High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

[Chapter 43 Title: The Xia Family's Exclusive Possession, Anyone Have Objections?]

[I forgot to post this before, it's been merged with chapter 44...]

Just as Feng Mo was about to step forward, Yun Tianyi stepped forward first.

"Make way, everyone make way!"

Yun Tianyi swaggered to the front, his folding fan suddenly unfurling, revealing a striking crescent moon emblem on its surface.

Upon seeing the red moon, the originally crowded people's expressions changed slightly, and they immediately parted to the sides like a tide, creating a wide passage leading directly to the teleportation array.

"The Red Moon Clan emblem belongs to the Zhan Zombie Yun Clan. I've heard that their family inherits the Zhan Zombie Martial Soul, and even the worst ones are A-rank..."

"That's Yun Tianyi, a sophomore. He's probably close to reaching the peak of the True Qi Realm, right?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. People from the eighteen noble families don't have very good tempers."

Hearing the hushed whispers, Yun Tianyi was quite pleased. He turned to Feng Mo and raised an eyebrow: "Brother Feng, in Shanghai, having connections and status is still very useful."

Feng Mo remained calm, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

His gaze swept over the teleportation array in front of the group. The array was filled with light and could only accommodate 100 people at a time.

After Yun Tianyi led him to cut in line and step onto the teleportation array, the number of people had reached 99, just one short of activation to head to the Awakening Soul Secret Realm.

Just then, a series of heavy and orderly footsteps suddenly came from behind.

"Get out of here."

A cold and unquestionable voice rang out.

Feng Mo turned his head.

A young man dressed in a gold martial arts uniform walked slowly towards them.

The young man had a handsome face, but his brows revealed an air of arrogance.

He had an ancient tree totem with lush branches embroidered on his chest, making no attempt to conceal his cultivation level, and his body radiated a powerful aura of the ninth level of the True Qi Realm.

Behind the young man followed three middle-aged guards with profound and unfathomable auras, their eyes sharp as knives, scanning the entire scene.

The prodigies queuing up were forced to retreat repeatedly under the oppressive presence of the three guards, their faces turning pale.

The young man walked straight to the teleportation array, without even glancing at Yun Tianyi, and casually pointed to the three prodigies inside the array who were clearly from other provinces.

"You, you, you! All three of you, get out here and make room!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unyielding and domineering air.

The faces of the three prodigies who were accused instantly turned red.

They are all top geniuses in their respective provinces. When have they ever suffered such humiliation?

"Why? We were here first!" one of the tall, thin boys said through gritted teeth, glaring angrily.

The young man didn't even lift his eyelids. The guard behind him snorted coldly and took half a step forward.

boom!

A powerful aura, far exceeding that of a second-tier cultivator, suddenly descended, pressing down on the three of them like a mountain.

The burly youth groaned, his knees buckled, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Half-step to the third level..." The burly youth's face turned ashen, and the anger in his eyes was replaced by fear.

He stared intently at the ancient tree totem on the young man's chest, as if he recognized something. He bit his lip until it bled, and finally walked out of the teleportation array without saying a word, his head down.

Seeing this, the other two could only follow behind in humiliation, slinking away to give up their places.

The young man remained calm, as if he had merely brushed the dust off his clothes, and stepped onto the teleportation array with three guards.

"Brother Feng, these people belong to the Xia family. Try your best not to antagonize them."

Yun Tianyi moved closer to Feng Mo, waving his fan and transmitting his inner energy.

"That kid is Xia Yuan from the Xia family of the Wood Spirit lineage. He is a new generation genius of the direct lineage of the Xia family. Their family inherits the Wood Spirit Martial Soul, and the lowest quality is A-level, while the best can even reach SS-level."

"This Xia Yuan has already reached the peak of the second tier before even participating in the martial arts exam. There were rumors before that he was going to try to break through to the SS-level martial soul."

"I thought it was something to do after the martial arts exam, but I didn't expect him to plan to break through to the third rank before the martial arts exam. Damn it."

Using true qi to transmit sound wasn't a particularly advanced technique; Feng Mo learned it almost instantly. He then used the same method to ask, "Is the Xia family really that powerful?"

He remembered Li Changqing's instructions before he left: if he encountered the Xia family, he should beat them severely.

