High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 350 - 290: Adding Another Fire, Just Focus on Passing the Trial

Chapter 350: Chapter 290: Adding Another Fire, Just Focus on Passing the Trial

"How dare you!"

From the direction of the Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall, Sima Lin shouted in anger, his massive Grandmaster pressure crashing like surging waves. His figure blurred as he turned into a stream of light heading straight for the Martial Arts Arena.

But he was not the only one.

At the edge of the venue, Grandmasters from the Huaxia Martial Arts Association and the Southern War Zone shot toward the Martial Arts Arena like arrows. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Various Grandmaster pressures erupted like depth charges, with outlines of massive Martial Arts Golden Bodies faintly visible in the sunlight, Qi and Blood burning like a furnace, and vital energy rising like smoke signals.

On the field, Su Mu seemed oblivious to everything and relentlessly threw that punch.

The next second.

An audible crack echoed from Gu Xing’s chest, over three meters in his Demon Giant Transformation state, as it abruptly caved in. His previously confused face twisted into pain.

Wow.

A large mouthful of black blood spewed out, and then his massive body flew backward like a broken sack.

"You’re courting death!"

Watching Gu Xing being blasted away, Sima Lin only gave him a cold glance without attempting to catch him, while a murderous intent unfurled in his triangular eyes, aiming straight at Su Mu on the field.

"Sima Lin, how dare you!"

A General Level figure from the Southern War Zone shouted, and the two clashed with a punch in mid-air. The intense Qi and Blood distorted the air, turning the resulting shockwave into a howling gale on the field.

The might of a Grandmaster duel is utterly terrifying.

The crowd’s garments flapped wildly in the wind created by the aftershocks, forcing many people at the edge to retreat with changing expressions.

Soon, the two figures separated after a shake, Sima Lin’s face gloomy, knowing he had missed his chance after the first failed strike. To strike again would mean publicly opposing the Southern War Zone and the Huaxia National Martial Arts Association.

The attacking General Level figure was not particularly burly but exuded an iron-blooded, murderous aura. His eagle-eyed gaze locked onto Sima Lin.

In the meantime, a Martial Arts Association Grandmaster stood between the two, separating them.

"Su Mu intentionally killed... Today, he must give my Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall an explanation!" Sima Lin’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, no longer hiding it.

If it were before, whether Gu Xing lived or died wouldn’t matter to Sima Lin.

But Gu Xing recently showcased his talent publicly, successfully cultivating the Giant Martial Arts. This extraordinary talent...

Moreover, this time he attended the exchange meeting intending to kill Su Mu. But now, Su Mu remains unharmed, and it’s Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall that has stumbled twice at Su Mu’s hands, disgracing the hall and this Vice Hall Master.

This is something Sima Lin cannot accept.

"Hmph, an explanation? Why should our Southern War Zone’s Su Mu General Star give you an explanation when he did nothing wrong?" The responding General stated in a deep voice.

"Just now, didn’t someone bring up the fifth rule? How could there be no bloodshed in a martial arts exchange? Besides, Su Mu gave Gu Xing enough time to show his skills and even took a punch from Gu Xing. Now having returned a punch, what’s the mistake?"

"It’s simply that Gu Xing’s skills were inferior."

The attacking General’s attitude was uncompromising, and his steadfastness touched Su Mu.

Hearing this, Sima Lin laughed in exasperation and was about to speak when an elder Grandmaster from the Martial Arts Association glanced at both of them, "This South China exchange meeting is broadcast to Huaxia and even globally. Is it appropriate for two Martial Arts Grandmasters to resort to violence?"

"Gu Xing cannot just..."

Before Sima Lin finished speaking, a calm voice echoed from the field.

"If Master Sima had chosen to catch Gu Xing earlier, you would have realized I did not kill him."

The speaker was Su Mu.

Upon hearing this, everyone was momentarily stunned and then shifted their gaze. At this moment, Gu Xing’s caved-in chest, bleeding from the seven orifices, lay in Dao Jiu’s arms. It was Dao Jiu who had caught Gu Xing earlier.

Gu Xing looked quite miserable, but the rise and fall of his breath indicated he was indeed still alive.

Dao Jiu nodded slightly in response, lighting a Spiritual Light in his hand to retrieve several bottles of Elixir, pouring a few pills into Gu Xing’s mouth, whose unfocused eyes showed gratitude towards Dao Jiu as they refocused.

Dao Jiu remained silent and impassive.

Those present confirmed that Su Mu was telling the truth and looked at Sima Lin with a peculiar expression.

Instantly, Sima Lin’s old face turned red; Su Mu’s previous words had undoubtedly put him in a tough spot, fueling his murderous intent even more.

"But even so, hasn’t anyone taught you, Su Mu, to respect your teachers and the path of Martial Arts, for the honor of Martial Arts Grandmasters is not to be insulted..."

Sima Lin coldly eyed Su Mu. Feeling Sima Lin’s nearly tangible murderous intent, Su Mu decided to fan the flames further.

Drive him to madness before his destruction!

He immediately pretended to shiver all over, then feigned a natural fear, retreating half a step, landing behind the Southern War Zone and Martial Arts Association Grandmasters with a slight upward curl of his lips.

This subtle change in expression was quite discreet, and only Sima Lin noticed it at that moment, causing his fists to clench tightly with crackling sounds.

"Our Southern War Zone’s people aren’t for you, Sima Lin, to lecture."

"Since Su Mu held back, and the person is alive, it just shows he didn’t intend to kill. In Martial Arts contests, bloodshed is inevitable; let’s end the matter here..."

At this point, the elder Grandmaster of the Martial Arts Association spoke up, gesturing to both of them to step down.

Sima Lin took one last look at Su Mu.

