High Martial Arts Storm

Tang Xue?

The instructor at the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy?

"Received." Yang Haocheng took a deep breath, suppressing his frustration, and slowly asked, "Excuse me for asking, but my college entrance exam scores were pretty good, so why was I ultimately admitted to Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy?"

"What? You look down on the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy?" Tang Xue asked with a smile.

"I generally don't comment on things I don't understand. However, I wanted to apply to Wanlian Dao Academy, and with my grades, I should have no problem being admitted. But that didn't happen. I want to know what went wrong during that time? Or... what happened?" Yang Haocheng asked again.

"If you want the answer, I'll answer it for you in person when I pick you up on August 20th." Tang Xue paused slightly before continuing, "To help you stay calm, I'll remind you of two things: First, the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy is under the jurisdiction of the military; second, if you have nothing better to do, you can inquire about the academy."

That's all!

Tang Xue didn't give Yang Haocheng any more time to speak and ended the call directly.

Yang Haocheng looked surprised.

Subordinate to the military?

Want to find out about this martial arts academy?

He sensed something was wrong and, almost without hesitation, he began using a communicator to contact people he knew and inquire about the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy.

result……

He received an answer he never dreamed of.

Many acquaintances have only heard of the name of this martial arts academy, but have never heard of anyone being admitted.

Yang Haocheng understood that something was amiss if things were not going according to plan.

After ending the communication, he went directly to the sixth floor to find Nan Zhanming.

"Did you receive your acceptance letter?" Nan Zhanming asked with a faint smile.

"received."

"Isn't it unbelievable? After all, with your college entrance exam scores, you should have had no problem getting into one of the top three martial arts academies, but you were admitted to an unknown ordinary martial arts academy. You must be completely confused, right?" Nan Zhanming asked again with a smile.

"Yes, I'm confused," Yang Haocheng said honestly.

"Don't be confused. Being able to train at the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy proves that you are excellent enough. I can't tell you the specifics, since you are not a member there yet. But I can tell you that among the millions of high school students in our Nan Yan City, including the six major base cities under its jurisdiction, only you, Tang Fei, and Mo Yan are peerless geniuses qualified to train at that martial arts academy," Nan Zhanming said.

"Tang Fei has been accepted into the Longevity Academy, and even Mo Yan has been accepted into the Myriad Lotus Academy," Yang Haocheng said.

"It was at a great cost that Wanlian Dao Academy managed to save Mo Yan." Nan Zhanming said, then waved his hand before continuing, "Don't ask anymore, I can't say any more. You just need to remember one thing: your talent for cultivation will not be buried, and the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy is very suitable for you."

"I……"

Yang Haocheng's lips moved, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions.

His anxiety has subsided considerably.

He believed that Nan Zhanming would not harm him, nor would he make baseless accusations to deceive him.

"Yang Haocheng, continue participating in battles! From now until August 20th, the most important thing for you is to cultivate, and to strive to reach the top 10,000 in the 'Newcomer Battle Ranking' in the 'Intelligent Battle System'," Nan Zhanming said solemnly.

"yes!"

Yang Haocheng nodded hurriedly and then left the sixth floor.

I've been accepted...

He did not hide anything.

He told his father, Lan Xinlin, Xiang Tianhu, and his homeroom teacher Mu Ailian, and then put aside all his thoughts and began to fight against one expert after another on the arena of the "Intelligent Battle System".

Yes!

He challenged someone above his level.

Sixty percent of the opponents he chose were at the Eight-Star Battle Officer level, and forty percent were at the Nine-Star Battle Officer level. Despite this, as his combat skills became more and more proficient, his strength improved by leaps and bounds. He won most of his battles and lost very few times.

His battle points soared with each frenzied battle.

half a month later.

Through daily training, Yang Haocheng's combat power has reached 17.6, and his proficiency in the combat skill "Thirteen Mad Slashes" has reached 6.8, while his proficiency in "Floating Willow Steps" has reached 7.1.

On the internal energy circulation routes that match the two combat techniques, only sixteen blocked acupoints remain unopened.

In the restaurant.

Tang Fei is having a meal.

Lin Lei carried the tray over and sat down opposite Tang Fei. He didn't rush to eat, but hesitated for a moment before asking, "Hasn't he come out yet?"

"No!"

"I think he's gone mad. Sixteen hours have passed since he entered the sensor pod, and he's already had over two hundred matches today. If I'm not mistaken, he must have taken several vials of gene-enhancing drugs to restore his mental strength," Linley said with a wry smile.

