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

Her attempts to draw blood couldn't draw him away.

It's not that her kung fu is bad, it's just that she's no match for the masters.

His sword was the source of destruction.

Her efforts, drawn from the ground up, were like throwing a stone into the sea – utterly futile.

Under such a high level of destruction, they would be crushed in no time.

"You..." Lian Youyou opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, but couldn't bring herself to say it.

Sun Fan sheathed his sword.

He looked at Lian Youyou, his eyes showing no mockery, no smugness, and no pity.

There was only a hint of appreciation.

"Your kung fu is quite good," he said. "It's a pity you ran into me."

Lian remained silent.

She thought it was the smugness of a victor, but Sun Fan's tone was sincere.

Because that's what he really thought.

This martial art is very rare. From which martial art could it have originated?

Hard to say.

She stood there, watching Sun Fan turn and leave the stage, watching his figure gradually disappear into the distance.

A deafening cheer erupted from the audience.

"Sun Fan! Sun Fan! Sun Fan!"

Some people started shouting slogans, some jumped up excitedly, and some even threw their hats into the air.

The strongest spear of the first year, the strongest shield of the first year, the most sinister and ruthless path of the first year—all were trampled under his feet.

He is the tallest mountain in the first grade.

Perhaps, they will witness the tallest mountain climbed by a first-year student since the founding of the Dark Martial Arts Academy.

The martial arts arena remained quiet for a long time after the competition ended.

Everyone was talking about the two battles that had just taken place—especially the last one.

"Did you all see that? Lian Youyou's life-drawing technique is completely useless against him!"

"Nonsense, didn't you hear Sun Fan's last words? 'Unfortunately, he ran into me'—that was a blatant crushing defeat!"

"Lian Youyou is already very strong, really, I could feel the chill just now when I was standing next to her. But Sun Fan... he's not even human."

"He's clearly quite young, so how can he be so terrifyingly strong? Did he receive some kind of extraordinary swordsmanship encounter?"

"Iron Wall Zhao Cheng's skills are also a family-inherited external martial arts technique. He has been practicing since childhood, and his foundation is comparable to that of the scions of noble families. In addition, the young masters of noble families look down on this kind of hard-working and clumsy martial arts. I think he will be invincible once he reaches the power release stage."

"Unexpectedly, Sun Fan broke through it with a single sword strike."

"Who can argue with that?"

"In fact, have you noticed that I feel Sun Fan hasn't been using his full strength? So far, he hasn't even been injured."

"Holy crap... just how strong is he now?"

No one can answer this question.

But everyone shares a consensus—

In first grade, no one could rival him anymore.

Zhao Cheng, clutching his chest wound, stood below the stage, watching Sun Fan's departing figure, speechless for a long time.

He lost.

The loss was not unjust.

But he doesn't regret it.

That sword strike revealed the true difference to him—not the difference in techniques, not the difference in resources, but rather... the difference in their understanding of martial arts.

The moment Sun Fan found the patterns of his power, he understood.

This person's martial arts level is far higher than his.

It was so high that he couldn't even muster the thought of catching up.

That's a difference in perspective that comes from having a commanding viewpoint.

His self-righteous increase in strength seemed somewhat laughable in front of Sun Fan.

Lian Youyou stood still, motionless.

The white light from before still lingered in her palm. But now, that light was gradually dissipating—because her mind was in turmoil.

The path of ruthlessness is most averse to a chaotic mind.

Once the mind is disturbed, one's skill will decline.

She knew that she had not only lost the fight, but also lost all the hard work she had accumulated over the years.

But she doesn't regret it.

At least, she tried.

At least, she saw with her own eyes how high that mountain was.

She knew which way to go from here on out.

In the stands, the diva Chao Qingwu withdrew her gaze, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Interesting," she said softly. "This little guy is even more interesting than I imagined."

She looked at the cadre beside her and asked, "Has the investigation been completed? What exactly was his extraordinary encounter?"

The cadre shook his head: "The madman has blocked the news."

The diva raised an eyebrow: "That madman treats this kid differently."

The diva was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

She stood up and dusted off her clothes.

"Let's go, we've seen enough of today's show."

The official paused for a moment, then asked, "You're not planning to recruit him?"

The diva turned around and glanced at him, her eyes looking at him as if he were a fool.

"Recruit him?" She shook her head. "You can't recruit someone like that."

Why?

"Because there's a mountain in his heart," the diva said. "That mountain is much higher than my position as diva."

A man who has seen mountains has a broader perspective.

How could they possibly be interested in these small hills?

The official seemed to understand, but didn't dare ask any more questions.

On the other side, the fierce tiger Yan Gaotian returned to the training room, his silence terrifying.

Ah Liang stood beside him, barely daring to breathe.

He knows his older brother too well.

The thing he once regarded as an insect has grown into an opponent he can no longer ignore.

That's right, the opponent.

Although there is still a gap in martial arts realm between the two, Sun Fan's rise was too fast and his staying power was too great.

Sometimes, a martial art that seems excellent in the Body Tempering Realm becomes just good in the Power Generation Realm, and perhaps only average in the Meridian Opening Realm.

But Sun Fan's swordsmanship is different.

As one reaches the point of mastering swordsmanship, one becomes increasingly skilled.

This reminded him of a very bad rumor.

Advanced martial arts techniques are often broken down because they require extremely high aptitude and are difficult to master in the early stages. This is the case with the Tiger Claw Extinction Hand technique passed down from Yan Gaotian to Yan Gaojiang. The complete Tiger Claw Extinction Hand is a transcendent-level martial art.

However, there are some secret realms of divine skills that, by chance, may be mastered by some novice martial artists. They cannot unleash the full power of these skills, but as their cultivation level increases, they can unleash even greater power.

"Big brother..." Ah Liang said cautiously.

Yan Gaotian raised his hand to stop him.

"We need to prepare well for that matter and speed things up." He stood up and walked out without looking back.

What happened today is destined to be circulated in the Dark Martial Arts School for a very long time.

In the first grade, a monster appeared.

His name is Sun Fan.

His sword was as fast as lightning.

His foundation is so solid, it's as if he's practiced it his whole life.

None of his opponents could force him to use his full strength.

Someone gave him a nickname—

The highest mountain.

The meaning is very simple.

In first grade, he was the tallest mountain.

No one can get over it.

Sun Fan returned to his residence and had just sat down when Dong Dahai pushed open the door and came in.

He held a stack of documents in his hand, his expression somewhat complicated.

"The Fierce Tiger side has been making a lot of moves lately. His deal with Zhao Cheng is just the tip of the iceberg; I suspect he's preparing something else."

Sun Fan looked up at him.

What do you suspect?

Dong Dahai hesitated for a moment before speaking: "I suspect he's waiting for an opportunity—an opportunity to attack you outside the martial arts school."

Sun Fan was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"Then let him wait."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night outside.

Anyway, I'm waiting too.