High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

Chen Shi was not unarmed.

He brought it.

It carried the bones of his beloved. Embedded in his flesh and blood, it only appeared when he was on his deathbed.

The people of Jiangzhou laughed.

The people of Nanzhou, however, were filled with despair.

There was no problem with the damage from Kaiyang's shot.

The parts of the silver bone that weren't protected were all rotten.

But that's actually a bigger problem.

Why was the area protected by the silver bone completely unharmed?

Zhang Xuexin's bones shouldn't be stronger than Hei Wuyi's, so why was she able to withstand this shot that even Hei Wuyi couldn't block?

Unfortunately, Zhang Xuexin will never answer this question; all the answers will only emerge on paper at a time when it is time to submit them.

On the battlefield.

Chen Shi looked down at his body and thought to himself that he had used his Yuanba technique terribly. He hadn't adjusted his protective aura properly and was only focused on Xue Xin's reminder.

Raise your arms when it matters, and my bones will protect you.

This was a significant mistake, and more practice is needed.

just now.

He stood up, his breathing even and heavy. With each rise and fall of his chest, a bit of the damaged flesh on his body would be restored.

The high-speed camera shone on the boy's face; his expression was the same as when the war had just begun, like an ancient hunter, silently hunting.

Chen Shi's supporters were finally relieved.

They knew the battle was over.

At this moment, Sun Yunling was drooling involuntarily, and she had become completely dazed. This was an overclocking reaction from the excessive use of her telekinetic power, and she had completely lost her ability to fight.

Chen Shi walked towards him step by step.

From Sun Yunling's perspective, Chen Shi's enormous body blocked out the sun in the sky, and he lay on the ground like a defeated dog, covered by his shadow.

At this time.

Chen Shi's injuries had almost completely healed. He raised his right hand, and a cold, black steel blade materialized.

The hearts of the audience in Nanzhou jumped into their throats.

"What does he want to do?"

"No, is he serious!?"

"Holy crap, is he really going to kill someone?!"

Without any hesitation, Chen Shi conjured a long sword and plunged it into Sun Yunling's heart!

The movements were executed flawlessly, with extremely steady hands!

In the sky, the referee frowned slightly.

Everyone looked at Sun Fengxian, who had a sullen face but was not furious.

This is not normal. How could someone sit down after their son died?

This only shows that he has a backup plan!

Below!

"puff!"

Black Martial's steel blade pierced through Sun Yunling's heart!

The entire stadium fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

It was as if the world had turned black and white, and everyone's face was splattered with blood gushing from Sun Yunling's carotid artery.

People's scalps tingled, their bodies trembled, and their faces were filled with terror. That was the son of Nanzhou, the eldest son of the Sun family, one of the six great families, and the future ruler of Nanzhou.

He... is he really going to die here?!

Sun Yunling's face visibly turned pale, her mouth was slightly open, and she made a hoarse sound from her throat, like an old woman who was about to die.

Can be sudden.

A strange smile appeared on his face, like that of a demon, and his condition seemed to improve instantly.

"Goodbye, Chen Shi... I told you, you won't see tomorrow's sun."

Chen Shi's expression changed slightly.

next second!

A strange force suddenly lifted Sun Yunling up!

A powerful energy storm swept Chen Shi away. He lost his balance and rolled several times on the ground, his still-healing wounds tearing open instantly, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

What is that?!

A mere gust of wind and waves left Chen Shizhen covered in wounds!

Everyone looked up abruptly.

Sun Yunling floated into the air, her eyes gleaming with divine light, and behind her, a phantom gradually solidified!

The powerful figures present could tell at a glance that it was a Martial Soul!

She was a woman with disheveled hair and a fierce look in her eyes, like a vengeful ghost who hated the world.

A hoarse, shrill roar erupted from her mouth, its sound like a ghostly wail that vibrated in everyone's ears!

The referee in the sky had an unpredictable expression.

