High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Time slipped away slowly during the tedious game.

The first-year individual competition has ended, the second-year individual competition has begun...

But for Chen Yuan, it makes no difference.

The battle on stage remained fierce, and the contestants continued to give their all, but in his eyes, it was still just a bunch of chickens pecking at each other.

The only difference was that, because of his presence, all the trainees who went on stage put in extra effort.

Everyone wanted to prove themselves in front of the only Martial Saint on Earth.

What if Chief Chen takes a liking to me?

What if I could become Master Chen's disciple? Even just a few words of guidance would be great!

Unfortunately, Chen Yuan remained expressionless.

In his eyes, these so-called geniuses were no different from ordinary people.

He leaned back in his chair.

I stared at the match schedule on the big screen, feeling utterly bored.

suddenly.

A name jumped out at me.

[Second-Year Group: Lin Mengyao from Luoyang Wuhan University VS Zhao Jingming from Shanghai Wuhan University]

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly; it was finally this girl's turn.

He sat up straight and his gaze fell on the ring.

......

On the arena.

Lin Mengyao stood quietly, dressed in a light blue martial arts uniform, her long hair tied in a high ponytail, holding a long sword.

Opposite him was a tall boy, holding a long sword, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

Zhao Jingming, Wuhan University, Shanghai.

Ranked third in second grade, showing considerable strength.

"Lin Mengyao, I heard you were personally instructed by Director Chen for half a month?"

Zhao Jingming grinned.

"I'd like to see just how capable Director Chen's students really are!"

Lin Mengyao did not reply.

She took a deep breath, her gaze passing over Zhao Jingming and landing on the familiar figure on the podium.

Teacher Chen was watching her.

This is enough.

"start!"

The referee gave the whistle.

Zhao Jingming made his move instantly!

The long sword transformed into a cold light, slashing straight at Lin Mengyao's face. This strike was both swift and ruthless!

Many audience members gasped in surprise.

However, Lin Mengyao only turned slightly to the side, and the blade grazed the hem of her clothes without even touching a single hair.

"What?!"

Zhao Jingming's pupils contracted.

His strike was clearly aimed at a vital point, so how did it get dodged?

Moreover, the opponent dodged so easily and casually, as if he already knew where he would strike!

"Again!"

He gritted his teeth and drew his longsword again!

One cut, two cuts, three cuts!

The flashing blades stretched endlessly like a tide!

But Lin Mengyao's movements were like a fish swimming in water, moving freely amidst the flashing blades.

The audience below the stage was stunned.

"What... what kind of movement technique is this?!"

"That's so elegant!!"

"Zhao Jingming couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes!"

on the rostrum.

Chen Yuan's lips curled up slightly; this girl had learned quite well.

He didn't teach her techniques, but rather the "intention".

The sword moves at will, the body moves at will.

Let the body become an extension of consciousness, and let actions become instinctive reactions.

She clearly succeeded.

On the arena.

Zhao Jingming grew increasingly anxious and panicked as he fought.

He tried his best, but he couldn't even touch the hem of the other person's clothes!

How can we fight like this?!

"All you do is hide!"

He roared.

Lin Mengyao stopped and glanced at him.

"it is good."

next moment.

She drew her sword.

One sword strike! A simple, straightforward sword strike!

There were no fancy tricks or unnecessary movements.

But this sword strike was as fast as lightning!

Before Zhao Jingming could even react, he felt a chill on his neck.

A long sword was already pressed against his throat, the tip of the sword only one millimeter away from his skin.

Zhao Jingming froze, and the entire room froze.

One move?

Just one move?!

Instant kill?!

Lin Mengyao sheathed her sword and nodded slightly to Zhao Jingming.

"Thank you for your concession."

Then he turned and walked off the stage.

The entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers!

"Lin Mengyao! Lin Mengyao! Lin Mengyao!"

Countless people stood up and applauded wildly!

too strong!

Really too strong!

They're both second graders, both geniuses, so how can there be such a huge difference?!

on the rostrum.

Fang Wenshan was so excited that his face turned red.

"Director Chen! Did you see that?! Mengyao won! In one move! Just one move!"

Lin Zuyao nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"It's all thanks to Chief Chen's excellent guidance!"

Chen Yuan leaned back in his chair, a faint smile on his lips.

Although the battle was still boring, this girl certainly didn't embarrass him.

He raised his hand and clapped lightly.

*Slap.* *Slap.* *Slap.*

The applause was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at the figure clapping on the podium.

Chief Chen applauded!

He personally applauded Lin Mengyao!

Standing below the stage, Lin Mengyao felt an indescribable joy welling up inside her.

Teacher Chen is satisfied!

......

The competition continued for the next few days.

First grade, second grade, third grade, fourth grade.

Individual competition, knockout stage, semi-finals, finals.

Chen Yuan remained seated on the platform, watching battle after battle with an expressionless face.

He watched every single one of Lin Mengyao's matches carefully, and Lin Mengyao did not disappoint him.

They overcame all obstacles and advanced with unstoppable momentum.

In the finals, they crushed their opponents with an absolute advantage and won the second-year championship!

The entire stadium erupted in cheers the moment the referee announced the result!

"Lin Mengyao! Champion!"

"Luoyang Martial Arts University! Champion!"

Lin Mengyao stood on the ring and looked up at the podium, her eyes filled with excitement.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, a smile playing on her lips.

......

Two more days passed.

Team competition.

Led by Lin Mengyao, the second-year team of Luodu Martial Arts University made great strides forward.

