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

"Wrong!"

"Vice President, I was wrong!"

A moment later, Long Ziji's voice pleading for mercy came from inside the private room.

Long Xinhan returned to his seat, while behind him, Long Ziji had a bruised and swollen face, tears glistening in his eyes.

His shiny head was covered in bumps. Long Ziji waved his right hand at his head, and the marks of the beating on his head and face slowly disappeared.

"Vice President, since you say that Su Yuan is better than me, then I'd like to see just how good he is."

It was clear that Long Ziji's tone carried a hint of resentment.

He's a super genius who's been training in the Hunyuan Holy Land for two years, I really don't believe that the seemingly thin guy from Zhanfeng University is so outstanding.

Without experiencing the trials of the Primordial Holy Land, he cannot be considered a true genius in his eyes.

Even Qin Liwu, who was standing next to Su Yuan, was nothing in Long Ziji's eyes.

"Just wait and see."

A confident smile appeared on Long Xinhan's lips.

My son has a fatal flaw: he is too arrogant. He looks down on people of the same age or younger than him and doesn't respect them at all.

But it was this arrogance that gradually shaped his unique personality, making him incredibly focused and fast-paced in his cultivation.

There's one more thing that Long Xinhan has to admit.

His son is more talented than him and has a very high probability of becoming a Martial Saint in the future, unlike him who is already at the peak of the ninth realm but has not yet become a Martial Saint.

After all, Long Ziji was admitted to Zhanfeng University in the first semester of his senior year of high school without taking the martial arts exam.

These geniuses who are admitted to martial arts universities through special admissions are, in some ways, more talented than those who take the martial arts entrance exam.

After entering Zhanfeng University, Long Ziji kept a low profile for several years, which made him feel restless.

Each time I entered the secret realm where the Chaos Beast resided, I didn't go through the school's entrance, but rather through the entrance to my home.

All of this was done to comply with confidentiality agreements.

Su Yuan initially possessed a certificate of guaranteed admission to Zhanfeng University, and further up, he had a certificate of exceptional admission to Zhanfeng University.

They can directly enter the Martial Arts University without taking a martial arts exam.

This is the power of a certificate of exceptional admission.

These students who were admitted to Zhanfeng University through special admissions must abide by the confidentiality agreement of the martial arts university.

One must not be too high-profile, but focus on cultivation until entering the Primordial Holy Land.

Therefore, these people are always ranked in the middle or upper-middle level in school.

Of course, whether or not Su Yuan participates in the martial arts exam is not very important. His overwhelming strength in the martial arts exam has already proven his great talent.

Long Xinhan had an exceptionally sharp eye; he determined that Su Yuan's talent and potential surpassed that of many geniuses who were admitted to martial arts universities through special admissions.

This is why Long Xinhan praised Su Yuan so highly.

In fact, regardless of Su Yuan's final ranking in the martial arts competition, Long Xinhan wanted to bring Su Yuan into the Beijing Provincial Martial Arts Association.

He was only a freshman in his first semester. This year's Wuhan University Competition was over, but there were still several more years of competitions waiting for him.

Time passed slowly, and eight o'clock arrived quickly.

In Su Yuan's line of sight, a familiar figure suddenly stood in the center of the battlefield.

Xiao Wufeng's expression was stern. After looking around, he spoke loudly.

"Welcome to my Italian Martial Arts University."

"Our Yiwu University upholds..."

......

"I now declare the 87th Wuhan University Competition officially open."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge light screen was projected into the air, displaying a list of more than 10,000 participants.

Su Yuan looked up and found his name among the densely packed names, and then Xiao Wufeng continued.

"The first round of drawing lots begins."

In a flash, more than ten thousand names scrolled by wildly, dazzling and overwhelming the viewer.

Ten seconds later, the match lists slowly appeared.

"Please make sure you know your opponent and their corresponding table number."

"The first round of battles will officially begin in five minutes, with a duration of ten minutes."

After Xiao Wufeng finished speaking, he rose into the air, looking down at the ground.

"rise!"

The earth trembled violently, and thousands of battle platforms emerged from the ground, each marked with a number from one to over six thousand.

Thousands of battle arenas are scattered across the playground, yet it doesn't feel crowded, which shows just how large the space is.

Su Yuan scanned the huge light screen in the air and quickly located his opponent.

[Zhanfeng University Su Yuan VS Wudu University Meng Yuan (888 Battle Platform)]

Then Su Yuan's gaze moved down, searching for the location of the 888 battle stage among the many battle stages.

At this moment, some people in the audience were also looking for Su Yuan's name.

"Look! Su Yuan's opponent is actually Meng Yuan from Wudu University!"

"Su Yuan's first opponent is already so formidable. Meng Yuan is at the peak of the fifth realm, and his strength is enough to rank among the top three among the third-year students of Wudu University."

"I don't think Meng Yuan is a match for Su Yuan. They're at the same level, so it's not necessarily a matter of who's afraid of whom."

"What? Su Yuan has also broken through to the peak of the fifth realm?"

"Dude, your information is too outdated. Su Yuan has already broken through to the peak of the fifth realm of martial arts."

......

Without a doubt, Su Yuan's battle became the focus of the first round of the martial arts competition.

Su Yuan gazed towards the direction of battle arena number 888 and stepped out of the Zhanfeng University lounge.

Following Su Yuan, many people found their own names, as well as their opponents and the battle arena.

Before long, all the students participating in the battle took to the opposing platform.

At this moment, there was less than a minute left before the battle officially began.

On the spectator stands, 70% of the people had their eyes fixed on battle platform number 888.

In addition, the powerful figures in 90% of the private rooms also focused their attention on Su Yuan.

In the lounge of Zhanfeng University, Zhao Taiqin smiled broadly, his eyes following the crowd as they stared at Su Yuan.

"After several trials in the secret realms where the Primal Chaos Beasts reside, your strength is now on a completely different level from these people."

"Su Yuan, let everyone see your true strength."

Zhao Taiqin was the only one among everyone present who knew a portion of Su Yuan's strength.

On the No. 888 battle stage, Meng Yuan stared solemnly at Su Yuan in front of him.

He stepped onto the battle stage before Su Yuan. After Su Yuan took the stage, an extremely unsettling aura enveloped the entire battle stage.

At the same time, nearly three thousand figures around sensed this aura and turned to look in this direction.

With fifteen seconds left in the official battle, Xiao Wufeng, who was in the air, clenched his fists slightly.

The next moment, a transparent protective shield rose around all the battle arenas, blocking the aura released by the people around them.

Immediately, Xiao Wufeng slowly landed and stood in the center of the playground, speaking softly.

"Wuhan University's first round of competition..."

"Let's begin!"

Suddenly, countless streams of energy burst forth, displaying dazzling colors.

The sound of weapons colliding with flesh resounded loudly.

Even through the protective shield, one can feel the power of the battle.

On Su Yuan and Meng Yuan's side.

"Senior Meng, I'm sorry."

Su Yuan then offered an apology.

Meng Yuan felt his brain suddenly shut down, and before he could even reveal his cultivation level, his head lolled to the side and he fainted.

At the same time, the protective shield of battle platform No. 888 shattered and dissipated into countless fragments.

Click, click.

Countless people around them froze, their movements abruptly halting, as the protective shields enveloping them shattered one after another.