The Top-Tier Battle Physique, Nine Yang Fire, and the Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws

Early the next morning, the sky was slightly bright.

Chen Yan is full of expectations and ready to go out in high spirits.

However, as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by a figure.

"Mom, I can really go to school by myself..."

Chen Yan looked at Du Qionghua who had already changed his clothes and had an "I'll go with you" expression on his face, showing a helpless expression.

Du Qionghua took his hand as a matter of course. She liked the feel of his little hand so much.

Now Chen Yan's height has reached her shoulders, but she still habitually regards him as the little baby who needs constant protection.

"How can that be done?" Du Qionghua said, "Mom is worried about you being alone."

Chen Yan had no choice but to give up resistance and let her mother hold her hand.

In the early morning at Imperial Martial campus, the air is fresh and there are already many students doing morning exercises.

"Look, it's that kid!"

"Damn it, it's really him! The one who cracked No. 7 Vibranium Pile yesterday!"

"I heard that he is only four years old. Is it true?"

Along the way, all the students who had watched Martial Arts Arena yesterday or had seen the video on social media all gave Chen Yan their attention.

Many people even greeted him warmly from a distance.

"Good morning, little brother!"

Chen Yan himself didn't feel much at all, so he nodded politely in response.

On the contrary, Du Qionghua frowned more and more tightly, and held Chen Yan's hand tighter.

"Xiao Yan, if you meet a stranger who greets you on the street, don't ignore it, okay?" She lowered her voice and looked around warily, "If you are kidnapped, who will be your mother's son?"

Du Qionghua was murmuring in his heart.

Are all northerners so... no sense of boundaries?

Chen Yan Feeling my mother's nervousness, I felt a little funny and a little understanding.

I can't help it. The last time I was ambushed by gangsters at Jiang City, it really left a big psychological shadow on Du Qionghua.

"Although... it seems like I lured mom away..."

After finally reaching Grandmaster Class's exclusive Martial Arts Arena, Du Qionghua, I turned around and left.

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the venue.

The morning is a practical class.

As the saying goes, there is no warrior in his heart who is not wary.

At this moment, there were still ten minutes before the official start of class, and on the ring in the center of the venue, two figures were already fighting fiercely.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The muffled sound of fists and feet clashing was endless.

Chen Yan Take a closer look.

Oh, we are still acquaintances.

One of them is the Nine Yang Fire Body boy from yesterday, Li Mu.

At this time, Li Mu was naked from the waist up, with faint firelight flowing on his bronze skin, and traces of dried blood on his body. He had fierce eyes and was furiously attacking another person.

"This Li Mu is of Nine Yang Fire Body nature, and he really has a bad temper."

Chen Yan Standing far away, you can feel the scorching heat coming from the arena.

"This attack is quite powerful, but... it can't break the defense."

He saw it clearly.

Li Mu is fighting against a fat man in yellow.

The little fat man has a round figure and looks cute, but he has perfected his defensive skills.

No matter how Li Mu's fists fell like a violent storm, he just kept his stride and crossed his arms in front of him to block all the attacks.

Even though he was being beaten all the time, there wasn't even a trace of glory on the little fat man's body.

On the contrary, it was Li Mu himself, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of his mouth, which was obviously his own.

"It's interesting. Is this a physical characteristic that burns blood and increases damage?"

Chen Yan touched his chin.

The expression on Li Mu's face became more and more fierce, his eyes were red, and the force of his punches became heavier and heavier!

But from Chen Yan's point of view, the fat man in yellow still had weaker physical strength. He was suppressed to the point where he had no room to fight back and could only defend passively.

But, Li Mu just couldn't penetrate his defense.

This situation has reached a stalemate.

After a while, a beautiful shadow floated over.

It is mentor Mei Qiaoer.

She frowned slightly and appeared on the ring in a flash, waving her jade hand lightly.

A gentle but irresistible force separated the two people.

"Stop it, Li Mu."

Li Mu was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, but the fierce look in his eyes did not diminish at all.

Hou Ze breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned a little pale, and he looked at Li Mu with a bit of regret.

At this time, the comments from other students who had arrived early also reached Chen Yan's ears.

He quickly figured out the reason for the fight between the two.

It turned out that Li Mu was impetuous and went back to practice hard all night, but still failed to understand the trick of True Qi to Gang.

This morning, this little fat guy named Hou Ze made some mockery in public.

Li Mu can't bear this violent temper, he will compete with the opponent on the spot.

"That's it."

Chen Yan Clearly.

It seems that Mei Qiaoer has already seen the whole situation, and the reason why he has not taken action to stop it is because he wants Hou Ze to cure Li Mu's eagerness for quick success.

It's just that she didn't expect that Hou Ze would be able to escape unscathed. In the end, she had to personally intervene.

At this time, the eyes of the rest of the audience fell on Li Mu with a hint of contempt.

"What a lunatic. He gets into a fight whenever he disagrees."

"It's just a competition between classmates, and they also use their physical abilities. Isn't that all?"

"Haha, I have poor understanding and bad character, so I can only rely on this brute force."

Chen Yan heard clearly and was a little surprised.

I didn't expect that these little brats all spoke quite viciously.

On the ring, Mei Qiaoer looked at Li Mu's stubborn expression of "I'm right, I'll dare again next time" and felt a little headache.

Nine Yang Fire is one of the top fighting physiques.

Looking at the entire Grandmaster Class, in terms of destructive power alone, I am afraid no one can match it.

But if this irritable temper does not change, it will do no good to his future martial arts.

We must find someone to use absolute strength to completely destroy his arrogance and hostility!

While he was thinking about it, Mei Qiaoer's eyes inadvertently fell on the calm-looking Chen Yan in the audience.

Got it!

"Okay, everyone, be quiet!"

Mei Qiaoer clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention.

She called the names as usual, and then began to explain the content and rules of today's practical class.

"Today's practical lesson is very simple, it's a battle."

"Everyone is divided into two groups and engages in continuous battles. The losers leave and the winners continue until everyone in a certain group is defeated."

"Everyone in the group that stands at the end will receive a professional-level rare ointment, and..."

When Mei Qiaoer said this, he paused deliberately and gave up.

"And an opportunity to understand 'Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws'!"

Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws?

What is this?

Chen Yan was confused.

Most of the other proud men present had obviously never heard of this name, and they all looked puzzled.

Mei Qiaoer was very satisfied with the effect. She cleared her throat and continued to explain:

"'Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws' is one of the most important treasures of my Imperial Martial. It is an extremely mysterious picture."

"It contains the true meaning of thousands of martial arts. Anyone who observes it calmly will have the opportunity to understand the martial arts and martial arts that are most suitable for them."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Can you understand the most suitable martial arts based on your personal characteristics?

What a heaven-defying treasure this is!

Mei Qiaoer looked at the shocked expressions of the students and dropped another bombshell.

"There are even people who have comprehended martial arts skills that surpass True Technique Rank."

"That person, everyone must have heard of his name."

She looked around the audience and spoke word by word.

"He is the current human race Martial Saint, Zhao Wuji!"