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

"Eight o'clock?"

Su Yuan quickly glanced at the time on his phone.

There's less than an hour left.

Immediately, Su Yuan looked around, checking if the house was clean and if there were any strange smells.

Sister Yao emphasized that her mentor is a germaphobe, and it's important to leave a good impression on a martial artist of the seventh realm.

"Don't look anymore, I've cleaned it, the house is very clean."

Yun Yiyao covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"It's been cleaned? When was it cleaned?"

Su Yuan had no idea when Yao Jie had cleaned the house.

For the past three days, Sister Yao has been glued to the sofa, never leaving it.

Yun Yiyao then looked at Su Yuan: "Although my teacher has a cleanliness obsession, it's not very serious, so there's no need to be too reserved."

"Her surname is Li, you can call her Sister Li."

Su Yuan's lips twitched. Was this title really appropriate? It was better to maintain a respectful address when addressing a high-level martial artist you had met before.

"Your mentor is thirty-two years old, so it's perfectly fine for you to call her 'sister'."

Yun Yiyao spoke again.

Su Yuan smiled helplessly: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Let's just call him 'mentor' like Sister Yao."

Yun Yiyao glanced at Su Yuan: "Whatever."

"Oh, by the way, the top-grade virtual network simulation pod will be delivered tomorrow."

Su Yuan replied, "Okay."

As time passed, there were still three minutes left until eight o'clock in the evening.

"My advisor is downstairs."

Yun Yiyao glanced at Lanxun and said to Su Yuan.

Upon hearing this, Su Yuan took a deep breath, preparing to welcome his mentor, Sister Yao.

One minute, then two minutes passed, and Yun Yiyao frowned slightly, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Why isn't the professor here yet? It shouldn't take more than a few seconds to climb the stairs."

"I'll go take a look."

In an instant, Yun Yiyao flashed to the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a figure carrying two ordinary-looking, pale-faced middle-aged men in one hand.

"Mentor, what's going on?"

Yun Yiyao stared at the person Li Dieyi was holding in her right hand and asked in confusion.

At this moment, Su Yuan walked to the door.

Li Dieyi was tall and slender, wearing a light blue dress. Her eyebrows were like ink paintings, and her eyes were cold and sharp.

Su Yuan bowed slightly upon recognizing Li Dieyi and said, "Nice to meet you, Instructor Li."

"My name is Su Yuan."

Li Dieyi glanced at Su Yuan indifferently and nodded slightly: "Hello, Su Yuan."

"Yi Yao, there are a lot of flies around here. I dealt with two when I first arrived."

Yun Yiyao's face showed surprise, and she shifted her gaze to the two middle-aged men: "Teacher, you mean...?"

Li Dieyi shook the man in her right hand: "These two are shadow apostles of the Yanlong Sect who have been lurking nearby for about two days."

"If it weren't for the unique aura emanating from the Yanlong Sect, I really wouldn't have been able to detect it."

Su Yuan looked at Li Dieyi's right hand, feeling inexplicably surprised.

Li Dieyi's right hand did not touch the bodies of the two Shadow Apostles of the Yanlong Sect at all, but she held them firmly in her hand.

To be precise, it was a loose grasp.

What kind of ability is this?

Su Yuan was once again struck by the power displayed by this world, revealing an expression full of novelty.

Li Dieyi noticed the color in Su Yuan's eyes, and a ripple of emotion welled up in her heart.

Most ordinary people, upon witnessing this power, would feel fear and try to avoid it.

When they came to Su Yuan, they were simply curious, their eyes filled with a clear sense of novelty.

There aren't many people like that anymore.

"Don't stand at the door yet, Professor Li, Sister Yao, come in and talk."

Su Yuan quickly replied.

"Mentor, please come in."

As Yun Yiyao spoke, she attempted to take the two Shadow Apostles of the Yanlong Sect from Li Dieyi's hands.

"Don't touch them, let me handle it."

"These two Shadow Apostles of the Dragon Transformation Sect are both at the high level of the sixth realm. Yi Yao, your power cannot restrain them for the time being."

