Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 405 Ironwood Body (Part 2)

"Han Yi, a disciple of the Nine-Bend Academy, has successfully challenged Meng Ren, a disciple of the Mingfeng Academy. Fellow disciples of the Mingfeng Academy, are there any others who wish to come up and challenge? We look forward to your guidance."

The voice echoed slowly.

There was silence all around.

Not only were the disciples of Mingfeng Academy stunned, but even the disciples of Jiuqu Academy, where Han Yi was, were dumbfounded.

This disciple, who was usually the most inconspicuous, the most low-key in his dealings with others, not good at interpersonal relationships, and whom I barely remembered, how come...

His only achievement was defeating the rogue martial artist, Mad Lion Lin Zhenwei.

It was supposedly just good luck, but now it seems...

No one spoke; the room fell silent.

Zhong Han's cherry-like lips parted slightly. She forced her eyes closed, focused her mind, and only then did she recover from her shock.

Or rather, she was the person in the entire Nine-Bend Academy who understood Han Yi the most, and Han Yi had left a deep impression on her, which is why she was able to react so quickly.

She looked at Han Yi on the stage. He was tall and strong, with deep and bright eyes, and a steady and calm demeanor, like a heavy mountain.

What kind of person is he, really...?

A glint of light shone in Zhong Han's beautiful eyes as a strong curiosity and desire to explore Han Yi rose within her.

"Xiao Meng!"

In the center of the hall, Zhang Ruoning, who had been smiling, changed her expression drastically after seeing the situation before her. She broke the silence and rushed to Meng Ren's side to check on his condition.

Thank goodness. She breathed a sigh of relief; she was only seriously injured and had fainted, but she wouldn't die.

"Senior Sister Yunxiu, you're still the same as before, always hiding your true abilities!" She looked up at Zhong Yunxiu, somewhat resentful.

Clearly, she believed that Han Yi was a secret disciple being secretly trained by Zhong Yunxiu, just so that he could strike at this moment and hurt her.

"This time, we, Mingfeng Academy, have lost... Next time, just you wait!" She uttered a harsh threat, then rallied the disciples of Mingfeng Academy and quickly filed away.

After all, there's no point in continuing the comparison.

There is no difference between Jiuqu Academy and Mingfeng Academy in terms of elite disciples.

The final result, which is to say, is the result of the competition among disciples below the sixth level of true skill, as seen from the outside field.

However, Meng Ren is already the strongest outer disciple of Mingfeng Academy.

His loss to Han Yi means that the remaining outcome is no longer in doubt.

None of the other disciples of Mingfeng Academy could possibly be a match for Han Yi.

After all the disciples of Mingfeng Academy had left, the people of Jiuqu Academy suddenly awoke from their daze, and their voices gradually became noisy, like hot oil boiling.

As for the head of the academy, Zhong Yunxiu, with a hint of astonishment, surprise, and doubt, did not respond to Zhang Ruoning at all.

Between shock and joy, she felt her heart race like a rollercoaster, experiencing extreme highs and lows.

"Xiao Yi..." She took a step forward, about to speak, when suddenly she felt a slight darkness in her vision, and she quickly sat back down in the chair.

"Nine-Bend Courtyard, my daughter... is all right now..."

She knew that her discomfort was caused by excessive excitement, which caused her blood to rush to her head and circulate too quickly. Zhong Yunxiu closed her eyes, regulated her emotions, and quickly calmed down. She kept recalling the scene that had just happened.

Han Yi's punch was accompanied by a sudden increase in his aura, his arms swelled and grew larger, and terrifying superhuman strength.

They could even overtake the opponent, strike first, and crush the long-prepared Meng Ren...

Although the strength he possessed was indeed at the third level of true martial arts cultivation, the speed, power, and explosiveness displayed by his physical body seemed more like innate qualities, or rather, physical talents that were stimulated by cultivating true martial arts.

She recalled her conversation with Zhong Han, who believed that Han Yi's ability to cultivate the Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm so quickly might be due to his unique physique, which was extremely well-suited to the cultivation of true martial arts.

Just like Meng Ren, Han Yi may also possess some kind of special talent or physique.

A martial artist's aptitude is determined by a variety of factors, including innate physical attributes, bloodline, comprehension, explosive power, and constitution.

A common example is someone with immense strength, extraordinary power, and a fierce temperament. Their hands have strong knuckles, making them perfectly suited for gripping heavy objects. This indicates that such a person is suited to training in heavy weapons and should join the imperial army to fight on the battlefield. This is what is known as a born killer.

Similarly, there are countless other types of spiritual bodies, such as the Ruyi Fist Palm Spirit Body, the Refined Iron Bone Body, and the Innate Ash-Slaying Sacred Body.

That's why Zhong Yunxiu suddenly remembered this matter.

Perhaps it is precisely because Han Yi possesses a special physique, or even a body that is particularly compatible with the true skill, the Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm, that he can perform so well.

"It seems I haven't been paying enough attention to Xiao Yi before..." She felt a little annoyed and decided that next time, no matter what, she must personally examine Han Yi.

Even if it hurts his pride, she will try her best to repair his foundation, as a token of her respect as his master.

"Senior Brother Han is awesome!"

Amidst the increasingly noisy procession of disciples from the Nine-Bend Academy, someone suddenly shouted.

The disciples were taken aback at first, then burst into cheers.

The entire hall was filled with noise and chaos.

Mingfeng Courtyard conceded defeat, and Jiuqu Courtyard won.

The ranking of Jiuquyuan naturally rose to a higher level, escaping the bottom position.

This means that the Nine-Bend Academy will receive more resources, and all disciples will benefit.

"Hmph, making such a racket at a boxing match, what kind of behavior is this!"

Suddenly, a cold, chilling voice rang out. It wasn't loud, but it quickly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone looked up. They saw that the deputy head of the manor, Fang He, had stood up at some point, and his expression was rather unpleasant.

That's true. If a sure thing slips away, anyone would be upset.

"What? Does Master Fang have a problem with this? When did it become a rule that we can't celebrate a victory?" Zhong Yunxiu quickly stood up and retorted sharply without any politeness.

“…..”

Fang He's eyes were sinister, and he remained silent for a long time.

He remained silent, his face grim, his gaze sweeping over the disciples of the Nine-Bend Academy, but he lingered on Han Yi for an extra moment.

Finally, he looked at Zhong Yunxiu and managed to utter a single sentence: "Head of the Academy, well done!"

After saying this, he flicked his sleeve and left.

Clearly, like Zhang Ruoning, he also regarded Han Yi as a disciple secretly trained by Zhong Yunxiu, while Yang Wei, Fang Chengqi, and others were merely smokescreens.

"Yunxiu, not bad." Guan Chan patted Zhong Yunxiu's shoulder with a smile and left as well.