Yun Tianyi nodded, his expression serious:

"The top power structure of the Great Xia Kingdom can be summarized in four sentences: Four Saints guard the four directions, Nine Gates secure the nine borders, Eighteen Noble Clans protect the mountains and rivers, and the Great Xia Kingdom's gates are as solid as a rock."

"This refers to the top thirty-odd powers in the Great Xia Kingdom, with the Four Holy Lands being the most powerful, followed by the Nine Sects and the Eighteen Noble Families."

"But again, they are all powerful forces with a history of over two thousand years, and the Xia family is one of them."

Yun Tianyi's tone carried a hint of apprehension, clearly indicating that he did not want to clash with Xia Yuan at this time.

Then, he smiled proudly: "Of course, you don't need to worry too much, because my Yun family is also one of the eighteen prominent families."

Feng Mo said "Oh" and asked, "You're both from the eighteen prominent families, but I feel that Xia Yuan seems more arrogant than you."

Yun Tianyi wasn't annoyed and chuckled, "That's because I have good manners."

Feng Mo crossed his arms and smiled faintly, "Is it because you're not very good? If you were stronger than Xia Yuan, you'd definitely be just as arrogant."

Yun Tianyi smiled arrogantly, "That's right. If I were better than him, I'd look down on him every day. Wait... I'm not weak!"

During casual conversation...

hum-

The teleportation array shone brightly, and a strong sense of weightlessness followed.

A few seconds later, the scene before everyone's eyes suddenly became clear.

This is a vast, hidden realm.

The air was filled with a dense martial spirit power that was almost condensed into water droplets.

The so-called Martial Soul Power is the product of a third-tier martial artist's fusion of Qi and Blood, True Qi, and Spirit, forming a unified whole.

And here, they're everywhere!

In the center of the secret realm is a huge circular pool of spiritual liquid.

The pool water is divided into three colored rings, from the outside in: copper, silver, and gold.

The bronze section is the largest, with seventy lotus-shaped seats carved from white jade; the silver section has twenty seats; and the most central gold section has only ten seats.

"The Soul-Awakening Pool!"

A fanatical light shone in the eyes of the group of geniuses.

After cleansing one's soul here, the probability of awakening a high-quality martial soul when breaking through to the third tier can be greatly increased.

Before anyone could act, a green blur swept across the water, lightly touched the surface a few times, and landed steadily on the seat in the very center of the golden core area.

It was Xia Yuan.

He sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, as if everything around him was irrelevant to him.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Xia Yuan's three guards immediately dispersed, standing in a triangular formation at the edge of the Golden Pool.

The three of them simultaneously drew their long swords from their waists, the blades pulsating with true energy, and faced the more than ninety prodigies on the shore.

The head of the guards had a chilling gaze, and his voice boomed like a bell throughout the secret realm:

"Young Master Xia Yuan needs to focus all his efforts on advancing to the third tier; he cannot tolerate any distractions!"

"This time, Young Master Xia Yuan will be the first to undergo the purification process, occupying the golden seat."

"All unauthorized personnel, step back. You may enter the pool after the young master has finished his purification ritual!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"He's monopolizing the Awakening Pool? He's taking up one hundred of our spots?!"

"The Soul Awakening Pool only opens for three days each time. By the time he finishes his cleansing, it will take at least two days. What's the point of us cleansing then!"

"The Xia family is far too domineering! This is Shanghai Martial Arts University, not your Xia family's backyard!"

Several self-proclaimed elites from Shanghai, confident in their powerful backgrounds, protested loudly, their faces turning ashen.

They are also the chosen ones of various families or sects, so it's fine to be polite to them on ordinary days.

Now that their interests have been genuinely infringed upon, even a clay figure has a temper.

"overbearing?"

The guard leader sneered and vanished from his spot in an instant.

boom!

The air emitted a piercing sonic boom.

The prodigy who led the protest didn't even have time to react before his protective aura was shattered like paper with a single palm strike.

The guard leader gripped the man's face tightly with his large hand, slamming him hard onto the hard spirit stone ground.

Click!

The sound of a skull cracking is enough to make your teeth ache.

The guard leader stomped on the prodigy's chest, causing him to cough up blood and instantly lose consciousness.

Fresh blood flowed along the cracks in the spirit stone.

He slowly drew his long sword, raised it, and surveyed the now deathly silent crowd around him, coldly questioning:

"Now, does anyone have any objections?"

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The audience was silent.

Clearly, these three guards were specially trained by the Xia family to reach the limit of the secret realm's capacity. They were even given three extra purification qualifications to accompany them, just so that the family's younger generation could clear the area when they purified themselves.

