No money for martial arts university? Slay your way through the border to the top martial arts schoo

Below the cliff is a collapsed basin, more than 200 meters in diameter.

In the very center of the basin stands a stone pillar, and atop the pillar perches a giant bird with a dark purple body.

With a wingspan of just over thirty meters, its folded wings covered most of the stone pillar.

The feathers were not made of feathers, but of layers of hard, metallic scales that overlapped and produced a dull clattering sound.

Its claws gripped the top of the stone pillar, the ten sharp claws embedded directly into the rock, and debris was still falling.

Its head has the outline of a vulture, but it is more than three times larger than any known vulture.

A ring of bone protrudes high on the top of the forehead, with tiny purple arcs of electricity constantly shooting out from the gaps between the bone, crackling and popping.

With each leap, the air within a dozen meters around the person trembled.

A prompt appears on the system panel.

[A-level alien beast detected: Thunder Abyss Vulture (Martial Venerable Stage 3)]

Wu Zun.

It is a whole realm higher than the Martial King.

Lin Feng crouched on the edge of the cliff and stared at the Thunder Abyss Vulture below for ten seconds.

A fragment of a Class B alien beast still clung to the tip of its beak, and blood droplets were falling from it.

I'm full.

A well-fed wild animal will react a beat slower.

If you use the Fang of Calamity to hack and slash, every hit will be a critical strike and can deal damage equivalent to a Martial Venerable level, which is enough to deal with the Thunder Abyss Vulture.

But this thing can fly.

If a real fight breaks out, it flaps its wings and flies to a height of 300 meters, which he can't even reach.

Lin Feng tapped his thigh twice.

Eyes of a Thousand Beasts.

The upgraded controls have raised the skill ceiling to a whole new level.

He is at the third level of Martial King, and theoretically, he can control Martial Venerable-level beasts.

Lei Yuan's ferocious eagle, the third level of martial arts master.

It just hit the upper limit.

Controlling it within the upper limit has a low success rate; failure means being chased and pecked by a well-fed Martial Venerable-level bird.

Lin Feng thought about that scene.

Not very respectable.

But he still stood up.

"Let's take a gamble."

He jumped off the cliff.

The wind whistled through my clothes.

The moment it landed, the Thunder Abyss Vulture suddenly turned its head, its pupils contracting sharply as it locked onto Lin Feng.

The electric arcs on the bone crown all exploded.

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as an arm, struck down from the top of the bone crown, moving so fast that the air didn't even have time to make a sound.

The stealth walk.

Three afterimages scattered in three directions.

The lightning struck the spot where the afterimage was, blasting a crater more than three meters deep into the ground, and sending debris flying onto the cliff face.

The smell of burning filled the air instantly.

The real body had already circled around to the side of the stone pillar.

Lin Feng stopped less than fifty meters away from the ferocious vulture, his feet firmly planted on the ground.

The distance is sufficient.

Activate the Eye of All Beasts.

Dark gold vertical lines appeared in his eyes.

An ancient spiritual force surged from between his brows, formless and intangible, rushing straight towards the spiritual domain of the Thunder Abyss Vulture.

The vulture sensed it.

It burst open all the scales and feathers.

With a wingspan of twenty meters, the giant wings suddenly unfolded, and the resulting gale swept away all the rubble at Lin Feng's feet.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing shriek tore through the air above the entire basin; the frequency was so high that it vibrated and hurt people's eardrums.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and endured it.

Instead of taking off, the eagle swooped down from the stone pillar, its claws reaching for Lin Feng's head.

At the same time, the electric arcs on the bone crown leaked out wildly, and purple lightning shot out from the tips of every scale feather, densely packed and intertwined into a net.

Lin Feng moved a step to the right, barely avoiding the pair of sharp claws.

But the electric arc couldn't be avoided.

A forked bolt of lightning swept across his left arm, burning off a section of his sleeve. Golden, indestructible patterns appeared on his skin as he withstood the lightning.

My arm felt numb, and my fingers trembled a few times.

It hurts, but the bones aren't broken.

His mental power never stopped.

Controlling a Martial Venerable-level beast and controlling an Iron Rhinoceros are not difficult tasks at all.

The Fiery Vulture's mental barrier was too thick; even when a layer of third-grade mental power was poured in, it was bounced back.

Refill.

It bounced back.

the third time.

bomb.

The Thunder Abyss Vulture's resistance grew increasingly fierce.

It began to rampage back and forth in the basin, its giant wings slapping the ground, snapping stone pillars in half.

The lightning bolts on the bone crown struck wildly in all directions, leaving several black scorch marks on the rock walls at the edge of the basin.

Lin Feng was pushed back three steps by the shockwave before regaining his footing behind a large rock.

There was sweat on my forehead.

The mental energy was being depleted much faster than expected.

We need to change our playing style.

Lin Feng glanced down at the Fang of Calamity at his waist.

The knife was drawn; a single critical strike would be enough to chop off the eagle's wing.

But that wouldn't be subjugation, that would be killing.

A flying beast at the third level of Martial Venerable is worth a hundred times more than killing it.

He wanted a live one.

Lin Feng took the Fang of Calamity off his waist.

I moved my wrists around a bit.

No knife needed.

With fists.

Beat them until they submit.

When the Undying Golden Body was activated to its fullest extent, golden patterns spread from his arms to his neck.

Instant Step Zero Style: A burst of power in an instant.