"Quick, take Gu Xing down for treatment. Su Mu, you did well, very well."

With that, Sima Lin brushed his sleeves and left, sitting gloomily, with those triangular eyes deep in thought. Meanwhile, the General Level from the Southern War Zone quietly instructed Su Mu not to worry about anything, then returned to the spectator area of the war zone.

"I declare, Su Mu from the Southern War Zone has won this battle!"

The Elder Grandmaster immediately made the announcement. Everything that had just happened was too sudden, and it had prompted several grandmasters present to take action. You must know that the grandmasters serving as referees today were not ordinary grandmasters.

At the very least, they were Second Forging, or even Third Forging martial arts grandmasters.

Those watching slowly came to their senses and all exclaimed how exciting it was.

"Su Mu is so strong! Even Gu Xing, who has cultivated the Giant Martial Arts, couldn’t withstand a single punch from him. His strength is truly astonishing. I even suspect he might already be a grandmaster."

"That’s not likely. If he became a grandmaster, he couldn’t hide it from everyone. However, this strength is indeed terrifying. Even though Gu Xing’s cultivation is a mere fragmented and weakened version of the Giant Martial Arts, it still belongs to the powerful race of relic giants, who can battle martial arts grandmasters from birth. Su Mu truly deserves the first place on the Celestial Pride List."

"It’s a bit early to say that. Don’t forget, Ye Wanqing is still in the running, and there’s also Dao Jiu, a true Martial Saint disciple. Although this exchange meeting was organized at the last minute, it’s truly exciting. Any of these three could easily take the first place on the Celestial Pride List under ordinary circumstances. Even Gu Xing has that potential."

The first round of trials ended, and the second-round draw was imminent. A leading grandmaster wearing gold-rimmed glasses from South China Saint Martial University approached.

"Su Mu, don’t think too much. Even if you accidentally kill someone this time, it’s no big deal..."

"South China Saint Martial University can handle the pressure from Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall. Besides, behind Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall is Overlord Blade Martial Saint, but our South China Saint Martial University is not without backing either..."

"You just need to focus on completing the test entrusted to you by the Martial Saint."

The grandmaster from South China Saint Martial University spoke with domineering confidence, reminding Su Mu about the test in the end.

Su Mu nodded slightly, showing a ’got it’ expression, dismissing it inwardly.

This time, South China Governor Sikong Zhi was also present. The reminder from the grandmaster of South China Saint Martial University was probably at his behest. Right now, Sikong Zhi and South China Saint Martial University believed they were on the same boat as him.

But that’s just their wishful thinking...

"My path, Su Mu’s path, is not for anyone to dictate!"

...

At Shenjiang Martial Arts University, in a certain dormitory building.

Miaomiao, Xiaoyue, teacher Wang Shuheng, Little Junior Sister Zhao Meng, and Little One were all watching the live broadcast of the South China Martial Arts Conference together.

"Dad is amazing!" Xiaoyue was very excited, jumping up from the sofa.

After seeing the grandmasters take action, everyone but Xiaoyue suddenly stood up from the sofa as well, but unlike Xiaoyue, their faces were filled with anxiety.

Only when they saw the grandmasters retreat from the stage and Su Mu calmly walked off did everyone secretly heave a sigh of relief.

"That must have been for show, no wonder Su Mu called me earlier," Wang Shuheng suddenly recalled that call and muttered.

"For show?" Miaomiao immediately asked.

Wang Shuheng explained briefly, and everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, their previous worry dissipating.

"So it was just for show, but it was really scary, the power of the grandmasters was truly intimidating," Little One remarked, her breath had stopped earlier, and she had been sweating with her palms clenched.

"Uncle Wolf truly deserves respect!"

Even watching the live broadcast was like this, she couldn’t imagine the pressure Uncle Wolf on stage was bearing; even if it was just for show, that kind of mental strength was impressive.

Miaomiao looked at Su Mu on TV, her brows slightly knitted, feeling a bit uneasy.

At this moment, the people in the dorm were completely unaware of what was about to happen next.

An earth-shattering storm was on its way...

...

"The second round of drawing begins!"

Twelve people eliminated six, leaving only six, but those with sharp eyes clearly knew only three had the strength to compete for the final championship.

They were Su Mu from the Southern War Zone, Ye Wanqing from the Ye Family, and Dao Jiu from Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall.

The other three, Sima Ji of Saint Martial University, Ye Qingyu of the Ye Family, and Gu Chen, who was third on the Celestial Pride List, were just accompanying the run, merely lucky in the draw not to face Su Mu and the other two.

Soon, the drawings for the second round concluded, and Ye Wanqing met Dao Jiu early on.

This time, Su Mu was fortunate; his opponent was the weakest of the six, Sima Ji.

The remaining Ye Qingyu faced Gu Chen.

As the drawing results emerged, some were joyful while others were distressed.

Facing Su Mu?!

The moment Sima Ji saw the drawing results, he froze. He first gulped down a mouthful of water, then took a few deep breaths before realizing the situation and then became relieved.

After all, he had gotten this far based on luck.

After seeing a few of them in action, especially witnessing Su Mu defeat Gu Xing in one punch, Sima Ji had a clear understanding of his strength.

He couldn’t beat any of the remaining five. No matter who he faced, he would lose. So he might as well lose to one of the stronger ones. If Su Mu managed to defeat Dao Jiu, he might even boast about it in the future.

Ye Qingyu and Gu Chen both quietly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a bit lucky they didn’t draw any of those three monsters.

The results of the draw excited the entire audience even more.

"It’s coming, finally it’s coming."

"Ye Wanqing is up against Dao Jiu. Their battle will definitely be exciting."

"One hails from a top martial arts family, the other is a disciple of the Martial Saint. Which is stronger?!"