High Martial Arts Storm

in the audience.

Yu Wenjuan's fans were collectively speechless.

They watched in disbelief as their idol vanished in a streak of light, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure how to describe their feelings.

Disappointed?

This emotion is very strong.

but……

They felt ashamed when they thought about their previous boasting.

"He really won?" Ouyang Mengmeng stared blankly at Yang Haocheng, who had lost his arm, on the stage. Although she didn't want to believe the result, she had no choice but to accept the reality.

"That's right, he won." Xia Lu nodded gently.

Her feelings were somewhat complicated.

Lately, whenever Yang Haocheng battles against others on the platform, she tries to make time to watch. Even if something comes up and she can't watch, she will spend Star Coins to watch the video replays and witness Yang Haocheng's continuous improvement in strength.

only……

Yang Haocheng has made great progress.

Even among the most outstanding geniuses she knew, none of them could reach this level.

She was very curious...

Is Yang Haocheng exceptionally gifted in cultivation?

Or is there still a large amount of cultivation resources available for consumption?

Or perhaps a peerless master personally guides his cultivation?

"Mengmeng, I think you don't need to think about challenging him anymore, unless you temporarily give up cultivating your spiritual power and focus all your efforts on improving your cultivation level," Xia Lu said softly.

"Sister Lulu, as you know, I can't stop cultivating my spiritual power, otherwise my body won't be able to handle it." Ouyang Mengmeng complained with a hint of helplessness and resentment, "This Yang Haocheng is a freak. I'm not considering challenging him for now. When my spiritual power can be projected outward and I can manipulate objects from a distance, I will work hard to improve my cultivation. It won't be too late to defeat him then."

As she said this, a hint of regret appeared on her delicate face.

Milk tea!

Her beloved.

She had originally planned to defeat Yang Haocheng and get him to buy her a few more drinks, but now it seems she'll only get two free cups of milk tea.

"Let's go! I need to see Vice Dean Hu," Xia Lu said.

"Why go see that old monster?" Ouyang Mengmeng asked, puzzled.

"He's in charge of recruiting new students in the admissions office. Don't you think it would be a loss for Wanlian Dao Academy if Yang Haocheng hadn't been admitted?" Xia Lu said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, let's recruit Yang Haocheng and make him treat me to milk tea every day!" Ouyang Mengmeng hurriedly exclaimed. "That old monster owes me a favor! Come on, I'll go with you. We have to make him recruit Yang Haocheng to our Wanlian Dao Academy."

immediately.

The two transformed into streaks of light and disappeared from the audience.

Most of the other spectators had already left, except for two people who remained in the audience seats on the other side of the ring.

"What do you think?" Jin Feng asked with a smile.

"excellent!"

"Which aspect are you referring to? Cultivation level? Cultivation speed? Or combat experience and fighting techniques? Courage in battle?" Jin Feng turned and asked.

"Neither!"

He Xingtong gently shook her head and said, "I was referring to his combat awareness."

"You really noticed." Jin Feng nodded emphatically and said, "Being at a disadvantage in a battle isn't scary; what's scary is not knowing how to adapt and not being able to find a way to turn the tide. When this 'cowardly Chengcheng' fought Yu Wenjuan, his disadvantage was also obvious. His cultivation was inferior to hers, and he was also at a disadvantage in speed and strength. Even his combat skills were inferior. But when he fought, he knew how to think, how to take advantage of opportunities, and how to seize every means to turn the tide, even at a heavy price. This kind of combat awareness is very impressive."

"Director Jin, he should be proud to receive such praise from you," He Xingtong said with a smile. "But I have a question. Why did you take time out of your busy schedule to watch two weaklings at the Battle Officer Realm fight? Was it because you've been keeping an eye on Yu Wenjuan from the Wanlian Academy?"

"No, I'm concerned about 'Chengcheng who's afraid of death'," Jin Feng said seriously.

"It was him? Why?"

"I set up a 30-win streak reminder function in the 'Intelligent Battle System.' I pay attention to all the newcomers in the last ten years or so who have achieved a 30-win streak, but this kid is an anomaly among them," Jin Feng said.

"How so?"

"When he achieved a 30-game winning streak, his winning percentage was 100%."

"He's been on a winning streak ever since he came in; he's definitely an anomaly." He Xingtong asked with a smile, "Have you checked his background? Which academy is he a genius from?"

