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

Upon seeing this figure, Xiao Wufeng forced himself to keep his words to himself.

He then looked up in surprise, glancing at Li Caiqing's private room to his upper left.

"Since the Sword Saint has stepped in, let him handle it."

"Anyway, this martial arts competition is also for the Beijing Provincial Martial Arts Association to select talents."

Li Caiqing's voice entered Xiao Wufeng's mind, and then he walked aside and became invisible.

In the stands, many people rubbed their eyes as they made out the figure.

"Wow, the president of the Beijing Provincial Martial Arts Association, the Sword Saint, is personally at the martial arts competition at the university!"

"Su Yuan's extraordinary abilities have even attracted the Sword Saint himself. I feel that the position the Sword Saint promised Su Yuan is quite high."

"Yes, this has never happened before. Usually, the position is appointed by the vice president."

"Martial Saints are usually hard to come by, but today we have the honor of seeing a Sword Saint in person."

......

The frenzy in the spectator stands seemed less intense than the commotion caused by Su Yuan's decisive victory in the Wuhan University competition.

The passion they felt was different from Su Yuan's.

Looking at the Sword Saint is an expression of worship and admiration.

They looked at Su Yuan with fervor and longing, as if gazing at a rising star.

They had heard of many martial arts masters at the Martial Saint level in Beijing Province, but geniuses as prodigious as Su Yuan were extremely rare.

There hasn't been one like this in nearly a century.

With just one battle, Su Yuan created a scene that everyone around him would remember for a lifetime.

One person defeats ten thousand; what a magnificent sight that is!

Seeing Su Yuan's effortless expression and his overwhelming demeanor, everyone was truly impressed.

Zhanfeng University lounge.

"The Sword Saint himself has actually come."

"It seems that Su Yuan's position in the Beijing Provincial Martial Arts Association will not be low in the future."

Zhao Taiqin gazed at the figure of the Sword Saint in the distance, a look of anticipation on his lips.

In the center of the playground.

"Su Yuan".

Gu Lingkong stared at Su Yuan in front of him, making no attempt to hide the way he was scrutinizing him.

Upon hearing this, the surroundings instantly fell silent, awaiting the Sword Saint's next words.

"Greetings, Sword Saint."

After bowing slightly, Su Yuan silently observed the Sword Saint.

Sword Saint Gu Lingkong was dressed in white, his figure as upright as a pine tree, his face handsome, and his calm eyes seemed to contain a thousand sword energies.

A gentle breeze in the center of the playground rustled the white shirts.

Su Yuan glanced at the Sword Saint's gaze, his eyes stinging with pain, and quickly looked away.

What a sharp gaze!

Su Yuan was surprised and thought to himself.

Unlike the Star Saint and the Gun Saint, the Sword Saint never hides his sharpness.

Su Yuan vaguely sensed that ever since the arrival of the Sword Saint, the entire training ground had been permeated with a powerful, intangible will.

I can't quite describe the feeling; it seemed to be the powerful force flowing unconsciously from the Sword Saint.

"good."

"You are the most outstanding student in the history of Wuhan University's competition."

Even I can't help but want to observe you up close.

After Gu Lingkong finished speaking, he drew gasps of surprise from the surrounding spectators.

"Heavens! The Sword Saint himself has personally acknowledged that Su Yuan's talent is the highest in the history of the Martial Arts University competition."

"Su Yuan is terrifyingly powerful; he will surely ascend to the position of Martial Saint in the future."

"For a Martial Saint-level expert to say such a thing in public, it shows how outstanding Su Yuan is. Even the Sword Saint himself couldn't help but praise him."

......

With just a few words, the Sword Saint elevated Su Yuan's prominence even further.

"I've never seen the president appreciate such a young man so much."

Long Xinhan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing longingly at the scene below. His astonishment was no less than that of the others.

He knows his chairman very well and knows what kind of personality he has.

Even if a sword saint greatly admires a genius, he would never say such a thing.

What's more, to say it directly in front of so many people.

This shows just how extraordinary Su Yuan is, that even the president couldn't resist meeting him.

"Old...Vice President."

"Stop giving me that embarrassing look."

Long Ziji looked at Long Xinhan beside him with a look of disgust.

"Cough cough."

Upon hearing this, Long Xinhan's expression returned to normal, but then a look of regret appeared on his face.

Given Su Yuan's talent, once he joins the association, he will definitely be personally mentored by the president.

I have no chance.

"son."

Upon hearing those two words, Long Ziji broke out in goosebumps, his expression changed drastically, and he instantly took several steps back.

"What are you going to do?"

Then, something completely unexpected happened to Long Ziji.

Long Xinhan turned around, walked solemnly to Long Ziji, and placed his large right hand on his son's shoulder.

"Remember, once Su Yuan joins the association, you must cultivate a good relationship with him."

"At any cost!"

"More importantly, never offend him!"

Long Xinhan's extremely solemn instructions struck a chord with Long Ziji.

Although Long Ziji was arrogant, he was not stupid.

Once he realized Su Yuan's talent, he understood the importance of the situation.

Long Ziji nodded seriously and said, "Understood, Vice President."

"Um."

Long Xinhan smiled with satisfaction.

When Su Yuan enters the Hunyuan Holy Land in the future, and given that they both belong to the Beijing Provincial Martial Arts Association, they will inevitably run into each other.

That will be a good time to build a good relationship.

......

"Sword Saint, you flatter me."

Su Yuan chuckled awkwardly, his tone extremely humble.

Then, Gu Lingkong stroked his chin, pondering what position would be appropriate for Su Yuan.

"Based on your performance at Wuhan University."

"I promise that once you break through to the seventh level of martial arts, I will grant you the position of captain of the first team of the Enforcement Department."

As soon as Gu Lingkong finished speaking, the surroundings fell into complete silence; you could hear a pin drop.

Xiao Wufeng stared at Gu Lingkong not far away with an incredulous expression.

In Long Xinhan's private room, the father and son looked dazed, especially Long Ziji, who looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"this..."

"The president is really..."

Long Xinhan couldn't think of any words to describe his chairman at this moment; this position was truly unexpected by everyone.

Su Yuan was completely baffled by the position; he had clearly never heard of it before.

But the Sword Saint himself had already made a promise, so he immediately thanked him.

"Thank you, Chairman."

Su Yuan's title changed from Sword Saint to Guild Master.

"Haha, work hard and try to keep this position in the future."

The Sword Saint stepped forward, patted Su Yuan on the shoulder, and laughed loudly.

Then, he vanished from the spot in an instant amidst the stunned crowd.

"Wow, nobody told me this year's Wuhan University competition would be this exciting!"

"Did I hear that right? The Sword Saint promised Su Yuan the position of captain of the first team of the Enforcement Department. Is he really not joking?"

"Shh, you heard right, the Sword Saint himself really said that, which shows how high his expectations are for Su Yuan."

"My god, the enforcement team of the Beijing Martial Arts Association is full of tough guys. How can Su Yuan possibly suppress them?"

......

After the Sword Saint left, the scene once again became incredibly lively and intense.

Zhao Taiqin's smile vanished, replaced by a look of worry.

"The position of Captain of Team One, Enforcement Department..."

"What exactly is the Sword Saint planning? Does he really believe Su Yuan can suppress a bunch of seventh and eighth realm law enforcement officers?"

Zhao Taiqin was worried, while Long Ziji was on the verge of tears.

He is a member of the enforcement team of the Beijing Provincial Martial Arts Association.