High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

Even among geniuses, there are differences.

Watching the two laughing and joking, the people around them looked at Jiang Liangchen with a hint of envy.

Based on the strength Feng Yi has demonstrated, as long as he doesn't die, he will definitely be able to soar to great heights.

If I can build a good relationship with him now, I don't know how many benefits I'll get in the future.

Even if you're just bragging about it, you'll still feel proud.

However, seeing that Feng Yi had no intention of ignoring them, and that his fighting spirit had not yet dissipated, those who wanted to befriend him dared not approach him to speak.

But seeing how familiar Jiang Liangchen and Feng Yi seemed, how could they not be envious?

The free-for-all started early in the morning and didn't end until the afternoon.

Except for the first group, which was Feng Yi's group, which finished relatively quickly, the other groups finished very slowly.

As expected, Luo Tian successfully advanced to the next round.

However, regarding the duel between Feng Yi and Luo Tian, ​​almost everyone now favors Feng Yi.

Although Luo Tian also successfully advanced, he did not demonstrate the overwhelming strength that Feng Yi possessed.

Although the two have not officially started their duel yet, the outcome is already quite clear.

Unless some unexpected situation occurs.

However, the probability of this happening is so low that even Luo Tian himself doesn't believe it's possible.

After everyone on site voted to select ten resurrected individuals, the second round of drawing lots began.

Abstractly speaking, the person resurrected in the first group was actually Zhu Haitian. The reason he was resurrected was that he had once led a group to try to eliminate Feng Yi by ganging up on him.

So some people wanted to see how badly Zhu Tianhai would be beaten if he faced Feng Yi alone.

Dean Ji Xing took the stage again and spoke.

"In the next round of the draw, the names of twenty contestants will scroll rapidly on the screen. You will count down five seconds and then call 'stop.' The names displayed on the screen will be the list of those who will face off."

As Ji Xing finished speaking, the names of the twenty contestants scrolled rapidly on the screen, and the students watching began to count down in unison.

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"stop!"

Two names were displayed on the screen.

Liu Zihao vs. Canaan.

Feng Yi then learned that the girl in the blue dress was named Canaan.

Liu Zihao was one of the boys in the seventh group who was revived.

Next, they began drawing the list of the second group of opponents.

As the countdown ended and the word "stop" was uttered, two more names appeared on the screen.

Both were revived by a vote.

Soon the names for the third and fourth group matches were announced, but Feng Yi's name, which everyone was looking forward to, still hadn't appeared.

Those contestants whose names were also not mentioned were filled with anxiety.

The probability of them being assigned to the same group as Feng Yi is increasing.

Nobody wants to be in the same group as Feng Yi right now.

Because after this round of advancement, it's not just about getting a spot in the next round.

It also determines whether one can qualify to represent the college in the subsequent Hundred Colleges Competition.

But once you're in the same group as Feng Yi, you lose that qualification.

No one thinks they can beat Feng Yi right now.

Nobody wants to encounter a ruthless person who can kill thirty people with a single sword strike.

However, among those who still have no confirmed opponents are Zhu Haitian and Luo Tian.

Jiang Liangchen also hadn't decided on his opponent for the second round. He jokingly said to Feng Yi with a bitter face.

"Do you think we'll be put in the same group this round?"

"It's not impossible," Feng Yi said with a smile.

Jiang Liangchen remained silent for a moment before letting out a sly laugh.

"If we get put in the same group, why don't you just give up? You're young, and I'm too old. Give me the chance to bring glory to the academy, and you can go next year."

Feng Yi looked at himself with a puzzled expression and said speechlessly.

"Are you even speaking human language? You're old, so just rest in the academy. Leave these strenuous tasks to us young people."

Seeing that his wicked scheme had failed, Jiang Liangchen made a friendly international gesture with a dark face.

Just then, the list of the eighth match-up appeared on the screen.

Ma Qingqing vs. Jiang Liangchen.

When Jiang Liangchen saw the name of his opponent, a strange expression appeared on his face.

Feng Yi smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Wow, that's lucky of you. You got one of the only two girls you could pick."

Jiang Liangchen, however, did not seem so happy.

"How about I let you have her, and you go fight her?"

Feng Yi slowly shook his head and said with a smile.

"I don't like hitting women."

"So I like hitting women?" Jiang Liangchen roared irritably.

Feng Yi understood why Jiang Liangchen was unhappy. If he lost to a girl, he would be ridiculed, and if he won, he might be accused of bullying girls or not knowing how to be considerate of a weak girl.

There's no benefit in winning or losing anyway.

But how fragile can a girl actually be if she manages to survive a chaotic battle?

She's so strong that she could easily outperform 90% of people, yet she's considered weak.

The draw for the ninth group of opponents began, and the remaining three people stared nervously at the screen, praying that they wouldn't be drawn against Feng Yi.

Especially Zhu Haitian and Luo Tian.

For the students watching out of curiosity, however, they were filled with anticipation.

Unless Luo Tian and Zhu Haitian are drawn together, one of them will definitely be grouped with Feng Yi.

As the countdown ended, the names of the ninth group appeared on the screen, and the match list for the tenth group was automatically generated.

One of the remaining three looked like he was about to cry.

His inner cry of despair.

"It's me again?"

The matchups for Group 9 and Group 10 are as follows.

He Mobai vs. Luo Tian.

Feng Yi vs. Zhu Haitian.

Zhu Haitian, that unlucky guy, was once again assigned to the same group as Feng Yi.

The draw was over, and it was already getting dark. The second round of matches was scheduled for tomorrow.

As Feng Yi was leaving, he ran into Zhu Haitian.

Zhu Haitian no longer has the arrogance he had when he first threatened Feng Yi.

His face was droopy, as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

He's currently debating whether to abstain, but he's worried that abstaining would make him a laughingstock.

But if they don't abstain, they'll be beaten up by Feng Yi.

Looking at Zhu Haitian, who seemed preoccupied, Feng Yi sneered.

"Zhu, you seem to be in a bad mood. I've prepared a big gift for you, and I hope you can enjoy it tomorrow."

Upon hearing Feng Yi's voice, Zhu Haitian trembled all over, and after hearing what Feng Yi said, his neck turned visibly red.

She dared not answer, nor look Feng Yi in the eye.

These were the words he had said to Feng Yi before, and now Feng Yi was returning them to him.

But he dared not say anything, feeling utterly humiliated, and quickened his pace, leaving with his head down.