High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

Feng Yi calmly walked onto the dueling platform, while his opponent looked utterly dejected.

Li Tianlei really wanted to complain about the competition format and his own luck.

With so many people in Group A, why was he the one who got to draw Feng Yi the moment he arrived?

His journey in the academy competition had to end as soon as it began.

However, once he stood on the dueling platform, he quickly composed himself.

Since you can't resist it, just enjoy it.

He first bowed to Feng Yi, which confused Feng Yi.

Dude, are you usually that polite?

Then Li Tianlei said...

"Brother Feng, could you be a little gentler later? I'm afraid it will hurt."

Feng Yi: ......

Feng Yi felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He could only nod silently.

Li Tianlei drew his spear and shouted at Feng Yi.

"Come on, Brother Feng! I'm ready."

Feng Yi hadn't intended to use a sword, but upon hearing those words, his hand trembled, and the Ningxue Sword instantly appeared in his hand.

Li Tianlei felt a sharp, cold pain in his neck as soon as he blinked.

Feng Yi's Ningxue Sword was already at his neck. Now, with just a slight movement of Feng Yi's hand, he could bid farewell to this world forever.

Li Tianlei swallowed hard, a bead of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and then sighed tremblingly.

"Brother Feng, you're so fast, I surrender."

After Li Tianlei uttered the words "surrender," a spatial fluctuation occurred around his body, and then he was teleported out of the arena.

The audience stared blankly at Feng Yi. They knew he was strong, but they hadn't expected him to be this strong.

This isn't a martial arts contest; it's a one-sided annihilation.

They asked themselves if they were in Li Tianlei's shoes, they would still be no match for Feng Yi.

Seeing Li Tianlei's resigned acceptance of the elimination, everyone cast sympathetic glances at him.

The first round of the competition ended quickly, with half of the students being eliminated.

However, Fatty, Wen Song, and Cheng Ming all successfully advanced.

To Feng Yi and Fatty's surprise, Jiang Leyao's best friend Ying Yufei was also assigned to Group A.

The expressions on everyone's faces were different. Most of those who advanced had happy smiles on their faces, except for Group A.

Because Group A will then enter another round where one lucky person will be randomly selected to be eliminated by Feng Yi.

Feng Yi's name appeared in the second round.

His opponent this time was a pretty young girl. When Feng Yi went on stage and saw the pitiful look on the girl's face, he was in a dilemma.

I thought to myself, "If I eliminate her later, she won't cry and lie to me, will she?"

However, the embarrassing scene for Feng Yi did not occur. When the little girl stepped onto the fighting platform, she said timidly.

"I surrender."

Hearing the little girl's words, Feng Yi felt relieved.

The awkward scene I had imagined did not occur.

A sigh of disappointment rippled through the audience; the students who had come to watch the spectacle were now deeply disappointed.

They also wanted to see how Feng Yi would react to such an innocent-looking girl.

It's a pity we can't see it now.

After Feng Yi stepped off the dueling platform, he heard a soft, sweet voice coming from behind him.

"Feng Yi, classmate."

Feng Yi turned around and found that the girl who had called him was the one who had just admitted defeat.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yi asked, somewhat surprised.

Why would someone who has already admitted defeat come looking for me?

The little girl walked up to Feng Yi, head down, her two small, fair hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes. After a long pause, she finally spoke.

Can I add you as a friend?

The little girl's voice trembled slightly as she spoke. After she finished speaking, she blushed and looked up at Feng Yi stubbornly.

Feng Yi could clearly see that there was already a hint of mist in the little girl's big eyes.

This made Feng Yi, who had originally intended to politely decline, change his mind.

"Can."

After all, there are so many people here. If I reject her in public, she might burst into tears the next second.

The students, both male and female, who witnessed this scene all showed expressions of envy.

The boys envied Feng Yi, while the girls envied the little girl who got to be Feng Yi's friend.

After adding each other as friends on their phones, the girl blushed and skipped away.

As soon as I walked back to the fat man's side, I saw his jealous gaze.

"Feng Yi is really lucky. He advanced without any effort and even added a beautiful girl as a friend. He got a double win."

Feng Yi rolled her eyes at him. "Are you envious?"

One sentence was enough to break the fat man's guard, and stars popped out of his mouth.

The fat guy was also lucky, as he was once again matched against a student whose level was lower than his, and easily advanced again.

However, he was dejected after stepping down.

Feng Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Why aren't you happy after winning? Did you get hit in the 'depressant' spot?"

"Why can't I meet a girl? After typing this, I'll add her as a friend and start a special relationship."

The fat man sighed, looked up at the sky, and had a look of utter despair on his face.

The fat man had no idea that his wish was about to come true.

The third round begins.

The fat guy's name appeared in the first group, but when he saw his opponent, he was completely dumbfounded.

Li Sui VS Ying Yufei.

Seeing the fat man standing there dumbfounded, Feng Yi urged him on with a smug look.

"What are you doing, Fatty? Hurry up and go up there. Don't keep the girl waiting too long. Didn't you say you were going to conquer her? Now's your chance."

The fat man walked heavily onto the dueling platform.

Ying Yufei was already smiling and waiting for him on the stage.

After the fat man went on stage, he nervously scratched his fingers and then stammered out his words.

"Hmm...long time no see."

"Didn't we just see each other last week?"

Ying Yufei covered her mouth and giggled twice, her two soft breasts trembling slightly.

This made the eyes of the boys in the audience gleam and their blood boil.

The fat man opposite her was in even worse shape, with a line of bright red blood flowing from his nostrils.

When Feng Yi saw his good friend's embarrassed look, he immediately covered his eyes, unable to bear to look.

However, he did find crucial information in Ying Yufei's words.

We just met last week?

It seems there's a story between Fatty and Ying Yufei that I don't know about.

After wiping the blood from his nose, the fat man resisted looking at Ying Yufei again, turned his head to the side, and then said.

Can I admit defeat?

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Yufei's expression changed instantly, and a halberd appeared in her hand.

The crowd below the stage immediately spat out their anger upon seeing Ying Yufei's weapon.

What a contrast for this woman.

The halberd that's used to stab your godfather, right?

boom!

The halberd crashed heavily to the ground.

"What do you mean by admitting defeat without even fighting! Are you looking down on me?!"

The fat man's bulky body trembled involuntarily, and he quickly pointed to his nose and said.

"No, no, no, I know my limitations, and besides, I'm not in good shape right now!"

Ying Yufei gave a coquettish snort.

"Hmph! Enough with the nonsense! Let's fight first. If you win and get what you asked for last time, I'll agree to your request!"