High Martial Arts: My Martial Talent Increases Year by Year
Chapter 28

Early Admission!

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Hong Yi stood with his arms folded across his chest, his muscular frame like a sculpture. His eyes were sharp as knives, fixed intently on the small figure in the arena.

He admitted that the kid's Qi and Blood value was monstrous.

But when it came to his martial arts realm, he didn't believe it!

A person's energy was limited. At eight years old, raising his Qi and Blood to fifty-seven calories would have exhausted all his potential. How could he have found the time to temper a fist technique a thousand times over?

"Hmph, putting on a mysterious act."

"A high Qi and Blood value doesn't mean his fist technique realm is high. Just watch. I doubt he's even reached minor accomplishment."

"Exactly. He was probably built up with a mountain of medicine. His foundation's shaky; one poke and he'll fall apart."

After a brief silence, muted jeers rang out again.

The examinees Chen Fan had utterly crushed in the Qi and Blood test desperately needed an outlet to prove that this eight-year-old monster was not invincible.

The stern examiner frowned slightly as well.

In his eyes, Chen Fan's casual stance really was a little too arrogant.

Then Chen Fan moved.

He assumed no stance, nor did he even draw on the surging Qi and Blood within him.

He merely raised his small arm with complete casualness and slowly thrust a straight punch into the empty space before him.

Five Elements Fist, its most basic move—the Geng Metal Fist.

His movement was as slow as an old man exercising in the park at dawn; his force was as light as children playing around.

The punch left everyone who had been watching in anticipation bitterly disappointed.

"Tch, that's it?"

The jeering had barely begun when, in the very next instant, an invisible hand clamped tight around its throat!

A sudden change erupted!

The instant that tender fist reached the halfway point of its thrust—

Hummm!

With the leading edge of his fist at the center, the air ahead of it warped strangely, rippling like water in a distortion visible to the naked eye!

Immediately afterward, an invisible aura descended with a roar!

Five nascent forms of intent, utterly distinct and even mutually restraining, were perfectly blended into that unremarkable straight punch by a force of unfathomable mystery, revolving without end, generating life ceaselessly!

The aura enveloped the entire arena.

In an instant, every examinee felt their breath catch. The Qi and Blood racing through their bodies seemed to freeze, and their minds briefly went blank!

It was as though they were no longer facing an eight-year-old child.

But an ancient god who wielded the laws of the five elements, whose every word carried the force of law!

"Intent... it's the nascent form of intent! The five elements revolving... th-this is..."

The middle-aged examiner, who had remained as cold as an iceberg throughout, cried out in shock. The ice on his perpetually impassive face melted in an instant, replaced by utter astonishment and fervor!

He saw it clearly!

This had long since surpassed perfection!

This was the Pinnacle Realm, which surpassed perfection and touched the threshold of Law Follows Intent!

Thud!

An examinee with a weaker mind could not withstand the pressure of that fist intent. His legs gave way, and he collapsed straight to the floor, his face drained of color.

Hong Yi, whose towering build resembled an iron tower, seemed to have been struck by lightning, his body frozen in place.

In his wild, confident eyes, all his fighting spirit, scrutiny, and unwillingness were shattered in an instant, leaving only the shock of having his understanding overturned and a sense of defeat.

In his own eyes, his Hong Fist at the perfection realm was already the pinnacle among his peers.

But compared with the pinnacle fist intent before him, it was like a child's scribble beside a famous painting passed down through the ages!

The difference between heaven and earth!

Meanwhile, in the main monitoring room at Jiangnan No. 1 High School.

Clack!

Wei Tianlong shot to his feet, the force of his movement even knocking the alloy chair beneath him to the floor.

He accidentally overturned the supreme-grade spirit tea in front of him, splashing scalding tea over his hand, but he did not notice at all.

His hawk-like eyes were bloodshot and red as he stared at the slow-motion replay the system had automatically enlarged on the screen. In a trembling voice that was almost a roar, he whispered:

"Pinnacle Realm!"

"Eight years old... and at the Pinnacle Realm!"

He could no longer remain seated.

The composure and authority befitting the head of the admissions office were completely torn to shreds at that moment!

He spun around and charged out of the office like a madman, roaring into the communicator on his wrist with all his strength:

"Exam hall A-37! Security team! Every instructor on campus! Come with me to exam hall A-37, now!"

"Seal off the area! No one is allowed in or out!"

Inside the exam hall.

Chen Fan slowly withdrew his fist. The terrifying fist intent that had enveloped the entire arena vanished in an instant, as though it had never appeared.

He was still that same calm child.

But now, no one dared look at him as a child.

Their gazes were filled with awe and fear, as though they were looking at a god, at a monster.

Boom!!

With an enormous crash, the exam hall's immensely heavy alloy doors were smashed open from outside by a violent force!

Wei Tianlong, director of the admissions office, charged in with several teachers whose powerful auras were as deep as an abyss, like a pack of fierce tigers bursting into a sheepfold.

Ignoring the dumbstruck, stern examiner and the flock of stupefied examinees, he immediately fixed his crimson eyes on Chen Fan in the center of the hall.

The next second, he flashed forward and appeared directly in front of Chen Fan.

His dignified face was even somewhat distorted with extreme excitement.

"I am Wei Tianlong, director of admissions at Jiangnan No. 1 High School!"

"Now, in my personal capacity and with the highest authorization of the Jiangnan No. 1 High School board of directors, I formally announce!"

He took a deep breath, and his voice rang throughout the hall, full of unquestionable resolve.

"Student Chen Fan, you! Have been admitted!"

"Effective immediately! All subsequent assessments are waived!"

The moment he spoke, the entire hall fell deathly silent!

Everyone was scared out of their wits by this unprecedented, downright outrageous scene!

An independent admissions exam, halted halfway through?

The director personally coming to snatch a student?

Nothing like this had happened in Jiangnan No. 1 High School's nearly ten-year history!

Hong Yi looked at the small figure surrounded by a group of teachers with terrifying auras, like stars gathered around the moon. He clenched his fists, his sharp nails digging deep into his palms, drawing thin traces of blood.

He felt like a joke.

All his pride, all the attention he had drawn, all his confidence...

Had been crushed to pieces by that eight-year-old figure with one utterly ordinary punch.

Outside the exam hall, in the vast waiting area.

Principal Li Guangming was boasting, spittle flying, to Zhang Jianguo, the principal of another Martial Dao elementary school and his old classmate.

"Old Zhang, I'm not just bragging, but a true prodigy has appeared in our East Sea this year! I'm telling you, he's bound to amaze everyone in this admissions exam!"

Li Guangming's face was full of smugness. He lowered his voice, acting mysterious.

Just then, not far away, the alloy doors marked exam hall A-37 slowly opened with a low hum.

Under the gazes of hundreds of people in the waiting area, a small figure was the first to walk out through the doors.

It was Chen Fan.

The smile on Li Guangming's face froze in an instant.

His brain buzzed. He felt as though he had been struck by lightning, and the color drained from his face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All that remained in his heart was a sinking feeling, as though he had plunged into an ice cavern ten thousand feet deep.

He came out?

He was the first... to come out?

It was over!

He'd been eliminated!

"Oh, old Li."

"Is this the peerless prodigy you said would... amaze everyone?"

Zhang Jianguo's voice sounded beside Li Guangming's ear.

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