High Martial Arts Era: Starting Comprehension Increased by 100,000 Times

Chapter 375 Arrival in Murmansk

"Greetings, Prince Zhenbei."

Jiang Yuan realized what was happening, raised his hands and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect. He had always held this Northern King of Great Xia in high esteem, and the fact that the other party guarded the border day after day was worthy of this salute.

The illusory figure nodded and smiled, "No need for formalities. I saw what happened just now. You are even more powerful than I imagined. No wonder you attracted such a targeted attack from the Abyss, which was willing to cross the world barrier to take action..."

Jiang Yuan was somewhat surprised, not expecting that everything that had happened before was under the watchful eyes of this Great Xia King, and that he had not noticed it at all.

The title of the number one king below the demigods of the Great Xia Dynasty is indeed well-deserved.

The illusory figure blurred slightly and continued:

"This martial arts avatar of mine can't hold out for long, otherwise those two guys in the Demon Cave will find an opportunity to take advantage of me, and that would be troublesome. To make a long story short..."

"This assassination attempt has a wide-ranging impact. I will inform the Grand Elder of the Ten Ministers Association to see if we can use this time to find the Great Xia traitor hiding within the Ten Ministers Association. In short, I will give you an explanation."

Jiang Yuan was startled.

Not only are there two deeply hidden traitors in the Great Xia Kingdom, Meng Xinghe and Chu Zhao.

Even members of the Ten Ministers' Council have it!

The Great Xia Dynasty is now riddled with problems, beset by internal and external troubles...

"The second thing is that you need to be careful of the Posuo Society when you go abroad to participate in the national war. This assassination organization is extremely cunning, especially their King of Assassins... Just in case, I will imbue your blade with a wisp of sword energy."

Bei Zhenyuan gave instructions while reaching out his hand.

The Heavenly Lock Blood Moon in Jiang Yuan's hand floated up, and a wisp of chaotic sword energy drifted into it. The blade instantly emitted a hazy chaotic light before returning to calm.

"The essence of my sword lies in [sealing and suppressing], sealing away evil and demons, and suppressing all external forces. You can comprehend it carefully. In addition, this sword energy is enough to withstand a king's attack, and it will surely be useful to you in critical moments."

Bei Zhenyuan spoke, his voice deep and calm, yet carrying an imposing aura.

Jiang Yuan was deeply moved once again and sincerely said, "Thank you, King of the North."

"Talent and aptitude are important, but the most important thing is to have an invincible heart. You already have the beginnings of an invincible spirit. Continue to hone your martial will, use your own will to surpass all things, and suppress all directions. Only in this way can you forge an invincible path and make the abyss tremble with fear. Be careful on this trip abroad, but don't be overly cautious. If any foreign king or noble dares to attack you, we will not stand idly by. I look forward to seeing the day you become king..."

The phantom spoke, then gradually faded away.

The invisible pressure that had enveloped the entire danger zone dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

"Martial will...will..."

Jiang Yuan stood there for a long time, savoring the moment. His martial will manifested, transforming into an ancient, indestructible blood-red Great Wall that floated in the void. The sheer pressure emanating from it was enough to shatter the bones of a mid-level martial artist, making it difficult for them to even unleash their talents.

"Besides amplifying combat power and suppressing the opponent's mental domain, martial will seems to have an even greater use... Could it suppress the enemy's innate power?"

A glint of light flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes as he quickly deduced what was going on and came up with many ideas.

The higher the realm, the stronger the life level, and the more astonishing and difficult to deal with various strange and unpredictable talents and supernatural abilities. Those involving space, time, rules, and cause and effect are even more troublesome.

It's impossible to say that there are no beings in the abyss who possess god-level talents.

There may be a powerful being with god-like talent hiding somewhere on Earth.

If one were to ever fight against such an existence, the martial will that can suppress the opponent's innate abilities would be of paramount importance.

"It seems that my immediate goals should be to enhance my martial will, collect divine medicines to strengthen my mental attributes, and also to upgrade my Immortal Divine Body to the intermediate level."

