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

Your livestock industry has suffered a devastating blow.

You led hundreds of your savages to migrate to the Central Plains. Although the saber-toothed tigers won't attack humans now, things might change once they've devoured the pastures.

[Continue herding cattle and sheep? You're not its servants, how can you expect to work for this tiger for free?]

"They're still too cowardly... After all, they're just a bunch of weaklings trying to survive on cannibals."

You feel helpless. Although these savages number in the hundreds, they are too cowardly. Only a very few are of any use; the rest will go weak at the sight of that saber-toothed tiger.

Before leaving, you decide to try one last time—dig a pit and use a trap to kill it!

However, it still failed. The saber-toothed tiger king's supple skin and strong muscles did not allow the sharpened bamboo spears and bone spikes to penetrate too deeply due to its weight. They could only leave shallow bloodstains on its body, and a casual swipe of its claws could easily sweep away the spikes at the bottom of the pit.

Its claws can easily dig up a large patch of soil, and it can leap five or six meters high; no matter how deep the pit is dug, it can't trap it.

The wounded saber-toothed tiger king went into a frenzy; if you hadn't been far enough away, you definitely wouldn't have escaped its pursuit.

[At age 11, through the subtle senses honed in the previous simulation, he carefully searched and discovered the iron ore deposit, and proceeded to smelt iron and steel!]

[Develop agriculture, gather a large number of savages, and teach them martial arts.]

[At 12 years old, you have mastered the 108-style spear technique to perfection. The reason why this basic spear technique has so many moves is that, in addition to moves specifically designed for attacking people, it also includes variations such as moves specifically designed for attacking walking beasts and attacks specifically designed for attacking giant beasts.]

This set of marksmanship can kill elephants, defeat savages, and even spear fish with a spear.

You believe your marksmanship has reached the "proficient" level, which is relatively high among soldiers. Beyond that lies perfection and ultimate skill.

At the age of 13, lured by martial arts, many strong savages chose to join him; they were all men of courage and ruthlessness.

In the same year, a tribe from afar adopted Tie Man as their son.

You have now surpassed the version of yourself you forcibly reviveed in the previous round by practicing the "Hot-Blooded Technique."

"It refers to the 13-year-old simulated flight in the previous game."

[As you approach 16, your strength is recovering faster and faster. Your cultivation has now reached the fourth level of Martial Soldier, with only the old ox talent yet to return.]

[At 14, you briefly left your tribe and traveled to a large river to the southeast. While practicing your swimming skills, you subdued the savages on the island. After six months, you caught a Magikarp with a fishing net, which you then killed with a single shot.]

You originally intended to take them back to the Central Plains, but these savages were unwilling to leave the riverbanks where they depended for survival. So you told them that a cataclysmic flood would occur in ten years, and warned them to move to the riverbank before then.

[At 15, you are quite close to your initial stats, but still not quite there. The effects of proper martial arts training here are less than one-tenth of those of the Hot-Blooded Kung Fu. Seven years of martial arts training will not be enough to make up for the stat gains from natural growth in the next year.]

[You turned from southeast to due east, venturing deep into the mountains. In the bloody battles, your marksmanship became increasingly superb. In less than a month, you had killed hundreds of wild boars, moving freely amidst the swarms of boars, and even slaying the boar king with a single shot!]

[At the same age, you arrived at the snow-capped mountains. Now, you are not only 1.7 meters tall, but you also don't need to dig potatoes, and you're unlikely to get frostbite. Naturally, you are fearless of the harsh environment and the dazzling white snow.]

You found the ice cave based on your memory, but the polar bear king was not there; he was hunting in the snowy mountains at this time of year.

[Bang! A shot rang out, making the sound of shattering stone. You casually pierced the throat of a snow wolf, as easily as slaughtering a chicken. Blood bloomed conspicuously on the pristine snow.]

Several other snow wolves howled at you. One pounced from the side when you weren't looking, but you were shot in the waist, your spine snapped, and you could no longer get up.

Despite losing two of their companions in an instant, these beasts, perhaps driven by extreme hunger, persisted relentlessly until, in the nearby snowfield, a bear's roar triggered a small avalanche, where a towering, snow-white figure rose.

The avalanche wasn't large, but it wasn't difficult to bury people and wolves. You ran wildly alongside the snow wolves, and at that moment, it even felt like you were sharing a hardship.

The snow wolf quickly fell behind you, buried in the snow. Unfortunately, running faster than your teammates was useless in this situation. You dared not relax, your legs leaving afterimages as you strode forward.

Just as you were about to escape the avalanche's path, the last wave of snow slammed into your back, sending you flying and crashing to the ground, dizzy and disoriented.

[When you finally recovered, the White Bear King was already upon you. Greatly weakened, you could only grip the iron spear you'd never let go of and choose to flee.]

Seeing you escape, the polar bear king did not pursue you, but instead began digging through the snow for the snow wolves that had been buried earlier.

Xu Fei: "Damn it!"

This snow-capped mountain environment has become its natural hunting ground.

I never expected this bear to possess such skills.

They're pretty good at exploiting bugs... no, I mean, they make good use of environmental features.

Even if the avalanche of tens of tons of snow only hits you briefly at the very end, it's enough to keep you recovering for several days. If it weren't for your innate good health, you might also suffer from other cold-related illnesses or internal organ damage and blood stasis, prolonging your recovery time.

The good news is, you now have a tracker of this bear. Using your talent to detect the slightest movement in the grass, you can keep a close watch on it.

Even across a mountain, you can spot its massive silhouette; its snow-white camouflage cannot hide from your eyes.

[Thanks to the sacrifice of adorable creatures like the Snow Rabbit and Snow Wolf, your body returned to its peak after a few days. You also witnessed the White Bear King shamelessly using its special abilities to instantly kill monsters during hunts.]

On the day your wounds have healed, you appear before it, gun pointed at the giant bear, silently issuing your challenge.

[In a world of ice and snow, where the biting wind howls, the pinnacle of human power (for now) stands in stark contrast to the snow mountain king of the southwestern realm.]

One of them was five meters tall when standing, while the other was just a minor; the difference in size was terrifying.

Unlike the previous life, and unlike our first meeting in this life, the surrounding environment is vast and open. It cannot use its avalanche technique, and you cannot ambush its old bear lairs. This will be a fair battle!

[The giant bear roared and charged forward on all fours, its massive body giving it the imposing presence of an armored vehicle. You dragged your spear along the ground as you slowly approached, your pace gradually quickening, the black iron tip of the spear carving a long furrow in the snow.]

As the black spearhead was raised, snowflakes danced in the air, the spear moving like a dragon.

You predicted this would be a spectacular battle!