High Martial Arts Races: I Ascend to the Future in a Simulation

"I used to be reluctant to buy these things, and I could only afford to eat them four or five times a week. Today, I'm going to eat my fill!"

Xu Fei took out the black gold meal card that the principal had given him that morning—this represented the privilege of a first-level martial artist, which could be used without limit in the cafeteria.

Of course, it can only be used for your own food and drink; you can't bring others along for a free meal.

I ordered a horse meat rice bowl first, and then added a boneless fish.

The former's race, the White-haired Steed, ranks around 870,000th in the heavens, which seems low, but a ranking within the million means that there is a sixth-realm emperor in its race.

The boneless fish, whose main ingredient is the "Xuntian Crucian Carp," is ranked over a millionth. There were originally several fifth-realm fish kings, and their habitat was right next to the human realm. When the Heavenly Gate first opened, many extraordinary fish rushed into the sea and dominated one side.

Later, they were severely punished, and the entire "Free Sea and Sky" realm was turned into a breeding ground for humans, providing nutritious meals for human youth for thousands of years to make up for their past mistakes.

Horse meat rice bowl uses tender thigh meat from a white horse, sliced ​​into thin pieces, coated with a rich sauce, and finally placed on top of steaming hot rice. It is very flavorful and has a slightly chewy texture.

Xuntian crucian carp are all finger-length fry, which are baked after a special deboning process. Each fry contains rich vital energy, and eating them is highly nutritious and can clear the eyes and ears.

"If you eat these two dishes for forty or fifty years, you might awaken two basic talents: 'rubber band rope' and 'keen senses'."

Xu Fei thought to himself that it wasn't necessary to break through the first or second realm and overcome that barrier to awaken a new talent; there were many other ways to awaken a talent.

For example, taking rare and precious medicines, or being stuck at a certain level in martial arts for many years, discovering new potential and displaying it as talent...

However, no matter how many such talents are awakened, it has nothing to do with a person's inherent martial arts aptitude.

Some members of martial arts clans and even royal families awaken top-tier talents through external objects right from birth. Even as martial students, they can easily defeat early-stage martial masters. But when they break through to the next realm: hey! They only gain a low-level talent.

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, a tap was heard on the corner of the table. Xu Fei looked up and saw a man and a woman walk to the opposite side and sit down.

He was about to make a sarcastic remark about "young couples deliberately getting close to each other," but then he recognized one of them.

She was a short-haired girl with delicate features. Her petite body seemed fragile, yet she exuded a sharp aura. Dressed as a capable martial arts practitioner, she had a cool vibe at first glance.

There was also a man.

Xu Fei recognized the girl, Zhao Ziqing, who was second in her grade and also the student council president of No. 3 Middle School. She was beautiful and had excellent grades, so it was hard not to remember her.

I don't know that man.

"What can I do for you, gentlemen?"

Xu Fei calmly took a tissue from the fixed tissue box on the edge of the table and wiped the corner of his mouth.

He roughly guessed the reason.

The Third Middle School Student Union.

A small group spontaneously formed by students, an affiliated organization attached to the school.

No. 3 Middle School has no variety of clubs and organizations, only this one student council, which is unknown whether it was passed down from senior students decades or even hundreds of years ago.

There are two types of members. One type is those who have reached the tenth level of martial arts and have reached the limit of advancement. They will be invited by the student council to become one of them.

The second type is ATM members who lack martial arts skills but are willing to spend money to sponsor the student union. They are responsible for paying a membership fee of 1,000 yuan per month to maintain the basic operating expenses of the student union.

Above the members are the "cadres" and the "president," who are formal martial artists who have successfully broken through to the first realm and are considered to be the ones being supported.

"On behalf of the student council, I would like to invite you to join us," Zhao Ziqing said with a faint smile.

"Me?" Xu Fei pointed to himself: "Give me a reason? It can't just be because I heard people say I'm talented, okay?"

He couldn't be bothered with these things, because the Third Middle School Student Union wasn't some high-level organization. It didn't even have the school's endorsement; it was just an "unregulated gang" formed spontaneously among students, with virtually no legitimacy.

In his view, this student council was rather incongruous, attracting people to join with a strange sense of glory that was "passed down from generation to generation," but in reality, it was nothing outside of No. 3 Middle School.

Even at No. 3 Middle School, the martial arts students with the worst grades could choose to ignore them. They couldn't do anything; at most, they could only offer some minor bullying with "martial arts challenges."

"Of course I didn't hear it from someone else." The man next to him snorted. "You told us yourself yesterday morning."

"That's one factor," Zhao Ziqing glared at the person next to her, and continued, "So, Xu Fei, would you like to join?"

"So what am I supposed to do if I join? What's the use? What are the benefits?"

"Although you possess the talent of 'Powerful Body,' you haven't broken through to the level of Martial Soldier..." Zhao Ziqing was interrupted by Xu Fei before she could finish her sentence.

"You've made a breakthrough, thank you. And remember to keep it a secret, don't tell anyone."

"Alright, then as long as you join the club, pass the club's advancement test, and last ten rounds under my command, you can be promoted to a student council officer!"

Zhao Ziqing raised her delicate face: "At that time, you will be able to enjoy many of the benefits of being a student council member!"

To put it another way, you could cosplay as a leech and suck the blood of those ATM operators.

"What specific benefits?"

Xu Fei's eyes lit up. He would never complain about having too many benefits. Although the principal and others had given him a lot, who would complain about having more?

He decided to retract his somewhat offensive thoughts. The student council was not a gathering place for a mob, but a great hall where wise men gathered, sages lined up like hemp, and elites passed down through generations for centuries!

Those ATMs aren't rich guys... uh, no, those rich guys aren't ATMs being leeched off. They're just pilgrims who want to step into this hall of glory!

Although they lack martial arts aptitude, they possess martial arts resources; they are all top-tier elites!

Being able to stand alongside the best of all time, and having students exclaim "My God, he's a member of the legendary student council!" while walking on campus, is quite an achievement to earn such an honor for just a little money!

—So, what are the benefits!?

"Yuanjing!"

Zhao Ziqing snapped her fingers: "One Yuan Crystal per day!"

The man next to him snorted, "Have you ever touched a Yuan Crystal with your own hands? Let alone used it for cultivation."

Xu Fei: "!!!"

What the hell!

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He had originally thought the student council was just a game for kids... but he never expected it to be so wealthy!

You can't judge a book by its cover!

He admitted that he had been disrespectful and had misjudged the situation.