"Wuda is really getting scarier year by year.
"A freshman third-grade, thatâs a thriller to talk about, and itâs only halfway through the semester."
The president of the Warring States Military Academy Student Union sighed.
If nothing unexpected happens, these four prodigies should all graduate as fifth-grade prodigies.
We should know that Bai Xiaolong, the number one in Wuda now, didnât break through to third-grade in his freshman year either.
"Our Warring States Military Academy also has Gong Ling. I think Gong Lingâs value is not weaker than a freshman third-grade."
Another fourth-grade student said.
"Haha, thatâs true.
"Our Warring States Military Academy focuses on training tactics and cooperation. We also prioritize exchanges and sparring."
Everyone nodded again.
...
West Martial residence.
Mu Chengâs face was livid.
She was really mad, really, really mad.
Thatâs right.
This bastard Su Yue stood me up again.
He clearly promised to come and watch, even if he couldnât join the backup team, he could still come to see it.
I even booked his spot and room, but this guy didnât come at all.
"President, missing your little lover?"
Wang Xiqiu chuckled.
"Humph, an untrustworthy guy."
Mu Cheng puffed with anger.
This time West Martial was obviously no match for East Martial, and Mu Cheng was already in a bad mood.
Now she was even angrier because of Su Yue, anger upon anger.
"Mr. President, whatâs the rush?
"The elimination round is chaotic, even if Su Yue comes back, it wonât help, as long as he doesnât miss the top-eight match, thatâs fine."
Bai Xiaolong laughed nonchalantly.
This time West Martial was in trouble.
If nothing unexpected happens, they should rank third.
The East Martial lineup is so luxurious, it makes people despair.
Even if Meng Yang doesnât participate in the fight, East Martial still has that god Feng Jiajia, whoâs practically invincible.
And North Martial isnât weak either.
"The Return of the Condor Heroes" is renowned, ruthless, just with Mu Cheng and her three female warriors, thereâs no chance of victory.
Of course, competing for third place with Nanwu is still possible.
After all, Nanwu has always been a soft target, relatively easy to deal with.
Du Jingâs Book is tomorrowâs first substitute team member.
He didnât expect that in the other three Wuda, there were also freshman third-grade martial artists.
But it doesnât matter.
Heâs strong, let him be strong.
Everyone studying in the same grade, and all being outstanding, makes them friends.
When thereâs time, friends come out together, have a barbecue, and the relationship naturally strengthens.
Having many friends makes the road easier to travel.
Winning and losing, in the end, the enemy is still the alien race, isnât it?
Why bother?
Who wins, who loses,
is not important.
Fighting is secondary, itâs just sparring, mainly about making friends.
"Whereâs Brother Su? Heâs not stuck at the colorectal hospital, is he?"
Du Jingâs Book hadnât seen Su Yue.
He was a bit worried inside.
A young friend needs a little chili education.
...
Wet Land!
East Battle Dao, under the cliff.
Su Yue finally opened his eyes.
At that moment, lots of ice shards fell from his body.
Su Yue quickly pulled on the beast-selecting sinew to hoist himself higher, or he would freeze to death.
In a few days, Su Yue had exhausted all his pills.
Of course, his progress was obvious too.
...
Available Chou Qin Points: 51012
1: Sleep Exemption
2: The Cost of Love (next use, consumes 4100 Chou Qin Points)
3: Save Your Dog Life
4: Human-Ghost Distinction
5: Sneaky Invisibility
6: Blind Deafness
Qi Blood value: 1000
...
Yes.
Qi Blood finally reached exactly 1000 cards.
And Chou Qin Points, under Su Yueâs desperate training, once again broke through the 50,000 mark.
This is good news and puts his mind at ease a bit.
Unfortunately, thereâs also bad news.
Although Su Yueâs Qi Blood reached 1000 cards, he hasnât broken through the realm barrier yet; presently, heâs still a second-grade martial artist.
From now on, whether he uses the system or consumes pills to circulate the core, it wonât increase Qi Blood anymore.
The barrier is right there.
Returning to the battle camp, Su Yue looked very troubled.
Why hasnât he broken through?
"Uncle Wang, youâre back?"
Coincidentally, Wang Anhu returned from the source mine for some rest.
This shows the difference.
Compared to someone like Jiao Qingyuan, who trains intensely, Wang Anhu obviously canât suppress for long periods; he needs rest time.
"Yeah, I heard the hundred-schools battle is about to start. Are you going to participate?"
Wang Anhu asked.
Even though Su Yueâs realm is low, his actual combat power has never been questioned by Cangyuan Sixth Camp.
Now, Su Yue can almost defeat any third-grade opponent.
Once he breaks through to third-grade, thatâll be over 1000 cards of Qi Blood, directly into an ordinary personâs fourth-grade realm. This kid is quite sinister.
"My Qi Blood is at 1000 cards, but I canât break through the realm barrier. I donât know what to do."
Su Yue looked troubled.
"Just wait for it.
"Having washed your bones three times, theoretically, you shouldnât have a realm barrier, but you also need to give the core some reaction time.
"Balance work and rest, anything excessive is bad; your training is too intense, and it seems youâve pulled something.
"Donât think about anything, just eat, drink, and be merry; within three days at the latest, youâll naturally break through."
Wang Anhu calmly shook his head.
Your training speed is too fast; your bodyâs senses canât keep up. You need to slow down and wait a little.
"Oh, so thatâs how it is. It scared me; I thought I mutated."
Hearing that, Su Yue let out a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Wang, Iâm off, promised West Martial to attend the conference, almost skipped class again."
Su Yue said as he walked.
"Yeah, hurry back. Your training is as if risking your life."
Wang Anhu nodded.
The sight of Su Yueâs training is even heartbreaking for Wang Anhu and the others.
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