the Sacred Gate, it's only natural that one can't stay in the Sacred Institute anymore. Besides, back then when I was beaten to the point of being like a dog, I didn't have the face to stay in the Sacred Institute either. After leaving the Sacred Institute, I entered the Wumeng Bank to work and unexpectedly, later on, I accidentally broke through the Fourth Realm of Martial Arts and reached the pinnacle of being a top-notch expert."

  Although Lei Jing said it lightly, Zhang Ruochen deeply knew how difficult it was to break through the Fish-Dragon Realm, and even in his previous life, he had not broken through that boundary.

  Lei Jing also doesn't know how much effort he paid, how much sweat and blood he shed, growing constantly in humiliation, constantly fighting, to break through that boundary, becoming a true superior being.

  Lei Jing laughed and said: "When I broke through to the Fish Dragon Realm, the Saint Gate's successor who threw me out of the Holy Institute back then was still trapped in the Tianji Boundary. Heh heh, since my strength has increased greatly, it's only natural that I would take revenge. On a dark and windy night, I gave that Saint Gate's successor a good beating, leaving him with a swollen face and bruised nose. I stripped off his clothes and pants, and hung him on the gate of the Holy Institute. Haha!"

  Zhang Ruochen burst out laughing and said, "The pavilion master has finally vented his anger and avenged the grudge from back then."

  Lei Jing's income laughed, flipped his white eyes and said: "The anger is gone, but it has thoroughly offended the Saint Gate. If it wasn't for my master's protection back then, I'm afraid I would have been killed by that Saint Gate. Even so, I was kicked out of the Holy Court again, kicked out of the Dongyu Divine Land, and chased back to the Tianmo Ridge. In a flash, fifty years have passed."

  "At first, when I was expelled from the Holy Institute for the second time, I made a vow. Even if I returned to Tianmo Ridge, I would cultivate a peerless genius of Tianmo Ridge, enter the Holy Institute, and thoroughly break the monopoly of the Saint's descendants in the Holy Institute, making them know that even a humble family can produce a noble son."

  Zhang Ruochen understood Lei Jing's emotions. In the Kunlun Realm, the disciples of the Cold Gate and the successors of the Holy Gate had always been in a state of opposition. Due to reasons such as cultivation resources and conditions, the successors of the Holy Gate had always held an absolute advantage, suppressing the disciples of the Cold Gate, who couldn't even lift their heads.

  Taking Tianmo Ridge as an example, among the young generation of strong people, the vast majority are princes and princesses from various counties and states, or else they are successors to large families. It is rare for a child from a humble background to become a top-notch strong person.

  So, no matter how the world changes, the rulers of Kunlun Realm will always be the descendants of those powerful families.

  A warrior without background or power, wanting to be strong and wanting to become a saint is absolutely as difficult as ascending to the sky.

  In the eyes of those semi-sage families and sacred gate successors, these princes and county masters from the 36 states of Tianmo Ridge are just like rural wealth, and there is no difference with the poor.

  What can a poor disciple do?

  The world is like this, and we can only go against the tide.