If they continue to protest, they might end up like the person before, knocked unconscious, and might not even wake up by the time Xia Yuan finishes his cleansing. Not only would they waste their qualifications, but they wouldn't even get the cleansing.

The terrifying strength of a half-step third-tier cultivator, coupled with the Xia family's unbridled behavior, was like a bucket of ice water, completely extinguishing the anger in the hearts of everyone present.

The class divide was laid bare at this moment.

"I have a problem with that!"

Suddenly a sound rang out.

Yun Tianyi abruptly closed his folding fan, stepped forward from the crowd, pointed at Xia Yuan in the center of the golden pool, and shouted loudly:

"Xia Yuan! Stop putting on airs like you belong to the Xia family!"

"Your Xia family is one of the eighteen prominent families, and so is my Yun family. If Xia Yuan wants to monopolize the Soul Awakening Pool, I, Yun Tianyi, will be the first to object."

"Besides, the top-tier Soul Awakening Pool's cleansing effect is for five people at a time, so there's no extra benefit for you to monopolize it..."

Upon hearing that Yun Tianyi came from the Yun family, the three guards hesitated.

On the golden throne, Xia Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his indifferent voice ringing out: "Yun Tianyi? I've heard of your sister; she is indeed a terrifying genius."

"But you, a good-for-nothing from the Yun family, are already a sophomore and have only just managed to get through the Refinement stage once. What's the rush?"

Yun Tianyi wasn't angry. He smiled faintly and said, "What do you care if I'm a good-for-nothing? Let me tell you, if you dare to take over today, you're disrespecting the Yun family and breaking the rules of Shanghai!"

"I'll tell my sister later, and she'll definitely do a live stream and give you a good beating."

Upon hearing the words "my sister," Xia Yuan's pupils trembled slightly.

The atmosphere within the secret realm instantly froze.

Clearly, the older sister Yun Tianyi mentioned wields immense power among the younger generation in Shanghai, even making the arrogant Xia Yuan wary of her.

There was silence for a moment.

Xia Yuan waved his hand impatiently.

"Let him in."

Upon hearing this, the guard leader sheathed his long sword and coldly made way for him.

Yun Tianyi remained motionless, pointed to Feng Mo beside him, and said calmly, "Not only me, but also my brothers, will be entering the Golden Seat for purification!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yuan looked past Yun Tianyi and landed on Feng Mo.

To be precise, it landed on Feng Mo's martial arts uniform on his chest—where the words "Ning City No. 1 Middle School" were printed.

"stop."

Xia Yuan's voice was as cold as ice.

Yun Tianyi paused, frowning, and said, "Xia Yuan, what are you trying to do?!"

Xia Yuan ignored Yun Tianyi and instead looked down at Feng Mo with the same disdainful gaze one would give someone trash, as if he were in a high position and looking down at him condescendingly.

"You can go in." Xia Yuan pointed at Yun Tianyi, then moved his finger to Feng Mo, "but he can't."

"Someone from a remote, small town, with no connections, dares to sit with me?"

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Xia Yuan's lips, his voice echoing through the secret realm:

"Now, get back to the shore right now. If you dare to step into the Golden Pool, I'll break your legs."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding prodigies all cast sympathetic glances at Feng Mo.

In their view, this unknown high school student must be a genius from some province.

But in Shanghai, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie low.

Yun Tianyi was furious.

"Xia Yuan! Don't go too far! Brother Feng is someone my great-great-aunt personally entrusted to take care of! If you dare to touch him, you're slapping my great-great-aunt in the face!"

Yun Tianyi got anxious and directly invoked Yun Wanrou's name.

At that moment, a hand with distinct knuckles pressed down on his shoulder.

Yun Tianyi turned his head and froze.

Feng Mo stood beside him, his expression unusually calm.

There was no anger at being humiliated, not even the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

"Brother Feng, you..." Yun Tianyi was somewhat taken aback.

Feng Mo bypassed Yun Tianyi and stared directly at Xia Yuan in the center of the Golden Pool.

Seeing that Feng Mo had stopped Yun Tianyi, Xia Yuan's contempt deepened, and he couldn't help but sneer:

"It seems you know the rules better than Yun Tianyi."

"Inferior people should have the awareness of inferior people. Be a sensible dog, at least you can save your legs."

