High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

"Brother Fang, the martial arts assessment is in ten days."

"I heard from a rumor that your crush, Xu Wan'er, is going to be admitted to the Feng Huo Martial Arts School through a special admission program."

"He'll be a respected martial artist in the future, and compared to us, we're worlds apart."

"Why is there such a huge difference between people? It's so disheartening!"

In a bright classroom, Fang Fan heard the fat man's words and silently turned to look out the window. Do you know what the most painful thing in the world is?

Even knowing these things, there's a fat guy next to you repeating them again.

To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit!

"Hey Fang, are you really not going to confess? This is the last chance. You two won't be able to see each other again."

The fat man muttered to himself.

That hurts, bro. Can you please shut up? If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute.

Fang Fan's mood, which had improved slightly, was once again plunged into deep thought under the fat man's relentless attacks. He gave a bitter smile, saying that the word "martial artist" was easy to say but incredibly difficult to achieve.

He spent eighteen years trying but still failed.

Eighteen years ago, he traveled to this world, a world completely different from Earth.

There are demonic beasts and martial artists!

One hundred years ago, a monster world called Blood Moon suddenly merged with this world, creating many spatial rifts from which countless monsters emerged.

The monsters are bloodthirsty and brutal, feeding on human flesh and blood. Initially, humans wanted to use strategic weapons to destroy the space passage, but due to the merging of the two worlds, a mysterious substance from the Blood Moon World also infiltrated in.

Near the space rift, any electronic equipment will fail.

Having lost this advantage, humanity suffered a crushing defeat and heavy casualties against these inhuman and incredibly powerful monsters.

This year was called the year of calamity.

It was also in this year that martial artists began to appear among humans, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to nourish themselves and create powerful combat strength.

His physique, strength, speed, and abilities are comparable to those of a demonic beast!

For the first fifty years, humanity was on the defensive. As long as the monster army left the area covered by the mysterious substance in the spatial rift, humanity would use firearms to launch a counterattack.

However, as time went on, the monsters that appeared became more and more powerful, and firearms became less and less effective.

Just then, warriors emerged from among humanity, and under the leadership of a powerful human, they launched the first counterattack in history, also known as the War of Hope.

After this battle, humanity officially began the era of counterattack.

Fifty years have passed. Of the ten spatial rifts, five have been suppressed. Even though they are suppressed, they are still dangerous and require powerful martial artists and armies to guard them.

The remaining five are still locked in fierce fighting, with no peace in sight.

Fang Fan transmigrated here, believing himself to be the chosen protagonist, destined to save humanity, suppress demonic beasts, launch a counterattack against the Blood Moon, and become an unparalleled being. However, eighteen years have passed, and he hasn't even reached the level of a basic martial artist.

What's most hateful is that he doesn't even deserve love!

Other people time-travel to enjoy a life of luxury, but he time-traveled to suffer the hardships of life.

"Classmates, I have some good news to share. Our classmate Xu Wan'er has broken through the 500-jin mark and reached the beginner level of martial arts. She has been recommended to Feng Huo Martial Arts School. Let's congratulate her."

"As for the other students, those who feel they have no hope of passing the martial arts assessment can consider finding a job."

"After all, society still needs some clerical jobs."

The homeroom teacher happily announced the news on the stage: a future martial arts master had emerged from his class, which would make him much more prestigious at school.

Fang Fan glanced to the side and saw Xu Wan'er, with her graceful figure and pure and charming appearance, surrounded by her classmates, who showered her with compliments.

"congratulations!"

Fang Fan murmured to himself that his strength was far from that of a martial artist. The minimum standard for a martial artist's assessment was 500 jin of punching force, but his highest strength was only 300 jin, which was only half of that.

The world has changed dramatically, and the physical condition of humans has improved considerably. He is working very hard to train his body, but his strength is increasing very slowly.

There has been absolutely no progress lately.

Each test maintained a force of around 300 jin, which undoubtedly refers to himself.

You can't do it!

Fang Fan stood up, his attention drawn to an ant on the table, as if that ant was himself.

Feeling lost, helpless, and powerless in the face of things.

Like mayflies, with the strength of ants, how can they shake this world? In the end, aren't they just like these ants, their fates not in their own hands, at the mercy of others?

Fang Fan stretched out his finger and crushed the ant, letting his martial arts dream vanish along with the ant.

[Ding-dong, you have killed an ant and gained 0.1 units of feeding value.]

Ok?

What was that sound?

A strange voice suddenly rang in Fang Fan's ears, startling him. He looked around in surprise, realizing that demons had descended upon the world and life was filled with all sorts of unimaginable dangers.

However, after searching, nothing was found.

That voice, could it be...?

As a transmigrator from Earth, he was aware of the existence of cheat codes.

Fang Fan found it hard to believe. If it really was a system, then his predicament might very well improve.

system?

System Bro?

System Master?

No matter how Fang Fan called out after that, there was no response. He felt utterly disappointed. It seemed he had misheard; how could there possibly be a system...?

"Buzz...buzz...buzz."

A mosquito buzzed around Fang Fan's ear, disturbing his peace of mind.

"Snapped!"

Fang Fan made his move with fluid grace, swatting the swarming mosquitoes to death with a single slap.

[Ding-dong, you have killed a mosquito and gained 0.1 units of feeding value.]

Holy crap!

"It's true!"

Fang Fan's body trembled.

"It's true that he was recommended to Feng Huo Martial Arts School, of course it's true, how could that be false?"

"Do you suddenly feel like you're not good enough for her?"

"It's okay, Brother Fang, you still have me. Even though you're not good enough for him, Fatty will always support you."

There's an old saying that goes, "A toad that doesn't want to eat swan meat isn't a good toad."

"No, I misspoke... Brother Fang, you're not a toad, no, I mean, Brother Fang, you're a good toad... that's not it either..."

The fat man explained from the side, but Fang Fan had no interest in listening to the lecture. His mind was completely focused on the two unfamiliar voices. Then, to the fat man's astonishment, Fang Fan ran out of the classroom like a madman.

Many surprised looks were left behind. Among them, Xu Wan'er was also somewhat surprised as she watched Fang Fan run out. Could it be that Fang Fan was provoked by her?

"Everyone, stop watching! Everyone needs to use the restroom!"

"My brother Fang really needs to pee, is that not allowed?"

The fat man explained from the side, but muttered to himself.

"Brother Fang, I know you're upset, but you have to face reality. Xu Wan'er isn't someone like us can mess with."