"No madness, no demon." Tang Fei said this, but her feelings were somewhat complicated. She continued, "His points have already surpassed yours. If this continues, it won't be long before his points surpass mine."

"I……"

Lin Lei looked helpless.

He spends more than twelve hours a day in the "intelligent battle system" and needs to take at least two doses of gene potion to restore his mental strength every day.

Furthermore, he has won many matches but lost relatively few, and his points have accumulated to 3,425. His original ranking on the "Newcomer Battle Ranking" was far higher than Yang Haocheng's.

The results of it?

In the past two weeks, Yang Haocheng has spent more than sixteen hours a day participating in battles in the "Intelligent Battle System," and he plays far more battles than Yang Haocheng.

"Lin Lei, there's only one month left," Tang Fei reminded him.

"I know!"

"Knowing it's useless, we have too few points. To break into the top 10,000 of the 'Newcomer Battle Ranking,' we need at least 24,400 battle points. At our current rate of progress, it's impossible to complete the city lord's task," Tang Fei said calmly.

"And then?" Linley asked.

"We must fight opponents of a higher level, ideally two or three levels higher," Tang Fei said seriously.

"I've almost never lost to opponents of the same level, but my win rate against a master with the cultivation of a seven-star battle officer is only 85%, and my win rate against a master with the cultivation of an eight-star battle officer is only 60%..." Lin Lei sighed.

"You decide which level of opponent to challenge." Tang Fei took a sip of delicious bone broth and continued, "If I'm not mistaken, the reason Yang Haocheng's points have increased so quickly is that, as a Seven-Star Battle Officer, he has been challenging Nine-Star Battle Officer experts in the last two or three days."

"I understand," Lin Lei said, clenching his fist.

Tang Fei glanced towards the restaurant door, then continued eating with her head down.

She admired Yang Haocheng very much.

Madness...

scary!

She knew that Yang Haocheng was upset because of his admission to the martial arts academy, but she didn't want to let him down.

The 10,000th place on the "Newcomer Battle Ranking" has 23,890 points, while her own current points are only 5,680.

The difference is several times greater.

On the arena within the "Intelligent Battle System".

Yang Haocheng stared expressionlessly at his opponent, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent.

He was injured in the previous battle, but instead of leaving the arena to adjust his condition, he directly chose the "cross-level battle + 2 stars" option, and his opponent was still a nine-star battle officer.

"You're arrogant!"

The lean young man, nicknamed "Snowy Night Singing Tour," sized up Yang Haocheng and said coldly, "However, I will make you pay the price for your arrogance."

"Then let's fight..."

As soon as Yang Haocheng finished speaking, his figure transformed into a sharp arrow, instantly dashing more than ten meters away. He directly unleashed the fifth move of the "Thirteen Mad Demon Slashes." The layers upon layers of sword light appeared to surge like waves, but in reality, they concealed several cunning and strange sword beams, attempting to kill his opponent.

"Your swordsmanship and combat skills haven't reached the proficiency stage yet. Your cultivation level is lower than mine, and you're also at a disadvantage in terms of speed and strength. So even if you fight desperately, you'll ultimately be the one who loses." The lean young man said with a hint of sarcasm, wielding his sharp sword and constantly shattering the blades of light.

"I don't believe it!"

He unleashed the sixth move of the "Thirteen Madman Slashes," with the spirit of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of his own, and finally inflicted considerable damage on his opponent.

"Hey, is this your strongest move? With only a Seven-Star Battle Officer Realm cultivation, you can unleash such strong combat power. You're not bad. Unfortunately, your opponent is me, so... die!" The lean youth charged wildly, the sword light he wielded seemed capable of tearing through the spatial barrier, threatening to devour Yang Haocheng.

You're wrong!

Yang Haocheng burst into laughter:

"The seventh move, Seven Stars in a Row Slash."

Instantly.

The hilt of the battle sword danced around his wrist, his fingers tapping the hilt with lightning speed. The seemingly slow attack was actually terrifyingly fast, and the seven slashes of light connected as the opponent tried to defend.

Seven Stars in a Row Slash...

Each strike was more powerful than the last; the seven layers of sword light overlapped, destroying the opponent's sword light with unstoppable force and striking the opponent's neck fiercely.

"How is that possible? You..."

The lean young man, his face filled with disbelief, vanished from the arena as a streak of light before he could finish speaking.

in the audience.

The thousands of spectators watching the match instantly fell silent.