Is that a foul?

The rules don't seem to say that you can't bring a Martial Soul Guardian!

Oops!

This is such a huge flaw!

Even a wisp of Wei Fanhua's power would be enough to annihilate Chen Shi!

But this wasn't a foul!

The referee took a deep breath and clenched his fist slightly.

In the sky, Sun Fengxian suddenly stood up and roared, "He didn't foul! Don't move!"

But the referee didn't care about what this person said at all; who did Sun Fengxian think he was?

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, his heart connecting with the Dao.

His voice reached Piaomiao's ears as he practiced his skills on the mountaintop.

"Sect Master, something has happened."

Piaomiao continued to sway her body and fists slowly and gracefully, her movements as fluid as water.

"This is a life-or-death struggle."

"Everything should be done according to the rules."

This was his response.

The referee sighed and remained silent.

On the battlefield.

All the spectators in the arena were terrified, leaning back, some even wanting to flee, because the martial spirit power of the Lord of the Eastern Continent could not even be suppressed by the isolation barrier, making the surrounding spectators feel a chill down their spines, as if the scythe of death was hanging over their heads!

Chen Shi's supporters rose up in anger.

Xu Yan's eyes flickered with uncertainty.

Jiang Cheng's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "This actually works?!?"

"Damn it, you cheater!"

"Holy crap, I'm calling my master!"

Zhang Xuexin stood up tremblingly, murmuring, "No, this can't be, no..."

But no one responded to her fear!

Wei Fanhua's finger suddenly pointed at the disheveled Chen Shi on the ground.

Something amazing happened.

Chen Shi was not overwhelmed by that terrifying aura.

He knew he had nowhere to retreat, but he still stood up, his eyes still showing no fear, because he was someone who was prepared to face the consequences.

Faced with the power of a state lord, he bravely raised his long staff.

The tiny boy stood before a real storm of death.

But he couldn't hold back in the end, and a hint of resentment appeared in his eyes!

However, the Martial Soul only has an automatic operating system, no emotions, and is even less likely to be affected by Chen Shi's expression. With a wave of its hand, it unleashed a black aurora.

"puff!"

A black light pierced the sky and pierced through the world!

Blood gushed from his chest, and his eyes instantly became vacant.

His body lost its balance, swayed slightly, and finally slowly fell backward.

In the sky, Sun Yunling's mouth stretched into a wide grin, like an excited madman, laughing wildly without restraint!

"You lost! You're dead!! Hahahahahahahaha!"

Chen Shi could no longer speak; his vision gradually blurred, and his breathing stopped!

This disgusting reversal has angered all the people of Jiangzhou and Beizhou.

It was clearly a battle between Chen Shi and Sun Yunling, so why were they able to draw out the martial spirit of the Eastern Continent Lord to protect their bodies?

What is this?

Is this meaningful?

What does this prove?!

How could such a brave young man die because of such a despicable act?

Sudden.

"Boom!"

A loud bang drew people's attention.

A middle-aged man with a fierce face was seen frantically smashing the isolation barrier!

"Chen Shi!"

"Chen Shi!!"

Di Yun roared, his eyes flashing with golden dragon light!

The Taoist referee stepped down and stood before him, raising his hand and saying, "Step back!"

Di Yun stared intently at him, then suddenly lunged forward, shouting, "Get out of the way!"

But the next second, he was shoved down by the referee and pinned to the ground in a sorry state.

The man struggled to lift his head, and the aged strength within him surged forth with difficulty.

The Taoist referee's hand trembled slightly as he held his, because he was not someone who couldn't distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, and could fully understand the father's emotions at that moment.

But he couldn't let him in, because that was the rule.

The man pinned to the ground was still calling out Chen Shi's name, struggling desperately.

Chen Wan'er, sitting in her seat, seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant. The light in her eyes vanished, and she slumped into her seat.

Xuexin's eyes were unfocused, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.