All of this stems from He Xiangdong's extraordinary strength and exceptional talent.

With such solid support, he naturally has enough confidence to meet any challenge and firmly believes that he will be invincible!

This is why He Xiangdong felt a strong urge and desire welling up inside him. He secretly pondered whether he had the ability to take on a seemingly impossible task—

He defeated and knocked all five freshmen from the Wilderness Martial Arts University, except for Chen Feng, off the stage!

It should be noted that before this, those elite warriors hailed as "seed warriors" could usually only handle the attacks of three people.

Even the most outstanding among them could only fight four people before becoming exhausted and unable to continue.

However, He Xiangdong had an unwavering belief in his own abilities, and he was convinced that he would definitely surpass these former top performers.

This confidence is not blind arrogance, but rather stems from the profound foundation accumulated through years of hard work and the tenacious will honed through countless life-and-death battles.

Standing on this stage full of competition and challenges, He Xiangdong shines like a dazzling star, radiating an undeniable brilliance.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with determination and resolve, as if he could already see the dawn of victory beckoning to him...

It must be admitted that in this great nation, all the martial artists who can rank among the top ten are exceptionally strong and renowned.

Among them, the expert named He Xiangdong, although only ranked sixth, always harbored a strong sense of self-confidence and pride.

For a long time, he firmly believed that, apart from those two legendary figures—Bai Qingqing and Zhang Yunxia—no one in the world could rival them.

However, life is unpredictable, and fate is always full of variables.

Just recently, Chen Feng emerged out of nowhere, like a dazzling new star streaking across the sky.

After witnessing the thrilling contest between Chen Feng and Zhang Yunxia, ​​He Xiangdong's once proud heart began to waver.

Faced with such a formidable opponent, even the usually arrogant He Xiangdong couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, secretly thinking: Perhaps, he really is no match for Chen Feng...

You should know that Bai Qingqing once told him personally that if he could devote himself to cultivating the Bai family's unique sword qi storm technique, he would also have the opportunity to embark on the path of becoming a mentalist.

Moreover, according to her, as long as one cultivates the C-level sword qi storm to the Great Perfection, one can at least enter the ranks of the Eighth-Rank Spiritual Mind Master!

However, the abilities Chen Feng displayed were already at the threshold of B-level sword qi storm, and he had only just begun to grasp the basics.

Therefore, it can be inferred that his mental master level has most likely reached the peak of the eighth rank!

Unfortunately, it remains unclear whether this enigmatic master possesses those magical techniques specifically tailored for spiritual practitioners.

After all, for a truly powerful mentalist, in addition to having profound cultivation, being proficient in various exquisite techniques and skills would undoubtedly be like adding wings to a tiger, making their combat power even higher!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become even more curious about Chen Feng, secretly wondering how many hidden cards he still had up his sleeve...

With mixed feelings, He Xiangdong stepped onto the ring. His gaze swept over Chen Feng before landing on his cousin, He Fanghua, on the opposite side of the ring. He saw the firm and fervent look in He Fanghua's eyes, as if burning with fierce fighting spirit.

"Little sister, you're getting a bit too cocky, aren't you?" He Xiangdong said expressionlessly, his voice carrying a hint of coldness. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a barely perceptible worry.

He Fanghua snorted, a stubborn smile playing on her lips. Her hands were clenched tightly, her body leaning slightly forward, as if ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Then, she unleashed her Wind God Leg technique, launching an attack on her cousin, He Xiangdong. Her figure moved like lightning, swiftly rushing towards He Xiangdong. Her leg muscles were taut, each step carrying immense power and creating a gust of wind.

At the same time, she multitasked, gathering a large amount of sword energy above her head. These sword energies gleamed with a cold light, like nimble silver snakes, swirling around her body.

The sword energies intertwined, forming a tight defensive circle, like an indestructible barrier.