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

The peak examination room, central area.

This is a vast and ancient plain.

The sky was clear.

The throne in the center, made of an unknown crystal, reflected a dazzling golden light in the sunlight.

call out!

A piercing shriek tore through the air, growing louder as it approached.

A phantom image of a divine dragon, interwoven with black and white, streaked across the sky.

On the dragon's head, Feng Mo stood with his hands behind his back.

He activated the perfected "Riding the Dragon and Soaring Through the Wind" technique, traveling at supersonic speeds, and in just over half an hour, he traversed thousands of kilometers from the edge of the examination hall to reach this final battleground.

The spectator area was completely silent.

All the professors from martial arts universities and high-ranking officials from various factions leaned forward from their seats, staring intently at the figure flying on a dragon on the main screen.

"Flying...flying through the air?!"

A professor from Wuhan University in Shacheng spoke in a trembling voice, splashing water from his thermos.

"What a joke! His file says he's at the second level of True Qi Realm! How could someone at the second level possibly fly? That's a realm that only those at the fifth level can reach!"

"No, look, what's beneath his feet is a dragon shadow condensed from true qi, not the power of a martial spirit!"

"He... he achieved flight using True Qi Realm martial arts techniques! Such astonishing talent is truly terrifying!"

Exclamations erupted throughout the VIP seating area.

Using true qi to fly is even more outrageous than fifth-level flying.

This requires an abnormally large amount of true qi and exquisite control, which is theoretically impossible to achieve!

It's like, no matter how strong a person is, they can't lift themselves up.

In the VIP section, Ling Sushuang's previously composed expression froze completely.

Her heart pounded as she watched the boy riding a dragon on the screen.

She suddenly felt that her resources from those bets might be in jeopardy.

Yun Wanrou picked up her teacup, blew on it to cool it down, and glanced at Ling Sushuang beside her.

"Elder Ling, it's not too late to admit defeat now. Considering our years of friendship, I can charge you one less sixth-tier resource."

Ling Sushuang suddenly came to her senses and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, it's nothing more than a peculiar movement technique!"

"The real battle comes down to the raw power of martial spirit and cultivation! My Qinghan's SSS-level Xuanbing martial spirit is the best counter to speed-type martial artists, so he might not lose to him!"

She told herself that Wang Yan lost to Feng Mo because he was too careless.

Qinghan never underestimates his opponents, and with his recent breakthrough, he may very well be a match for Feng Mo!

Yun Wanrou smiled and didn't say anything more, turning her gaze back to the screen.

Inside the examination room.

Feng Mo leaped down from the black and white dragon and landed steadily in front of the throne.

He glanced at the throne, which emanated strange energy fluctuations, and then plopped down on it.

hum-

All the candidates' combat watches vibrated simultaneously.

The list, which was originally sorted alphabetically by last name, has undergone a dramatic change.

[Peak Player: Feng Mo (Ningshi No.1 Middle School)]

Second place: Sword Slashes the Sky (Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land), 663 kilometers from the Throne

[Third Place: Ling Qinghan (Mysterious Ice Holy Land), 789 kilometers from the Throne]

[Fourth Place: Zhou Pojun (Ziwei Sacred Land), 812 kilometers from the Throne]

……

A brand-new distance-based ranking mechanism has been activated.

At the same time, on the armrest of the throne, a pill the size of a pigeon egg, flowing with a golden luster, materialized out of thin air.

Combat Power Enhancement Pill.

Feng Mo picked up the pill and threw it directly into his mouth.

The elixir melted upon entering the mouth, transforming into a warm current that flowed into the limbs and bones.

He clearly felt that his physical body, true energy, and even mental strength had all received a temporary boost.

"A free buff, why not take it?"

Feng Mo muttered something to himself, then leaned lazily against the wide back of the throne, resting his face on his hand with his eyes closed.

He's not in a hurry.

Since everyone is heading in this direction, he'll wait at the finish line.

This also saves the trouble of searching for prey.

The waiting process was somewhat boring, so Feng Mo focused his mind and began to examine the two new talents unlocked after the Great Sage Equaling Heaven Martial Soul was upgraded.

I was in a bit of a rush beforehand and haven't had a chance to check it yet.

[Talent Four: Fiery Eyes! Effect: A pair of fiery eyes that see through heaven and earth, able to see through any illusion or deception, discerning truth from falsehood; demonic energy has nowhere to hide before you. Any opponent who fights you will instantly reveal the essence and flaws of all their martial arts techniques, and you will directly grasp the basics.]

[Talent Five: The Ruyi Jingu Bang! Effect: This divine staff, capable of stabilizing the seas and stirring up the universe, is the innate weapon of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven's martial soul. Its size can be adjusted at will, and its mass is limitless. It can be charged with martial soul power; the longer the charge time, the greater the power of the Ruyi Jingu Bang, with no upper limit to its attack power!]

After reading the introduction, Feng Mo felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

abnormal.