He rushed out from behind the rock.

The Thunder Abyss Vulture was furiously pawing at the ground in the center of the basin, its two claws turning the rock layers upside down.

Hearing footsteps, the big head tilted to the side and saw Lin Feng charging straight at it.

With a flap of its wings, another bolt of lightning struck.

The stealth walk.

The afterimage dissipated, and the real body was already pressed against the lower part of the vulture's chest and abdomen.

At this distance, lightning becomes less effective; it can't strike itself.

Lin Feng's right fist was brimming with energy and blood, and he slammed it into the sternum of the ferocious vulture.

boom.

A dull, muffled sound.

The feedback from the fist was very hard; that layer of metallic scales was even harder to hit than the hide of an iron rhinoceros.

The savage was knocked back two steps, but its defenses were not breached.

It lowered its head, its beak whistling as it pecked at Lin Feng's crown.

If that peck lands squarely, it'll leave a hole in your head.

Lin Feng turned his head to avoid the blow, and then followed up with his left fist, which landed squarely on the vulture's jaw.

The punch made a sound.

Click.

The griffin's head was knocked five degrees to the side.

It paused for a moment, and for the first time, something other than confusion appeared in its vertical pupils.

pain.

Birds don't have many facial expressions, but their sense of pain is universal.

Lin Feng didn't give it time to digest.

The third punch.

The fourth punch.

The fifth punch.

He fought directly against the vulture's body, neither retreating nor dodging, his fists striking the thinnest joints and bone crevices of its scales.

His indestructible golden body protected him from the scattered lightning bolts emanating from the ferocious vulture. The golden patterns beneath his skin pulsated, but none of them burned through.

The griffin grew anxious.

Its 30-meter wingspan couldn't be fully extended because Lin Feng was stuck to its belly.

It wanted to fly.

Lin Feng grabbed the toe bone on its calf with his left hand and hung on it.

The griffin carried him less than ten meters high, adding more than seventy kilograms to his legs and also delivering a punch.

The punch landed on the inside of the knee joint.

Qi and blood penetrate the body.

The griffin finally let out its first cry, one that was different from the previous ones.

It wasn't a shriek, but a muffled groan.

The muffled groans of birds.

Its left leg was bent.

His body swayed, he lost control, and crashed back to the ground along with Lin Feng.

The ground was smashed into a shallow crater.

The dust rose several meters high.

Lin Feng rolled over in the dust, his back a little sore from the fall.

But he stood very steadily.

The griffin struggled to its feet, several cracks appearing on its scales and feathers, and blood seeping from its lower jaw.

It stared at Lin Feng.

Cracks began to appear in the fierce light in those vertical pupils.

It wasn't fear, but confusion.

This thing had been the overlord of the mountain for who knows how long, and no beast within a hundred miles dared to walk upright in front of it.

Now a two-legged human has lost his weapon and is being beaten until he bleeds with his fists alone.

A very new experience.

"Again?"

Lin Feng shook the blood off his hands and loosened his joints.

The griffin's wing twitched.

Half-open.

It was taken back.

I hesitated.

The beast at the third level of Martial Venerable hesitated.

Lin Feng saw this flaw.

The Eye of Ten Thousand Beasts has been activated for the second time.

The dark gold vertical lines lit up in his pupils, and his mental energy surged forth once more.

This time is different from the last one.

The mental barrier of the ferocious vulture was stretched to its limit, and no amount of psychic power could penetrate it.

Its barriers are now faltering.

He was beaten.

Physical pain can cause a beast's mental defenses to waver; this is something written in the Martial Arts Encyclopedia, but most beast tamers can't use it because they can't fight a Martial Venerable-level beast with their bare hands.

Lin Feng can handle it.

Infuse with mental power.

First barrier – breached.

The eagle shuddered, spread its wings fully, and slapped the ground twice, sending up pebbles that pelted Lin Feng's chest with a crackling sound.

The second layer of defense.

The vulture's eyes began to tremble.

It opened its beak as if to call out, but only a gurgling sound came from its throat.

The third layer.

The griffin lowered its head.

It scratched the ground with its claws, creating several deep grooves, and then slowly, little by little, folded its wings.

A system notification popped up.

[The Eye of All Beasts successfully controlled]

[Bound to Grade A Exotic Beast: Thunder Abyss Vulture (Martial Venerable Stage 3)]

[Currently Controlled Beasts: Iron Rhinoceros (Martial King Stage 2), Thunder Abyss Vulture (Martial Venerable Stage 3)]

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

My hands are shaking.

My mental energy was completely depleted; my head was buzzing, and I briefly saw black shadows before my eyes.

But it's worth it.

He looked at the Thunder Abyss Vulture crouching on the ground. The creature had lowered its head to chest height, and the arcs of electricity on its crest had mostly subsided, leaving only a few faint purple lights that occasionally flickered.

The Martial Venerable-level raptor that was chasing him and striking him with lightning just moments ago now looks no different from a wronged chicken.

Lin Feng reached out and patted the tip of the eagle's beak.

It shuddered but didn't flinch.

"From now on, follow me."

A low, guttural growl came from the vulture's throat.

I don't know if this counts as a response, but at least it didn't attack him.

Lin Feng turned around and walked back behind the rock, hung the Fang of Calamity back on his waist, and glanced at the new line of text on the system panel.

The third level of Wu Zun.

Can fly.

It will discharge electricity.

......