High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

Feng Yi had a smile on his face, and given his naturally sunny appearance, the people opposite him lowered their guard.

Thinking that Feng Yi probably just came to find someone, not to cause trouble.

So they also gave Feng Yi a friendly smile.

"Of course I know him. Senior Wang is a prominent figure at our Kyoto Academy. How could I not know him?"

"Could you please take me there to find him?"

Feng Yi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to each of them.

Seeing how adept Feng Yi was at handling things, and having already started smoking himself, he felt a little embarrassed to refuse.

The group immediately agreed, but one of them said something.

"But Senior Wang is often not in the college. Wait a moment, let me call and ask if he's here now."

Feng Yi smiled and nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

While the man was on the phone, Feng Yi also began to think.

I never expected that Wang Daoyuan was so famous at Kyoto Academy; everyone knew him.

But this is good, it saves me time.

At this moment, the man finished his call and laughed.

"Hey classmate, you've come at just the right time. I just asked my friends, and they saw Senior Wang go to the basketball court. I'll take you to find him."

"Thanks."

Feng Yi thanked him very politely.

Then, led by the group, they arrived at an indoor basketball court at Kyoto Academy.

As soon as he entered, without any introduction, Feng Yi's eyes immediately fell on a bespectacled boy who looked very refined sitting by the court.

It was simply because the people next to him had flattering and fawning expressions on their faces when they spoke to him.

Sure enough, the people leading the way pointed to the boy wearing glasses and said something.

"Hey, Senior Wang is over there."

"Thank you for your help, I can go in and find him myself."

Feng Yi patted the group on the shoulders and walked towards Wang Daoyuan amidst polite exchanges.

At this moment, Wang Daoyuan was only focused on talking to a hot, long-legged girl and didn't notice Feng Yi at all.

Feng Yi walked over and sat down next to the hot girl in black.

Everyone around him looked at him with surprise.

You have to understand, that's Wang Daoyuan's girl. Who would dare to sit next to her and get themselves killed?

After Feng Yi sat down, Wang Daoyuan turned his head and looked over. Feng Yi then took the girl's hand from Wang Daoyuan's and stroked it twice before giving a fair evaluation.

"It's nice and smooth."

Everyone around was stunned.

Wang Daoyuan was also stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger.

The girl looked at Feng Yi, then at Wang Daoyuan, completely confused about what was going on.

Is this person not afraid of death?

So, openly and legitimately snatching a girl from Wang Daoyuan.

"Kid, do you know who I am?"

Wang Daoyuan found Feng Yi very interesting; at the very least, he was very brave.

Feng Yi, still playing with the girl's delicate hand, spoke without even raising his head.

"If your name is Wang Daoyuan, then I think I haven't made a mistake in choosing you."

Upon hearing Feng Yi's words, Wang Daoyuan's face already showed a hint of amusement.

Feng Yi's words were very clear; they were aimed at him.

"Looking for me? Is something wrong?"

Wang Daoyuan had never seen Feng Yi's photo, and the people in front of Tsinghua-Peking University were all arranged by the blond-haired teenager.

So he didn't know that the person talking to him now was Feng Yi, the one he had been looking for.

He thought Feng Yi wanted to follow him, so he made a special entrance.

"Weren't you looking for me? I'm here now."

Feng Yi then let go of the girl's hand and looked up to meet Wang Daoyuan's gaze.

Just as Wang Daoyuan was wondering what was going on, his phone rang.

His eyes narrowed noticeably after he took out his phone and answered the call.

He then hung up the phone.

Now he knew who the person in front of him was.

"You're very brave; you dared to come here all by yourself."

Wang Daoyuan's voice had turned somewhat cold at this point.

The two were not friends. When he sent people to Tsinghua and Peking Universities to arrest Feng Yi, it was destined that the two would be on opposite sides.

Therefore, he doesn't think that Feng Yi came to him to chat.

Feng Yi scoffed.

"So what if I came alone? Do you dare kill me?"

Wang Daoyuan clenched his fists tightly; Feng Yi's words had struck a nerve.

As a member of the royal family of Kyoto, and someone who mingled with a blond-haired youth, he naturally knew about the five major families and Feng Yi's true identity.

So even if he had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare kill Feng Yi.

The higher-ups wouldn't interfere with the squabbles between the younger generation. Even if Feng Yi was beaten, it would only be because he was less skilled. But if Feng Yi died, the situation would be different.

He dared not and could not afford to bear the consequences.

The only one who would dare to kill Feng Yi and be able to bear the consequences is probably that blond-haired boy.

Noticing Wang Daoyuan's pale face, Feng Yi laughed wildly and pulled the girl into his arms.

He looked at Wang Daoyuan provocatively.

"Didn't you say you were looking for me? Now that I'm here, why aren't you saying anything? Do you want a fight or something? Just tell me!"

Wang Daoyuan's forehead veins bulged, and his teeth were clenched so tightly they clicked.

"If you can walk out of Kyoto Academy standing up today, I'll call you father."

After saying that, Wang Daoyuan stood up and pointed at Feng Yi, shouting.

"As long as you don't kill them, it's fine."

The people around him were all eager to get closer to Feng Yi.

The girl being held in Feng Yi's arms kept staring at Feng Yi's face. Even Wang Daoyuan didn't dare to kill him, which is enough to show that Feng Yi's background is not weak.

Furthermore, Feng Yi dared to come to find Wang Daoyuan alone, and now, facing the encirclement of more than ten people, he remained fearless, showing no fear whatsoever on his face.

She developed a strong interest in Feng Yi, and felt so safe being held in his arms.

But the next second, Feng Yi pushed her away and stood up.

The girl didn't feel any resentment towards Feng Yi for not being chivalrous; on the contrary, she thought Feng Yi was very manly at that moment.

Looking at the dozen or so people approaching him, Feng Yi was not nervous at all, but felt a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

"Finally, I have the chance to try out my second superpower."

Feng Yi possesses three special abilities: spatial power, war god, and the eye of God.

I've already used the first and third superpowers, but I haven't used the second superpower, God of War, even once.

The main problem is that none of the opponents he has encountered so far have been able to force Feng Yi to reveal all his cards.

And this second superpower, the God of War, is an absolute god-tier skill when facing a group attack.

The more enemies he faces, the greater the boost. Feng Yi is eager to see just how much his strength can be enhanced by the combined strength of more than ten people.

Silently repeat it in your mind.

"Mars."

Feng Yi's strength soared instantly, and his overall strength was enhanced.

The fighting spirit in his heart grew stronger and stronger, almost to the point of becoming tangible.