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

Huang Pingjun took a deep breath: "Do you understand now? Talent can only determine your lower limit, but your true upper limit, the condensation of the true meaning of martial arts—that you need to strive for yourself!"

Xu Fei: "...Understood."

Looking at the stern admonition on the dean's face, he felt a little reluctant.

"Okay, that's good."

Huang Pingjun let out a sigh of relief. As a dean of students with more than 20 years of teaching experience, he knew that some students would say "I understand" or "I get it," but in reality, they would not keep the teachings of their elders in mind at all.

Although Xu Fei has extraordinary talent, it doesn't mean that she is far ahead in terms of temperament!

So I need to use facts to put pressure on him and make this kid understand that he is not invincible!

Thinking of this, Huang Pingjun suppressed a smile and asked with some concern, "Xu Fei, has the fatigue from that battle eased?"

"If things improve, we'll have another drill."

"This time I will show my true power in this battle, but of course I will not use my life force."

Let him understand what a true strongman is, and let him realize that no matter how talented he is, he cannot act arrogantly before he has grown up!

Under Huang Pingjun's expectant gaze, Xu Fei nodded: "Hesitate."

He also wanted to understand the gap between himself and a mid-stage Martial Master.

The two of them once again separated by several dozen steps and stood facing each other.

boom!

This time, the moment Xu Fei set off, Huang Pingjun also moved!

Several times faster than him, he instantly suppressed Xu Fei with his extreme speed and power!

Of course, he still maintained a certain level of restraint, after all, his goal was merely to prevent Xu Fei from becoming arrogant and conceited, not to seriously injure him, and he wouldn't even leave him with any serious injuries—the kid was going to participate in the 37th City Trial tomorrow.

At this moment, the perfected Bloodthirsty Blade Technique no longer had any flaws in Xu Fei's eyes!

The vast majority of weaknesses stem from being too slow, because they are not strong enough!

Just like an electric fan with only three blades, there is a large gap in the middle where any stone can be thrown through. But once it starts spinning at high speed, even a water gun that can penetrate every nook and cranny will have difficulty passing through it!

Bang bang bang!

Xu Fei's hands went numb from the shock, and he staggered back dozens of steps, feeling his blood rushing to his head, turning his face bright red!

This is truly powerful, even stronger than Tie Man, who broke through to the Martial Soldier realm in a certain simulation!

He was repeatedly repelled, repeatedly attacked to the point of being wide open, and then the unsharpened steel sword lightly grazed his chest.

Each time the blunt blade grazed him, it didn't damage a single fiber of his clothing, but it also meant that in a life-or-death battle, he would have just lost his life!

Xu Fei knew very well that the head of the teaching department still hadn't used his full strength; at most, he had just broken 100, indicating a martial arts master level three or four.

This is enough to exert considerable pressure on him.

The difference between Perfect and Supreme martial arts skills is only a tiny bit, especially after unleashing his full potential, Huang Pingjun also brought out his higher level of control.

The shaft of the fine iron spear had been dented by the cuts. After all, this was just a standard weapon for soldiers and could not withstand the combat of a martial master.

Boom!

A hook slash with an eerie angle caused Xu Fei's hands to go numb, and his spear flew out of his grasp, landing several meters away.

Just as he was about to pounce on it, the unsharpened blade was already pressed against his throat: "Xu Fei, you've lost."

Huang Pingjun said slowly, "You have done very well, but the power I have shown so far is only at the third level of Martial Master... Don't be proud of this, your attributes are not far from the first level of Martial Master."

"The reason you lost to me is because you still need to practice!"

Huang Pingjun's intention was to suppress Xu Fei's arrogance, so there was some nonsense in what he said just now.

For example, his physical strength is 110 points. Although 95 to 110 points are all within the third stage of martial arts master, this is comparable to two stages of cultivation under normal circumstances.

Moreover, his control over attributes and his perfect-level Bloodthirsty Blade are not something that those martial artists below level 100 and at the third stage can possess.

"Then let the battle continue!"

Xu Fei showed his unwillingness at this moment. He picked up the spear that had been knocked away and fought Huang Pingjun again.

After dozens of rounds, the spear was once again knocked away.

"Alright, that's enough for today." Huang Pingjun frowned. All he wanted was to prevent Xu Fei from becoming too arrogant, and he didn't want to cause the boy any psychological problems.

Xu Fei's third attempt to charge forward was also defeated.

"Enough! You're still young, and your cultivation level is too low!"

But young Xu Fei launched his fourth attack on the veteran martial arts master in front of him.

Huang Pingjun's gaze sharpened. He wasn't going to continue fighting with Xu Fei. He decided to just hold the kid down to prevent him from getting hurt.

So when the spear came at him, he didn't use his sword to catch it, but instead stretched out a hand to grab the spearhead.

This battle can end now.

The power of qi and blood filled his right limb, and instantly, the strength and power of that arm increased by more than 60%!

Noticing the blood rushing to the head of the teaching department's arm, clearly indicating that he was no longer going to let him "make trouble," Xu Fei had an idea and then roared out with a face full of fighting spirit.

"The Dragon Crosses the River!"

Swish!

The air was pierced, and the wind howled sharply, piercing the eardrums.

Just as his hand was about to grasp the unsharpened spearhead, Huang Pingjun's expression changed drastically.

This shot... seems to have added something more!

Something sharper, more extreme, and more dangerous!

He seemed to have come across this thing before.

Without a second thought, he changed his grip to a gentler approach to stop the gun that was closing in on him.

呲——

Xu Fei's full-force shot was caught in his grasp, and the impact was quickly reduced to zero in the palm of a martial artist with over a hundred points of physique.

But at the same time, bright red blood flowed from Huang Pingjun's palm, accompanied by excruciating pain as if his bones were being shattered.

For a moment, the atmosphere was incredibly quiet.

……

After a while, Xu Fei belatedly loosened the gun barrel and asked hesitantly, "Teacher, I think I've gathered my gun intent."

Huang Pingjun: "Hmm."

"This seems to be the true essence of martial arts that you told me about before!"

Huang Pingjun: "Yes."

"My God, it's really true! I actually did it!"

Huang Pingjun: "Indeed."

"Am I dreaming?"

Huang Pingjun: "..."

The nearly fifty-year-old dean of students just wanted some peace and quiet, but Xu Fei, a young man who had just grasped the true essence of martial arts, was now immersed in his own joy and completely oblivious to the middle-aged man's embarrassment: "Teacher, why aren't you saying anything? Please reply to me."

"oops!"

As if only then noticing the bright red stain, Xu Fei exclaimed in shock, "You, you're injured!?"

"Are you alright?"

Huang Pingjun: mmp!