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

Inside the peak examination hall, time flowed slowly.

Feng Mo sat alone on the throne, like an ancient deity, closing his eyes to meditate.

Five hundred-meter-long thunder dragons silently roamed within his designated territory, acting as the most loyal hunting dogs, ruthlessly driving away and eliminating any candidates who tried to approach.

Occasionally, a third-tier candidate would manage to sneak in, but Feng Mo was too lazy to get up.

He merely exchanged a few blows from a distance, using his "Fiery Eyes" to see through the opponent's techniques and skills, and after taking advantage of them, he casually smashed them and teleported them out of the game.

The process was tedious, but it was also enjoyable and relaxing.

Inside the examination hall, all was silent, but outside, the playground of Ning City No. 1 Middle School was already in an uproar.

The recruitment teams from nearly a hundred martial arts universities across the country packed this small space to capacity.

The team leaders were all directors or deputy directors of the admissions offices of various schools, each a big shot whose every move could shake the martial arts world.

At this moment, they stood in a circle, arguing heatedly, looking just like a group of vendors in a vegetable market.

The focus, naturally, is on the four top martial arts schools in Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen, and Kunlun, which hold the reins of martial arts education in China.

"Wang Chong, don't go too far! There's an order to things, and we from Shenzhen University were the first to arrive!"

Liao Binghan, the admissions director of Shenzhen Martial Arts University, was a beautiful woman who still retained her charm. At this moment, her eyebrows were raised, and her azure martial soul power rippled around her, causing the air temperature to drop several degrees.

Wang Chong, a burly man with a fiery temper, scoffed upon hearing this, and his crimson martial spirit power blazed forth:

"Liao Binghan, don't give me that crap! This kind of once-in-a-millennium talent, whoever gets there first can snag her? Do you think it's like queuing up to buy cabbage?"

"If we're going to follow the rules, then our Capital Martial Arts University should have priority. As the face of the nation, it should rightfully attract the strongest geniuses!"

"fart!"

Meng Jinshan, from Kunlun Martial Arts University, dressed in a simple, ancient robe, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance, couldn't help but swear at this moment.

He was burly, with a booming voice, and his golden martial spirit power was as heavy as a mountain.

"Feng Mo is a calm and composed young man with a solid foundation, perfectly suited to the path of Kunlun Martial Arts University! Don't let your bureaucratic ways in the capital hinder his cultivation!"

The admissions directors of the other dozens of top-tier and second-tier martial arts universities could only watch from the sidelines, without even having the right to speak up.

They knew in their hearts that this level of prodigy was beyond what they could acquire by simply throwing resources at them.

I came here just to try my luck. What if this monster has some special fetish and likes the city where their school is located?

This kind of thing has happened before in history.

"What's all the noise about? Is it even interesting?"

A cool, slightly mocking voice rang out.

Yun Wanrou, having somehow acquired a cup of hot tea, slowly walked to the center of the circle and gently blew on it.

"You want to poach our employees? I'll give you that chance."

"But since neither of us can convince the other, and both feel they are the most qualified to meet Feng Mo first, then why not... let's settle this with our skills?"

Her eyes swept over the three men.

"Whoever wins goes first. The loser, well, they'll have to wait their turn, how about that?"

These words were like a spark that instantly ignited a powder keg.

Wang Chong was the first to respond, his large, bell-like eyes glaring at the other two, his fighting spirit blazing:

"Professor Yun is right! In the world of martial arts, strength ultimately prevails! A prodigy like Feng Mo deserves to be recruited by whoever has the strongest fist! Liao Binghan, Meng Jinshan, do you two dare to accept the challenge?"

"What is there to be afraid of!"

Liao Binghan sneered, and with a swift movement, she transformed into a streak of blue light and soared into the sky.

"That's exactly what I was thinking!"

Meng Jinshan laughed loudly, and golden light burst forth beneath his feet as he rose into the air.

Wang Chong laughed heartily, his body erupting with crimson flames, and followed closely behind.

Residents near Ning City No. 1 Middle School felt three terrifying pressures coming from above. When they looked up, they were horrified to find that the clouds were violently torn apart 10,000 meters above the ground.

A gigantic, ice-blue serpent, hundreds of meters tall, coiled in the sky, its forked tongue flicking out, causing the air to condense into countless ice crystals.

A golden lion of equal size roared to the sky, its sound waves visible to the naked eye, causing the space to hum.

There was also a crimson demonic ape engulfed in raging flames, pounding its chest, each blow causing the sky to tremble violently.

Three enormous Martial Soul Dharma Images!

This is a technique that only a fifth-order Dharma Aspect Realm expert can use!

The ice serpent lashed its tail, tearing through the sky; the golden lion pounced, its claws ripping apart the sea of ​​clouds; the fire ape swung its fist, each strike carrying the power of a meteorite impact.

High in the sky, elements went berserk, and the aftershocks of energy raged, forming a dazzling yet deadly aurora.

