High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

In front of the scoreboard.

Chen Shi seemed to have lost control, or perhaps he forgot to turn off the blood-burning technique. He roared like a wild beast, venting his emotions with a furious roar!

He scanned the people his age around him with his bloodshot eyes!

"We won!"

"I won!"

"Take all 18 floors!"

"Who else!"

"Who else?!"

He was surrounded by deafening cheers and praises, while some of his peers who had just come up the mountain to watch were filled with admiration.

Holding a pink camera, Zhang Xuexin captured the scene of the sun shining on the golden mountain. Then, with a hint of worry, she ran forward and embraced Chen Shi tightly.

She heard Chen Shi's trembling heartbeat and labored breathing, and sensed his exhaustion. She quickly patted the boy's back and whispered gently in her ear, "Senior brother, it's over. You won. You are my hero. You are the strongest second-year junior high student of this generation of humans!"

"But you need to rest now. Stop burning your blood. Rest well and calm down!"

Zhang Xuexin rubbed her curly white hair against Chen Shi's cheek, which gradually calmed his burning heart.

The fierce light in Chen Shi's eyes gradually faded, replaced by exhaustion. Then, an extremely intense feeling of weakness rushed to the top of his head!

His body went limp, his mind went blank, and he fainted on the spot.

Chen Wan'er and Di Yun came down and invited a highly skilled physician to treat Chen Shi and replenish his nutrition.

"Brother Yun, your adopted son is a bit scary," exclaimed Nie Jun, a field medic.

Di Yun said gratefully, "Little Nie, thank you for your trouble."

"It's no trouble at all. What's so troublesome about treating a mere martial arts master?" Nie Jun shook his head, looking at Chen Shi with admiration.

Finally, Chen Shi was carried onto a plane and taken directly back to Linshan City. Nie Jun followed closely along the way, paying close attention to Chen Shi's condition and providing one-on-one treatment. He also inquired about the current situation of Di Yun and Miss Chen, and chatted about everyday matters.

Good news: Chen Wan'er has been accepted by the head of the Di family. However, Nie Jun said with concern, "Brother Yun, your father's situation doesn't seem to be very good right now. Everyone knows that he handed over Blood Flow Eternal Life."

"Other prominent families began to treat him coldly."

"Your child is so popular, he's easily targeted."

Chen Wan'er crossed her legs and said calmly, "That's normal. If a family doesn't pass down its traditions, can it still be called a noble family?"

"But that's precisely why the Di family and Chen Shicai are absolutely safe."

"Hmm?" Nie Jun raised an eyebrow and said, "What insightful opinion does Miss Chen have?"

"Reducing the power of the feudal lords was the old man's will," Chen Wan'er said calmly. "The Northern Continent Lord was the first person to follow his will and get things done."

"If something happens to Chen Shi..."

"Where do you think you're putting your face?"

"To take action against Chen Shi now is to slap the old man in the face and court death!"

Nie Jun was alarmed and said, "So you're not completely uninvolved, but rather standing right next to that person!"

"This is a sure thing!"

Then, Nie Jun suddenly leaned down and whispered, "I'll tell you some rumors, but they're just hearsay."

Chen Wan'er sat upright.

Nie Jun took a deep breath and said, "Some time ago, a member of Congress committed a serious crime, but he seemed to have something on the old man's hands, so in the end he got away scot-free."

Nie Jun suddenly held up two fingers and said, "Everyone's saying it's the second son."

Di Yun's expression changed slightly.

The second-in-command of the human race, the Supreme Martial God, whose position is the Lord of Zhongzhou and the head of the first family, the Long family.

Long Yi, the one among the seven brothers who was closest to the Human Emperor, was a sworn brother and confidant. The current Supreme Martial God is Long Yi's only son, whose real name is Long Yichuan. He is over 310 years old and is one of the oldest figures at present.

Long Yi, the father, was too badly injured during the Thousand Battles Era and died shortly after the founding of the country. Long Yichuan was his only son, born in the two years before and after the founding of the country. Now, his strength is unfathomable, like an abyss.

and so.

Di Yun's eyes flickered with uncertainty as he asked, "What do you mean? The Supreme Elder holds leverage over the old man that could ruin his reputation?!"

"I don't know," Nie Jun said softly. "It's all just rumors."

"Heh." Chen Wan'er, standing to the side, looked disdainful. She was a die-hard fan of the old man and absolutely did not believe that Long Yichuan had any so-called dirt on the Emperor.

She guessed that it must have been the hundreds of children who were enslaved and had their blood drawn, as well as a few geniuses who benefited from it.

The Supreme Martial God and the Red-Clothed One follow the same path: brainwashing.

Some clueless kids, upon seeing the Supreme Martial God, naturally thought he was the heavens, the earth, and the master of everything; they believed everything he said was the truth and worshipped him wholeheartedly.

Then the Supreme Martial God used the lives of those children to threaten the Human Emperor. That's all there is to it. Not to mention now, even back then, Chen Wan'er already understood the Supreme Martial God's will. Who in the world didn't know that he was obsessed with the Human Emperor's throne?

He's just a clown jumping around!

Chen Wan'er didn't say these words, but instead used her eyes to tell Di Yun not to believe too much!

Facts speak louder than words. If the old man were truly some heinous villain, how could there have been 300 years of peace and prosperity!

……

The plane flew back to Di Yun's villa.

Chen Shi and Zhang Xuexin both fell asleep and slept soundly.

Chen Wan'er had been keeping an eye on things happening online. Chen Shi had won the title of "Peak God-level" but the buzz surrounding the event didn't even last three hours; it was only being talked about in the small city of Linshan.

There is no doubt that someone is deliberately suppressing it.

Thinking about it carefully, things may seem calm outside the window now, but in reality, a storm is brewing, and Chen Shi is probably a thorn in the side of the enemy.

If he becomes too dazzling, it will be a fatal blow to aristocratic families, academic cliques, and all those who pursue the monopoly of power.

Those who monopolize power always subtly promote metaphysics, such as claiming that certain powers can only be possessed by those with their bloodline or those they approve of.

No one else can perform at their best.

Chen Shi is proving that good things can only be fully utilized when given to the right people. If you hoard them, you are weakening the human race!

People nowadays aren't stupid; they've all received a good education, and they understand this very well!

That's why Chen Shi's popularity was suppressed!

But no one dared to stand up and deal with Chen Shi with real guns, which shows that no one dared to cross the old man's line, not even the Supreme Martial God!

So there's no need to worry for now!

……

The next day, Chen Shi woke up from his sleep.

Di Yun patted his head and asked him how he felt.

Chen Shi lay down on the bed, let out a long sigh, and said, "So tired."

Just then, Zhang Xuexin came over and fed him a bowl of soup. Chen Shi stretched his neck and drank the sweet soup, then immediately smiled and said, "I'm not tired anymore."

Di Yun: "..."

"Come out when you're not tired anymore, don't just sit around, keep training!"