Chinese Superman

Dozens of martial arts techniques at the realm of artistic conception! What does that even mean?

Chen Miao exhausted all his energy and relied on his super brain to create the "Water Dragon Chant" after more than a month!

And some people have actually created dozens of them?!

This goes beyond the realm of "genius"; it's practically a myth!

The students subconsciously turned their gazes to Xia Xinghan and Chen Miao, unconsciously comparing them to that mysterious powerhouse, but soon realized that such a comparison was somewhat absurd.

They're not even in the same league!

Teacher Li pressed his hands down to signal everyone to be quiet, and continued, "Such an unparalleled achievement would naturally not be unrewarded by the nation. Not only was it rewarded with extremely generous resources, but this pioneer was also bestowed with a supreme honorary title—"

He paused, then spoke clearly, word by word:

"Take! Zu!"

Suddenly, the whole class erupted in a frenzy of discussion.

"The Martial Ancestor?!"

"The ancestor of martial arts, and officially certified!"

"Too...too powerful."

"Give me this honor, and I'll risk my life to charge into battle."

Shocked!

An absolutely stunning experience!

This title carries immense weight!

This is not just popular praise, but a formal award granted at the national level!

This means that in the future, when martial arts become popular throughout the country and hundreds of millions of people practice it, everyone will remember the "ancestor" who created the martial arts system!

This is an honor worthy of being recorded in history and remembered for eternity!

Everyone was stunned by the news, except for Xia Xinghan, who sat in the baby chair, whose expression became somewhat strange.

He blinked, thinking to himself, "The Martial Ancestor... could he be talking about me?"

"Grandpa Qian wouldn't be trying to bribe me with this empty title and then take the opportunity to deduct my spirit stones, would he? Humph, I don't care..."

Rare!

Xia Xinghan found it extremely rare!

As Chinese people, who doesn't care about having a name that will be passed down for generations?

A person dies but becomes nothing more than a handful of dust; only a good name will live on forever.

"Teacher, did this mysterious expert leave his name? Could it be... Little Nezha...?"

Su Xiao turned to look at Xia Xinghan.

For some reason, she always felt that the mysterious powerful figure would be him.

"Su Xiao, don't joke around, hahaha." Liu Mengyan chuckled dryly, but she also had this intuition.

My deskmate is the current Martial Ancestor? Are you kidding me!

Teacher Li didn't keep everyone guessing for too long.

He took a deep breath and, with unprecedented solemnity, announced a name destined to shake the world: "This gentleman, revered as the 'Contemporary Martial Ancestor,' is named—"

"Summer, Stars, Han!"

The entire class fell into a deathly silence.

All the students opened their mouths slightly, their faces filled with confusion and astonishment.

Who is this person?

Among the crowd, Chen Miao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness, it wasn't Nezha. He gave me quite a fright."

"An existence like Martial Ancestor... is probably a peerless genius born of destiny, appearing only once in a thousand years." Chen Miao comforted himself. "Compared to him, I am but rotten grass and fireflies, while Martial Ancestor is the star and the bright moon. How can I compete with him?"

Facing Martial Ancestor Xia Xinghan, Chen Miao had no desire to even compete.

I could only look up at the blue sky and dare not entertain any other thoughts.

"But..."

He raised his head again, his gaze hardening once more, and set new goals for himself.

"Chasing after the Martial Ancestor is a pipe dream, but the gap between us isn't that big."

"Wang Nezha is still young, while I am in my prime, so the advantage is mine!"

Chen Miao's fighting spirit was rekindled, completely unaware that the Martial Ancestor who had become a god in his heart was Xia Xinghan.

Wang Nezha and Xia Xinghan are essentially the same person.

……

After class.

The Opening Heaven Class was bustling with activity once again, with students discussing the mysterious Martial Ancestor Xia Xinghan.

Xiang Xiaohu left his seat and went straight to Xia Xinghan, who was about to leave.

