High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

For the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared on Canaan's usually calm and fair face, but it lasted only a moment.

In an instant, her expression returned to normal.

He made the motion of drawing the bowstring again, and a golden arrow appeared on the longbow.

The intense golden light shone on the trial grounds, reflecting in Canaan's eyes like two blazing suns.

"Starfall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden arrow transformed into a three-legged golden crow, emitting a stirring and sacred cry, and charged straight at the four black dragons.

The golden crow flapped its wings, stirring up towering heat waves that slowly melted the scales of the four black dragons.

The four black dragons writhed in agony.

Seeing this, Jiang Liangchen's eyes revealed a hint of determination. He formed a hand seal and shouted.

"Nine dragons united as one".

The four black dragons intertwined and eventually merged into one, its body becoming several times larger than before.

The merged black dragon opened its enormous maw, as deep as an abyss, and swallowed the three-legged golden crow whole.

The golden light dissipated, and everything seemed to return to calm.

The crowd outside the trial grounds was shocked. Could it be that Canaan was going to lose?

Feng Yi, however, kept his eyes fixed on the black dragon's belly on the screen.

Canaan remained calm, as if the swallowing of the three-legged golden crow had not affected her state of mind.

The next second, the black dragon's body began to crack, and countless golden rays shone out from the cracks.

boom!

With a loud bang, the black dragon exploded, and the three-legged golden crow rushed out from it.

The trial grounds were once again illuminated by golden light.

Jiang Liangchen, exhausted, knelt on the ground, a trickle of bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Feeling the rolling heat emanating from the three-legged golden crow above his head, a look of relief appeared on his face.

The Nine Draws of the Yellow Springs was his killing move, which originated from the Jiang family's imperial technique. Although it was incomplete, it was still a genuine SS-level martial art, yet he still lost to Canaan.

He wasn't a stubborn person. He had done his best, and if he lost, he lost. It wasn't a big deal.

Canaan's strength is undeniable, so losing to her is not shameful.

With a loud cry, Jiang Liangchen's body was swallowed up by the three-legged golden crow.

Canaan calmly put the longbow in her hand into her spatial bracelet, and no one could read anything from her face.

No one knows whether that arrow she just shot was her trump card.

Looking at Canaan emerging from the training ground, Feng Yi was curious about how much of her strength she had used.

Judging from the matches that have already ended, the two finalists will most likely be Canaan and him. He is looking forward to seeing if Canaan will give him a surprise.

Otherwise, this competition would be too boring.

Canaan sensed Feng Yi's gaze and looked over, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Feng Yi then realized that staring at other girls was indeed a bit impolite, so he nodded apologetically and then looked away.

After the third round, only five people remained.

According to the competition rules, one lucky winner will receive a bye and advance directly to the next round.

The remaining four people will compete in pairs, and the two winners will advance.

The remaining three then engaged in another free-for-all, with their rankings determined by the order of elimination.

After the head of the teaching department announced these rules, someone immediately asked if it was unfair that one person would get a bye and advance directly to the next round.

The head of the teaching department simply replied with a curt statement.

"Luck is also a form of ability."

After saying that, the head of the teaching department took out five more cards, from Ace to the number five.

The person who draws A is the lucky one who gets a bye, and the remaining four cards are used to pair up opponents based on whether they are odd or even numbers.

The head of the teaching department first asked Feng Yi to draw cards.

Although Feng Yi could easily use his divine eye to see through the cards in the headmaster's hand if he wanted to, he did not do so.

Instead, he just picked up a card at random.

When it was opened, it was that familiar Ace of Spades again.

Of the other four, Canaan remained expressionless throughout, while the other three had complex expressions on their faces.

I feel both fortunate and regretful.

Fortunately, I don't have to worry about being drawn as an opponent this round, but unfortunately, I don't have the chance to be that lucky one.

Since he drew A, he could have a bye this round, and Feng Yi was happy to relax, only casually paying attention to Canaan's opponents.

A short, chubby boy, based on his performance in the previous rounds, was at most about the same level as Jiang Liangchen.

Since Jiang Liangchen couldn't defeat Canaan, neither could he.

So Feng Yi simply sat down and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the final to begin.

He didn't care who would win in the other group.

Now that the competition has progressed this far, apart from the mysterious Canaan and himself, the strength of everyone else has been largely revealed.

So it doesn't really matter who Feng Yi's other opponent is in the final.

The outcome of this round was similar to Feng Yi's prediction; Canaan's opponent ultimately succumbed to the golden arrows.

The other finalist was Lu Renjia, who had an average face, was at the third level of the Kaiyang Realm, and was a senior student.

He is also the person with the highest level of skill in this competition.

He was able to make it to the finals entirely because of his high level of skill.

The three finalists were Feng Yi, a freshman; Canaan, a senior; and Lu Renjia.

Feng Yi is the first student in the history of Tsinghua-Peking University College to advance to the finals of the college competition as a freshman in his first year of enrollment.

Moreover, he will most likely become the first freshman to win the Tsinghua-Peking University College Competition.

His story will surely be written into the history of the institute in the future.

While waiting for Canaan and Lu Renjia to rest.

Lu Renjia found Canaan, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"How about we consider collaborating?"

Canaan opened his eyes, looked Lu Renjia up and down, and then his eyes revealed confusion.

Seeing this, Lu Renjia immediately explained, "You've witnessed Feng Yi's strength. Neither of us two would have a chance of winning against him alone, so why don't you join forces..."

Lu Renjia was interrupted by Canaan before he could finish speaking.

At this point, even a fool could understand his meaning, and Canaan naturally understood what Lu Renjia meant by cooperation.

A hint of disdain flashed across Canaan's face, and he refused outright.

"Thank you, but I don't want to cooperate."

Upon seeing this, Lu Renjia immediately became anxious. If Canaan did not cooperate with him, he had no confidence in winning against anyone on his own.

He will inevitably be the first one to be eliminated.

But if he can eliminate Feng Yi first, he will at least be second in the competition.

The rewards for the second and third place are different.

"If the two of us don't join forces, do you think you can defeat Feng Yi by yourself?"

Canaan, with his usual indifferent and expressionless demeanor, slowly spoke.

No need for you to worry.

After saying that, Canaan gave Lu Renjia a disdainful look and turned to leave.

Looking at Canaan's retreating figure, Lu Renjia's eyes flashed with anger.

He murmured softly.

"If you don't cooperate with me, then don't call me ruthless."