This is impossible

"Young Master Xia, the powers of fire and water in your sister's body have grown stronger. The King-Tier Spirit Pill you gave her last time most likely strengthened them."

"We must find a way quickly. She can hold on for half an hour at most!"

Duanmu Wenshan had barely placed his fingers on Xia Yao's wrist to check her pulse when they were flung away.

Xia Yao's face was filled with pain, her delicate brows tightly knitted and her features twisting slightly.

But afraid of worrying Xia Yu, she clenched her teeth and made no sound.

"Everyone, get out of my way!"

Suddenly, Xia Yu let out a roar that shook the heavens.

The next moment, he scooped Xia Yao into his arms and charged straight out.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The people at the front could not dodge in time and were sent flying.

"Get out of my way!"

Frantic, Xia Yu became a raging beast.

He charged straight toward the gates of the Martial Saint Academy, drawing startled cries all along the way.

Some tried to shove him aside, but Xia Yu neither dodged nor avoided them. He crashed straight through.

Panic immediately broke out in the crowd.

Yet Xia Yu truly did force a path through them.

At the gates of the Martial Saint Academy, the outer sect elders overseeing the entrance assessment frowned.

Someone was disrupting the assessment for the first time in the academy's history. Wasn't this a slap in the Martial Saint Academy's face?

"Greetings, seniors. My sister is gravely ill. I beg the academy to help save her life!"

Xia Yu rushed up to the outer sect elders and bowed deeply.

At the same time, he took out the Sacred Martial Token.

One outer sect elder glanced at the Sacred Martial Token, his face full of arrogance.

"Your Sacred Martial Token serves as a recommendation for admission to the academy. Anything unrelated to the assessment must be set aside!"

"Elder, my sister cannot last another half hour. Please lend us the academy's aid."

The outer sect elder snorted softly. "Do you realize that you have already disrupted the assessment? Under academy rules, I can charge you for this."

Xia Yu fell silent. He knew these people would not save Xia Yao.

Suddenly, he remembered why he had come to the Martial Saint Academy.

"Miss Ming Yue! Miss Ming Yue! Xia Yu begs a favor of you! Please come and meet me!"

Xia Yu poured every ounce of his strength into that shout.

In an instant, his voice rang out like the Ancestral Dragon's furious roar, carrying throughout Martial Saint Mountain.

It could even be heard in the Capital City.

"Insolence! I have shown you leniency time and again, yet you dare behave like this! Men, seize him!" the outer sect elder said coldly, his expression darkening.

Several outer sect disciples of the Martial Saint Academy immediately rushed over.

"You brazen scoundrel! Surrender at once!"

As Xia Yu felt one half of his sister's body growing hotter and the other colder in his arms, Xia Yao could no longer suppress her agonized groans. His eyes turned red.

"Get lost!"

Facing the outer sect disciples charging at him, Xia Yu threw a punch without hesitation.

The air around his fist burst with a string of cracks.

The first outer sect disciple had never expected Xia Yu to dare fight back.

Caught completely off guard, he was blasted away.

Xia Yu's furious punch carried at least a hundred thousand jin of force from his physical strength alone.

Even a cultivator at the Profound Origin Realm Peak might not match him in sheer bodily strength.

Although the Martial Saint Academy's outer sect disciples were also in the Spirit Origin Realm, the unprepared disciple had no way to withstand it.

Pfft!

He sprayed a mouthful of blood into the sky.

His entire right arm shattered, inch by inch.

"You brazen scoundrel! You dare injure people at the gates of the Martial Saint Academy! Take him down, dead or alive!"

The outer sect elder flew into a rage at the sight.

In all these hundreds of years, when had anyone dared injure someone from the Martial Saint Academy so openly?

And right on the Martial Saint Academy's doorstep, no less.

This was a string of resounding slaps to their faces!

Hearing the elder's command, the remaining outer sect disciples drew their swords and slashed without another word.

The Martial Saint Academy's disciples were used to throwing their weight around. Seeing their fellow disciple injured, their eyes reddened as well.

Xia Yu, too, was frantic beyond measure.

