High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System - Chapter 845 - 415: Reunion with Su Tong’Er—Kill! (Triple-Length - )
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Not long after.
Jiang Ye arrived at White Dragon University’s airfield, meeting up with Principal Baijing, Qiu Cang, and other senior leaders from the school.
“Teacher? Principal?”
“All of you are going?” Jiang Ye looked at the numerous teachers from the school, feeling incredibly surprised.
He had earlier received news that some senior figures from the school would be heading to West Mountain Province.
But now… had the entire top-level administration of the school been mobilized?
“The Shadow Disaster in West Mountain Province is immense.”
“It’s even more severe than the last one in West Sea Province.” Bai Jing said gravely, “The Shadow Race is coming in full force, and every city in West Mountain Province may fall. We must deploy all high-tier forces.”
Qiu Cang and a group of high-level professors all wore solemn expressions.
Seeing this, Jiang Ye also felt a tightening in his heart.
In the past, he might have been a little confused.
But now? After obtaining the “Civilization Archive,” Jiang Ye’s horizons had been broadened a thousandfold… he was acutely aware that the fall of each city would mean the Shadow Race devouring the fortunes of the Blue Star civilization.
This battle was not only about defending their homeland.
It was about defending the fortune of civilization, and even the future of the entire Blue Star civilization!
Suddenly.
“Is Teacher Zhu still in West Mountain Province?” Jiang Ye looked at Qiu Cang.
“Yes.” Qiu Cang nodded.
Jiang Ye felt his heart sink.
Zhu Honglie was his first teacher after entering university, holding great significance for Jiang Ye.
“Don’t worry.” Qiu Cang comforted him, “Old Zhu has been in West Mountain Province for over half a year without incident, so it should be fine this time too.”
“Hmm.” Jiang Ye nodded slightly.
He had heard that Zhu Honglie had successfully broken through the Eighth Break in West Mountain Province and was now considered top-tier combat power against the Shadow Disaster.
…
A moment later, over 90% of the senior school officials had gathered at the airfield.
“Everyone, as per the original plan.”
“Two people select a city.” Bai Jing said in a deep voice, “Qiu Cang, you will go with Jiang Ye.”
“Alright.” Qiu Cang nodded slightly.
“Principal, Jiang Ye is still a student. Shouldn’t we send another teacher with him?” a professor in a purple robe couldn’t help but suggest.
Other professors nodded in agreement.
In their eyes, Jiang Ye was still a junior.
“You’re underestimating Jiang Ye.”
“He’s no less capable than any of you Eighth Break powerhouses.” Bai Jing smiled, “In fact, he surpasses most of you.”
He had long known of Jiang Ye’s strength.
If not, he wouldn’t have agreed to Jiang Ye entering the Shadow Race’s lair.
“What?”
“Eighth Break?”
“Stronger than us? That’s impossible, right?”
“Principal, you must be joking?” The professors all shook their heads, as each of them had been cultivating for over a hundred years.
Being a high-level professor at White Dragon University indicated they were top-tier at the Eighth Break level.
At least top-tier on Blue Star.
Yet now, the principal claimed they were no match for Jiang Ye?
“Jiang Ye, would you demonstrate for the teachers?” Bai Jing smiled.
“Principal…” Jiang Ye smiled wryly.
But at this point, he did not refuse, knowing Bai Jing’s intention was to boost morale.
“Whoosh~!”
With a thought, a Five-Colored Tao Lotus appeared behind Jiang Ye, emanating an oceanic energy.
Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth.
The Five Great Mysteries!
In an instant, a powerful aura at the Peak of Eighth Break surged across the scene.
“Peak of Eighth Break?”
“Five types of Eighth Break peak-level mysteries?”
“What? What? Jiang Ye?”
“This is too unbelievable.” Many teachers and professors were left speechless.
Some had heard rumors that Jiang Ye possessed combat power at the Peak of Eighth Break.
But they never imagined all five of Jiang Ye’s mysteries had reached the Peak of Eighth Break!
Most of them had only mastered one mystery.
At most two.
Even then, it took them over a hundred years of cultivation to barely reach the Eighth Break level.
But Jiang Ye? He was only a third-year student.
“Good.”
“Truly a peerless genius.”
“Old Qiu, you’ve trained a great student!”
“A blessing for White Dragon, a blessing for Blue Star!” These teachers were overjoyed, their eyes wide and voice trembling.
They couldn’t comprehend Jiang Ye’s cultivation speed.
“You’re too kind, teachers.” Jiang Ye responded modestly.
Inwardly, he couldn’t help but feel emotional.
It was just the Peak of Eighth Break.
If these teachers knew he had reached the power of Nine Breaks, wouldn’t their reaction be even more exaggerated?
“Blue Star, its horizons are ultimately too narrow.” Jiang Ye sighed inwardly.
In the Huanglong Civilization, finding a Seventh Break powerhouse with Eighth Break power isn’t rare.
“Let’s go, everyone.”
Bai Jing spoke up, “It’s getting late, and the Shadow Disaster in West Mountain Province may have already erupted.”
Whoosh!
As he finished speaking, everyone, including Jiang Ye, felt an invisible force envelop them.
Boom!
In an instant, the scene changed rapidly, and they had left White Dragon University.
“This speed?”
“The principal…” Jiang Ye was amazed, as even his normal speed couldn’t compare.
In a short time, they accelerated to over a thousand miles per second.
“Principal Baijing, so he’s a Peak of Nine Breaks powerhouse.” Jiang Ye thought to himself.
His current power could match a Nine Break, even Mid-period Break.
But in terms of speed, he was not on par with Principal Bai.
Of course, if he used techniques like ’Shrinking Ground into Inches,’ Principal Baijing wouldn’t be much faster than Jiang Ye.
…
Just a few seconds later.
“We’re here, West Mountain Province.” Bai Jing said deeply, slowing his pace.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ye and many teachers also came to a halt.
“This?”
“West Mountain Province is…” Qiu Cang, Elder Zi, and many teachers looked down, all with grim faces.


