High Martial Arts: Destroying All Realms with the Heart of a Martial God

Aside from the students from No. 2 Middle School and Bai Zhenhao.

The others were dumbfounded and utterly astonished.

What did they hear?

This student's Qi and Blood value is 78.5?

Is this reasonable?

Is No. 2 Middle School joking with them?

Wang Zheng stared intently at Su Yuan, his disbelief written all over his face.

"Qi and Blood Value: 78.5?"

"Are you sure you're not joking, kid?"

Su Yuan sighed helplessly. Why was it that no one believed him when he told the truth?

If we were to use a blood and qi testing instrument to perform the test, there might still be an error of a fraction of a second.

He accurately told everyone his Qi and Blood values ​​with zero error, so why did he still have this expression?

Does the joint key class of the two schools, oh no, the Qianshan Class, have a limit on Qi and Blood value?

At this moment, the way Wang Zheng and the other two fourth-realm teachers looked at Su Yuan changed.

He wondered to himself if this person had gotten in through connections.

Leaving aside Ye Ling, whose blood energy value is even lower than the lowest in No. 2 Middle School, how did he get the spot?

Rumor has it that the principal of No. 2 Middle School has a nephew. Could it be this person?

Wang Zheng and the other two quickly filled in many blanks in their minds. Huang Yi'an, who was standing to the side, looked at Su Yuan thoughtfully, a subtle smile appearing on his lips.

"Alright, alright, since all ten of them can stand here, then there's no problem."

"If your Qi and blood levels don't keep up, you won't be able to continue your cultivation in the future. We'll deal with that then."

Huang Yi'an waved his hand, signaling Wang Zheng not to press the matter further.

The ten spots for No. 2 Middle School will remain unchanged.

There is no doubt about this.

Now that you're here, just relax and focus on your studies and cultivation in the Thousand Mountains Class.

Ye Ling and Chu Tianche acted like outsiders from beginning to end, not even glancing at Su Yuan.

Even upon hearing that Su Yuan's blood energy level was so low, his expression remained completely unchanged.

A blood and qi value of 78.5 is no different from that of an ordinary person in their eyes.

Bai Zhenhao exchanged a silent glance with Huang Yi'an in the crowd, opened his mouth as if to say something.

But considering the large number of people around, he forced himself to keep his thoughts to himself.

He wanted to shout that Su Yuan wasn't as simple as he seemed, but he also felt a little ashamed.

Being defeated by someone with dozens of points of health points over another, if word gets out, I'm afraid my spot in the Thousand Mountains Class will be in jeopardy.

The No. 1 Middle School has twenty spots in the Qianshan Class; there's no need for useless students.

Bai Zhenhao knew all too well how much pressure there was at No. 1 High School. He had finally secured a spot in the Qianshan Class, and he didn't want to be eliminated before the competition even began.

At the same time, Bai Zhenhao prayed in his heart.

I hope Director Yuan and Teacher Pei will refrain from gossiping and revealing their affairs.

Otherwise, we're doomed.

Damn it, I shouldn't have taken this job in the first place.

Now look what happened, it made me feel so bad.

Bai Zhenhao's face was expressionless, but his heart was already filled with bitterness.

As Huang Yi'an finished speaking, most of the students from No. 1 Middle School glanced at Su Yuan in unison, secretly thinking that they had found the candidate to be at the bottom in the future.

Then, Fang Yan and Leng Xin spoke in turn.

"Fang Yan, Qi and Blood value 113.2".

"Leng Xin, Qi and Blood Value: 119.8".

Immediately, most of the people from No. 1 Middle School looked at the two of them with surprise in their eyes.

These two are alright, just alright.

"Let me first announce the requirements for the Thousand Mountains Class."

"Every morning at 7 o'clock, everyone must stand here and have their roll call taken one by one."

"Those who are late will have to wear a 500-pound weight belt around the entire school ten times."

After all the students had finished introducing themselves, Wang Zheng immediately spoke.

His sharp gaze then swept over each student, as if being late was taboo for him.

