Divine-level Base

The middle-aged man with brown hair and gray eyes was the King of the Leiyin Republic, Su Hamu III, and the beautiful woman sitting beside him was his Queen, Saren.

Below Su Hamu III sat two men and two women. Of the two men, one was tall and burly with a handsome face. He was around thirty-two or thirty-three years old, and his eyes were somewhat puffy, giving the impression of overindulgence. The other man was also tall and handsome, around twenty-four or twenty-five, and radiated a heroic and extraordinary aura.

Of the two women, one was around twenty-three or twenty-four, with a figure comparable to a top supermodel, skin as translucent as snow, and exquisitely beautiful features. Paired with her long silver hair, she was an absolute beauty, like a fairy stepping out of a painting. The other was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen, tall and slender with skin as translucent as snow. She had chin-length silver hair and exquisitely beautiful features, but she exuded a hint of pride and dominance.

These two men and two women were Su Hamu III’s four children. The First Prince, Huck, was a good-for-nothing who spent his days picking up girls in bars. The Second Princess, Hanani, was an internationally renowned supermodel and a top star in the fashion world. The Third Prince, Su Limo, was handsome, decisive, and accomplished for his young age, and had already been confirmed as the heir to the Leiyin Republic. The Fourth Princess, Hassina, was the number one beauty of the Leiyin Republic Royal Academy.

"Grandmaster Cao, it is a pleasure to meet you! I am Su Hamu III!"

The moment Cao Zhen arrived at the high platform, Su Hamu III smiled and took the initiative to welcome him.

Queen Saren, her four children, and the other high-ranking ministers of the Leiyin Republic also came forward to greet him.

Cao Zhen said, neither servile nor overbearing, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty!"

After a round of pleasantries, everyone took their respective seats.

Cao Zhen was seated on equal footing with Su Hamu III, just in the guest of honor’s position, a treatment equivalent to that of a visiting head of state.

Shu Feng and the other four exchange students sat in the seats below Cao Zhen, curiously sizing up Su Hamu’s four princes and princesses.

Hanani was an internationally renowned supermodel. Her looks were only a fraction less beautiful than Zhao Zixing’s, but her figure far surpassed Zhao Zixing’s. Moreover, she possessed a mature and glamorous aura, making her far more alluring to men than Zhao Zixing. Liu Yang and Zhong Ming’s gazes were fixed on her, almost unable to look away.

Huck’s gaze, however, was deeply captivated by Zhao Zixing. A hint of greed appeared in his eyes, but he behaved himself and made no untoward moves.

Hanani carefully sized up Shu Feng, the corners of her lips curling up slightly in a smile. ’So this is Shu Feng, the new student chief of Shuijing High School. He’s not bad looking!’

Hanani was the second princess of the Leiyin Republic and an internationally renowned supermodel; she had seen countless geniuses and elites. The number of outstanding men pursuing her was endless. Among the five exchange students from Shuijing High School, only Shu Feng and Zhao Zixing were worthy of a second glance from her.

"Zhebaer, a second-year from the Leiyin Republic Royal Academy! I invite a student from Shuijing High School to come down and spar with me in Spirit Martial Arts!"

A young man who was 1.9 meters tall, with his hair in small braids and a scar on his face, exuding a fierce aura, leaped into the center of the Grand Arena. He looked toward the high platform where the five Shuijing High School exchange students sat as he shouted his challenge.

"Liu Yang, second-year from Shuijing High School! I’ll take you on!"

With a clear cry, Liu Yang leaped down from the five-meter-high platform. He drifted down like a feather, landing lightly and flawlessly on the ground, displaying a superb Lightweight Skill.

Shu Feng thought to himself, ’His Lightweight Skill is impressive. It seems I should cultivate a Lightweight Skill as well.’

After returning from the Erosion Realm, Shu Feng had been diligently cultivating the Sun and Moon Scripture, as one’s Cultivation Realm was the foundation of everything. However, various Martial Techniques like Palm Techniques, saber techniques, Fist Techniques, and Lightweight Skills also required time to cultivate. Only then would his combat methods become stronger.

A burly man walked into the Grand Arena and announced in a deep voice, "I am the referee, Hage. This spar must be restrained. If one party concedes, the other must not pursue the attack. After I declare a winner, the other party is also forbidden from pursuing. You are also forbidden from grievously injuring or killing your opponent. Doing so will be counted as a loss."

Hage declared, "The spar begins now!"

With a furious roar, Zhebaer took a step forward. His fists moved like an incredibly cunning Spiritual Snake, striking at Liu Yang from a series of bizarre and unthinkable angles. He was using one of the Leiyin Republic’s seven great Fist Techniques, the Spirit Snake Fist.

Once the Spirit Snake Fist was cultivated to a certain level of mastery, a person’s joints, enhanced by Spiritual Power, could twist in all sorts of unimaginable ways. Their elbows could bend 360 degrees, allowing them to attack from different directions with uncanny unpredictability.

"Is that all you’ve got?"

Liu Yang laughed heartily. Spiritual Power surged through his body, and a faint red Spiritual Light appeared on his palms, rapidly transforming them until they resembled red jade. He attacked Zhebaer with wide, sweeping palm strikes.

The Spirit Martial Art Liu Yang was using was called the Red Jade Palm. Once he circulated his Spiritual Power, his palms would become like solid steel and simultaneously contain a terrifyingly high temperature.

The moment Zhebaer’s fists collided with Liu Yang’s palms, he felt a burning sensation as if seared by a branding iron and retreated abruptly. Even with the protection of his Membrane of Spiritual Power, his hands were still scalded, and sharp pains shot through them.

After exchanging a few moves, Liu Yang shattered Zhebaer’s guard with a palm strike, landing it on his chest and sending him flying to the ground.

Hage announced flatly, "Liu Yang wins!"

With a dark look on his face, Zhebaer clutched his chest and strode off the Grand Arena floor.

Su Hamu III smiled faintly and said, "Zhebaer is already one of the most outstanding students in the Royal Academy, yet he still lost. Shuijing High School is truly full of hidden masters."

Grandmaster Cao smiled, full of confidence and pride. "My Shuijing High School is one of the best high schools in the world. Naturally, it’s full of hidden masters and countless experts."

Sitting to the side, Headmaster Sukasa’s brow twitched slightly, but he said nothing.

It was a fact that Shuijing High School was recognized as one of the best high schools in the world. The Leiyin Republic Royal Academy was nothing in comparison.

Su Hamu merely smiled and said nothing.

"Hmph!"

Hassina snorted coldly, a flash of disdain in her beautiful eyes.

"Who else dares to fight me!"

Liu Yang stood in the Grand Arena, looking around in all directions as he spoke with arrogance.

The exchange students from Shuijing High School traveled the world with the secondary goal of spreading the school’s prestige, so naturally, they were as high-profile as they could be.

Students who made a great name for themselves would naturally receive credit rewards and be specially cultivated upon their return to Shuijing High School. As for the students who were defeated, their evaluations would not be very high, and they could forget about any credit rewards.