People are in high martial arts, the system lives in fantasy

In reality, money is just a string of numbers when you reach Zhang Liyan's level.

This might sound like an exaggeration, but upon closer examination, it makes a lot of sense.

Many of the cultivation resources required at his level can no longer be bought with money. Apart from some common daily resources, most of them must be bartered.

Even at the very least, it has to be earned through military merit.

Truly valuable resources will not enter the market.

Even internal consumption is proving difficult enough, let alone competing with others in the market.

This is why Su Bei decided to join a major power from the very beginning.

The strong control more than 80 percent of the world's resources and discourse power, which is why the strong always get stronger.

This is precisely why it is difficult for children from poor families to achieve great things.

People like those from northern Jiangsu who rise from the most ordinary families are even rarer than giant pandas.

Closer to home.

Su Bei received some gold coins from Zhang Liyan without any psychological burden.

Money still needs to circulate in the market to realize its value.

As the old saying goes, save money, save money, and you'll fill the hole.

Su Bei is also helping Zhang Liyan accumulate good fortune, which can be considered a good deed.

People in northern Jiangsu really don't care about money, really.

He misses the days when he worked as a sparring partner at Wuji Martial Arts Academy. Back then, he earned two or three hundred yuan a day, but he felt at peace.

Put other thoughts aside.

Su Bei started thinking about the league.

The league's full name is the "National University Martial Arts League." If we had to make a comparison, it would be equivalent to the Universiade in the previous era, but it would be even more well-known.

The scale is quite large, with live broadcasts on television and online streaming. Although the quality varies, it is more down-to-earth and the competition format is more interesting.

After all, battles between high-level martial artists still require a certain level of aptitude to be appreciated.

Of course, that's the point, but it's unrealistic for the university league to try and compete with the martial arts tournament; they're simply not on the same level.

The tournament was originally scheduled to start this month, so he wasn't included in the starting lineup, but he was reflected in the overall roster.

But unexpectedly, Su Bei was released ahead of schedule, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

After all, Su Bei still has the task of becoming "famous throughout the world," and he is very eager for the reward. Being able to participate in this kind of competition will greatly help him complete the task.

"I just don't know to what extent one has to achieve to be considered famous throughout the world."

If it were truly possible to make the whole world know his name, although it would be difficult, it wouldn't be an exceptionally difficult task.

However, according to the mission description, it is clearly not that simple.

If we win the championship in this college league, at the very least, we can catch up on the mission progress.

After all, there's no such thing as getting fat overnight.

And the other side.

After Su Bei left, Zhang Liyan made a phone call.

"Dean Zhang, what are your instructions?"

"Have the key players for the league been selected?"

"Don't worry, it's settled. They're all top players." The school team coach said with a smile, "The strength of this year's teams is quite good. After last year's seniors graduated, a few more promising talents have emerged. I estimate they can achieve good results."

"Change one down," Zhang Liyan said directly.

"Change it? Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Dean Zhang, this batch..."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Zhang Liyan said calmly, "Su Bei has returned ahead of schedule."

"I don't care what kind of person he is from northern Jiangsu," the school team coach declared righteously. "He needs to report for duty tomorrow!"

Zhang Liyan: "...Okay."

And the other side.

After hanging up the phone, the school team coach's smile practically stretched to his ears: "This time, the martial arts competition is a sure thing..."

After leaving Zhang Liyan's place, Su Bei was momentarily at a loss as to where to go.

I've been in school for quite a while now, but the only places I'm truly familiar with at Zhenwu University are actually just a few training grounds.

Think about it.

Su Bei returned to her dormitory.

None of my roommates had classes today, and apart from Ma Zixuan, the other two were in the dormitory.

There's a small group chat in the dorm. Although Su Bei often lurks in the chat, she knows that this chubby guy seems to have fallen in love and is always circling around a certain senior from the research department.

This made him somewhat bewildered and confused, but upon reflection, it made sense. Isn't that what college is all about?

Both of them were overjoyed to see Su Bei.

Yuan Suan spoke with the air of a seasoned scout: "Didn't you go to the Hidden Dragon Base? Why are you back so soon?"

Su Bei wasn't surprised at all by the kid's excellent information network, and waved his hand: "It's over ahead of schedule."

"I never expected that."

Yuan Suan frowned, keenly sensing that something was amiss, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Are you going to participate in this league?

"I'll participate." Su Bei briefly mentioned Zhang Liyan's decision, which made the two of them envious and a little jealous.

Which martial artist doesn't want to make a name for themselves? But while the idea is appealing, reality is often harsh.

As freshmen, let alone being a key player in the league, they couldn't even make the overall roster. During the recent overall selection competition, the senior students were very ruthless and gave the self-important freshmen a good lesson.

This has been a major blow to many freshmen.

Unfortunately, the reality is that the capable rise and the mediocre fall.

Yuan and Suan quickly gave Su Bei a general account of what had happened during this period, chatting back and forth.

The first thing is that a very arrogant freshman named Yong Tao transferred to our school this semester.

He transferred from Yujing University and is a descendant of the Yong family. One family has a war god and two legends. Even in Zhenwu University, such a family background is top-notch.

This made Su Bei's expression a little strange. At the time, she thought it was a joke, but she didn't expect that he would actually transfer in.

"I don't know why Dean Zhang takes such good care of him; he's having a pretty tough time," Yuan Suan added from the side.

The second thing is that most of the freshmen have already become martial artists, and this year they will enter the Void Battlefield to fulfill their duties under the leadership of the Zhenwu Military Region.

Su Bei was aware of this. Martial artists had an obligation to enter the Void Battlefield for seven days every year, and they could also counter it by killing a certain number of alien beasts.

However, almost no one who can get into Zhenwu University would do such a thing. If someone did, they could forget about getting any resources from Zhenwu University in the future; it would be digging their own grave.

The third thing is about the league.

In addition, during this period of time, many people on the former Prodigy Ranking have come looking for Su Bei, all for fame and fortune, wanting to use Su Bei as a stepping stone.

However, after failing to find the person, most people left.

Su Bei didn't take it seriously. He was busy all the time and didn't have time to deal with these people.

And right now.

Text reappeared on the panel.
[The Grand Elder of the Xuantian Sect used the "Zhou Tian Xing Chen Xuan" (a divination technique) to determine your location. The calculation was successful; you have been exposed. Please escape immediately...? ...Error!]

[The Grand Elder of the Xuantian Sect used the "Zhou Tian Xing Chen Xuan Suan" (a divination method) to determine your location, but the divination failed, resulting in a backlash from the Heavenly Dao. He coughed up blood and was severely injured.]

[Evasion Progress: 1/5]

[The first tracker has been confirmed: Zhao Wuxue, Grand Elder of the Xuantian Sect (Saint Realm)]

If Su Bei remembers correctly, a Saint Realm expert should correspond to a War God level expert.

"No wonder the mission was quite difficult."

Su Bei sighed inwardly. If this were a real game, he would probably have already revealed his location by now, which would be equivalent to having a red name in the game, and NPCs would be coming to hunt him down.

Unfortunately, they still don't understand the true value of players from another world.

Su Bei gave a fair assessment: "They still need to practice."

At this moment, Yuan Suan spoke up, "Brother Bei, let me tell you about the situation in this league." (End of this chapter)