High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

The white-haired old man looked like an ordinary old man, and one could not sense any cultivation level from him.

But his eyes seemed to hold a vast galaxy.

Feng Yi knew at a glance that the white-haired old man's strength was unfathomable.

"Dear students, welcome to Tsinghua-Peking University Ancient Martial Arts Academy. I am the Dean of this Academy, Ji Xing."

The old man's voice wasn't loud, and he didn't use any tools, but his voice still clearly reached everyone's ears.

The square, which had been noisy just moments before, fell silent instantly.

Upon hearing the white-haired old man's name, Feng Yi knew his origins.

The Ji family, one of the five great families of China.

The five major families in China are the Ji family, the Feng family, the Zi family, the Ying family, and the Jiang family.

From ancient times to the present, China has produced a total of five great emperors of the human race.

The five major families today are descendants of the five great emperors of the human race.

However, ordinary people have no contact with the five major families, so only a small number of people know of their existence.

Ji Xing then talked about the history of the academy and gave a speech welcoming the new students, before mentioning the mentor assignment ceremony that everyone was concerned about.

"Before being assigned a mentor, everyone must enter the Trial Tower for testing. After the test, based on the score rating, those below A will be automatically assigned a mentor, while those above A can choose their own mentor."

"Next, freshmen whose names are called, please enter the Trial Tower in an orderly manner to begin the challenge."

After Ji Xing finished speaking, she went down and sat in a high-ranking position in the academy.

The loudspeaker also came on, announcing the names of the new students one by one.

The fat man then whispered to the others.

Do you know the four top professors at Tsinghua and Peking Universities?

Feng Yi and the others shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of it.

The fat man immediately perked up and began to explain to the others.

"Among the professors at Tsinghua and Peking University, four are the most famous: three men and one woman."

"The three men are Gu Xuan, the Golden Lion King; Qiao Ming, the Jade-Faced Gentleman; and Xiao Yao, the White-Clad Sword Immortal."

"Where is the woman?" Feng Yi asked.

But the fat man said...

"Dude, if you have the chance to choose your own mentor, don't choose that female mentor."

Why?

Wen Song and Chen Ming were also somewhat curious.

The fat man explained in a low voice.

"Because that female instructor is known as the Abbess of Extinction and the Tyrannosaurus of Sichuan. Just from her nicknames, you can tell that her temper is not something that ordinary people can tolerate."

"No new student has dared to choose her for many years, so if you don't have masochistic tendencies, don't choose her."

Hearing the horrifying story told by the fat man, as if this female tutor were a cannibal, Feng Yi's curiosity was piqued.

"So what is that female instructor's name?"

The fat man looked around as if afraid the person in question would hear him, before whispering the name.

"Zi Hanshuang".

Feng Yi was stunned when he heard the name.

Isn't that my aunt's name?

He recalled his aunt's personality in his mind and found that it really seemed to be just like what the fat man had said.

I never imagined that my aunt's temper would be so famous.

Upon hearing the name, Wen Song and Chen Ming nodded silently, making it a part of their minds.

"Fatty, how do you know so much that we don't?"

Wen Song and Cheng Ming looked at the fat man with admiration. They were all freshmen, so how did the fat man know such detailed information?

The fat man smiled smugly.

"You need to understand that money is everything. With enough money, I can even find out the color of the principal's underwear."

Ahead, Principal Ji Xing, who had been sitting, turned around and glanced back.

The smug fat man suddenly felt as if he were in a freezing winter inferno. He froze, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Fatty, what's wrong with you?" Feng Yi asked hurriedly after noticing Fatty's unusual behavior.

"N-nothing... I... I just suddenly... felt a little cold."

Feng Yi glanced at the short-sleeved shirt he was wearing and thought to himself.

"No, it's so hot, and you're telling me you're cold?"

But looking at the fat man, he didn't seem to be lying.

Fortunately, the fat man's condition didn't last long; he gradually returned to normal after a few breaths.

The fat man, now recovered, looked at Feng Yi with a wronged expression, almost in tears, and kept repeating the same thing.

"That's terrifying, that's terrifying."

"What's wrong?"

No matter how Feng Yi asked, the fat man refused to say anything, only saying that it was too terrifying.

This made Feng Yi even more confused. How could a perfectly normal person suddenly become like this?

Feng Yi was lost in thought about his aunt and didn't pay attention to what the fat man was saying.

"What just happened?" Seeing that he couldn't get any answers from the fat man, Feng Yi asked Wen Song and Cheng Ming.

The two of them were equally confused as to how the fat man had become like this.

Only Cheng Ming spoke honestly.

"The fat guy just said he knows what color underwear the principal wears."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi almost spat out his drink. Looking at the somewhat aged yet still upright figure in front of him, he understood.

He patted the fat man on the shoulder with a smug look on his face.

"Fatty, watch your bragging next time."

At that moment, Feng Yi's name was also announced over the loudspeaker.

Upon entering the Trial Tower, everything went dark, followed by a brief feeling of dizziness.

Feng Yi was not surprised.

This is a normal phenomenon when entering the Trial Tower for the first time.

Rumor has it that the Trial Tower was built by several powerful individuals with spatial abilities.

It can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.

Moreover, each person has their own private space once they enter.

As the dizziness subsided, Feng Yi's vision cleared up.

This is a closed stone chamber, about the size of a basketball court.

At that moment, a melodious voice echoed from the void.

"The first challenge of the Star Trial Tower is about to begin. Please prepare yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a humanoid phantom appeared in front of Feng Yi, its features obscured.

However, based on the aura emanating from the phantom, it can be inferred that the phantom's strength is only at the first level of Star Forging.

The first level of Star Forging was not difficult for Feng Yi.

"Start the challenge."

With a command given from the void, the humanoid phantom rushed towards Feng Yi.

The phantom threw a punch, carrying a strong energy fluctuation.

Feng Yi neither dodged nor avoided the attack, choosing to meet it head-on, and threw a punch at the illusory figure.

A surge of energy, several times stronger than the phantom, emanated from it.

The moment the two fists collided, the phantom was blasted apart by Feng Yi's punch.

It turned into starlight and dissipated into the air.

"Congratulations on successfully completing the challenge. You are now entering the second stage. Please prepare accordingly."

Another humanoid phantom appeared before Feng Yi, but this time the phantom's strength had increased to the second level of Star Forging.

However, anything below the Yao Guang Realm poses little challenge to Feng Yi.

They all vanished under Feng Yi's fist.