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

"In that case, thank you, cousin."

Li Youfeng bowed deeply to Pei Xuan.

Pei Xuan was slightly moved. Judging from his cousin's serious attitude, it was clear that Su Yuan held a high position in his heart.

The concept of "nurturing the mind" is incredibly valuable.

They, in the Thousand Mountains region, truly need a genius to break the long-held perceptions.

"it is good."

"I hope that Qianshan District will have an even brighter future."

Pei Xuan smiled and looked at Li Youfeng.

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The basement of the Qianshan Classroom at No. 1 Middle School.

After an hour and a half, everyone except Ye Ling, Chu Tianche, and Leng Xin sat on the ground with empty eyes.

Since Zhao Xinxuan and Huang Yi'an's group of ten had all lost their ability to fight, they had already taken the intermediate-level recovery fluid.

There was only one exception. After lying on the ground for fifteen minutes, Su Yuan forced himself to get up and silently went to a corner to practice the Jian Lei breathing technique.

This scene surprised Wang Zheng and his two companions once again, and they secretly thought that this boy had extraordinary perseverance.

Despite being covered in injuries, being able to resist the temptation of the intermediate recovery fluid shows incredible willpower.

Lin Jie couldn't stand the soreness all over his body. After thinking that Su Yuan was a monster, he obediently took the intermediate recovery fluid.

I can't learn it, I simply can't learn it.

Su Yuan is too abnormal.

Even more bizarrely, it involved Ye Ling, Chu Tianche, and Leng Xin.

The three of them are still persevering under Teacher Wang Zheng's tutelage.

Leng Xin was covered in wounds of all sizes, and her tired eyes showed that she was about to give up.

Even so, Leng Xin still launched an attack on Wang Zheng.

Chu Tianche's situation was similar to Leng Xin's; they seemed to be competing to see who could last longer, neither willing to give up easily.

Ye Ling was in much better condition than Chu Tianche and the other two. Although Wang Zheng had left countless wounds on his body, his eyes were still bright and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

"Ye Ling, as expected of Ye Ling."

"This fighting power is terrifying. I feel that if Teacher Wang Zheng doesn't step up his game, he can keep fighting until noon."

"Just kidding. The title of the top two leaders in the school is not just for show. Chu Tianche is also excessively strong. His willpower is even stronger than that Su Yuan."

Su Yuan was speechless when he heard the words of the middle school students around him.

Why bring yourself along for no reason?

Chu Tianche is strong, but in Su Yuan's eyes now, the gap is no longer insurmountable.

Boom!

With a muffled groan, Leng Xin was sent flying by Wang Zheng and could not get up again.

Two minutes later, Chu Tianche followed in Leng Xin's footsteps.

Only the sparring match between Wang Zheng and Ye Ling remained on the scene.

"Ye Ling has withstood Teacher Wang's offensive for one hour and thirty-five minutes. His talent is terrifying, far surpassing that of the students present."

Zhao Xinxuan couldn't help but admire Ye Ling. His talent and perseverance were indispensable in his ability to endure under Wang Zheng for so long.

Huang Yi'an stared at Ye Ling, his eyes filled with regret.

If it weren't for Ye Ling's status, I would really like to bring him into my camp.

Unfortunately, it cannot be touched.

Chu Tianche is so stubborn; he said he would never surpass Ye Ling and would never join Song Ping's faction.

Hearing this, Huang Yi'an gritted his teeth. Was this some kind of joke? How could Chu Tianche possibly surpass Ye Ling?

If it weren't for the Chu family's immense power, they would have suppressed you long ago.

Before anyone knew it, Pei Xuan appeared at the basement entrance. He immediately looked at Su Yuan in the center of the room, a fleeting look of anticipation in his eyes.

"It's not even 10 o'clock yet. Teacher Wang, finish your practice session and rest for 20 minutes before we start again."

Pei Xuan resumed his cold and ruthless demeanor and slowly walked to the center of the space.

