Southland University, inside the Athletics Hall.
Brian Bai, dressed in white robes, led the Brightlake University martial arts students in a confident, spirited challenge—yet left in silent defeat. This brought smiles to the faces of the Southland University martial arts students present.
However.
The cracks on the ring platform were glaringly obvious, visible from every angle.
Although every martial arts student standing here was at least First Rank like Kevin Lin, they still couldn't help but marvel, unable to restrain their awe.
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"Utterly unbelievable."
"Cracking the concrete floor is one thing, but to leave such a deep handprint on its hardened surface—it's simply absurd." Even the usually gentle and amiable Ethan Tang was shocked.
The broader your knowledge, the deeper your thoughts.
Stepping on a crack and pressing out a handprint about two or three centimeters deep—these two feats are worlds apart in difficulty, with the latter being even more outrageous.
Because the concrete floor is simply too solid!
To press out a handprint, one must unleash an unparalleled burst of force in an instant, so powerful that the surrounding concrete has no time to deform, allowing for a deeply imprinted mark.
"Just what kind of explosive power is that?"
Ethan Tang couldn't stop clicking his tongue in amazement, his eyes twitching and heart pounding. He felt his mind go numb after holding his breath and watching for so long.
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To the side.
Even someone as arrogant as Sean Sun now felt the vast gulf between them, a distance that could only be looked up to.
As a senior martial arts student in the Upper Martial Artist tier, he had always been able to look down on all other martial arts students. Even at Empire Academy, he would be considered top-tier.
But in front of Andrew Han, all that was mere trivial skill.
"Peerless is one thing."
"Even his cultivation speed is so fast—Andrew Han must already be at Upper Martial Artist Realm, to be able to suppress Martial General Brian Bai." Sean Sun came to a shocking conclusion, and immediately fell silent.
Until recently, he still had hopes of catching up.
After all, being peerless only means invincible at the same realm—it doesn't guarantee cultivation speed. If he could break through to Martial General soon, maybe he could surpass Andrew Han.
But now...
Sean Sun stared at Andrew Han, who had just walked up to Carter Yan, feeling a sense of loss. He sighed, "Looking at all the current Martial Arts Program students, Andrew Han is truly an unbeatable existence."
"But I don't need to compare myself to Andrew Han."
"Let the winds blow from all directions; I will face the green mountains and chase the light. Comparing myself to myself and constantly improving—that is my own martial path."
He pondered for a while.
Sean Sun said nothing more, simply lifted his head and walked away.
When the Martial Arts Student Ranking Battle arrives in half a month, Andrew Han will surely shine brilliantly. But Sean Sun also has his own excellence—he can cover it, but it cannot be buried.
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On the ring.
Some Martial Arts students crouched nervously, carefully examining the pale handprint. Even the intricate palm lines were clearly imprinted, as if one strike had left an indelible mark, highlighting the glory of a fist that could suppress a Martial General.
Beside them.
Lily Zhao, who had reached First Rank, looked serious. "This handprint seems to have warmth—it's not cold like the surrounding concrete."
"Why are you still looking at the handprint? Look at the concrete ring—it’s as if it’s been pounded repeatedly by heavy machinery." Another female Martial Arts student grimaced as she brushed the cracks twice, feeling dazed.
To think that practicing martial arts could make someone this powerful...
No matter what you’ve heard, it’s nothing compared to seeing it with your own eyes.
The two of them exchanged glances. Only now did they finally understand what their elders meant by 'extraordinary martial power.'
In fact—