With its keen eyesight, it can be described as the most advanced combat analysis instrument and learning machine.

They can see through illusions, spot flaws, and even steal skills during battles.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang (Monkey King's Staff) is even more simple and brutal.

Its "unlimited attack power" determines its devastating potential.

Feng Mo's five SSS-level Qi Seas, integrated through the "Five Elements Thunder Control True Scripture," have long since formed a perpetual motion characteristic of mutual generation and endless cycle among the five elements.

True Qi and Martial Soul Power recover extremely quickly.

In theory, as long as he controls the output and recovery of his martial soul power to be balanced, he can charge up the golden cudgel for an infinite amount of time.

This kind of martial soul talent is totally at the level of a powerful move!

Time passed second by second.

One power-enhancing pill is condensed every ten minutes on the throne.

Feng Mo popped one candy after another into his mouth, just like eating candy beans.

An hour later.

As he swallowed the sixth pill, a sharp sword light appeared on the distant horizon.

The sword light pierced through the air and hovered a hundred meters away from the throne.

The light dissipated.

A young man dressed in a white sword robe, with an aloof expression, appeared.

He stood on a three-foot-long sword, its blade gleaming with sharp light, which lifted him more than a meter off the ground.

Sword Slayer, a successor of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords.

Feng Mo opened his eyes and curiously examined the flying sword beneath the other's feet.

Sword Slashing the Sky's icy voice rang out.

"An unknown nobody dares to covet the throne of ultimate supremacy?"

"Those who know what's good for them, get off now. The ultimate ownership of this throne will only be decided between me and Zhou Pojun."

Feng Mo ignored his words and instead asked, "Is that what you're standing on, flying on a sword?"

Jian Zhanxiao frowned and explained arrogantly.

"This is the secret of my Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land, the Sword Control Technique. Only those who have awakened a sword-type martial soul of S rank or above after reaching the third rank can cultivate it."

"Throughout the entire Great Xia Dynasty, only the Myriad Swords Holy Land can fly before reaching the fifth rank!"

Feng Mo nodded knowingly: "Oh, there's something there."

It was as bland as someone saying the weather was nice today.

Jian Zhanxiao's expression darkened.

Feng Mo remained seated calmly on the throne, showing no intention of leaving.

"Do you really intend to continue occupying the throne?"

Sword Slashes the Night, its voice turning cold.

"If it were Wang Yan from the Burning Heaven Holy Land, your limbs would already be charred. Do you really think I, Jian Zhanxiao, wouldn't use my full strength?"

Feng Mo yawned and stood up from the throne.

He stretched his limbs and looked at the other person.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Before he finished speaking, he casually waved his right hand.

roar--!!!

A dragon's roar exploded!

Five ferocious thunder dragons, each nearly a hundred meters long, in gold, cyan, black, red, and yellow, materialized behind him out of thin air.

The thunder dragon roared and tore through the air as it pounced towards Jian Zhanxiao!

Sword Slashes the Night with a mocking expression.

"A mere second-tier martial art, manipulating true energy to take form, is nothing but a trivial skill!"

"Before the absolute power of a martial spirit, no matter how much true energy you have, or how large the dragon shape you condense, it's as fragile as paper!"

"Let me show you what the power of the Holy Land truly is!"

He formed a sword incantation with his hands, and a giant sword spirit phantom, tens of meters tall, suddenly appeared behind him!

"cut!"

The giant sword spirit met the five thunder dragons head-on.

boom!

The giant sword martial spirit clashed violently with the Gengjin white dragon that was charging at the forefront.

The moment they made contact, the giant sword spirit let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

The sword was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks!

"What?!" Jian Zhanxiao exclaimed in shock.

With a flick of its tail, the Gengjin White Dragon lashed out, striking the giant sword spirit fiercely.

Click!

The giant sword's martial spirit shattered upon impact, turning into countless points of light.

The other four dragons had already pounced close.

The Gui Water Black Dragon bit into his protective sword aura.

The Azure Dragon of Wood and the Crimson Dragon of Fire instantly wrapped around his arms.

The Earth Dragon rose from below, locking his legs in place.

"No--!"

Sword Slashes the Sky and roars.

The terrifying force tightened instantly.

Stab it!

The cracking sound of bones breaking and the tearing sound of flesh rang out simultaneously.

A second before the limbs were about to be torn off, the combat watch triggered its protection mechanism.

hum!

A flash of white light, and Jian Zhanxiao's figure disappeared from the spot.

Only a mournful scream remained, echoing across the plain.

Feng Mo withdrew his hand, and the five thunder dragons disappeared into his body.

He pursed his lips and sat back down on the throne.

"These geniuses from powerful forces are all arrogant and have some kind of mental illness. They only behave when they get a good beating."

[Ding! Sword Slayer, successor of the Myriad Swords Holy Land, was instantly killed by you. His mentality has shattered, and his defense penetration points have increased by 3000!]