Martial Master

With the stimulation from You Qianxue, the many geniuses that followed put in even more effort.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One by one, they left their marks at the highest position they could reach.

However, after more than ten people, the highest mark remained that of You Qianxue.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating whether someone could break Yu Wenfeng's record.

"Next!"

Swish!

White light enveloped Yu Wenfeng.

"It's Yu Wenfeng!"

Many people's gazes sharpened.

Among the five nations, Yu Wenfeng was known as the top genius. Five years ago, he had already received the inheritance from Gu Nandu, and two or three years ago, he had broken through to the Mystic Level, his cultivation was also extremely formidable.

There were even rumors within the Dawi Dynasty that with Yu Wenfeng's talent, he would surely be able to break through to the fifth stage in the future, becoming the youngest Wuzong expert in the history of the five nations.

Though it was just a rumor, it demonstrated how much the five nations expected from this person.

No one doubted that he would leave a mark; the only question was at what height he would leave it.

Because this could very likely represent the highest standard of the five nations.

"You Qianxue, huh?"

Standing before the Mark Stone, Yu Wenfeng slightly raised his head, his eyes shimmering like stars, radiating brilliant light.

"I, Yu Wenfeng, am the top genius of the five nations, and only I can win a place for the five nations amidst the competition of the great Dawi Dynasty."

In the next moment, his figure suddenly soared into the air.

Boom!

Terrifying true energy erupted, surrounding him in waves of true power, shining with dazzling brilliance.

That astonishing aura immediately made everyone sense his cultivation level.

"Peak of the Mystic Level Middle Stage!"

"Among the five nations, such a genius still exists?"

"At just twenty-four years old, being at the peak of the Mystic Level Middle Stage, even in my Xuan State, he is considered a top genius."

"How can this be?"

Many of the powerful geniuses of the Dawi Dynasty were instantly shocked.

In their view, the lands of the five nations were exceedingly barren, and having a twenty-four-year-old Mystic Level martial artist was already incredible; as for being at the Mystic Level Middle Stage, it was simply impossible.

But now.

Yu Wenfeng's appearance shattered their preconceived notions, leaving them in awe.

As everyone gasped, Yu Wenfeng's figure rapidly ascended.

Ten meters!

Fifteen meters!

Twenty meters!

Twenty-five meters!

He continued to rise, reaching the twenty-seven-meter height of You Qianxue.

"This... Is Yu Wenfeng going to break the thirty-meter height?"

The crowd exclaimed in surprise.

Thirty meters!

Yu Wenfeng's figure did not stop at thirty meters; astonishingly, he continued to ascend.

The entire scene was instantly set ablaze.

"No way."

A huge pressure bore down on Yu Wenfeng.

At thirty-three meters, Yu Wenfeng finally couldn't hold on any longer. His expression turned cold, his eyes flashing as he suddenly punched out.

Boom!

The Mark Stone shook, leaving a clear fist mark.

Then his body floated down, landing on the ground as he gasped for breath.

The entire scene was stunned; thirty-three meters was the latest record after the third round of assessments.

Everyone stared at Yu Wenfeng in disbelief, their hearts shaken.

Previously, there were no Mystic Level Middle Stage martial artists from the Dawi Dynasty who had participated in the assessment.

But they all only achieved scores just over twenty meters.

They hadn't even matched You Qianxue's score.

Yet Yu Wenfeng had reached thirty-three meters.

This was absolutely a shocking height.

All the participants knew that at the Mark Stone, each additional meter meant an increase in the terrifying pressure they had to bear.

That Yu Wenfeng could surpass the Dawi Dynasty's Mystic Level Middle Stage martial artists by ten meters was indicative of a talent that far exceeded that of the Dawi Dynasty's geniuses.

How could they accept this?

Admitting they were inferior to a genius from a remote place like the five nations? Where would they put their pride?