"Boss!"

Xiang Xiaohu scratched his head, a hint of embarrassment on his honest face.

"What is it? Just say it."

Xia Xinghan had just climbed out of the baby chair.

Xiang Xiaohu raised his head, his tiger-like eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit: "I...I want to test what I've learned during this time with you."

Fearing Xia Xinghan might misunderstand, he quickly waved his hand and explained, "It's not a challenge! It's definitely not a challenge to the boss! It's just... I've beaten everyone in the Kaitian Class recently, and now... I'm a bit out of opponents."

He spoke sincerely, even with a hint of distress, clearly not to boast, but to state the facts.

With his cultivation at the fifth level of the Transcendent Realm, the essence of the Overlord's Firmament Fist, and the mysterious power of the Grade A relic, the Overlord Cauldron, Xiang Xiaohu was indeed invincible in the Opening Heaven Class.

Upon hearing this, Xia Xinghan laughed: "I thought it was no big deal."

"Perfect timing, I also want to see how much you've improved, Xiaohu."

Xia Xinghan walked straight towards the training ground outside the classroom, then suddenly turned back and added, "Also, we're civilized people, that's not called fighting, that's called sparring."

"Wow! The boss is about to make his move!"

"The first battle of the Heavenly Creation Class versus the class's top leader!"

"Go see, go see!"

The news spread like wildfire throughout Kaitianban.

The students, who hadn't yet dispersed, immediately became excited. They stopped discussing the Martial Ancestor and, calling out to their friends, surged towards the large training ground specifically for actual combat.

The commotion was so great that even the students in the neighboring field class were alerted.

Hearing the news, they also gathered around out of curiosity, and the area around the training ground was immediately filled with people, with endless discussions.

In the field.

Xiang Xiaohu and Xia Xinghan stood facing each other.

Xiang Xiaohu took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Boss, I'm sorry to offend you!"

Before he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed, and a domineering and tyrannical aura rose up.

Xiang Xiaohu lowered his waist and sat firmly on his horse, his right fist retracted to his waist, and spiritual energy gathered wildly.

"Overlord's Decisive Fist!"

boom!

A massive, ancient bronze cauldron, about half a person's height, materialized from the fist, carrying an aura that could suppress mountains and rivers. It spun rapidly, tearing through the air and emitting a muffled whistle, before crashing straight into Xia Xinghan.

The power of this punch was in no way inferior to Xia Xinghan's when he fought Huang Tao, and was even a bit stronger.

Huang Tao and the others who were watching turned pale, as unpleasant memories were brought back, and their chests ached slightly.

I knew that even now, I still couldn't handle it.

However, faced with an unparalleled punch, Xia Xinghan simply raised a small, fair hand.

No martial arts techniques were used, and there were no complicated moves.

He simply met the attack with a single punch.

"clang--"

A deafening, resounding clang!

Under everyone's stunned gaze, the indestructible bronze cauldron phantom collided with Xia Xinghan, who was only about the height of a tripod.

It should have been a scene of a rock smashing a quail egg, but the next moment—

"Snap... Bang!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The imposing, enormous bronze cauldron phantom, instead of resembling a quail egg, instantly became riddled with cracks before exploding open with a deafening roar, transforming into countless shimmering spiritual particles that slowly dissipated into the air.

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Xiang Xiaohu remained frozen in his punching stance, completely stunned.

This was the first time since he challenged the Heavenly Opening Class and unleashed the Overlord's Firmament Fist that his fist energy had been defeated in such a direct and brutal way!

"As expected of the boss!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Xiang Xiaohu's eyes blazed with even more intense light. He showed no signs of discouragement; on the contrary, his fighting spirit soared even higher.

"Next, I'm going to use some of the power of the Overlord Cauldron, boss, be careful!"

He roared, his voice like muffled thunder: "My strength can uproot mountains—my spirit can overwhelm the world!!"