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

"...You figured all of this out?"

Yuan Suan lied through his teeth: "Yes, could it be that I investigated this?"

Yuan Suan truly deserves his title as a divine scout.

Su Bei looked at the series of documents he had just sent and was filled with emotion.

The list includes the strength and background of everyone on the Zhenwu University roster, and even the gene techniques they practice.

And this is only a small part; the rest includes personnel information from the other ten universities.

—Of course, there are more than just the top ten participating in the college league, but there is really no need to collect information on the other ordinary colleges.

We shouldn't condemn them all outright. Of course, there are some exceptionally talented individuals among them, but even if there are, they are only a very small minority and won't have a significant impact on the overall situation.

The reason why the top ten are the top ten is not simply because the students are excellent enough; the resources and background they represent are the most important factors.

Yuan cleared his throat and pulled up a holographic projection document on his phone: "The format of this league should be similar to the previous ones, with several individual events plus the final team competition."

The Zhenwu school team originally planned to have five main players: Cheng Shanhe, the senior "Iron Wall," who was good at defense; Lin Wanqing, the senior "Thousand Machine Hand," who was good at hidden weapons; and senior Yu Jingxing, who was skilled in swordsmanship...

Those who can become the main force are all students ranked at the top of the True Martial Ranking.

The Zhenwu Ranking is a ranking of the strength of all students at Zhenwu University. Those who rank in the top ten are all the pride of heaven.

It is worth mentioning that although Su Bei has never participated in the ranking competition of Zhenwu Ranking, his ranking is not low, and he is ranked in the top ten.

Over the years, only Su Bei has been able to rank among the top ten on the True Martial Ranking during his freshman year.

Su Bei's strength has progressed rapidly. He is already at the third-level perfection stage in his freshman year. To others, this is like taking off at a rocket speed. After all, most senior students are only at this level now.

Even the better ones only reach the fourth rank, and fifth-rank martial artists are extremely rare. It is already quite good if there are one or two each year.

No one can guarantee what level northern Jiangsu will reach in the future.

Su Bei flipped through the information provided by Yuan Suan, his gaze lingering on several key names.

In the holographic projection, Cheng Shanhe's defensive record was particularly eye-catching—he once withstood the attack of a fifth-tier alien beast for half an hour with his fourth-tier strength, and now he has opened the door to the extraordinary with his steel bones, greatly increasing his strength; while in the records of Lin Wanqing's hidden weapon kills, there was a fifth-tier alien beast.

Both of them are ranked in the top two of the True Martial Ranking.

Su Bei had seen Yu Jingxing compete in last year's five-school joint competition, and his swordsmanship was indeed commendable. He wondered if Yu Jingxing had made any progress in the past six months.

After briefly looking at the few people, Su Bei put it away.

With his current strength, this information is merely icing on the cake.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it, Major Su." Yuan Suan raised an eyebrow. "The stronger you are, the greater the benefits for us. I'm looking forward to graduating and joining your team."

This is no exaggeration. As roommates from Subei, they had a very comfortable time at Zhenwu University. Not to mention the senior students, even some teachers treated them with great favor.

The three of them were practically bursting into laughter in their dorm room.

Before he could finish speaking, his phone vibrated. Zhang Liyan's text message contained only six words: "[School team assemble at 5 AM tomorrow]".

"It seems you're still a bit out of touch with the world."

Su Bei chuckled softly, "I'm already a lieutenant colonel."

……

Early the next morning.

Su Bei awoke from his meditation.

Looking at the thick stack of documents on the table, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Research Report on Martial Arts in Zhenwu Military Region"

After becoming a lieutenant colonel, his position was also adjusted. He is now also serving as the deputy martial arts instructor of the Zhenwu Military Region. However, because he entered Canglongdi, Zhang Liyan did not make it public.

Before I could even show off to Yuan Suan and the others yesterday, I was summoned to the military region by a phone call.

Next came a stack of documents, as well as a project plan for the comprehensive deepening and transformation of martial arts in the Zhenwu Military Region.

As the deputy martial arts instructor, he is mainly responsible for coordinating both spear and fist techniques. After all, his fist and spear techniques are well-known. Building a complete system of martial arts is undoubtedly a long-term task.

Su Bei has a lot of work to do these days. Not to mention the national league, he also needs to prepare for the fourth-tier breakthrough. The cultivation technique task has not yet been issued, so he has to make preparations for both.

In addition, I still have many tasks to complete, and I need to be careful and prepared to deal with various situations. My marksmanship and fist techniques still need to be honed, especially my fist techniques. I only recently acquired the [Haoran] Intent, and I need to familiarize myself with it further in order to unleash its full potential.

Zhang Liyan wouldn't let him be idle; it wouldn't be surprising if he were said to be doing the work of three people.

However, Su Bei accepted it with a big smile, after all... they gave too much.

Unlike a small military region like Tianhu, Zhenwu Military Region was truly wealthy and powerful, with access to all sorts of resources, including a considerable number of martial arts manuals, which dazzled Su Bei. Although Su Bei was only an associate instructor, with much less authority than he had in Tianhu, the resources he could utilize were still far greater than those in Tianhu.

In particular, the strength of the martial artists at each level is quite formidable. Several martial arts instructors are all grandmasters, and the head instructor is simply a legendary martial artist.

