High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

Feng Yi had just broken all of the crew-cut man's fingers and put the fat man down.

Then they saw that all the students who had been watching the commotion earlier had gathered around.

They surrounded the people who had started the fight.

To prevent them from escaping.

Those men broke out in a cold sweat; there were at least dozens of people surrounding them.

There are not only new students, but also many returning students, some of whom are just as capable as them.

Moreover, more and more people came after hearing the commotion, completely blocking the road in front of Taibai Residence.

As for Wen Song and Chen Ming, they had already released them.

"Feng Yi, where did these people come from?"

The one leading the group was a strong young man. He wasn't a freshman, but he had seen the excitement in the square in front of the Trial Tower that morning.

That's how I met Feng Yi.

Feng Yi didn't know where the people who beat up the three fat men came from.

He had just come out of the training room when he saw several missed calls from the fat man.

He called back, but no one answered.

When he arrived there, he saw what had just happened.

Feng Yi shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and then looked at the fat man.

"Fatty, where did these people come from? Why are you fighting?"

The fat man shook his head and then quickly recounted the whole story.

"Looking for me?"

Feng Yi was somewhat surprised, as he did not recognize them.

Moreover, according to the fat man, these people didn't recognize him either.

So what exactly did they want from me?

Feng Yi walked to the man who was being held captive on the platform, grabbed his collar, and slammed him to the ground.

Tiny cracks appeared on the ground.

The crew-cut man coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Those around them all frowned, marveling at how ruthless this was.

Feng Yi gripped the fingers of the crew-cut man's other hand in his own, his voice icy.

"I'll say what you want to say, and you answer. If I don't think what you say makes sense, I'll break one of my hairs."

Feng Yi's voice, falling into the platform man's ears, was like a devil's whisper, making his soul tremble involuntarily.

He now knew that the seemingly cheerful young man in front of him was their target.

If he had known that Feng Yi was so strange and ruthless, he would never have come, even if it meant being beaten to death.

But now it's all too late.

The five severed fingers on his left hand made him pale with pain and covered in cold sweat.

He nodded quickly, his hand trembling.

Seeing this, Feng Yi finally spoke up and asked.

"Who are you?"

The crew-cut boy, worried that he would be too slow to answer, replied immediately as soon as Feng Yi finished speaking.

"My name is Zhou Yuan, and I am a third-year student at Kyoto Academy."

Upon hearing the identity of the crew-cut man, Feng Yi frowned slightly.

He had just arrived in Kyoto and had never dealt with anyone from Kyoto Academy, let alone had any enemies. So why were they looking for him?

"What do you want from me?"

Feng Yi asked a second question.

A struggle flashed in Zhou Yuan's eyes, but in the end he chose to prioritize survival.

He noticed that the Tsinghua and Peking University students who were watching the commotion all turned cold after hearing that he was from Kyoto Academy.

Students from Tsinghua-Peking University and Kyoto University are not on good terms. When they meet on the street, they are always at odds with each other. Arguments and fights are not uncommon.

Now, a student from Kyoto Academy has come to Tsinghua-Peking University and beaten them up. If they had run away, it would have been fine, but now that they are surrounded here, they might have been beaten to death.

He could only place his hopes for a safe exit on Feng Yi, who was standing right in front of him.

"If I tell you, can you guarantee my release?"

Zhou Yuan's voice was trembling slightly at this moment.

But immediately they heard a crisp sound of bones breaking, followed by Zhou Yuan's scream.

One of his fingers had been bent and pressed against the back of his hand.

"I'll ask you questions, and you answer them. Don't impose any conditions on me."

The intense pain caused Zhou Yuan to burst into tears. In his heart, Feng Yi at this moment was a true demon.

I dared not have any more thoughts in my mind, and nodded while biting my lip.

Then, with a sob in his voice, he said...

"It was Wang Daoyuan from the Wang family who sent me to capture you. As for why, I don't know; he didn't say."

Before Feng Yi could speak, the muscular boy next to him repeated the name.

"Wang Daoyuan?"

Feng Yi and the fat man turned to look at him and asked.

"Senior, do you know this person?"

The burly man nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice.

"This Wang Daoyuan comes from a powerful family and is very strong himself. He has a good reputation in Kyoto Academy, and most people don't want to mess with him."

Feng Yi frowned even more deeply. He didn't even know this Wang Daoyuan. Why was he arresting him?

Of all the people who have had conflicts with me since coming to Kyoto, only Kong Haoxiang is known to be one.

Thinking of Kong Haoxiang, a sense of understanding flashed through Feng Yi's mind.

Although it cannot be confirmed yet, Kong Haoxiang is definitely involved in today's incident.

At this moment, Zhou Yuan humbly pleaded.

"Brother, I've told you everything I know, can you let me go?"

"Oh!"

Feng Yi sneered.

You, a graduate of Kyoto Academy, dare to come to Tsinghua-Peking University in broad daylight to arrest people. You think you can leave without paying any price?

"Senior, what do you think?"

Feng Yi turned his head and asked.

The burly man grinned maliciously, cracking his wrists.

Then he gestured and shouted.

"Students, let Kyoto Academy know that Tsinghua and Peking University students don't come and go as they please."

After saying that, the burly man took the lead and kicked Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan coughed up blood from his mouth and nose, and his body flew toward the six people who had come with him.

At the burly man's command, all the students who had come to watch the commotion rushed towards these people.

These people were deathly pale and were swallowed up by the crowd before they could even put up a fight.

Feng Yi dragged the three fat men to the back of the crowd.

In this situation, having him one more or one less makes no difference.

A few minutes later, a roar came from afar.

The sound was like rolling thunder, making everyone's ears go numb.

"Stop it, all of you!"

The figure of the head of the teaching department flew in from a distance.

The students who were involved in the beating also stopped in time.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yuan and the others who had been beaten in the middle were almost unrecognizable.

Everyone's face was swollen like a pig's head.

Almost all of his teeth were knocked out.

It looks as terrible as it could possibly be.

Hearing the head of the teaching department's voice, they felt an overwhelming sense of warmth and familiarity. If they could still move, they would definitely get up and kowtow to the head of the teaching department.

The dean of students approached, his aura as a Heaven-level expert undisguised, causing everyone to stand obediently in place, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Can someone explain to me what you're doing? Are you blatantly violating school rules?"

The head of student affairs spoke coldly, his authoritative gaze sweeping across everyone's faces.

At this moment, Feng Yi walked over.

"Director, let me explain."

The head of the teaching department was stunned for a moment when he saw Feng Yi.

His face, which had been filled with anger just moments before, vanished in an instant.