High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi almost spat out his drink.

Is this something he can hear?

After leaving Zi Hanshuang's place, Feng Yi thought for a long time before deciding to ask his grandmother, Zhong Huilan, for information.

Feng Yi was afraid that if he asked Feng Jingchuan about his former love rival, he would be beaten to death.

After all, men understand men best. Although his grandparents have been married for many years, who knows what Feng Jingchuan's attitude is towards Yao Tianyou, his rival in love?

After making his decision, Feng Yi immediately dialed Zhong Huilan's number.

The call was answered after a few rings.

"Xiao Yi, why are you calling Grandma at this hour? Don't you have training?"

Chung Hui-lan's doting voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Not yet. I missed you, so I called you. Is Grandpa there?"

Fearing that Feng Jingchuan would find out about this, Feng Yi wanted to first confirm whether Feng Jingchuan was nearby.

"Your grandma isn't confused. Don't I know you? Just tell me what's wrong. Your grandpa's gone out."

Feng Yi smiled awkwardly. As expected of his grandmother who had raised him since he was a child, nothing could stop her discerning eye.

"Hehe, I wanted to ask you about someone."

"Who do you want to know who said it?"

"Yao Tianyou".

After Feng Yi uttered the name, there was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

"Grandma, did you hear me clearly?"

Seeing that there was no response from the other end of the phone, Feng Yi tentatively asked.

A moment later, Chung Wai-lan's voice came through again.

Why are you asking about him?

Feng Yi repeated to Zhong Huilan what he had said to Zi Hanshuang earlier.

Chung Wai-lan sighed after hearing this.

"Sigh, don't worry about the grudges and grievances of our older generation. When you see him, just tell him you are Zhong Huilan's grandson. I don't think he will refuse you."

Judging from Zhong Huilan's tone, Feng Yi felt that the relationship between Yao Tianyou and his grandparents was quite complicated.

Perhaps Yao Tianyou's current temper is related to his grandparents.

However, Zhong Huilan didn't intend to say anything, and Feng Yi didn't want to ask, so it seemed that he wouldn't have a chance to find out about this gossip anytime soon.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yi sent a message to the fat man and headed straight for the forbidden area of ​​Tsinghua-Peking University.

The forbidden area of ​​the academy is located at the deepest part of Tsinghua-Peking University, and few people usually come here.

The closer you get to the academy's forbidden area, the more desolate it becomes, with ancient trees lining both sides of the road completely blocking out the sunlight.

A gentle breeze blew by in early winter, bringing a touch of chill and making the place seem somewhat eerie.

Before long, Feng Yi arrived at the gate of the forbidden area, a gate covered with the marks of time.

There is a circular groove in the center of the gate.

Feng Yi took out a round black token from his spatial bracelet, which was the key to open the forbidden area of ​​the academy.

However, it is a disposable item and can only be used once; it cannot be used again.

As Feng Yi placed the circular token on the groove, the forbidden area gate trembled slightly and then automatically opened to both sides.

A gust of cold wind swept in from within the forbidden area, instantly making Feng Yi feel refreshed.

The environment inside the academy's forbidden area is not much different from the outside, with ancient trees reaching straight into the sky everywhere.

As Feng Yi ventured deeper, the environment inside changed.

Stone tablets of varying shapes and sizes appeared before Feng Yi.

Feng Yi walked up to a stone tablet and found a line of words engraved on it.

Sensing his impending death, he left behind his self-created S-level legacy – the Ancient God Technique – awaiting a destined person to unlock it.

There is another line of smaller text in the lower right corner of this line.

This was left by Gu Chen, a student of the 326th class of Tsinghua-Peking University College.

"The 326th session." Feng Yi was slightly shocked.

Tsinghua-Peking University, as the oldest college in China, has existed since ancient times and has a history of thousands of years.

Now, Feng Yi and his classmates are in their 2225th cohort.

In other words, the person who left this stone tablet in front of us was someone from more than a thousand years ago.

This stone tablet is located on the outskirts of the forbidden area. For over a thousand years, no one has been able to obtain this inheritance, indicating that obtaining this S-level inheritance is no easy feat.

Feng Yi continued walking towards the next stone tablet.

This stone tablet is an S-level legacy left by the 1,900th class of students.

Feng Yi then examined several more of the surrounding stone tablets and found that they were mostly left over from the last few hundred years.

The worst is A-grade inheritance, and the highest is S-grade.

After all, there are only four SS-level inheritances in the entire China, namely the imperial inheritances possessed by the four major families.

These traditions didn't hold much appeal for Feng Yi; he only came to the forbidden area of ​​the academy to ask Yao Tianyou for help in translating the alien script on the mysterious paper.

So Feng Yi continued walking into the forbidden area.

The further you go in, the fewer stone tablets there are, but judging from the moss covering them, these stone tablets must have been there for a very long time.

Feng Yi walked for a long time and finally reached the end of the forbidden area of ​​the academy, where there was a small wooden house.

"It seems this must be where Yao Tianyou lives."

Feng Yi cleared his throat, bowed to the small wooden house, and said loudly.

"Is Grandpa Yao Tianyou here?"

Feng Yi initially wanted to address the other person as "senior," but since the other person knew his grandparents, regardless of what had happened between them, it wouldn't be too much to try and get closer to them.

A few breaths later, the door of the cabin opened, and an old man with a full head of white hair and a very slovenly appearance walked out with a limp.

When he saw Feng Yi's face, his eyes narrowed and flashed with a sharp light. In a flash, he was right in front of Feng Yi.

A strong smell of alcohol immediately wafted into Feng Yi's nostrils.

"Who is Feng Jingchuan to you?"

Yao Tianyou's voice was very low and hoarse, like the sound of sandpaper rubbing together.

Feng Yi felt very uncomfortable listening to this, and goosebumps rose on his skin.

"He is my grandfather."

Feng Yi spoke the truth.

Upon hearing this, Yao Tianyou reached out and grabbed Feng Yi's shoulder, staring intently at Feng Yi with his bloodshot eyes.

"No wonder you looked so familiar. So you're that old codger's grandson. You've come to see me because Feng Jingchuan needs something?"

Yao Tianyou gripped his hand very tightly, causing Feng Yi some pain, but Feng Yi met his gaze with unwavering expression.

"No, my grandfather doesn't know I came to see you."

"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed in Yao Tianyou's eyes as he pressed for an answer.

"Then why did you come to see me?"

"My grandmother told me that you know a foreign language, so I'd like to ask you to help translate a martial arts technique that seems to be from another race."

Feng Yi immediately brought up his grandmother.

As expected, Yao Tianyou's face softened upon hearing this, and he immediately released his grip on Feng Yi's hand.

"Did Huilan send you to find me?"