High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

Chen Shi turned and walked away.

The sound barrier has disappeared.

The Jiangzhou audience rose to their feet, applauding and cheering for Chen Shi, praising him for delivering such a wonderful match.

As usual, Chen Shi raised his hand to greet everyone and said with a smile, "You're all worrying too much."

"Among my classmates, I am invincible."

After uttering these domineering words, the spirited young man walked confidently into the contestant tunnel and left the arena.

At this moment, someone noticed a man flying in the sky. His right hand was spinning in the air, performing a Tai Chi-like motion, drawing all the black energy emanating from Chen Shi into his palm. Staff members also went to the scene to collect the blood that had been spilled on the ground.

As Chen Shi walked out of the contestants' tunnel, he embraced Xue Xin. Feeling the girl's soft, milky scent, Chen Shi beamed and lifted her high, hoisting her onto his shoulders. The girl squeezed her legs together and looked down, asking, "What happened to you just now?"

Chen Shi shook his head: "Let's talk about it when we get home."

He returned to the guest room of the Shi family, where his master and mistress sat down.

The family of four talked about what happened back then.

Chen Shi frowned and said, "I heard a voice, and I'm sure it was my own voice."

"Slaying all members of the Dragon Clan, becoming a general, or even the Human Emperor, is incredibly easy. Just burn those six words, and you can have everything!"

"My heart was pounding wildly, not in pain, but in an ultimate pleasure, as if sinking into it would grant me eternal bliss!"

Chen Wan'er gasped, her face tense. The most terrifying enemy is not a powerful destroyer, but a gentle dream that makes people linger and lose themselves.

"and then?"

Chen Shi lowered his head and said, "I had a dream. I dreamt of many strangers, and a couple called me Shi'er. They are most likely my biological parents."

"It's as if memories buried deep in my mind have come flooding back."

"But it doesn't feel like a memory, because Long Xiangxing rushed into my memories and tore my parents apart."

"What do you mean?" Xuexin asked, confused.

Chen Wan'er shook her head: "Continue."

Chen Shi frowned and said, "But the memories didn't disappear. My parents were pieced together again. They were like unkillable dream monsters, and instead drove away the intruders from the Dragon Elephant Clan."

"Immediately afterwards, I was taken to a very spacious Taoist temple. Countless long-haired Taoist priests wearing blue robes sat around me, as if they had set up some kind of formation. Even my parents changed into Taoist robes and began chanting strange scriptures."

"Then my feeling changed from pleasure to pain, as if two forces were fighting in my heart."

"Then, I saw a young Taoist priest dressed in white with white hair floating in the air. His eyebrows were very prominent, pointing downwards at the ends. His eyes had no pupils, were pure white, and he was barefoot. He was chanting scriptures while looking at me."

"The sounds they uttered turned into words, which shimmered and entered my body."

"What about the superior man not contending, the inferior man being fond of contending, the superior virtue being without virtue, the inferior virtue clinging to virtue, and those who cling to virtue are not called virtuous... The true and constant way is attained by those who are enlightened, and those who attain enlightenment are always pure and tranquil. That's all I remember."

Chen Wan'er nodded and said, "The Pure and Tranquil Sutra."

"Go on."

Chen Shi nodded: "Besides the chanting, there was also the voice of that Taoist priest himself."

"If one's desires rise, one's will is extinguished; if one sinks into depravity, one loses forever."

Only you can save yourself.

"Use humanity to fight bestiality, use willpower to fight madness."

"If one slips, there is no chance of survival."

Chen Shi finished speaking.

Chen Wan'er and Di Yun exchanged a glance, both with solemn expressions.

"It is the Ethereal Martial God."

"Who?" Chen Shi raised an eyebrow.

"The third member of the Human Race Congress is Piaomiao." Chen Wan'er said seriously, "He lives in a Taoist sect called Nichen, where he cultivates the ultimate purity and tranquility. He hasn't attended the Congress for many years and is an unfathomable hermit."

"Your parents found Piaomiao. Judging from the scene you described, back then, all the Taoist priests in the entire Taoist sect must have come to chant scriptures for you."

"And this scripture is stored in your consciousness in the form of a fleeting dream. When you encounter danger, the scripture will appear to protect you!"

Chen Shi frowned deeply: "A pipe dream?"

Chen Wan'er said calmly, "It's a divine-level internal skill, and its celestial phenomenon is a dream. It should be the internal skill practiced by your parents."

"Scientists at that level basically have to master this skill and rely on dreaming to break through the bottlenecks of their research projects."

"It seems your parents left you with many life-saving things, but you haven't realized it yet. I believe this dream is not the only one; there should be more, which will only be triggered by specific events."

Chen Shi's eyes became complicated.

"How could they know what specific event I would encounter?"

"You're kidding!" Di Yun scoffed from the side. "People of your parents' caliber have IQs that high you can't even imagine."

Chen Shi scoffed, "Then how did it lead to me becoming like this?"

Chen Wan'er shook her head and said, "A high IQ doesn't mean you can excel in everything else. Your mother is a rather easygoing person. At the time, the Primordial God's Blood was on the table next to her. Because she was too focused on the project in her hands, she didn't notice that you, being mischievous, climbed onto the table and drank the blood."

"Actually, this is normal. Some scientists will arrange their bottles and jars neatly, while others will just pile them up everywhere. If you move them around, you will get scolded."

Chen Shi's face stiffened.

"So this was actually an accident?"

"Based on the information we have now, yes," Chen Wan'er sighed.

"But there must be more to the story than meets the eye. Is Long Yichuan involved? Why did your parents die? How did Long Yichuan steal those research projects? How could he keep all of this from the Emperor?"

"The only person who knows the whole truth is probably the Human Emperor; you'll have to ask him yourself."

"Okay." Chen Shi nodded gently.

Chen Wan'er: "And then what happened? After the chanting helped you, what happened next?"

Chen Shi said with a focused mind, "The voice that wanted me to fall has finally revealed its true form. It is a viscous, huge black liquid, like blood. It opened its blood-red maw to try to devour me, but it evaporated after touching me."

"Because my whole body was burning hot, and my will to fight against him was rising."

"Once I give up the idea of ​​fighting him, I will be consumed by him."

"Finally, it realized it couldn't do anything to me, seemed to decide to come back another day, and then it ran away."

"I then fully woke up."

Chen Shi let out a long breath, a faint smile appearing on his face: "At that moment, I felt my body become very light, like a bird gliding freely in the clouds."

"But my strength has not decreased, but increased. I have become more powerful, and I feel very comfortable, both physically and mentally. To be precise, it is wonderful."

"I'm certain I've mastered the power the Ethereal Martial God spoke of, but only a small part of it. Only after I completely evaporate that black swamp will I be able to master the whole thing!"

The moment he finished speaking, he couldn't help but throw a punch at the air in front of him.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The layers upon layers of wind-breaking sounds made Di Yun nod silently.