"Seriously? Again?"

Xie Zhengyang was practically falling apart; even with intermediate-level recovery fluid, he couldn't withstand such intense sparring.

"Those who can't hold on can leave now."

"Permanently withdrawing from the Qianshan Class."

The other students were about to say something when Pei Xuan finished speaking, forcing them to swallow their words.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Zheng's face showed impatience. He rushed to Ye Ling in a flash, flicked his finger, and Ye Ling fell down instantly, motionless.

"This kid, we really can't handle him without putting in some effort."

Wang Zheng was helpless; if this continued, he wouldn't be able to attend the rest of the classes.

"Take a break, we'll continue in twenty minutes."

Pei Xuan, like a cold-faced drill instructor, gave his orders without any emotion.

No one dared to speak; they were all silently consuming the energy of the intermediate-level recovery fluid.

Only Su Yuan sat alone in the corner, practicing the Jian Lei breathing technique.

Twenty minutes passed quickly.

"Get up, everyone, let's continue sparring!"

As Pei Xuan's voice fell, countless wails erupted, even more so than during their first sparring session.

Su Yuan silently endured Huang Yi'an's offensive while making his own plans.

"This level of training is completely ineffective against me, so the sparring session this afternoon seems pointless."

"The only useful thing about the Thousand Mountains Class for me is the warm-up activities every morning."

For a moment, Su Yuan felt that the training intensity of the Thousand Mountains Class was too low.

The Qianshan Class courses cannot be conducted solely in this space.

They should be going out and about, otherwise it would be a waste of time for people with high blood pressure and energy.

Su Yuan was certain that there were still courses in the Thousand Mountains Class that had not yet been unlocked.

For people like Ye Ling, Chu Tianche, and Leng Xin, apart from sparring with the teacher, other courses are not very meaningful.

Back in No. 2 Middle School, Mr. Jiang Huaisheng once mentioned the issue of rankings.

These courses are absolutely not ranked based on ranking factors.

Su Yuan thought about these issues during his sparring session with Huang Yi'an.

Time flies by in an instant.

At 12:15 PM, all thirty students were rendered incapable of fighting.

The second practice session with the teacher has ended.

This time, Su Yuan still did not take the intermediate-level recovery fluid.

This led to him losing his fighting ability after only a short time during his second sparring session with Huang Yi'an.

"Morning classes have ended. Afternoon classes will begin at 12:35."

Pei Xuan glanced at the time on his phone, then turned and left the basement.

Teachers Wang Zheng and two others also left one after another.

"It's an absolutely hellish course; the Thousand Mountains Class is terrifying."

After the four teachers left, Xie Zhengyang finally couldn't help but roar to the sky.

Surprisingly, no one from No. 1 Middle School criticized Xie Zhengyang; they seemed to think that what Xie Zhengyang said made sense.

Even they were starting to feel the strain.

"Are you eating? If not, I'll be going now."

Su Yuan stopped practicing the Jian Lei breathing technique and then asked Lin Jie and the others questions.

"I'm not eating, I'm not in the mood."

Lin Jie and the others shook their heads. With only twenty minutes left, how could they be in the mood for eating?

Besides, I still have intermediate-level recovery fluid energy in my body, so I might as well skip this meal.

Su Yuan nodded, then left the basement alone.

The students present, including Ye Lingchu and Tian Che, had all taken the intermediate-level recovery fluid and could manage without eating.

But Su Yuan hadn't taken the medicine; he still needed to eat.

So, Su Yuan walked out of the basement in full view of everyone, and he was the only one leaving.

Twenty minutes is enough time to eat.

Seemingly to accommodate the students of the Qianshan Class, this martial arts teaching building is very close to the cafeteria, only a few hundred meters away.

Leaving the basement quickly, Su Yuan went to the cafeteria and ate heartily amidst the strange looks from others.

After quickly finishing his meal, Su Yuan returned to the basement, a total of 11 minutes.