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"Interesting, interesting, it seems that you have come prepared, let me see how many of you can pass the examination today, but don\'t make a strategic retreat in the face of battle."

Speaking of a strategic retreat, the faces of two elven martial monks reddened.

No, the matter of a strategic retreat, how could that be called fleeing?

They had tried twice before.

The first time to become familiar with the pattern, the second time to officially challenge but fell short by a move. They, feeling their accumulation was still insufficient, of course, dared not lightly waste their last chance.

Now, after a year and a half, they had come to challenge once again.

This time, they were very confident.

"I\'ll go first, to familiarize everyone with the process."

The elven martial monk with a shining forehead and an honest face spoke up.

Guardian Gabu Fool snapped his fingers lightly.

"The theme of this examination is \'creation\'."

"Within the designated time, you must create at least one self-made skill in order to pass my examination, proving that you possess enough wisdom and knowledge."

"The time is 30 minutes. Of course, within this time, you can receive enhancements such as \'Clarity\', \'Transparency\', \'Understanding Growth\', \'Inspiration Surge\', and so on."

He waved his hand grandly, and three platforms appeared in the hall.

"Those who wish to take the examination should step up, once you enter the formation, it means the examination begins."

"After the countdown, I will evaluate you based on the ingenuity of the skill you create, and its similarity to \'skills you previously possessed\'."

"That is to say, you can improve upon your existing skills, but if the newly created skill is too similar, I will not be lenient."

As the Omniscient God, Gabu Fool, during his life, had very extensive knowledge, and he could recognize a vast array of obscure skills, rare high-order skills, and even quite a few epic skills. -content

Of course, no matter how knowledgeable, he could not identify at a glance whether the skill placed before him by the examinee was freshly created or already possessed.

This already involved rules.

And unfortunately, as the guardian of this place, Gabu Fool had received the power bestowed by the rules.

He could recognize at a glance and determine the similarity between this skill and the old one. He was the Humanoid Paper Identification Machine. No matter whether it was copied, it was absolutely impossible to deceive his eyes.

"It\'s the challenge of creating skills!"

Taeli pondered to herself.

She had been here many times, and had witnessed many companions face different tests.

\'Wisdom Lock\', \'Six Union Rubik\'s Cube\', \'Dream Maze\', \'Heavenly Book Imitation\', and so on.

The \'creation of skills\' challenge was of moderate to upper difficulty among these many tests, but it came with the added benefit—during the examination period, one\'s understanding could grow!

Even for fourth-order strongmen like them, having one or a few more ordinary skills would not lead to a significant increase in combat power, but...

This opportunity to organize one\'s own learning, refine one\'s system, and create skills was quite rare.

And would greatly benefit their future.

Besides...

They surely couldn\'t make a strategic retreat just because the test was too difficult, right? That would anger the guardian of this place. Even if the guardian must follow the rules formally, the elves dare not offend lightly. What if, from now on, each time they came here, the guardian randomly assigned them the most difficult test items and lowered their scores?

It is said that such guardians were all formidable warriors in their lifetimes.

They did not dare to gamble on how extensive the guardian\'s powers might be.

The nameless elven martial monk stepped into the formation.

An hourglass emerged, starting an intense countdown.

The elven martial monk had already closed his eyes, practicing his boxing on his own, with utmost focus and self-forgetfulness.

"Can he pass the test?"

"Tianyuan Territory, how many can pass the examination?"

Taeli mused.

The Natural Garden was an ally with humans, but... this did not mean there was no competition. In such occasions, Taeli naturally rooted for her companions, striving to outperform the human strongmen.

They from the Natural Garden had a long history, profound heritage, and excellent traditions.

They learned more, had more personal accumulation, so naturally, they also had an advantage in creating skills.

It\'s all about transferring knowledge from one context to relate to another!

Only those with strong intuition and a rich knowledge base could pass the guardian\'s test.

Therefore, cultivation-type skills are very precious, but the vast majority of beings, even third-order and fourth-order strongmen, do not possess the ability to achieve this one skill.

"Lord, what do you think?"