"He's not a student of any Daoist academy, nor is he a genius from any martial arts academy." Jin Feng slowly stood up and said with a smile, "I know his true identity without even needing to investigate."

"What do you mean?"

"He is Yang Haocheng, the 'little human hero' who was all the rage a few days ago. You probably saw that live stream video, right?" Jin Feng asked rhetorically.

Live video?

Human Little Hero?

He Xingtong paused, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "I remember now! No wonder he looked vaguely familiar when I was watching him fight. But if I remember correctly, he's just a senior high school student, right? He just finished the college entrance exam half a month ago. How could he have access to the 'Intelligent Battle System'?"

"There's only one possibility: the city lord's recommendation." Jin Feng said, his smile fading like the tide, as if he had thought of something bad. He said helplessly, "If he were a student from one of the other major cities, I'm confident I could recruit him to our Longevity Academy. But he's from Nanyan City, and he's caught Nan Zhanming's eye... Troublesome."

"You and the Southern City Lord don't get along?"

"Bullshit...cough cough, it's that bastard who doesn't get along with me," Jin Feng said unhappily.

"..."

An empty room in the "Intelligent Battle System".

After returning, Yang Haocheng immediately sat cross-legged, recalling his battle with Yu Wenjuan, analyzing and deducing, and tirelessly absorbing the results of his actual combat.

After a while.

He slowly opened his eyes, a smile appearing in them.

then.

He accepted Yu Wenjuan's friend request and asked her to send him her bank account number for receiving payments, but he did not receive a reply for a long time.

Defeated by myself...

Sorry to ask for more training fees?

Yang Haocheng's smile deepened, and he stopped thinking about such trivial matters, choosing to continue his battle.

Fighting opponents of a higher level is very stressful, but it also allows for rapid growth.

Six hours later.

When he was mentally exhausted, his consciousness withdrew from the "intelligent combat system," left the sensor pod, and returned to his rest room.

I took a shower and changed into a clean bathrobe.

Instead of taking the gene serum to restore his mental strength, he prepared to get a good night's sleep.

However, before going to sleep, he habitually glanced at the two cave spaces.

"Well……"

Yang Haocheng was suddenly dumbfounded.

Mo Yan did not cultivate in the cave space.

Lan Xinlin, however, was there.

To Yang Haocheng's utter surprise, Lan Xinlin, drenched in sweat, was clearly someone who had been practicing combat techniques for some time. She was currently squatting by the spring, wiping her body with a wet towel.

She's been exposed!

wrong……

To be precise, Yang Haocheng almost saw her naked.

Yang Haocheng wanted to look away, but then he remembered that he and Lan Xinlin had already obtained their marriage certificate. Although it was a fake marriage, it was legal in law. So, with the intention of looking at his wife, he enjoyed the sight for a while.

"Sigh! Youth really does matter!"

Even though what I want most is to cultivate and become stronger, the restlessness in my heart... I can't suppress it.

After Lan Xinlin tidied her clothes and sat cross-legged on the futon to continue her cultivation, Yang Haocheng smiled wryly and shifted his attention to examine the data on the system panel:

"The 'Blessed Land' system, initial system, first stage, bound quantity: 2."

"Host: Yang Haocheng, male, 17..."

Combat Strength: Seven-Star Battle Official Realm (17.5/18)

"Combat power increase: 0.1 (extractable)"

Merit Points: 83280

"Campus Merit Ranking: Second Place"

"Combat Skills: Blazing Sun Blade Technique, Silver Rank (Proficiency 3.6); Mad Demon Thirteen Slashes, Gold Rank (Proficiency 3.1); Willow Steps, Silver Rank (Proficiency 3.9)"

"War Soldier: Deep Blue Crystal (Upgradable); Storm Aura."

"Fellow Cultivator Host 1: Lan Xinlin, female, 17... Five-Star Battle Officer Realm, Battle Power: 15.9; Fellow Cultivator Host 2: Mo Yan, female, 17... Six-Star Battle Officer Realm, Battle Power: 16.9"

Yang Haocheng smiled slightly.

While cultivation level increases slowly, combat skill proficiency increases rapidly.

In particular, the "Thirteen Madman Slashes" has become much easier to execute as the meridian pathways that match the flow of internal energy have been opened. He believes that as long as he continues to practice relentlessly and use it in battles, he may soon reach the mastery stage.

"Ding-dong..."

The doorbell for the lounge suddenly rang.

Yang Haocheng looked puzzled and went over to open the door.

"Mo Yan? What brings you here?"