Zhenwu University was originally under the jurisdiction of Zhenwu Military Region. Previously, he was just a major without any official position, but now he has the position of deputy martial arts instructor, so he naturally has power. Simply put, theoretically speaking, all the students of Zhenwu University are his subordinates.

Compared to Tianhu, it's like comparing heaven and earth. Even the central city of Yujing is not much different in strength.

Moreover,

If you enjoy the benefits, you must also bear the obligations.

As a martial arts prodigy, these things are not particularly difficult for Su Bei, especially now that he has the title of "Martial Arts Master," which makes things even easier.

"Everything has piled up at once."

"Hopefully, the school team won't cause any trouble."

With a sigh in his heart, Su Bei headed towards the school team's assembly point.

The campus was still shrouded in a thin mist in the morning, with a few clear birdsongs drifting from afar. Su Bei walked briskly, but her mind was still sorting through the list of tasks that needed to be handled soon—school team training, optimization of the military region's martial arts system, preparation of materials for the fourth-stage breakthrough… Each item required a great deal of effort.

Although Zhang Liyan promised to help him prepare, if he wanted to open the highest quality spiritual aperture, he would need the highest quality solar system material, the Solar Crystal. Needless to say, the price of such a thing was exorbitant; the question was whether he could even obtain it.

Fortunately, he also obtained a dragon crystal in the Hidden Dragon Land, which was some leverage he could use to exchange for something.

The school team's assembly point is a relatively private training ground, which is being used exclusively for the school team's training during this period.

As he stepped inside, eight sharp gazes simultaneously pierced him.

The five main players of the school team, along with three substitutes, had already lined up, and a subtle hostility permeated the air.

Standing at the front row, Cheng Shanhe crossed his arms. The tortoise shell pattern on his bronze skin shimmered with a steel-like luster—a sign that he had mastered the Saint Xuanwu Gene Method. He said in a deep voice, "I heard that you're going to take Ziqian's place as soon as you arrive?"

"You're three minutes late." Lin Wanqing twirled a black iron dart between her fingers, the hidden weapon drawing a cold arc in the morning light. This senior, ranked second on the True Martial Ranking, was tall and slender, with a light yet explosive stance, and her hair was tied in a neat high ponytail.

Especially those hands, which were like jade carvings, with distinct knuckles, showing signs of being honed through countless trials.

This was the first time Su Bei had ever seen the field of hidden weapons; it was a relatively niche area. However, even among niche areas, there were many exceptional individuals, and he wouldn't underestimate them.

The one who comes is not kind.

"Sorry, I looked at some documents on the way." Su Bei waved the military documents in his hand.

"Now that everyone's here—" Coach Wang Li strode out of the equipment room, a series of data scrolling across his tactical tablet, "As per Dean Zhang's request, Su Bei will replace the original starter Zhou Ziqian. Any objections?"

Snapped!
A metallic clanging sound came from the corner. Zhou Ziqian, on the bench, crushed the alloy armrest, his late-stage fourth-tier aura suddenly exploding: "Coach, I'm not convinced! I've prepared for this league for a whole year!"

"—Don't raise any objections, don't talk about the difficulties, figure out the solutions yourself, and just carry out the orders."

Wang Li's eagle-like gaze swept over the crowd, his brows furrowed slightly, his master-level aura undisguised, quite domineering.

"...Yes! I will carry out the order."

Zhou Ziqian's breath hitched, and his face flushed red, but his eyes were fixed on Su Bei: "But Su Bei hasn't even reached the fourth level yet. Even if he can achieve results in individual events by relying on his artistic conception, it will weaken the overall performance!"

His strength at the late stage of the fourth rank would make him an absolute ace in most schools, but now he can only be a substitute. How can he feel comfortable with that?
“Coach Wang, Ziqian and I share the same opinion.” Cheng Shanhe, as the team’s senior member, spoke up in a low voice: “Why don’t we let Su Bei participate in the individual competition as a substitute?”

“I second that. Su Bei is only a freshman now, he will have plenty of opportunities in the future,” said Yu Jingxing, who is ranked third on the True Martial Ranking.

Although Lin Wanqing and the others did not speak, their silence at this moment already demonstrated their attitude.

Su Bei's gaze swept over the crowd, taking in the scrutinizing, hostile, and defiant looks.

Admittedly, he has a reputation; his ranking first on the Prodigy List is not fake, and his self-created super-grade gun technique is impressive enough. However, he has hardly ever used his skills within the school, so it's normal for there to be skepticism.

To put it bluntly, everyone present is a prodigy. Su Bei's reputation may amaze others, but to these people, he is merely an equal.

Is this because they're being treated as having connections?
I guess most people think this way?
Su Bei understood his feelings, of course. Wang Li was also speaking so domineeringly. Wasn't that preventing him from getting along with everyone?

Su Bei sighed softly: "I am very pleased that you can raise questions."

He slowly pulled a dark gold badge from his pocket, casually pinned it to his collar, and then pulled a document from his tactical bag, gently placing it on the stone platform.

"Snapped."

The moment the document was placed, the steel stamp gleamed coldly in the morning light—"Appointment Letter for Deputy Martial Arts Instructor of Zhenwu Military Region".

"But lieutenants, carry out the orders."

—Lieutenant Colonel, General Military Region.

The greatest fairness in life is that there is no absolute fairness.

Lieutenant Colonel Su, a second-rank Grandmaster and direct superior of Bei, thought to himself. (End of Chapter)