Li Dieyi carried the shadow apostles of the Yanlong Sect into Su Yuan's house. Then, she flipped her right hand upwards, and a white ball of light quickly enlarged in her hand, enveloping the two shadow apostles of the Yanlong Sect.

Then, Li Dieyi controlled the white light orb to slowly place the shadow apostle of the Yanlong Sect in the corner of the living room.

"High-level Sixth Realm!"

"No wonder I couldn't find it."

Yun Yiyao felt a little scared. The fact that the Yanlong Sect had started its operation so early, directly sending two high-level sixth-realm shadow apostles, showed how much they valued Su Yuan.

Standing to the side, Su Yuan was once again filled with longing for the novel methods used by Li Dieyi.

Suddenly, Su Yuan noticed something and looked down, only to find that Li Dieyi's feet, clad in white canvas shoes, were not touching the ground but were floating in the air.

What kind of new and strange power is this?

Just how powerful are seventh-realm warriors?

Could it possibly fly through the air?

"Su Yuan, are you curious about just how powerful a seventh-realm martial artist is?"

Li Dieyi sat down gently on the sofa, but not completely. Her light blue dress did not touch the sofa; it was less than a centimeter away from the sofa cushion.

With such terrifying body control, Su Yuan's yearning for power reached its peak.

Immediately, Su Yuan looked directly at Li Dieyi and said, "Yes, Instructor Li."

Yun Yiyao remained silent, knowing that her mentor had already started teaching.

"My cultivation level is not high, only at the high level of the seventh realm, but I can instantly kill 99% of people at the same level as me, and even fight against peak seventh realm martial artists and early eighth realm martial artists."

Upon hearing the words "not high level", Su Yuan was speechless.

"Seventh-realm warriors unlock the 'Imprisonment' ability, which renders all those below the seventh realm as mere ants."

"The ability to 'imprison' is also key to aerial flight. By guiding the release of internal energy, one can temporarily gain the ability to fly."

"What does powerful combat strength rely on?"

"Unwavering courage and indomitable perseverance."

"And most importantly, your heart. The higher your heart, the stronger your strength."

"While martial arts and breathing techniques are certainly important, they are far less important than the cultivation of the mind."

Do you understand?

Li Dieyi gazed at Su Yuan with her beautiful eyes.

Yun Yiyao was listening attentively; these were the first time her mentor had said these words.

Upon hearing this, Yun Yiyao gently touched her forehead and muttered softly, "Teacher, could you express yourself more concisely?"

"clear."

Su Yuan responded to Li Dieyi with a solemn expression.

Li Dieyi ignored Yun Yiyao and looked at Su Yuan with admiration.

"Su Yuan, your future achievements will definitely surpass Yi Yao's."

Yun Yiyao was somewhat stunned: "Teacher, why the quick decision?"

"Because you didn't understand what I said, but Su Yuan did."

"It's that simple?"

Li Dieyi caught a glimpse of Yun Yiyao's dumbfounded face out of the corner of her eye, and then smiled and said, "It's that simple."

Yun Yiyao did not refute her mentor's words. Through three days of observation, Su Yuan's talent was indeed higher than hers.

At this rate, Bai Siyi from Shuangxin City is no match for Su Yuan, and becoming the top martial arts examinee in Xiwu Province is practically guaranteed.

Once Su Yuan graduates from university, I might not even be a match for him.

Su Yuan is the next Qin Lixiu.

"It's still early. Since Su Yuan understood, let's begin the practical exercises."

Suddenly, Li Dieyi's eyes narrowed, and she stared intently at Su Yuan.

"Su Yuan, I'll take you to cultivate your mind."

For some reason, after hearing Li Dieyi say those words, Su Yuan felt an overwhelming sense of killing intent welling up from the bottom of his heart.

The living room was instantly filled with an extremely oppressive atmosphere. Yun Yiyao stared at her mentor, thinking to herself that they were about to have a real battle so soon.