I have a devouring system for spiritual energy recovery

—Star Sea World—

Lingsu Continent, Human Race Federation, Imperial Capital.

The Imperial Capital Martial Arts Academy is a training institution dedicated to building the foundation for human cubs.

Generally, students who graduate from the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Academy are fifteen or sixteen years old, and their cultivation can reach the sixth level of Tongmai Realm or above.

Excellent graduates can even reach the Taoist realm.

In the competition arena of the martial arts academy.

A group of six or seven-year-old children gathered here, looking excitedly at the two figures who were fighting fiercely on the stage.

They are obviously only human cubs in the first and second levels of Tongmai Realm, but their attack power is no less powerful than that of ordinary adults, and they are full of fun to watch.

As the top foundation-building academy in the Human Federation, all students at the Imperial Martial Arts Academy are very outstanding and are among the best among their peers.

"It's so slow." A child king with black hair and black eyes sat on a chair and clicked his tongue disdainfully.

"Boss, how can these guys compare to you?"

"That's right, the people on the stage now are just students from the ordinary class, and they are very weak."

A pair of twins said next to the child king.

A child with a round belly wiped the oil from his mouth and said eagerly: "Boss, do you still have the Dao Spirit Realm monster you sneaked out to kill yesterday? I've finished my share."

"Wanhao, you are a guy who knows how to eat all day long. Don't you know that the boss despises you?" Zhu Qiaozhi looked at Wanhao with disdain and said.

"Boss didn't say he disliked me, what are you talking about?" Wan Hao said with his head raised.

"No, I dislike it, I'm just too lazy to say it." Qiu Ziyang glanced at Wan Hao and added slowly.

"..." The little fat man Wan Hao immediately looked sad.

"I'll get you some when I get back to the dormitory later. Eat less. This food won't be digested and will easily explode your intestines." Qiu Ziyang warned.

"Okay, boss." Wan Hao suddenly beamed.

Ever since they followed Qiu Ziyang, the boss, their lives have been very smooth.

Even more comfortable than when they were at home.

Because Qiu Ziyang, the proud man of heaven, often sneaks out of the dormitory and goes to the wild to kill the magical beasts in the Dao Spirit Realm to make a living for their group of younger brothers.

After one semester, the cultivation level of their brothers has been rising steadily.

Now they are already at the seventh level of Tongmai Realm.

Having fully met the standards for graduating from the academy, it is not difficult to imagine that when they reach the age, they will definitely become Taoist realm warriors.

Once they graduate and reach the Taoist realm, not only will their faces be glowing, but their parents will also be proud of them.

"The semester will be over before I know it. This semester has been so boring. I might not come here anymore." Qiu Ziyang put his head in his hands and whispered.

He originally thought he would get along very happily with peers like Wan Hao, but he seriously overestimated his ability to bear it.

Because Wanhao and this group of people were not at the same level as him. After staying with these people for a long time, Qiu Ziyang doubted himself more than once or twice.

Did his parents send him to school, or did they send him here specifically to punish him...

He was fed up with this kind of game that was like playing house.

"Boss, you won't come next semester?" Wan Hao said with wide eyes and a look of shock on his face.

"No! Boss, we can't bear to leave you." Brothers Zhu Peiqi and Zhu Qiaozhi didn't want to let go of Qiu Ziyang's thigh.

"It's so boring here. There's no challenge at all." Qiu Ziyang glanced at the young man in the stands in the distance who was leaning on a cane and had a bruised nose and face.

Two months ago, that young man was the most dazzling genius in the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Academy. At the age of 13, he was already at the fourth level of Taoism.

As a result, he was seriously injured by a slap from Qiu Ziyang last month and almost died on the spot.

It was only yesterday that he was rescued and now he can barely walk.

When the young man and Qiu Ziyang looked into each other's eyes, there was no longer the arrogance and disdain of the past, only the lingering fear.

Originally, Qiu Ziyang didn't want to talk to that guy, but his temper was also limited. The boy kept provoking him, and Qiu Ziyang had no choice but to slap him.

However, Qiu Ziyang immediately regretted it as soon as he took action.

After he slapped him, he knelt on the ground and begged the boy not to die.

Fortunately, Qiu Ziyang could control his power very well, otherwise the young man would not have been severely injured and left breathing, but would have been directly beaten into a ball of blood foam, with no bones left.

"Boss, that guy still dares to look at you."

"The senior is in such good health. He was able to walk just after being discharged from the hospital. I'm so envious."

"Speaking of it, the scene last time was interesting. It was obviously that person who kept provoking me, but in the end it was you, the boss, who knelt on the ground... hahahahaha!"

"The boss was almost scared to death by that man. He kept kneeling on the ground and begging that man not to die. Hahaha... He was obviously so weak, but yet so arrogant."

Wan Hao and others also noticed the boy on crutches and recalled the scene of Qiu Ziyang kneeling on the ground begging him not to die.

That scene is as interesting as it is interesting.

Even after the boy was seriously injured, his parents still wanted to find justice.

But after finding out that Qiu Ziyang was the son of the Supreme Taoist Realm, and that Qiu Ziyang's backer was the Great Sage Qingdong of Imperial College, he immediately gave in.

He even apologized to Qiu Ziyang.

"Stop talking...it's embarrassing to me." Qiu Ziyang covered the black line on his forehead and said with an embarrassed look.

Because of this incident, he was lectured by Yan Xian and Qiu Lingfeng.

The content is also very simple, it is about the fact that he neglected to practice, failed to control his power well, and almost slapped his son to death.

If Qiu Ziyang could control his power meticulously, then he shouldn't slap people half to death, but just slap them away.

The competition in the ring ended quickly, and the next competition followed.

This is the "final exam" belonging to the Imperial Martial Arts School. The monitors of each class need to go on stage to compete. Those with excellent results will receive hefty rewards.

Of course, considering the gap in cultivation and talent, all class monitors have clear classifications.

There won't be too much of a gap between each other's cultivation levels.

to ensure sufficient fairness.