In the semifinals, they defeated Beijing Wuhan University.

In the finals, they will face Wuhan University from Shanghai.

This battle was much more intense than the individual competition, since it was one-on-one, but now it's ten against ten.

But Lin Mengyao's performance was still outstanding.

She is not only the captain, but also the core member.

In every battle, she was at the forefront, commanding with composure and knowing when to advance and retreat.

The teammates cooperated perfectly, and managed to defeat the equally strong Shanghai Wuhan University team, forcing them into a series of defeats.

finally.

Luoyang Wuda won the team championship with a score of 7 to 3!

"We won! We won again!"

"Double Crown Winner! Lin Mengyao is a double crown winner!"

The crowd erupted in cheers once again!

Lin Mengyao stood among her teammates, her face full of smiles.

She looked up at the podium again.

Chen Yuan was still looking at her.

......

All matches have ended.

The closing ceremony began on the afternoon of the last day.

The host walked onto the stage with a passionate voice:

"After seven days of fierce competition, the 72nd Great Xia Kingdom Martial Arts Academy League has come to a successful conclusion!"

"Next, please welcome the chief referee of this league, Mr. Chen Yuan, to present the awards to the winning players!"

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause once again.

Chen Yuan stood up and walked onto the stage.

Behind them, Chen Tianling and others carried trays containing the rewards for this league.

There are spirit crystals, elixirs, cultivation techniques, and weapons.

Each one is a high-quality item specially supplied by the Dragon Warrior Division.

Chen Yuan picked up the first medal and looked at the champion in front of him.

He was a third-grade boy, and he was trembling with excitement.

"Master Chen...Master Chen..."

He stammered.

Chen Yuan nodded, hung the medal around his neck, and handed him a spatial ring containing cultivation resources.

"Good job, keep it up."

The boy's eyes were filled with admiring joy: "Thank you so much, Director Chen! Thank you so much, Director Chen!"

He was ecstatic.

Director Chen praised him! Director Chen personally presented him with the award!

This scene was witnessed by countless people, making the contestants behind even more excited.

One by one, they walked up to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan presented them with awards one by one, and casually said a few words of encouragement.

"good."

Keep it up!

"The future is promising."

Every contestant who received encouragement was so excited they almost fainted, while those who didn't receive individual encouragement looked on with envy.

at last.

It's the second-grade group's turn.

Lin Mengyao stepped forward and stood in front of Chen Yuan.

She looked up at the young man who was only a year or two older than her, her eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.

Chen Yuan picked up the medal and hung it around her neck. After handing her the spatial ring, he said something unusually extra.

"You did a great job and didn't embarrass me."

Lin Mengyao blushed and quickly lowered her head, saying, "Thank you, Teacher Chen!"

Chen Yuan nodded, turned around, and continued presenting the awards.

But everyone had already witnessed this scene.

You did a great job and didn't embarrass me.

What does Chief Chen mean by that?

Could Lin Mengyao really be Master Chen's disciple?!

The audience below the stage was abuzz with discussion.

Especially those few outstanding female prodigies who were equally beautiful and talented, were filled with envy and resentment at this moment.

Why should I?!

Why does Director Chen only praise her?!

We're just as good as them!

We have better figures than her, and our talents are no less than hers, so why doesn't Director Chen give us a second glance?!

Unfortunately, they could only think about it in their hearts.

No one dared to say it.

......

The awards ceremony has ended.

Chen Yuan returned to the podium, preparing to announce the closing ceremony.

suddenly.

A long-lost mechanical voice echoed in my mind!

[Ding! Detected that the host has been present throughout the 72nd Martial Arts Tournament, successfully fulfilling the duties of the head referee, triggering the hidden achievement: Presiding Over the Grand Event!]

[Bonus Reward: 1 Top-Tier Spirit Vein]

[Note: This is a top-grade spiritual vein, containing a massive amount of pure spiritual energy, which can be buried underground to continuously nourish the land.]

After being buried, the spiritual energy concentration within a hundred miles increases three to five times, doubling the cultivation speed. The spiritual vein can be placed or retracted at the host's will, and will never run dry.

["Does the host wish to claim it immediately?"]

Chen Yuan's eyes lit up.

coming!

They've arrived!

He was overjoyed inside, but remained outwardly calm.

"receive!"

A thought crossed my mind.

An invisible phantom of a spiritual vein instantly appeared in the infinite storage space.

It was a crystal-clear "river," formed entirely from the purest spiritual energy, flowing quietly within the infinite storage space.

Chen Yuan could sense that the amount of spiritual energy contained within was terrifying!

"A top-grade spiritual vein..."

He was secretly thrilled.

The spiritual vein buried beneath Longyuan Mountain is only of the high grade, yet it already makes the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire mountain three times higher than that of the outside world.

The one he has now is top-quality!

After it is buried, the concentration of spiritual energy within a radius of 100 miles increases by four to six times!

With the Spirit Gathering Pearl at my waist, how much will my cultivation speed increase?

Although he doesn't need it now.

But it will definitely be very useful after a breakthrough in the future!

Chen Yuan took a deep breath to suppress his excitement. Now was not the time for research; he would discuss it when they returned.

He looked down at the audience.

The crowds were still huge, and the applause was thunderous.

A thought suddenly popped into my head: Where should this top-grade spiritual vein be buried?

Longyuan Mountain?

Or... should we look elsewhere?

Chen Yuan thought about it and put the idea aside for the time being.

Not urgent.

I'll go back and think about it slowly.