You are my Jiang Li's sister

Inside Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall, seven or eight students stood together.

Upon hearing Jiang Li's words, the boy who had just spoken immediately burst out laughing.

"You'll spar with me? Don't think being a senior means you can lord it over me."

As he spoke, the boy circulated his cultivation technique, unleashing his full qi and blood. A powerful aura swept forth.

"Ninth Grade Peak?!"

Inside the martial arts hall, quite a few people immediately sensed it, astonishment appearing on their faces.

They knew the boy. His name was Wang Haichao, a second-year student from Third High School.

But they had never expected Wang Haichao to have broken through to Ninth Grade Peak.

At seventeen, reaching Ninth Grade Peak meant there was a strong chance he could break through to the eighth grade before the college entrance exams.

The Eighth-grade Martial Artist who served as an instructor at the hall could not help shaking his head.

"This kid... I told him to hide his strength, yet he's still so impulsive." He gave Jiang Li a sympathetic look.

Though Jiang Li was a year older, on the Martial Path, strength reigned supreme. Being a year older was not necessarily an advantage.

Jiang Li strode forward. Feeling Wang Haichao's aura, he could not help but smile.

"Ninth Grade Peak? Is that supposed to be impressive?"

With that, a terrifying aura emerged from his eyes.

Boom!

In an instant, everyone on the first floor of the martial arts hall felt the immense oppressive force radiating from Jiang Li.

To ordinary people, the aura of an Eighth Grade Peak was already the pinnacle.

Wang Haichao, who had just been brimming with imposing momentum, instantly wilted, a flicker of fear appearing in his eyes.

"How is that possible?!"

Before his words had even faded, Jiang Li's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Wang Haichao.

Phantom Shadow Maze Steps!

Before Wang Haichao could even see clearly, a hand was already pressed against his face.

"If you dare bully my sister again, I'll slaughter you!"

With just those words, his palm exerted a slight force. With a bang, Wang Haichao was sent sprawling, smashed flying through the air.

Wang Haichao's body soared high, then bounced several times across the martial arts hall floor before he passed out.

Jiang Li looked toward the students beside Wang Haichao, revealing a smile that made their blood run cold.

"Weren't you looking for a sparring partner? How about all of you come at me together!"

At his words, the others finally snapped back to their senses.

"Brother Chao!"

"What do we do?!"

"He's only one person. Could he really beat all of us?"

One student shouted, "He's only a year older than us. What's he putting on airs for?"

The instant his voice fell, they discovered that Jiang Li had vanished.

Before every one of them, a blurry shadow seemed to appear.

Then, before the remaining seven Ninth-Rank Martial Artist students could react, they were flung high into the air. Like Wang Haichao, they hit the ground and passed out.

The instructors at the hall had originally intended to stop him, but it was already too late.

At that moment, a figure appeared before the instructor as well.

The next instant, his chest violently jolted. A fist mark surfaced upon it, and the intense impact rolled his eyes white as he was sent flying backward with the students. After twitching a few times, he went still.

Only after finishing all this did Jiang Li clap his hands.

He swept his gaze around. Throughout the entire first floor of Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall, even the martial arts instructors who were Eighth-grade Martial Artists had flickering eyes and did not dare meet his gaze.

Jiang Qi was completely stunned as well. She looked at Jiang Li standing proudly within Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall, his figure overlapping with the one from her childhood—the figure that had stood up to protect her.

Suddenly, Jiang Qi came back to her senses and immediately ran over.

"Brother, you need to leave, now."

An anxious expression covered Jiang Qi's face. Jiang Li had beaten both students and instructors at Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall—how could Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall possibly let him off?

After all, as Beihe City's largest martial arts hall, Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall did not merely have Eighth-grade Martial Artists. It also had seventh-grade fighters, while its hall master was a sixth-grade Martial Dao Master.

Yet Jiang Li merely smiled indifferently, placing a hand on Jiang Qi's head.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Remember, you are Jiang Li's little sister. If anyone dares bully you again..."

"I'll beat him to death!"

At those words, Jiang Qi burst into tears with a wail.

No matter how sensible she was, she was still only a second-year high school girl.

Back when Jiang Li had fallen out with the family, he called home every day demanding repayment, and people had even gone to the school looking for her.

She had endured all of it while terrified, forcing herself to stay strong.

She suddenly threw herself into Jiang Li's arms, as though she wanted to return every bit of that grievance to him.

"What happened!?"

A cold shout rang out. Then, an invisible aura descended upon everyone's heads.

It was as if they had been targeted by some monstrous beast.

"Hall Master!"

The people from Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall looked over and immediately cried out in alarm.

Someone promptly reported what had just happened, naturally adding a measure of bias to the account.

Yuan Tianhe frowned tightly. As a Sixth-grade Martial Arts Master, he walked steadily up to Jiang Li.

His eyes gleamed sharply, his blood qi surged within him, and he exerted an oppressive pressure upon Jiang Li.

"Was it you who injured the students of my Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall?"

Jiang Li remained calm as he looked at Yuan Tianhe and said lightly, "They wanted me to spar with them. I just didn't expect them to be so utterly fragile."

The moment those words came out, many people in Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall clicked their tongues in disbelief.

He still dared to be this arrogant before a Sixth-grade Martial Arts Master?

Yuan Tianhe snorted coldly, a faint red glow emerging over the surface of his body. "Then where is Zhao Ping?"

"You mean that martial arts hall instructor?" Jiang Li smiled faintly. "That was just something I did in passing."

Even Yuan Tianhe was starting to grow truly angry.

Even if Jiang Li was an eighteen-year-old Eighth Grade Peak martial artist, he was still far too arrogant.

But when he thought of Nanfang Martial Arts University, Yuan Tianhe narrowed his eyes. "Come with me."

With that, he turned and walked into Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall.

"Jiang Qi, wait for me here," Jiang Li said to his sister.

Jiang Qi nodded worriedly. Beside her, Yuan Kexin walked over with a smile to comfort her. "Don't worry. Your brother will be fine."

"Why?" Jiang Qi knew who Yuan Kexin was. Though they were in the same grade at school, the gap in their status and strength was enormous, and they were not familiar with each other.

"I can't tell you that. Just rest easy!" Yuan Kexin said with a grin. "I've wanted to beat up those little punks like Wang Haichao for ages."

"Your brother did great!"

With that, Yuan Kexin turned and ran after Jiang Li and Yuan Tianhe.

She also wanted to see just what Jiang Li was capable of that made even her father tolerate him so much.

If it had been anyone else, they would have had their legs broken and been thrown out long ago.

Was Beihe City's number one martial arts hall really so easy to bully?

Besides, she seemed to have heard of this Jiang Li before. Someone had come to the school to collect a debt from Jiang Qi because of this older brother.

After that, quite a few people had mocked Jiang Li as trash who owed money and refused to repay it.

With all kinds of thoughts swirling through her mind, she quickly arrived outside Heavenly River Martial Arts Hall's testing area.

It was a massive room, and the blood qi testing equipment was countless times better than that at Seventeenth High School.

This single machine alone probably cost tens of millions.

"If you want to join the hunting team, fine. First, let me see what kind of strength you have."

"Your teacher told me that you cultivate the Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art as well. Come on—circulate your blood qi with all your strength. Let me see what level you've reached."

Inside the testing room, Yuan Tianhe's voice sounded through the broadcast system.

Jiang Li stood in the testing room, watching the testing machine activate as a faint smile appeared on his face.

Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art, full power!