Martial Arts Overlord!

In an instant, the entire martial arts gym fell into dead silence!

The silence lasted for a full five seconds.

Then, the entire training ground exploded as if a bomb had been dropped into it!

"Am I seeing things? This guy... one punch, one kill! Instantly killing ten people at the fourth level of the Yi Jin Jing realm!"

A student at the Muscle Refining Realm grabbed his companion's arm, his nails almost digging into the other's flesh, his voice shrill and off-key.

"You read that right!"

His companion's arm was being pinched so hard it hurt, but he didn't even notice, his eyes fixed on the figure in the center of the field who was brushing dust off his clothes.

"His strength and speed are completely overwhelming! Lin Zhenhai is like a wooden stake in front of him! Han Feng couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes!"

"He's Lu Jin... I remember he was only at the second level of the Yi Jin stage yesterday! And now you're telling me he's at the fourth level?"

One of the students at the second level of the Yi Jin Jing was trembling. He had compared himself to Lu Jin in his mind yesterday and thought that since they were both at the second level of the Yi Jin Jing, he might not be much worse than Lu Jin.

Now, looking at the ten Yi Jin Jing level practitioners still groaning on the ground, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

"What kind of monster is this?! Even cheating wouldn't be this outrageous!"

Someone voiced what everyone was thinking.

Lu Jin stood in the center of the arena, listening to the deafening murmurs around him, his expression calm.

He definitely cheated—the Extreme Modifier was his biggest cheat.

Furthermore, these people are wrong about one point. He is not at the fourth level of the Yi Jin Jing (易筋四境). Strictly speaking,

He is at the fifth level of the Yi Jin Jing realm, and the True Dragon Heavenly Spine has been formed. The two golden veins on both sides of his spine make his power transmission efficiency far exceed that of any other Yi Jin Jing martial artist.

After this brief exchange, he gained a clear understanding of his own abilities.

Within the Yi Jin Jing territory, no matter how many people come, as long as they have sufficient physical strength, they will be instantly killed.

He even had a vague feeling that, with his current attributes, he might be able to compete with even a martial artist in the Bone Forging Realm.

At the edge of the crowd, Chu Zhen and Yang Tai stood side by side, their expressions identical—mouths slightly open, eyes vacant, like two wooden stakes struck by lightning.

Chu Zhen's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice dry like sandpaper scraping iron: "Yesterday, when he participated in the inner city selection, it took him five minutes."

Yang Tai nodded mechanically: "Today, he defeated ten Yi Jin Jing level four cultivators in less than two minutes."

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously shut their mouths.

They have no right to discuss demons and monsters.

After his initial shock, Jiang Zheng, their former owner, immediately showed a hint of pride and said to those around him, "That's right, these are the students I trained."

Chen Wei's reaction was completely different.

He leaped up from the crowd, letting out a roar that seemed to lift the ceiling: "See that! See that! That's my brother Lu Jin! My brother Lu Jin!"

He then turned around, grabbed the collar of a student who had just been questioning Lu Jin, shoved his face in the student's face, and said, "What did you just say? That Brother Lu Jin was arrogant? That he overestimated himself? Now! Say it again!"

The student was so shaken that his head swayed back and forth, and he couldn't say a word, only managing an awkward smile.

Yan Wenzhi stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed, his lips twitching several times.

He turned to look at Peng Yu beside him, his tone carrying a complex "I told you so" undertone: "Now you believe me, right? In one day, he went from the second to the fourth level of the Yi Jin Jing! You don't need to doubt his monstrous talent!"

Peng Yu remained silent. His gaze fell upon Lu Jin in the center of the arena, his eyes swirling with an indescribable emotion.

Peng Yu was considered a genius, one of the best in the Bone Forging Realm of this martial arts school, but now compared to Lu Jin...

Not worth mentioning.

He then sighed, "There are so many geniuses. It's truly tragic to live in the same era as someone like this."

At this moment, Zhao Wen, who was standing behind He Yulong, pulled his hands out of his pockets without anyone noticing.

The lazy expression on his face completely disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.

His gaze swept over Lu Jin, then over the ten figures on the ground still trying to get up, and finally landed back on Lu Jin, revealing a slight smile.

He Yulong is right.

This junior brother is indeed even more formidable than he was back then.

Much more powerful!

In an instant, He Yulong came to his senses, raised his hands, and clapped.

The applause wasn't loud, but in the noisy training ground, every syllable clearly reached everyone's ears.

The surrounding noise seemed to be muted, quickly subsiding. All eyes turned to the director of the inner city branch.

"it is good."

He Yulong's voice was filled with undisguised admiration.

"Xiao Lu, your talent has truly exceeded my expectations once again!"

He strode towards the center of the field, with Zhao Wen following behind him.

The crowd automatically parted to both sides, making way for a passage.

He Yulong walked up to Lu Jin, patted him hard on the shoulder, then turned around to face the more than a thousand students watching, raising his voice by an octave.

"Now I will formally introduce him to everyone—he is my third true disciple, Lu Jin."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire training ground erupted in cheers once again.

But this time the uproar was different from before; there was no questioning, no dissatisfaction, and no sarcastic remarks.

There was only shock and awe, along with gasps of astonishment.

