Martial Arts Secret Realm: Only I Can Know the Plot?

"Have you heard? Sun Fan has emerged from the secret realm."

"I've heard about it. And it seems his strength has increased significantly. Someone saw him coming out of the administration building; his face was pale, but he was in good spirits."

"Where's the tiger? Has the tiger come out yet?"

"I don't know. The records from the Secret Realm Management Department only show that Sun Fan came out, not that Ferocious Tiger."

These days, news has been leaked by someone, and the story of the ferocious tiger hunting down Sun Fan in the relevant secret realm has been spreading like wildfire throughout the school.

Dong Dahai put down his chopsticks, looked up, and glanced at the people at that table. His movement was small, but his scarred face was so conspicuous that the people at that table immediately quieted down after just one look from him.

Dong Dahai didn't say anything and lowered his head to continue eating his noodles.

"The ferocious tiger won't come out."

The sound wasn't loud, but in a place like a cafeteria, even the quietest sound can't be hidden.

The people at the surrounding tables all heard it.

"What?" someone couldn't help but ask. "What did you say?"

Dong Dahai picked up his chopsticks, looked up at the man, didn't say anything, and continued eating his noodles.

But it was too late.

That sentence was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, its ripples spreading outwards in concentric circles. Within an hour, the entire Dark Martial Arts School was buzzing with the news.

The ferocious tiger died in the secret realm.

Moreover, he died at the hands of Sun Fan.

When the news reached the third grade, the reactions were mixed.

Some people didn't believe it. Fierce Tiger Yan Gaotian, one of the five tigers of the third year, a Qi Gathering Realm expert, died at the hands of a first-year student? That's a joke. Even if Sun Fan had a fortuitous encounter in the secret realm, it's impossible for him to leapfrog two major realms in such a short time.

Some people were skeptical. After all, Yan Gaotian hadn't come out of the secret realm, but Sun Fan had.

If Yan Gaotian were still alive, he would have to come out—the mission time in the secret realm has a limit, and once the limit is reached, he will be forcibly sent out.

There's no reason why someone could stay in the secret realm after failing a mission.

The fact that Yan Gaotian was not forcibly sent out suggests that he most likely died inside the secret realm.

Some people are angry. Not for Yan Gaotian, but for themselves.

The fact that a third-year student was killed by a first-year student is an insult to the entire third grade.

"Has the investigation been completed? Was it really Sun Fan who killed him?"

The speaker was Luo Lie, the Sword King, the leader of the Four Kings. He sat on the stands of the third-year training ground, a sword in his hand, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. His expression was calm, but those who knew him well knew that beneath that calm lay a heavy burden.

"We haven't found out the details." The man standing in front of him shook his head. "But the news came from Dong Dahai. Dong Dahai is Sun Fan's man, so his words aren't very credible."

"Not high?" Luo Lie sneered. "He said it himself. The fact that he dared to say it shows that Sun Fan isn't afraid of others finding out."

He sheathed his knife and stood up.

"Interesting. First-year students killed the five top students of the third year and even had the news leaked. Is this a demonstration or a provocation?"

"Brother Lie, should we...?"

"No," Luo Lie interrupted him. "Let's see first. This isn't that simple."

When boxing champion Shi Jingtian heard the news, he was in the training room hitting the punching bag. His punches were so powerful that each one made the bag shake violently, and the chains rattled. No one dared to approach him, for fear of being accidentally injured.

"Brother Shi, Fierce Tiger is dead." Someone shouted from outside.

Shi Jingtian stopped punching, turned around, his forehead covered in sweat, but his eyes were bright.

"Who killed him?"

"It's said to be Sun Fan."

Shi Jingtian was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"Interesting. A first-year student, killing a Qi Gathering Realm expert." He cracked his knuckles, "This Sun Fan, I'll have to meet him."

Leg King Chen Jiu didn't say anything. He leaned against the wall of the training ground, his long legs crossed, idly shaking his feet. Upon hearing the news of Fierce Tiger's death, he raised an eyebrow, then continued shaking his feet as if he hadn't heard it.

"Ninth Brother, aren't you going to go and take a look?" someone next to him asked.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Jiu said lazily. "A dead man? Or a murderer? I'm not interested."

"But that was Sun Fan, a first-year student, who killed the ferocious tiger."

"So what?" Chen Jiu glanced at the man. "Ferocious Tiger was the weakest of the Five Tigers, all bark and no bite. What's so strange about him being killed by a freshman? If anyone's going to be killed, it should be someone stronger."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Gun King Shen Wuxiu had the calmest reaction.

He was cleaning his gun when he heard the news. The gun had been with him for many years, and most of the paint on the shaft had worn away, revealing the wood grain underneath. He cleaned it very carefully, inch by inch, as if he were doing something very solemn.

"Brother Shen, the ferocious tiger is dead." The messenger stood at the door, too afraid to go in.

Shen Wuxiu paused for a moment, then continued cleaning the gun.

"understood."

"Aren't you...aren't you going to go and take a look?"

"What are you looking at?" Shen Wuxiu looked up at the person in the doorway. "What's so interesting about a dead man?"

"But the person who killed him was Sun Fan, a first-year student."

Shen Wuxiu put down the gun cloth, stood up, and walked to the window.

"A first-year student killed a third-year student. This is not the first time, nor will it be the last, in the Dark Martial Arts Academy."

He looked at the sky outside the window and remained silent for a while.

"But what if he killed more than just tigers?"

The messenger was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Shen Wuxiu did not answer.

He was thinking about something.

The ferocious tiger is a master of the Qi Gathering Realm. Sun Fan was in the Power Generation Realm before entering the secret realm. Even if he had reached the Meridian Opening Realm, it would have been impossible for him to reach the Qi Gathering Realm in such a short time.

It's not impossible for someone at the Opening Meridian Realm to kill a Qi Gathering Realm expert, but it requires the right timing, location, and people—terrain, condition, and luck are all indispensable.

Winning against a stronger opponent might be a fluke, even if it happens once.

But what if there's more than one ferocious tiger?

Shen Wuxiu turned around, walked back, and continued cleaning his gun.

"Pass down my message: don't provoke that Sun Fan recently."

The messenger was stunned: "Brother Shen, you..."

Do as instructed.

Shen Wuxiu's tone was very calm, but that calmness was more intimidating than any threat.

The day after the incident escalated, Yao Xiaozheng, the mentor of the fierce tiger, was summoned to the principal's office.

The principal's surname is Lu, and his given name is Chen. He is over sixty years old, not tall, but has a very imposing presence, like a mountain. When he sits there motionless, you might even forget he is there.

He was wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, his hair was neatly combed, and his face had few wrinkles, but each one was very deep, as if carved by a knife.

Yao Xiaozheng stood in front of the desk, without sitting down.

Lu Chen didn't offer him a seat, so he refused.

"You know about Yan Gaotian's matter." Lu Chen's voice was flat and even, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"understood."

"What are you planning to do?"