Seeing their swords drawn, Xia Yu fired off several lightning-fast punches without hesitation.

He met their swords head-on with his bare flesh!

Ancestral Dragon Fist, Boundless!

At the same time, he let out another heaven-shaking roar. "Miss Ming Yue, Xia Yu begs a favor of you! A life is at stake! Please come out and meet me!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three deafening crashes sounded as one.

The three sword-wielding outer sect disciples were hurled into the sky, coughing up mouthfuls of blood in midair before crashing down at the Martial Saint Academy's gates.

Xia Yu's voice echoed across Martial Saint Mountain, but no answer came.

"Damn you!"

Seeing his disciples severely injured, the outer sect elder could bear it no longer.

With a sharp shout, he struck his palm toward Xia Yu.

In an instant, a gigantic palm appeared above Xia Yu's head, blotting out the sky and sun.

Sky-Covering Palm!

It was formed from condensed Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, and its power was terrifying.

The young people who had come to join the Martial Saint Academy all retreated.

Seeing several outer sect disciples injured had made them think the Martial Saint Academy was nothing special.

But the moment the Sky-Covering Palm appeared, fear gripped their hearts.

This was the Martial Saint Academy. Even a mere outer sect elder possessed formidable strength.

Facing the Sky-Covering Palm, the agitated Xia Yu did not dodge at all.

He sank into a firm horse stance and hurled a punch with all his might.

Boundless!

Threefold Boundless!

Boom!

A deafening crash rang out, shaking the very void.

Many of those nearby were sent flying by the invisible shock wave.

They fell to the ground and could not rise for a long time, blood seeping from their mouths.

The aftershock alone had injured many people.

The outer sect elder was supremely confident in his palm strike.

After all, the Sky-Covering Palm was far from easy to master.

It was an immensely powerful King Tier palm technique.

He had spent his life's savings to obtain the Sky-Covering Palm, then mastered it in secret.

Today was its first unveiling.

The outer sect elder felt immensely pleased as he took in the horrified gazes around him.

He looked toward Xia Yu at the center of the Sky-Covering Palm's impact. Even if this strike did not kill the brat, it would severely injure him.

A mere Spirit Origin Realm cultivator, even one with some talent, dared act so arrogantly at the Martial Saint Academy's gates? He must be tired of living!

But when the dust cleared, the outer sect elder and everyone around him were stunned.

Where the Sky-Covering Palm had struck, it had left a palm print roughly two zhang across and more than a chi deep in the ground.

Yet at the center of that palm print, a figure stood ramrod straight.

How was this possible?

Xia Yu gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on the outer sect elder.

"Heh. An outer sect elder, a King Tier expert, and you actually resort to a sneak attack. Pah!"

The next moment, Xia Yu charged straight at him.

Ancestral Dragon Fist, Threefold Boundless!

"You're courting death!"

The outer sect elder flew into a rage, feeling his aged face flush.

After that palm strike, the brat was actually still unharmed.

Watching Xia Yu charge toward him, he stretched out his hand and clenched it fiercely.

"Go!"

The surrounding air abruptly contracted.

Vast quantities of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy were drawn toward him.

On his fist, Origin Force merged with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. Guided by his own Origin Force, an enormous fist of energy shot forth.

The fist surged forward, rapidly swelling in size.

By the time it reached Xia Yu, it stood three zhang tall.

Everywhere it passed, the air burst with thunderous cracks.

King Tier fist technique: Explosive Charging Fist.

Boom!

An explosion even more violent than the last echoed through the void.

Where the two fists exploded against each other, the ground shattered, scattering rubble and filling the air with dust.

The invisible shock wave cleared an open space roughly ten zhang across.

Within those ten zhang, many injured people lay on the ground.

The outer sect elder snorted coldly. Let's see you survive this!

He had not yet fully mastered the Sky-Covering Palm, and his hasty strike had used only thirty percent of his strength.

But the Explosive Charging Fist was his primary fist technique.

This time, he had prepared fully before attacking and used at least eighty percent of his strength.

No one below King tier could possibly withstand it!

But the next moment, his gaze seemed to freeze.

"This is impossible!"

He cried out in shock.