Xia Yuan closed his eyes again, as if looking at Feng Mo even once more would dirty his eyes.

Feng Mo slowly turned his neck, producing a crisp sound of bones grinding together.

He looked at Xia Yuan, the corners of his mouth slowly turning upwards, forming a chilling arc.

It's like... the uncontrollable fervor and excitement a hunter feels when he sees his most prized prey.

"You fucking bastard, I've been putting up with you for ages!"

Feng Mo's voice started softly, but the last few words were like a thunderclap.

The moment the words fell.

Feng Mo's knees were slightly bent.

boom!

The incredibly hard spirit stone ground beneath his feet shattered into countless dust particles as if struck by a heavy meteorite!

A surge of extremely violent blood energy, mixed with dazzling five-colored lightning, erupted from Feng Mo's body and soared into the sky!

Second-tier SSS-level perfect movement technique - Riding the Dragon and Soaring the Wind!

Roar--!

With a deafening roar, two divine dragons, one black and one white, formed from the Five Elements Thunder Control True Qi, appeared out of thin air beneath Feng Mo's feet.

Two dragons coiled around each other, supporting Feng Mo's body.

An explosive burst of extreme speed that defies the laws of physics!

The distance of a hundred meters seemed to disappear beneath Feng Mo's feet.

The air was instantly torn apart, forming a visible white airflow channel that shot straight towards the center of the pool.

"presumptuous!"

"court death!"

The three half-step third-tier guards standing at the edge of the Golden Pool were shocked.

They never expected that this seemingly unremarkable high school student would dare to take the initiative and unleash such terrifying power!

The three roared in unison, drew their longswords, and three streaks of sword light intertwined to form a deadly net, descending upon Feng Mo.

"roll."

Feng Mo's eyes were indifferent; he didn't even glance at the three blade beams that were enough to kill a peak second-tier cultivator.

The five unfathomable SSS-level Qi Seas within his body were operating wildly, and lightning crackled all around him.

SSS-level martial skill - Five Elements Thunder Dragon Transformation!

Five illusory five-colored thunder dragons, each a hundred meters long, instantly materialized around Feng Mo, carrying a violent aura capable of destroying everything, and crashed into the three guards.

There was no clash of techniques, no stalemate of internal energy.

Only overwhelming power can crush it!

Click! Click! Click!

The three longswords, crafted from special alloys, shattered like fragile glass the moment they came into contact with the five-colored thunder dragon.

"What?!"

The guard leader's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

That overwhelming power of true energy was something no second-tier martial artist could possess!

boom! boom! boom!

The aftershocks of the Five Elements Thunder Dragon struck the three men squarely in the chests without any doubt.

Three Xia family guards, who were at the half-step third level, coughed up blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and flew backward like kites with broken strings.

It flew dozens of meters away and crashed heavily into the outermost copper pool, creating a large splash. Its fate is unknown.

Sold out instantly!

The entire room fell silent.

All the prodigies from other provinces, including Yun Tianyi, stared wide-eyed at the scene, their minds blank.

Those are three half-step third-tier powerhouses!

Just like that... he was instantly killed? He didn't even manage to block for a second?

In the center of the Golden Pool.

The sarcasm on Xia Yuan's face had not yet completely faded.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and what came into view was Feng Mo's face, which was very close to his, with a ferocious smile.

It was like teleportation!

The speed was terrifying, so fast that even he, a peak second-tier cultivator, couldn't react!

"You..." Xia Yuan's heart trembled violently, and he was about to activate his Wood Spirit True Qi to counterattack.

A slender, fair hand had gripped his neck tightly like an iron clamp.

The terrifying physical strength poured out from Feng Mo's fingers.

Xia Yuan felt his cervical vertebrae groaning under the unbearable pressure. His internal energy was instantly suppressed by this tyrannical force, and he couldn't mobilize even a trace of it.

Whoosh!

Feng Mo used one hand to forcefully pull Xia Yuan up from his seat in the Golden Pool, leaving him suspended in mid-air.

Xia Yuan's feet left the ground as he struggled frantically, desperately trying to pry Feng Mo's wrists open, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree—he couldn't budge an inch.

The intense feeling of suffocation turned his face purple-red, and his former arrogance turned into horror and fear.

"You just said..."

Feng Mo tilted his head slightly, looked at Xia Yuan who was being held in his hand like a dead dog, and grinned wildly:

"Who are the inferior people?"