Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 80 Prelude!

City B, Chengcun High School.

At this moment, the originally quiet high school atmosphere was shrouded in an abnormal solemnity.

As a team of armed military police rushed into the campus, everyone knew what would happen next.

At this moment, those with excellent grades were calm, while those with low scores clenched their teeth in fear and trembled constantly.

Led by the military police, the government official in suits walked into the classroom, smiled and opened the roster in his hand and asked, "Is student Zhang San here?"

As soon as the words came out, all the students in the class looked back and saw a young man in the back row of the classroom turned pale instantly.

"Since your academic performance this year is the lowest in your grade and you have been absent from classes many times, you have been selected for the Carnival Day."

As the government official spoke, Zhang San felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by a hand.

He wanted to argue, to resist, to escape...

But everything came to a halt with a series of machine gun fire from next door.

"It seems that Mr. Li next door does not agree with our proposal now." The government official said with a cold smile.

Yes, according to the regulations, those selected for the Carnival Day list no longer have basic human rights.

Until the end of the carnival day, they will be kept in centralized custody, living in an area more cramped and densely packed than a university dormitory, and detained like animals.

It’s like a slave about to enter a fight to the death in the Colosseum, either win or die!

Dare not resist, dare not argue, dare not escape.

Zhang San obediently stretched out his hands and allowed the military police to handcuff him, and then he was led out of the school gate.

When passing by the next classroom, Zhang San turned his head slightly and saw Li Si lying in a pool of blood next door.

"Fortunately, at least my family has earned enough money," Zhang San consoled himself.

He actively chose to skip classes and miss exams.

After all, if there has to be a worst-performing student in every grade, why not him?

As long as they are given enough money to live on, some people are willing to sacrifice their lives, and a large number of people are willing to spend money to be the worst student.

As for who will pay for the lives? Of course, it will be the bad students in the bottom 100 of the grade.

Their families are naturally willing to spend some money to prevent the family's greatest treasure from dying young.

"So I have to live." Zhang San said with determination in his eyes.

He wanted to survive the carnival and then live the rest of his life with millions of cash.

His confidence comes from his own martial arts skills.

After knowing that the carnival would come, he had a full year to prepare patiently.

He had learned about hand-to-hand combat, weapon attacks, the configuration of explosives, and the use of firearms before the Great Destruction.

In Crossfire Elite, he is one of the top 100 players in the country, so he is not at a loss when it comes to picking up a firearm.

"Whether it's a quick kill or a brutal kill, I have no problem with that! Whoever stands in my way will be eliminated!" Zhang San, who was wearing shackles, thought so.

However, half an hour later, after being taken to the prison for centralized detention, looking at the bald men around him with muscular bodies and tattoos, fear replaced his previous confidence.

"How terrifying..."

The so-called experience and knowledge seemed so powerless when facing the thugs who did not take human life seriously. In front of Zhang San, in the small 15-square-meter concrete cell, there were men squatting with malicious looks, staring at him like prey.

If the rules did not forbid killing each other in advance in order to make the carnival day more lively, he would probably be eaten alive by these thugs in the next second.

When Zhang San was daydreaming, a hand gently patted him on the back, scaring him so much that he shuddered all over.

Turning around, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard walked in, also wearing handcuffs.

"Young man, judging from your appearance, were you selected because of your poor grades?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Yes, uncle, you too?" Zhang San asked curiously, feeling that the other party did not seem to have committed a crime.

"Alas, I have the most leave days in the entire company. I also messed up a project a month ago. By the time I realized the problem, it was too late." The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"So I was chosen by those big companies," Zhang San thought to himself.

While he was thinking, a military policeman walked in from outside, glanced at everyone and said, "Carnival Day will be in three days. You will have two choices then."

"The first one is to choose to kill. We will give a weapon to those who choose to kill, and require you to take at least one life."

"If you can't do this, the collars around your necks will explode at the end of Carnival Day."

"The second option is to hide and pray that you survive that day. This option does not require you to kill anyone, but the collars on your necks will emit light when they sense similar collars within a ten-meter range."

"By the way, if a prisoner kills another prisoner, that counts as a quota."

The military police smiled and announced: "It is your personal choice whether to choose to kill or to retreat."

"And next, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the carnival day, I will arrange a training for you. All of you must study hard. Otherwise, if you die inexplicably, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After finishing speaking, the military police clapped their hands lightly, and the men behind them immediately pushed up a screen on which the content that needed to be learned was being played.

Seeing the content on the screen, the prisoners in the room were all surprised. They didn't expect that they would be learning this kind of thing.

"You dregs of human society, struggle hard, and see you on carnival day."

The military police walked out of the door laughing, then slammed the door shut and handed the screen to these people.

As the perspective changed, the group of prisoners began to study the knowledge on the screen seriously.

The above details how to use a parachute!

……

At this moment, on the rooftop of the villa, Fang Can was shirtless with his hands spread out, allowing his body to shine as brightly as possible.

Because it is an idealistic martial art, although in theory absorbing sunlight and ultraviolet rays is not much different from fluorescent lamps.

But sunlight is rich in nutrients and has a natural beauty, as if it is rich in the vitamins needed by the body, making the body more willing to absorb it.

As the body completed a cycle of circulation, Fang Can's eyes suddenly opened, and there seemed to be a flash of brilliance in them.

"The entrance hall...is at the ninth level." He put on his clothes with satisfaction, feeling impressed at the progress he had made over the past few days.

"Now I have barely reached the foundation of the next level. It is time to practice further."

Fang Can clenched his fist and said, "So I need women. I need a lot of women to help me practice."

"Ah?" Behind Fang Can, Jiang Ning'an tilted his head in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)