High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

Outside the trial grounds, Feng Yi made his move.

Everyone was stunned.

"The poet holds it."

Feng Yi's strength exceeded everyone's expectations.

I thought he would be eliminated quickly under the attack of twenty people, but I didn't expect Feng Yi to be so fierce.

One martial arts technique instantly killed eight people and lightly injured four others, then a sword strike severely injured three more. All of this happened in just a few breaths.

It's like when they just met, the attack of twenty people was countered by Feng Yi, who killed half of them.

If Feng Yi were replaced by Luo Tian, ​​could Luo Tian have achieved this?

Can Luo Tian fight twenty people at once and kill ten of them?

Those who previously underestimated Feng Yi and thought he was inferior to Luo Tian now felt like they had been slapped in the face.

The fat guy and his friends shouted excitedly when they saw Feng Yi's cheat-like performance.

The heavy weight on their shoulders can finally be lifted.

Feng Yi ultimately did not let them down.

Now only nine of the twenty attackers remain, four of whom are injured. Could they possibly eliminate Feng Yi?

Moreover, judging from Feng Yi's appearance, he wasn't using his full strength at all.

The members of the Hidden Dragon Society had mixed feelings after seeing Feng Yi's performance.

Although Feng Yi's cultivation level was not as high as theirs a few months ago, his strength was already much greater.

In just a few months, Feng Yi's strength has far surpassed theirs, widening the gap significantly.

Moreover, even Feng Yi from the realm has caught up with them.

Currently, only Jiang Liangchen in the Hidden Dragon Society has broken through to the Kaiyang Realm, a higher realm than Feng Yi.

At this moment, Jiang Liangchen also felt a surge of fighting spirit. As the leader of the Hidden Dragon Society, he could not be easily outdone by Feng Yi.

Otherwise, what prestige will he have left in the Hidden Dragon Society?

He hadn't taken cultivation seriously before, always letting things take their natural course; otherwise, he wouldn't have lost to Luo Tian for three consecutive years.

But now, Feng Yi has completely ignited his fighting spirit.

He planned to focus on his cultivation after the competition ended. Although he might not be able to defeat Feng Yi now, he would at least prevent Luo Tian from continuing to hog him.

On the other side of the crowd, a complex gaze was fixed intently on Feng Yi.

He is Luo Tian.

Feng Yi's performance was clearly beyond his expectations.

He believed that even if he were surrounded by twenty people, he could not possibly kill ten of them in a single encounter like Feng Yi did.

He only now realized that he had underestimated Feng Yi's strength.

Thinking about what happened between him and Feng Yi, his face turned frosty.

He didn't want to lose, and he couldn't afford to lose.

Things have developed to this point now. If he loses to Feng Yi, one can imagine what people in the academy will say about him.

They weren't the only ones shocked; Feng Yi's performance also drew the attention of the mentors and the academy's higher-ups.

"Instructor Frost, what martial art did Feng Yi use just now?"

Xiao Yao, the white-robed sword immortal, looked at Zi Hanshuang in the corner and asked.

As a renowned sword fanatic at Tsinghua University, he could see the extraordinary nature of Feng Yi's swordsmanship. Most importantly, he had never seen the martial arts techniques Feng Yi used before.

It can be seen but not seen, killing people invisibly and making it impossible to guard against.

Xiao Yao's eyes grew brighter, and his gaze toward Zi Han Shuang became increasingly ardent.

If I hadn't heard his earlier question, I would have thought he was pursuing Zi Hanshuang.

Zi Han Shuang remained aloof, and facing Xiao Yao's burning gaze, she spoke calmly.

"have no idea."

"Huh?" Xiao Yao's expression froze, then turned somewhat anxious.

"Master Han Shuang, I am very interested in the martial arts technique used by Feng Yi. If you can tell me the name of the technique, I am willing to pay any price."

The other mentors around were all shocked when they heard Xiao Yao's words.

Is Feng Yi's martial arts really that powerful?

Even Xiao Yao was so moved that he was willing to pay any price.

Zi Hanshuang's expression remained unchanged as she spoke calmly.

"If you want to know, you can ask him yourself. I don't know."

Zi Hanshuang wasn't lying; she truly didn't know what martial arts technique Feng Yi was using.

When she saw Feng Yi use the Void Sword Formation, she thought he was using a martial art from the Feng family's inherited imperial techniques.

Seeing that Zi Hanshuang said this, Xiao Yao understood that she was not lying to him and seemed to really not know, so he could only give up.

We can only wait until after the competition is over to find an opportunity to ask Feng Yi.

In the training ground, Zhu Haitian's face turned extremely ugly. He had said he would give Feng Yi a big gift, and unexpectedly, he actually did give a gift.

He sent ten heads to Feng Yi.

He was filled with regret, not for provoking Feng Yi, but for not gathering more people to attack Feng Yi.

If twenty people aren't enough, then thirty or forty.

So what if Feng Yi is good at fighting? He doesn't believe Feng Yi can take on forty-nine opponents at once.

If Feng Yi really had that kind of strength, he would kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake.

However, now is not the time to think about these things, because although they were shocked by Feng Yi, Feng Yi himself had no intention of resting.

Feng Yi was now filled with fighting spirit. After seriously injuring three people, he immediately turned around and attacked another person.

The man had barely raised his hand when Feng Yi's sword reached his chest.

A radiant light emanated from his body, blocking Feng Yi's sword.

However, the next second, his body was teleported out of the training ground.

That layer of radiance is a form of protection provided by the trial grounds to the participants; it cannot be breached by anyone below the Heavenly level.

After eliminating another person, Feng Yi felt that killing them one by one was too much effort.

The remaining people are too scattered.

He then flashed back to the wall, took a deep breath, and scanned the people still in the training ground.

At this point, of the fifty people in the training ground, thirty remained.

Almost half of them were eliminated by Feng Yi.

Now, apart from a few of the sixth-ranked individuals, the remaining people are all roughly equal in strength.

The chaotic battle has entered a tense phase.

Apart from Feng Yi's group, almost everyone else has a fixed opponent.

Feng Yi was too lazy to go looking for them one by one, so he decided to personally send the rest of them out.

After clearing his mind, Feng Yi unleashed a sword strike.

It seemed like an ordinary, unremarkable sword strike.

At the same time, Feng Yi roared.

"With a single sword, I transform the Milky Way into a celestial river, slaying all immortals under heaven! Slay the immortals!"

The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Everyone felt an inexplicable sense of crisis, and everyone in the trial field stopped fighting at the same time.

Zhu Haitian and the others stared blankly at Feng Yi.

The changes in the training ground left the onlookers puzzled.

Many people raised questions.

Why did everyone suddenly stop?

What happened?

Soon, a terrifying sword aura erupted from Feng Yiningxue's sword in everyone's eyes.

It looks like a long white line.

However, everyone in the training ground who faced Feng Yi's sword strike did not think so.

This is not a white line at all; it is clearly a celestial river from ancient mythology.

It surged and rolled, carrying an aura of destruction as it crushed towards them.

Everyone felt the presence of death at that moment.

Although they knew that the training ground's formation would prevent them from dying, they still couldn't suppress their fear.