High Martial Arts: Destroying All Realms with the Heart of a Martial God

A commotion erupted instantly, and countless eyes turned to Su Yuan.

Who would have thought that Su Yuan, who had only been enrolled for a little over a month, would come to Yiwu University with the main group to participate in the martial arts competition?

This truly surprised the onlookers.

The other students got off the bus one by one, and people around them kept calling out their names.

"Jiang Xiangdi, Hu Yi... Xu Xiangling, Li Wenmiao, Qin Liwu."

"With this lineup, Zhanfeng University seems determined to take first place in the Wuhan University competition."

"Yes, especially Qin Liwu is the most outstanding. He has entered the No. 20 Secret Realm five times and has broken through to the high level of the sixth realm."

"Although Xu Xiangling and Li Wenmiao are slightly inferior, they are still incredibly strong."

Some people familiar with Zhanfeng University students and who collect information about them keep exclaiming in amazement.

After separating from Su Yuan and Qin Xuexin, Qin Liwu entered the Twentieth Secret Realm again.

Incidentally, he also broke through to become a high-level sixth-realm martial artist in the No. 20 Secret Realm.

If things continue like this, there is a very small chance that he will be able to break through to the initial stage of the seventh realm of martial arts before graduation.

However, breaking through to the seventh realm is not so easy.

Even if one's Qi and Blood value reaches the standard of a seventh-level initial martial artist, without comprehending the power of confinement, one cannot be considered a true seventh-level martial artist.

Without the power of restraint, he is at most slightly stronger than a peak sixth-realm martial artist.

Qin Xuexin's older brother, Qin Lixiu, became a seventh-level initial-stage martial artist six months after graduation.

When Qin Lixiu graduated, he was only one step away from becoming a seventh-level initial-stage martial artist.

Even so, it took him half a year to break through the barrier of comprehending the power of confinement.

It remains to be seen how long Qin Liwu will be stuck here.

Most importantly, Qin Lixiu's ability to fight across ranks is one or two levels stronger than Qin Liwu's, which is something Qin Liwu cannot match.

All things considered, Qin Lixiu's talent is somewhat stronger than Qin Liwu's.

All 37 people disembarked, and the bus shrunk back to the size of a palm before being taken back by Zhao Taiqin.

Su Yuan stared at the open gate of Yiwu University and found that the furnishings of the two schools were similar to those of Zhanfeng University, both giving people a magnificent and grand feeling.

At the gate of Yiwu University, a middle-aged man with narrowed eyes stared intently at Zhao Taiqin. Then, in a flash, he appeared in front of Su Yuan and the others.

"Welcome to all students of Zhanfeng University, and to Department Head Zhao."

Fang Youmin smiled as he looked at the students of Zhanfeng University.

Su Yuan and the others bowed slightly, and Zhao Taiqin responded with a smile, "It turns out that Section Chief Fang has come to greet us."

"It's getting late, let's hurry up and go inside."

"Good, I didn't expect Section Chief Zhao to be so impatient."

Fang Youmin's smile widened, and then he turned around and led Su Yuan and the others into Yiwu University.

Su Yuan observed the two of them, and in just a few words, he felt that their words were full of sharp antagonism.

"Department Head Zhao and Department Head Fang are the same age and have served at their respective schools for roughly the same amount of time."

"Over time, we inevitably run into each other, and eventually, this is how it turned out."

Qin Liwu walked to Su Yuan's side and explained to him.

Su Yuan looked enlightened upon hearing this.

Leading Su Yuan and the others through the campus of Yiwu University, they attracted the stares of countless students wherever they went.

The rivalry between Zhanfeng University and Yiwu University for the title of the top martial arts university in Beijing Province has been going on for quite some time.

Now that students from Zhanfeng University are entering Yiwu University, they are naturally receiving special attention.

After following Fang Youmin for a few minutes, Su Yuan and the others stood outside a playground that resembled a gladiator arena.

The playground was enormous, and the stands were already packed with spectators, a dark mass that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Of course, this is true for ordinary people; Su Yuan and the others could see it clearly.

"This is a ninth-tier, low-level magic weapon, a massive space formed by the gladiatorial space."

"They bring them out for every major sporting event; our school has them too."

Qin Liwu continued to explain to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan nodded: "I see."

Below the stands, numerous open-air lounges stand, each marked with a light screen displaying the name of a particular university.

"I'll take you to the lounge. The Wuhan University Showdown will officially begin at eight o'clock."

Fang Youmin walked to a special passage on one side and led Su Yuan and the others inside.

Stepping out of the passage, Su Yuan and the others found themselves in a spacious open-air lounge.

Ahead lay an extremely vast field, clearly the battlefield for the Wuhan University Showdown.

"I'll leave you here."

"Students of Zhanfeng University, keep up the good work!"

Fang Youmin glanced at Su Yuan and the others, then turned and left.

A figure appeared in the Zhanfeng University lounge, and in an instant, nine out of ten eyes in the stands turned to look this way.

"The people from Zhanfeng University have arrived. It seems my guess was right; it really is this group of students participating in the war."

"Wait, there's a familiar face behind me...it's...Su Yuan!"

"What? You mean Su Yuan, who came in first place in the national martial arts exam three months ago? He's also participating in the Martial Arts University Competition!"

In an instant, Su Yuan once again drew everyone's attention.

For no other reason than his identity was so eye-catching that it was hard not to attract attention.

Su Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but he felt utterly helpless inside. Why was it always like this?

The audience's fervent gazes were something they had experienced more than three months ago.

Meanwhile, the high-ranking members of various factions, located in their respective private rooms, could clearly see the movements of Su Yuan and his group.

In one of the extremely simple rooms, a bald, burly man stared intently at Su Yuan.

"interesting."

"Should Zhanfeng University make its purpose more deliberate? But if you want to gain the president's favor, you have to get past me first."

"Su Yuan, show me your full power."

"I'd like to see how much you've improved after the martial arts exam!"

Inside the room, a terrifying wave of oppression swept out, causing the entire private room to tremble slightly.

Long Xinhan, Vice President of the Beijing Martial Arts Association, is a peak Ninth Realm martial artist.

Although he is a peak ninth-realm martial artist, he has not yet obtained the title of Martial Saint.

Because Long Xinhan's power of law is still a hair's breadth away from reaching perfection.

Once the power of the laws is perfected, a new Martial Saint will be born in the Xia Kingdom.

"Dad... I'm still here."

"Could you please put away your intimidating aura?"

Behind Long Xinhan, a very young figure with a shaved head spoke with a stiff expression.

Instantly, Long Xinhan's imposing aura dissipated, and without turning his head, he coldly asked, "What did you call me?"

"Ahem, Vice President."

"I'm still here."

Then, Long Xinhan's tone softened slightly.

"Pay attention to that guy named Su Yuan. He will soon be a great help to you in the Hunyuan Holy Land."

"Oh?"

The bald young man, Long Ziji, looked interested and stared at Su Yuan.

"During the two years you were away from Xia, the most outstanding student you had was that person."

Staring at Su Yuan, Long Xinhan spared no praise for him.

Upon hearing this, Long Ziji's interest grew even stronger: "Old...Vice President, how does Su Yuan compare to me?"

"You're nothing, you're not even worth a hair on Su Yuan's head."

Long Xinhan's ruthless voice entered Long Ziji's mind.

"Heh, you're nothing compared to the president."

Long Ziji snorted and retaliated without hesitation.

"What did you say?!"

Long Xinhan raised his voice.

Soon after, countless screams echoed from inside the private room.