Countless eyes were focused on Lu Jin, and every gaze conveyed the same message—

This guy is someone you can't mess with!

Yesterday I reached the second stage of Yi Jin Jing, today I'm at the fourth stage, and I still haven't been soaked in dragon's blood.

At this rate, he might reach the Bone Forging Realm in a few days.

Not convinced?

What makes you so dissatisfied?

They covered in a day what you took months to achieve, and you couldn't even see their taillights.

Lin Zhenhai got up from the ground.

His chest was still aching, and the muscles in his arms were still trembling slightly uncontrollably.

That was a lingering effect left from being knocked away by Lu Jin's punch.

He looked down at his still trembling hands, then looked up at Lu Jin and suddenly let out a hearty laugh.

"You truly live up to your reputation!"

Lin Zhenhai strode up to Lu Jin, his two-meter-tall frame bending slightly, and punched his left chest with his right fist.

"I'm no match for you! Brother Lu Jin, if you need anything in the future, just let me know. I, Lin Zhenhai, keep my word and will follow your lead from today onwards!"

The others got up one after another, each with varying degrees of shock and awe on their faces, but none of them showed any sign of resentment.

Being defeated by someone of the same level might be frustrating, but being crushed by someone of overwhelming strength leaves you with no right to be resentful.

Lu Jin looked at them and smiled slightly: "Just don't bother me while I'm practicing my boxing again."

Lin Zhenhai thumped his chest loudly: "Don't worry! If anyone dares to disturb Brother Lu Jin's boxing practice in the future, I, Lin Zhenhai, will be the first to object!"

He Yulong waved his hand, signaling Lu Jin to follow him.

The crowd automatically parted to make way, and Lu Jin followed behind He Yulong, with Zhao Wen walking beside him. The three of them walked towards the elevator together.

Behind him, the discussion in the training ground erupted again, and the video of Lu Jin's sparring session quickly spread throughout the Tianlong Martial Arts School in Pingshui City.

Some of the people who participated in the inner city selection with Lu Jin yesterday were completely stunned.

When they saw the video, their first thought was that it was fake, but it turned out to be real.

So magical!

It's absolutely mind-numbing.

Not only inside the Tianlong Martial Arts School, but the entire inner city of Pingshui also heard the news.

Many people already know that a young genius named Lu Jin has arrived in the inner city of Tianlong Martial Arts School.

But Lu Jin no longer cared about any of that.

He followed He Yulong up the elevator.

The moment the elevator doors opened at the top floor, Lu Jin's view suddenly opened up.

The training room is enormous, equipped with all kinds of equipment, and even has higher-level training robots.

There are also many large, hidden rooms.

"This room is yours."

He Yulong pointed to the leftmost cultivation room, where Lu Jin's name was already engraved on the doorplate.

Then he turned to the side and gestured for the young man beside him to come forward. "Let's get acquainted first. Zhao Wen is my second disciple. You can call him senior brother."

"You also have a senior brother at the Tianlong branch in the provincial capital."

"The provincial capital?" Lu Jin raised an eyebrow. "Our Tianlong Martial Arts Academy seems to be quite large."

"Junior brother, that's for sure. There are many martial arts schools across the country, but our Tianlong Martial Arts School is one of the four major martial arts schools."

Zhao Wen stretched out his hand, his smile as warm as the sunshine outside the window.

"Junior brother, from now on we're all family." Zhao Wen's voice was very calm.

"Feel free to ask me any questions, whether they're about cultivation or daily life."

Lu Jin grasped his hand and nodded: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Zhao Wen released his grip and stepped aside.

He Yulong looked at Lu Jin with a light in his eyes that he had never seen before.

He looked Lu Jin up and down for a while before slowly speaking.

"Xiao Lu, I didn't expect this. In just one night, without even soaking in the dragon blood reserved for the Yi Jin realm, you broke through to the fourth level of the Yi Jin realm. Among all the students I've ever seen, your talent can be described as the strongest. It might not be long before the title of our martial arts school's number one genius changes hands."

As he said this, he glanced at Zhao Wen, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Wen smiled but didn't reply, nor did he show any displeasure.

Lu Jin smiled as well: "Not yet, but soon."

He Yulong was taken aback for a moment, then his smile deepened.

He liked this confidence.

It's not arrogance, but rather composure born from a clear understanding of one's own abilities.

He then stopped smiling and his expression became serious.

"Now that you have broken through to the fourth level of Yi Jin Jing and your realm is stable, I will now teach you the method of bone forging."

After saying that, he raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly bent, and a layer of light golden luster appeared on his knuckles.

The luster wasn't the dazzling gold of dragon scales, but a more restrained and deep color, like the metallic sheen compressed into the bones.

The next second, he clenched his fist tightly.

A loud bang exploded in the air, not the sound of a fist tearing through the air, but the sonic boom produced by the compression of air at the fingertips as his five fingers clenched.

Immediately afterwards, a huge dragon claw appeared from He Yulong's finger, causing Lu Jin's pupils to shrink.

In front of He Yulong, five holes instantly appeared in an alloy steel plate several tens of centimeters thick.

Most importantly, He Yulong's right hand was covered with golden dragon scales, making him appear as if he had truly become a five-clawed golden dragon.

"This martial art is called Azure Dragon Shattering Heaven Claw."

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