Fortunately, all three of them retained a shred of rationality and chose to fight at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Otherwise, the aftershocks of the battle alone would have been enough to raze half of Ning City to the ground.

"Good heavens... To snatch a single student, the admissions directors of three top martial arts universities, three fifth-level Dharma Aspect Realm experts, are actually fighting in the sky?"

"They've gone mad! Everyone's gone mad! This seal of ink is truly in high demand!"

"Where's Shanghai Martial Arts University? Why is there no news? Wasn't Professor Yun stirring things up just now?"

"I heard... Shanghai Martial Arts University has been in private contact with Feng Mo for some time now. These three companies are trying to poach his talent!"

The admissions officers on the ground were buzzing with discussion, their eyes filled with a mixture of shock, envy, and a hint of fear.

Just as the battle in the sky was becoming increasingly intense and the outcome was about to be decided.

A will that transcends words descended silently.

It was a power that transcended mere pressure, almost like the "rules" themselves.

The originally raging ice, fire, and metal elemental energies were instantly calmed down by an invisible hand, becoming as docile as lambs.

The three once-arrogant Martial Soul Avatars, upon contact with this will, simultaneously let out a mournful cry, their bodies trembling violently, on the verge of collapse.

High in the sky, Wang Chong, Liao Binghan, and Meng Jinshan all turned deathly pale.

A mouthful of blood welled up in their throats, but they forced it back down.

Their martial spirits were easily suppressed!

This is the domain power of a sixth-tier expert!

A vast and ancient voice, carrying the power of heaven and earth's punishment, resounded directly in their minds.

"Who gave you the audacity to wage war over the base city?"

"If you don't stop now, you'll taste my lightning punishment."

The three were terrified and dared not hesitate for a moment. They quickly withdrew their martial spirit forms and descended from the sky in a disheveled state, landing in unison on the playground of Ning City No. 1 Middle School.

In the center of the playground, Li Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, his face stern.

He was simply standing there, yet he became the absolute center of this world, and the invisible pressure made the three fifth-level powerhouses not even dare to raise their heads.

"Lei... Lei Jun."

Wang Chong's Adam's apple bobbed as he struggled to utter two words, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"We were rash, please forgive us!" Liao Binghan and Meng Jinshan also bowed deeply, adopting extremely humble postures.

Lei Jun!

A hundred years ago, on the shores of the East China Sea, he was an unparalleled killing god who single-handedly repelled a tide of demons!

Although it is rumored that his martial soul foundation has been broken and his strength is only 30% left, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. The terrifying domain that instantly suppressed the three of them was clearly the genuine power of the sixth rank!

Li Changqing's gaze swept over the three faces one by one, and he said calmly, "You've come for Feng Mo?"

The three of them felt their hearts pounding and nodded hurriedly.

"To tell you the truth," Li Changqing's tone left no room for argument, "Feng Mo has already chosen Shanghai Martial Arts University, and that won't change. However..."

He then changed the subject.

"You may choose to invest and forge a good relationship with him. I know him very well, and your investment today will surely bring you a thousandfold return in the future."

That's all I have to say. The choice is yours.

After saying that, Li Changqing turned to leave.

"Lei Jun!" Wang Chong exclaimed hurriedly, "What...what is your relationship with Feng Mo?"

Li Changqing paused, but didn't turn around: "I consider him half a guide."

"Then do you know what he lacks most right now?"

Before Li Changqing could speak, Yun Wanrou suddenly interjected with a smile, "We lack materials for forging Martial Soul Armor, and they must be SSS-grade. As for the rest, our Shanghai Martial Arts University can provide them."

Upon hearing this, Li Changqing nodded, tacitly agreeing: "Professor Yun is right. Feng Mo's awakened martial soul is SSS-level. Apart from the most top-tier materials, the Shanghai Martial Arts University has more than enough resources to satisfy him."

SSS-level Martial Soul!

These five words were like a heavy hammer blow, striking Wang Chong and his two companions hard in the heart.

Throughout the entire martial arts exam, even when he was overwhelming the four holy land successors—Wang Yan, Jian Zhanxiao, Zhou Pojun, and Ling Qinghan—Feng Mo never used his martial spirit.

They originally thought that Feng Mo's martial spirit might only be S-level, or even A-level, which is why he specialized in physical body and true qi.

Who would have thought that his unsheathed sword was the sharpest!

Physical body, comprehension, true qi, martial spirit... all top-tier configurations!

Does this guy even allow other people to live?

The three of them exchanged a glance, and each saw deep bitterness and helplessness in the other's eyes.

Poaching them is completely out of the question.

With Yun Wanrou guarding the martial arts university in Shanghai, and Lei Jun, the god of death, also in charge, who would dare to use force?

It seems that we have no choice but to follow Li Changqing's suggestion: to spend money to avoid disaster, or rather, to invest in the future.