Leng Xin and Su Yuan frowned slightly; the punishment for being late was so severe.

Even though they've just arrived, they know how outrageous the surrounding No. 1 Middle School is.

Add to that the requirement of carrying a 500-pound load, and it's just too demanding.

Li Xingyu and the others secretly wiped away their sweat. What a joke, they were so fierce right from the start?

They're not even first-level martial artists; this kind of punishment could easily lead to someone's death.

"After roll call, we'll begin warm-up exercises, quickly going back and forth five times in this passage."

Wang Zheng pointed to another passage in this space.

It was pitch black there, and many people wouldn't have noticed it if Wang Zheng hadn't pointed in the direction.

"After the warm-up, each person will be given a bottle of intermediate recovery fluid. If that's not enough, you can have a few more."

Intermediate Recovery Fluid can restore the physical damage of a first-level martial artist, and it costs 800 Xia Kingdom Coins.

After saying this, for some reason, Li Xingyu and the others felt a chill run down their spines.

No.

Do you really need intermediate-level recovery fluid for a simple warm-up activity?

"After the warm-up exercises, it's time for the live-fire simulation training."

"Thirty students, and the three of us teachers, are engaged in combat sparring against one group of students."

"As for when it will end."

Wang Zheng suddenly laughed in a chilling way.

"The training will end when ten people are completely unable to move."

As soon as the words were spoken, the pupils of many students, including those from No. 1 Middle School, contracted sharply.

Fighting against a powerhouse of the fourth realm?

This is no joke.

Even if ten people attacked together, even a hundred Ye Lings couldn't defeat a fourth-realm martial artist.

"How can one become strong without going through trials and tribulations?"

"If you can't even accept this little difficulty, then your life is destined to be mediocre."

Wang Zheng changed his attitude at this moment, his voice booming like a bell, his tone extremely solemn, resounding throughout the space.

"Don't worry, there's enough intermediate-grade recovery fluid. You don't need to worry about not being able to recover."

At this moment, teacher Zhao Xinxuan made a comment from the side.

"You have twenty minutes for lunch, or you can skip lunch if you prefer."

"After dinner, practice in pairs for one hour."

"Then practice martial arts and breathing techniques until you are completely exhausted."

"Finally, we'll battle our three teachers until we're completely exhausted, ending our daytime training."

Upon noticing the phrase "daytime training," despair gradually crept into the eyes of Xie Zhengyang and others from No. 2 Middle School.

It's one thing to have this kind of grueling training during the day, but why do we have to practice at night too?

At No. 2 Middle School, students are dismissed early in the afternoon.

After Wang Zheng finished speaking, the scene fell silent, utterly still.

Leng Xin and Fang Yan exchanged serious glances, feeling troubled by the death training mode announced by Wang Zheng.

During the day, there might only be twenty minutes for lunch.

Is this going to be a complete mess?

If you continue practicing in this way, you won't have any rest time at all during the day.

"Teacher Wang, so can we now go inside the passage and explore?"

Suddenly, Ye Ling smiled at Wang Zheng and said.

His tone was full of longing for training.

"casual."

"Today is just to let everyone get to know each other before announcing the training content for the Qianshan Class."

"The Thousand Mountains Class officially begins tomorrow."

Wang Zheng responded to Ye Ling with a smile, making no attempt to hide the admiration in his eyes.

"clear."

Ye Ling bowed slightly to Wang Zheng, then rushed towards the left passage without even glancing at the others.

Seeing this, Chu Tianche quickly followed behind, leaving the others looking hesitant.

Su Yuan and the others followed Ye Ling and the other two, rushing quickly into the passage.

Leng Xin and Fang Yan exchanged a glance and then entered the passage one after the other.

"What are you all standing there for? Get inside!"

Someone from No. 1 Middle School shouted something, and everyone else immediately rushed towards the passage.

"How long do you think they can hold out at most?"

Wang Zheng looked at the entrance of the passage with a half-smile on his face. Everyone had already gone inside.

"At most fifteen seconds."

Zhao Xinxuan pondered for a moment and then spoke softly.