Martial Arts Garden entrance.
Everyone’s gaze converged in the direction of Jiang Yiming.
He strode forward, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, arriving in front of the Martial Arts Garden student in one step.
His right hand clenched like a hammer, as if a volcano erupted in his chest, he swung his fist with tremendous force.
That Martial Arts Garden student, seeing Jiang Yiming’s thunderous momentum and rapid actions, suddenly focused his eyes.
Short-distance speed is related to explosive power.
Explosive power is related to strength.
With such strong explosive power, Jiang Yiming must possess exceptional strength.
Although Jiang Yiming is only fifteen years old and still has a bit of youthful innocence on his face, at this moment he also withdrew the contempt in his heart, quickly raising his hand to block.
The Martial Arts Garden student’s face immediately changed, his body heavily sank.
He knelt on one knee, heavily landing on the ground, barely blocking Jiang Yiming’s punch.
The witnesses, anyone with some insight, had their expressions immediately change, either in shock, astonishment, or disbelief...
Because those who can maintain order at the Martial Arts Garden are all existing martial arts students who have entered the Ninth Grade.
And the students recruited by the Martial Arts Garden, due to age restrictions, have historically few who achieve the Martial Arts Entry.
The scene before them undoubtedly reveals that the young boy waiting in line to register is already in the Martial Arts Entry.
Jiang Yiming used his fist like a hammer, the force exhausted, and again his left arm, fiercely pounding down.
Facing this punch, the Martial Arts Garden student again raised his other arm to block.
He knelt on both knees, Qi-Blood surged, his face flushed red.
Jiang Yiming had already swung his right arm, once again delivering a heavy blow.
Three consecutive hammer punches completed in a flash.
Facing Jiang Yiming’s third blow, even though the Martial Arts Garden student used both arms to block, he still couldn’t withstand it.
The fist scattered his arm defense, then heavily landed on his shoulder.
Even in the last moment, Jiang Yiming held back two-tenths of his strength.
His explosive force of over a thousand pounds made him unable to suppress the surging Qi-Blood in his chest, and he vomited blood mist.
After three hammer strikes.
Jiang Yiming retreated half a step, his thin figure standing firm like a pine tree in the breeze.
But at this moment, no one dared to underestimate this seemingly skinny young boy.
Because this seemingly thin and frail boy had defeated a formal Martial Arts Garden student who had entered martial arts and succeeded in Refining Skin with just three punches.
The Martial Arts Garden student kneeling on the ground gazed at Jiang Yiming with eyes filled with hatred, then slowly stood up without saying a word.
He knows that making threats in such conditions would only bring humiliation and become a bigger joke.
"Minger, are you okay!" Liuu Wanwan and Jiang Li approached Jiang Yiming, their eyes filled with concern.
Little Dumpling also secretly tugged on Jiang Yiming’s sleeve.
Jiang Yiming turned back, smiled at Little Dumpling, then gently patted her head, signaling her to step back.
Beside Wang Qintan in an elegant long skirt appeared a middle-aged woman dressed in a stand-collar shirt skirt and a horse-faced skirt.
"Qingtan!" the middle-aged woman spoke.
"Master Xu!" Wang Qintan immediately showed respect.
Because the middle-aged woman who appeared beside her was the strongest mentor in the Martial Arts Garden, one of the few Fourth Grade experts in Dongling County, Xu Nianqing.
Even though Xu Nianqing was over fifty years old, due to successful Marrow Cleansing, her skin looked as youthful as jade, appearing to be only in her thirties.
"Have someone investigate the boy’s identity and age. Judging by his appearance, he seems to be around fifteen or sixteen or seventeen. If he’s truly not old, I am very interested in him." Xu Nianqing said.
"Yes, Master!" Wang Qintan slightly bowed.
"Also, investigate the matter that the child mentioned. If anyone sticks their hand into the Martial Arts Garden, regardless of who they are, break it!" Xu Nianqing spoke again.
"Yes!" Wang Qintan replied.
She knew that when the strongest, highest-ranked mentor of the Martial Arts Garden spoke, the matter left little suspense.
As long as the boy had no major issues and gained the favor of this mentor, he would surely rise smoothly to the top in the future.
"Fortunate indeed!" She nodded secretly, not feeling envious.
After all, her master is a Grandmaster.
Despite only a step between a Third Grade Grandmaster and a Fourth Grade with Marrow Cleansing, it is actually a world of difference.
In Great Xia, there’s an unofficial rule: the law doesn’t touch the Grandmaster.
In recent years, as the Great Xia Martial Saint became less active, this rule became increasingly apparent.
Grandmasters truly have privileges.
Those privileges stem from their extraordinary strength.
As the Prefectural Governor’s daughter, she knew of this unwritten rule and understood the true privilege belonged to Heavenly Person Grandmasters.
Heavenly Person Grandmasters, who command the Power of Heaven and Earth, can walk on air.
In essence, they’ve transcended the mortal realm, calling them Immortals is not exaggeration.
She led people toward where Jiang Yiming stood.
"Make way, Master Wang is coming!!"
A voice rang out, and the crowd immediately parted to form a spacious path.
Wang Qintan, in her exceedingly elegant long skirt, walked at the front, resembling a crane among chickens.
Her skirt swayed, like rippling waves.
Amidst the waves, the patterns of lotus leaves and carp gently swayed along with her dress.
The golden-red interweaving, its gold embroidery shimmering with brilliance under the sun’s rays.
Just her arrival made her the focal point in everyone’s eyes.
The rest of the Martial Arts Garden crowd all followed behind Wang Qintan.