Jiang Yuan pondered to himself and determined his next cultivation goal.

Finally, Lanlan was summoned, swallowed whole, and the creature traversed space to catch up with the black fighter jet that had been knocked away.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, with only a few foolish birds of prey occasionally attacking, which Sikong and his companions slayed.

Half a day later.

The fighter jets traversed the vast jungles of West Asia and arrived over a snow-covered, frozen wasteland.

In the distance, a colossal white city sits on the edge of the construction site, with numerous aircraft shuttling back and forth. The massive city walls, reaching a height of three hundred meters, exude a strong sense of security.

"We've arrived." Song Yun took a sip of her drink.

Sikong and the others also stood by the window, looking down at the giant city near the frozen lake, their hearts surging with excitement.

This is the giant city of adventurers—Mormans!

finally reached!

……

"Welcome to Mormans."

When the fighter jets landed in the territory belonging to Great Xia, what came into view was a medieval architectural style, with a large number of strange-looking foreigners wearing all kinds of equipment, including burly sword-wielding warriors, slender and elegant mages, and masked and mysterious assassins...

"It feels like entering an RPG game..." An Tianzong exclaimed. As a game enthusiast, he felt as if the game had come into reality.

"It's said there are 100,000 adventurers here, how spectacular."

Yan Runan's tone was filled with curiosity.

This was also Lin Qingyan's first time here. In her previous life, when she rose to power, this place had already been reduced to ruins by the Abyss Riots.

"The aura of many powerful individuals."

Sikong, dressed in a well-fitting combat uniform, stood tall and imposing. His azure eyes swept across the surroundings, sensing the presence of many powerful martial artists.

Some people are watching this place at this moment, their gazes filled with curiosity, hostility, scrutiny, and gloom.

"Those young men are the national war competitors that Great Xia sent out this time?"

"Looks like someone special, but I wonder how strong they really are."

"They're just a bunch of greenhorns; they probably haven't even been to the abyss more than a few times."

"Hmph, there are only two days left until the national war, and you're only arriving now? You're really taking your time."

"Athletes from other countries have already arrived. I thought they wouldn't be participating this year."

"Chris from Russia, Park Jong-guk from South Korea, the little emperor from the United States, and the genius from India have all proven their strength by slaying high-level abyssal monsters. I wonder if these great talents of China can earn our respect."

"I heard they recently produced a phenomenal genius, I think his name is Jiang Yuan. He became a team leader before he was even twenty. I wonder who he is."

Inside a tavern facing the street, a five-person Russian team was having a post-dungeon party when they noticed the scene outside and turned to look.

A white-haired boy, standing on a stool, took a bite of the ferocious beast meat in his mouth.

"These are the contestants from Great Xia? They don't look that great."

Another woman, dressed in a mage's robe, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white skin, with a voluptuous figure and gray hair that covered half her eye, chuckled, "Don't underestimate them. True masters always hide their strength, right, Tina?"

The female swordswoman with long golden hair and wearing a battle robe opened her eyes, revealing a pair of strange, empty gray pupils, and silently looked out the window.

"Where is that Jiang Yuan?" Another burly man, two meters tall, turned his head to look around, his voice booming.

Inside the black fighter jet, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a figure descended the steps and came into view.

I saw that tall and slender figure.

A middle-aged man dressed in a Tang suit immediately stepped forward, his eyes lighting up. He had clearly been waiting for a long time.

"I am Tang Bing, the head of the diplomatic department, responsible for all diplomatic matters related to this national war."

The middle-aged man laughed and extended his hand to Jiang Yuan, "Professor Jiang... no, I should call you General Jiang. I've heard so much about you. You're even more handsome than I saw on the internet."

He appeared refined and scholarly, but was also a mid-level martial artist. In the shadows behind him, two grandmaster-level experts were hidden.

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

"Not at all. Please come with me, everyone. I have prepared a banquet to welcome you all," Tang Bingdao said.