The people of Shen Long Academy were not unfamiliar with Zhou Yan. They knew about his territory and his profile.
While they were displeased with Zhou Yan's arrogant remark, they understood that he had the qualifications to say such things.
Among peers, Zhou Yan could indeed be considered peerless. Even someone as exceptionally gifted as Ye Bufan was no match for him.
Zhou Yan's title of "Number One Under Heaven" was not for nothing. During the Grand Competition of the Four Academies, hostile nations had even tried to use it as an opportunity to assassinate Zhou Yan.
This demonstrated the extent of the threat Zhou Yan posed to other countries. They feared his growth, but unfortunately, Zhou Yan had indeed grown.
In his freshman year, his strength had already broken through the seventy-seventh heaven realm. It had only been a little over a year since Zhou Yan became a Lord. How many people on the entire Continent of Lords could achieve such cultivation speed?
Mo Han also knew that no one among the freshmen could be his opponent. Even among the sophomores and juniors, no one could guarantee victory against Zhou Yan.
The fact that Zhou Yan had survived the combined efforts of multiple nations already proved his immense strength.
Such a person indeed had the right to utter such words.
"Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to try," a third-year student from Shen Long Academy stepped forward, genuinely wanting to witness Zhou Yan's strength.
"Alright," Zhou Yan was naturally fearless.
If dozens of top-tier experts couldn't do anything to him, what about these students?
Even if a demigod appeared before Zhou Yan, he would dare to taunt them. With his current strength and confidence, why shouldn't he be arrogant?
Only those without strength dared not be arrogant. Those with strength feared nothing and could say whatever they pleased; this was true freedom.
Mo Han teleported the two to an ancient arena.
Zhou Yan looked at his opponent and said, "Give it your all, or you won't have another chance to act."
"Okay!" the opponent replied directly.
No one believed Zhou Yan's words were hollow. They knew Zhou Yan's strength, but they weren't entirely sure how strong he was, only that he was very powerful.
They had not witnessed Zhou Yan defeat dozens of experts who were just a step away from breaking through to the demigod level, nor had they seen him use many of his trump cards.
A powerful oppressive aura descended. The student from Shen Long Academy soared into the air, clearly also a cultivator who had broken through to the seventy-seventh heaven realm.
He unleashed his powerful spiritual energy, transforming it into the figure of a colossal deity, as if an ancient god had awakened, exuding immense pressure.
This person was undoubtedly extraordinary, possessing a special physique and a not-so-simple profession, making him extremely powerful.
Spiritual energy surged to the heavens, all converging into the deity behind him. It then erupted with blinding light, raising a single hand and pressing down towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan also moved. A force of Primal Chaos Yin-Yang energy was released. The formidable energy formed a gigantic fist, erupting with a terrifying primordial power.
It was as if an ancient giant had awakened, or a fist had materialized from space, intending to tear the heavens and earth apart, to destroy everything.
Archaic Divine Fist!
One punch splits the sky and earth!
The fearsome fist emitted a terrifying wave. Intense light obscured everything, transforming into divine might, striking fiercely towards the opponent.
"Boom!"
A terrifying surge of energy erupted, the entire scene obscured by dazzling light.
The immense energy annihilated everything. The Shen Long Academy student, under this power, turned to ashes, then reappeared before them.
Too strong, the power of a single punch was indeed terrifying. With such formidable strength, Zhou Yan could dominate the competition.
The freshmen of this year were truly formidable.
Zhou Yan was also quickly teleported back. Everyone looked at him with respect.
"Kid, you've become much stronger again after not seeing you for a while," Ye Bufan said, sighing with emotion as Zhou Yan returned.
"It's not that I've gotten stronger, but that you are too weak," Zhou Yan replied.
Ye Bufan: "(ćoć)"
"Can't you stop being so smug?" Ye Bufan was speechless. Was he really that weak?
"Alright, it's me who's too strong, and you haven't kept pace," Zhou Yan continued.
"Do you know that your behavior can easily get you beaten?" Ye Bufan said.
"Actually, I really want to shout out loud, 'Come and hit me if you dare!'" Zhou Yan said.
"Then say it."
"I won't say it."
"But you wanted to say it earlier."
"If I say it just because you tell me to, wouldn't that make me lose face?"
"I never give you face."
"I will force you to give it to me."
...
The purpose of this banquet had been achieved. Zhou Yan and the others soon returned to their accommodations. This time, everyone had a general understanding of each other's strength.
None of the students from the Four Academies were mediocre. Their ability to secure the top three positions was a testament to their formidable strength.
However, they also recognized the powerhouses of Shen Long Academy. Every student present was exceptional, and none of them were from prominent families.
These individuals were loyal to their nation, and upon graduation, they would directly assume officer positions in the various branches of the Shen Long Nation's military.
After a night's rest and a nutritious breakfast, the group gathered.
The dozen or so individuals quickly assembled, standing quietly with the students of the Shen Long Nation, awaiting the start of the special training.
Gu Long arrived with a few others and said, "I am very pleased to welcome these dozen freshmen to the special training team. Whether you are freshmen or you seasoned individuals, I will treat you all equally. Anyone who fails to complete their tasks as required will be punished."
"Now, I declare that the special training begins!" Da Feng Novel Network
As Gu Long finished speaking, he waved his hand. The formations beneath all the students' feet were activated. When they opened their eyes again, they had arrived in a new world.
There was no one beside them; only themselves remained.
"The first objective today is for each person to eliminate ten thousand monsters. Begin now!" a voice echoed in everyone's ears.
As the voice faded, a pile of weapons appeared before them, and they were instructed to choose one.
Their personal weapons were unusable.
Zhou Yan chose a longsword, and the other weapons vanished.
Once the weapon was selected, Zhou Yan walked towards the depths and saw pairs of blood-red eyes. Zhou Yan swung his sword down, and his terrifying spiritual energy transformed into a storm of sword qi, erupting towards the monsters.
"Rumble!"
The monster was struck, and dozens of them were annihilated by Zhou Yan.
However, Zhou Yan discovered that using spiritual energy here consumed dozens of times more spiritual energy than usual.
"Am I being restricted?" Zhou Yan realized. This place was limiting their spiritual energy consumption, which was a significant disadvantage.