High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

"Spatial confinement." The cold words came from Feng Yi's mouth.

Then Luo Tian's moves suddenly froze, and the seven black figures were frozen in mid-air as if they were encased in ice.

A slight smile appeared on Feng Yi's lips as he snapped his fingers and said.

"Space shattered!"

With a sound like a mirror shattering, the seven dark figures instantly turned into fragments, just like the mirror itself.

Luo Tian's pupils constricted as he watched helplessly as his killing move crumbled in the face of absolute power, easily countered by Feng Yi.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he spoke in a harsh voice.

"You forced me to do this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Tian's expression turned crazed.

"The Luo Family's Secret Technique! Blood Sacrifice!"

Luo Tian bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, which seeped into the blue brick floor of the trial ground, leaving large patches of dark red blood.

Feng Yi took three steps back alertly; Luo Tian had never used this move before.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be Luo Tian's hidden final killing move.

Indeed, just as Feng Yi thought, even Luo Tian himself would not want to use this technique unless absolutely necessary.

"You're the first and last person to force me to use this move!"

Luo Tian raised his scarlet eyes and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Yi frowned slightly, unable to understand why his opponents were becoming more and more wicked.

The dark red bloodstains on the ground gradually turned into beads of blood the size of beans, which gathered together in front of Luo Tian.

Luo Tian's expression grew increasingly frantic, and he even spat out another mouthful of blood essence, disregarding everything else.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, but his expression was one of unusual excitement.

The blood clot grew larger and larger, and when it reached a critical point, it exploded with a bang, but instead of scattering, it attached itself to Luo Tian's body.

Luo Tian had now transformed into a blood-red giant.

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, as he could sense that Luo Tian's aura had increased more than threefold.

The crimson giant, a bloodthirsty smile on its face, approached Feng Yi.

With each step he took, scarlet vines would sprout from the ground, flailing wildly toward Feng Yi, trying to entangle his feet.

Feng Yi swung his sword, and a sword aura slashed forward close to the ground. The scarlet vines snapped instantly, and the scarlet vines that fell to the ground turned into pools of dark red blood.

The ground trembled as the crimson giant ran. Feng Yi gently stroked the spine of the sword, and silver star power flowed from his two fingers and covered the Snow Condensation Sword.

Above Feng Yi's head, a holographic sword image appeared, its hilt featuring a slowly rotating Tai Chi Bagua diagram. The crimson bloodstains on the ground were directly absorbed by the Tai Chi Bagua diagram.

The size of the lightsaber suddenly increased dramatically.

Moreover, the dark red blood on the blood giant's body flickered like flames.

If you look closely, you can see that the dark red blood has turned into tiny threads that connect to the Tai Chi symbol.

As the person involved, Luo Tian naturally noticed the abnormality. Under the dark red blood, his eyes turned to fear, and he exclaimed in alarm.

"How is this possible? You absorbed my blood sacrifice energy?"

Luo Tian's voice pierced through the dark red blood.

Feng Yi smiled dismissively and said calmly.

"The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things, and all things give birth to Taiji. Not to mention energy, I can even absorb you as a person."

After saying that, Feng Yi stopped wasting words and pointed his sword at the blood-red giant. The light sword phantom above his head immediately flew forward.

The lightsaber phantom transformed into a stream of light, piercing the crimson giant's chest as easily as piercing paper, and embedding itself directly in his chest.

Outside the training grounds, everyone watched this shocking scene as the lightsaber phantom exploded, turning into a sky full of red crystals along with the blood giant's body.

When everything dissipated, Luo Tian was no longer in the training grounds.

Everyone knows it's over.

Luo Tian ultimately failed to create a miracle.

Feng Yi's legend will continue.

Outside the training ground, Luo Tian lay on the ground, his body trembling slightly, his face pale, and his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

This was a side effect of using blood sacrifice; he was no longer the arrogant man he had been before.

As Feng Yi walked out of the training ground, he saw Luo Tian being carried away on a stretcher.

On the stretcher, Luo Tian's eyes were still fixed on Feng Yi.

Feng Yi felt his gaze, but he felt no emotion. Everyone who had been defeated by him no longer deserved his attention.

He fears no one, whether it's his background or his own talent and potential.

Feng Yi didn't pay much attention to the following matches. It wasn't until the fourth match that he put away his phone and decided to take a closer look.

The two people facing off in this match are Jiang Liangchen and Canaan.

In the training ground, Jiang Liangchen stared at the girl in the blue robe opposite him, his fingertips, gripping the black battle scythe, turning slightly white.

As the countdown in the void ended, he no longer hesitated at first as he had when he fought Ma Qingqing before. Instead, he directly chose to unleash his fastest speed and approach Canaan.

The scythe drew tiny sparks from the ground as he charged forward like an arrow. He knew how terrifying Canaan was; if he couldn't get close, he would suffer the same fate as Liu Zihao.

Canaan remained expressionless. At the moment the countdown ended, he held his bow in his left hand and made a nodding motion with his right, and three light arrows emitting a faint blue glow appeared out of thin air.

Jiang Liangchen's pupils shrank sharply. There were two more than when he fought Liu Zihao before. What was this? Was it special treatment?

Is it a targeted attack, or does Canaan believe he is better than Liu Zihao?

Jiang Liangchen smiled bitterly to himself. His battle scythe swept across, creating a shockwave that sent dust flying and blocked Canaan's view.

However, the Canaan bowstring trembled slightly, and three beams of blue light shot out, instantly piercing into the dust.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The moment the scythe collided with the light arrow, Jiang Liangchen's arm trembled violently, and his forward steps were forced to a stop.

When the dust settled, the two marks left by friction on the ground made it clear to everyone the power of Canaan's three arrows.

shhhhhh!

Before Jiang Liangchen could catch his breath, five beams of blue light shot out again.

"Damn! Are they targeting me specifically?"

Jiang Liangchen swept his battle scythe horizontally, sending the five blue light arrows flying, but his body was also forced back ten meters again.

Just then, Jiang Liangchen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He hurriedly looked up and saw that the crimson arrow on the Canaan Longbow was already aimed at him.

"The sun is falling!"

Canaan's calm voice rang out, and the ear-piercing sound that ripped through the eardrums once again echoed throughout the trial grounds.

Jiang Liangchen suddenly spun around and slammed the handle of his battle scythe heavily onto the ground.

With a deafening roar, nine streams of black gas erupted from the ground.

"Nine Draws from the Underworld!"

Nine streams of black energy transformed into nine giant dragons, racing towards the crimson arrow of light.

Boom boom boom!

Explosions rang out as the crimson arrow pierced through five black dragons before exhausting its energy and dissipating.

The remaining four black dragons continued their menacing attack on Canaan.