Mu Yuan exchanged views with Isloa, Lu Liu, and Xi Liu, among others, in the hero channel.

Indeed.

Limited by factors such as \'birth age\' and \'time\', officers like Lu Liu did not have enough experience and accumulation.

The Tianyuan Territory also only had less than a year of \'long\' history.

However, learning materials were something Tianyuan Territory was never short of.

Under the leadership of Great Lord Shepherd, the territory boasted a robust atmosphere of learning where everyone eagerly pursued knowledge, except for certain slimes unwilling to divulge their names.

In terms of understanding?

\'Bone Two\' was a bit simple-minded. Xi Liu was a bit simple-minded, too. And Lu Liu was not adaptable.

However, it didn\'t matter, for the epic bloodline would intervene... right?

After all, Mu Yuan had never made it through a trial, so he couldn\'t say for sure. Fortunately, everyone had three chances to try, and if they failed all three, then it was time to step down.

Inside the arena,

the Elven Martial Monk still exuded an imposing presence while practicing his boxing, surrounded by an invisible aura; he had evidently mastered the Artistic Conception to a great extent.

Suddenly, his pupils opened wide, shining with a brilliant golden light.

"I did it!"

"I\'ve succeeded, hahahaha!!"

The countdown quickly reached zero.

The monk stepped forward to the Guardian, presenting the skill he had just created, clumsy though it was, with precision.

A faint golden glow emerged on his fists.

His shiny forehead seemed to radiate a luminance as well.

"It\'s the \'Golden Fist\' skill, eh? Not bad. It\'s relatively advanced among basic skills," said Gabu Fool, nodding slightly. He glanced again, with the light of laws flickering in his pupils.

"Similarity: 34.5%."

"Not bad, you\'ve passed."

At that moment, the splendid radiance of heaven and earth fell upon the shiny forehead of the Elven Martial Monk.

He soon emerged from his immersed state, claiming he had acquired a new body tempering practice technique.

Perfect for him!

Awesome!

After he stepped down, another Elven Martial Monk bearing numerous scars walked up with his head held high.

The others watched closely.

"No need to wait."

"A mere creation challenge can\'t possibly stump your lordship, \'Bone Two.\'

Watching a bit longer and preparing a bit more would give it a better chance, but waiting patiently clearly wasn\'t in the nature of \'Bone Two.\'

Prepare? Think? Plan? All unnecessary. \'Lord Bone Two\' could bulldoze through anything.

It strode forward and stepped onto another magical platform.

\'Right, what kind of skill should Lord Bone Two create?\'

...

"Your... your undead companion, is he always this bold?" asked Taeli, noticing \'Bone Two\' scratching his head in puzzlement on the platform, seemingly without any mental preparation before rushing forward.

"He\'s always this rash."

Isloa held her forehead in exasperation.

But knowing she couldn\'t dissuade this fool, she didn\'t say anything more. Besides, there were three chances, so there was nothing to lose in trying.

On the platform,

the Elven Martial Monk was meditating with his eyes closed, while \'Bone Two\' also began to sink into a state of self-forgetfulness.

Time quietly passed by.

The Guardian Gabu Fool directed his power at both of them.

Suddenly, he nodded slightly.

A glimmer of gold flashed over the monk, followed by the appearance of a pale golden shield.

This was a \'Golden Shield\' created based on the \'Guard\' skill, featuring a stronger self-protection capability.

The audience, being Fourth-order Strongmen themselves, had exceptional insight and quickly grasped what kind of skill the monk had created.

Suddenly,

Boom—

Violent black flames erupted, slamming into the array\'s light screen, sending ripples across it like water.

\'Bone Two\' was engulfed in shadow power, transforming into a dark light, continually charging back and forth.

\'Notification: Your troop \'Bone Two\' has achieved Enlightenment through an opportunity, upgrading the skill \'Charge\' to \'Shadow Fearless Charge (named by Bone Two).\'\'

"If I\'m not mistaken, this looks like... an advanced skill?"

"One arena, half an hour, one advanced skill."

"Oh my goodness!"