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

After landing.

The moment the shuttle door opened, the dry air unique to Yujing, mixed with the lingering energy of the martial arts arena in the distance, rushed in. Su Bei, carrying a tactical backpack, walked down the gangway, followed by members of the Zhenwu University team. Their uniform black training clothes, with dark gold school badges embroidered on the cuffs, caused a small commotion in the arrival hall.

Say something.

When one cultivates to the fourth-tier martial artist stage, the genes in one's body have undergone several rounds of evolution and selection. There may be martial artists who look strange, but as long as they follow the righteous path, there are almost no ugly ones.

The group from northern Jiangsu were all handsome men and beautiful women, tall and imposing, naturally attracting a lot of attention.

"They're from Zhenwu University!" a passenger exclaimed in a low voice, their phone camera quickly turning towards them. A receptionist from the event organizers hurried forward. Looking at the flashing lights, Zhang Liyan frowned.

"Go directly to the hotel."

The group passed through the VIP passage, boarded a flying car, and arrived at their hotel.

【Sun and Moon Hotel】

This is a seven-star hotel belonging to the Sun Moon Group. It is hundreds of meters high and stands on the edge of the Yujing Martial Arts Arena. Its entire body is a reflective silver color, and the top is decorated with a garden. Virtual stereoscopic images play exciting clips from previous years' college leagues, which looks quite like science fiction.

Sun Moon Group is a renowned industrial conglomerate, mainly engaged in gene-based pharmaceuticals, void battlefield mining, and the manufacture of secret treasures. It is a true behemoth, and the annual expenditure on funding and discovering martial arts geniuses alone is an astronomical figure.

I wonder how many people aspire to work for the Sun Moon Group.

However, the group from Subei remained quite calm.

The group is a group, but compared to the military, the difference is like heaven and earth.

It's always been others who get nervous when they enter the military headquarters, never them.
Check-in had been arranged in advance. It's worth mentioning that almost all the contestants were in standard rooms, while Su Bei was in a deluxe room with a better location—a privilege that comes with being a Grandmaster.

Su Bei naturally wouldn't refuse. Once inside the room, standing by the window, one could see the entire martial arts arena—a superb location.

The venue for this university league is this martial arts arena.

Su Bei rubbed the edge of the terminal, where a red notification box suddenly popped up—it was a military encryption symbol, containing only two brief lines of text:
"Wang Tongxian, the 'Truth Seeker of Martial Arts,' has applied for registration."

Access Permission Level: Yellow

Su Bei raised an eyebrow. He had seen the video of him on the shuttle earlier, but he didn't expect the other party to act so quickly.

Because of his extremely high access to information, any media outlet that wants to access his information needs to apply for a filing before they can make contact. Individuals also need certain permissions to access his information, as he is directly under the jurisdiction of the military central government.

For example, the kind of inquiry that Zhenwu's admissions department used to do would trigger an alert in the backend.

Of course, things are different now. His authority back then was incomparable to what it is now. Nowadays, the admissions department probably doesn't even have the authority to access his information!
This is actually a means of protecting northern Jiangsu.

The yellow level of access permission indicates that the area is within a safe range, and any export information must be reviewed by the military before it can be released.

This is why there are so few reports about northern Jiangsu online so far—well, except for those from marketing accounts.

However, the issue of authority is quite flexible; as Subei's strength grows, the corresponding requirements will gradually be relaxed.

This contact, for example, was also due to this reason.

After tidying up, everyone gathered in the holographic conference room on the top floor.

Zhang Liyan personally chaired the meeting, picked up the encrypted terminal, and said: "Everyone's match schedule has been synchronized. I will briefly explain it again."

His voice was steady, like a rock sitting on a distant mountain, but his gaze was extremely sharp. Even without releasing any aura, the mere sight of someone in a high position made the air seem thick and the invisible pressure surge towards everyone like a tide.

"The first week of the competition consists of individual events. The participants in the Artistic Conception competition are Su Bei and Cheng Shanhe..." "The participants in the Mountain Moving competition are Cheng Shanhe and Su Bei..."

"The contestants for the dodgeball competition are Lin Wanqing and Wei Bao..."

"The contestant in the wall-breaking competition is Yu Jingxing..."

Every time Zhang Liyan mentioned a person's name, the person who met his gaze would straighten their back ramrod straight, showing no sign of fear.

Zhang Liyan has accumulated considerable prestige over the years, and his upright and unyielding character has earned him the fear of everyone at Zhenwu University.

At this moment, they naturally behaved as well as they could.

Su Bei seemed to realize something; after spending so much time together, even he had almost forgotten that Dean Zhang was actually a big shot.

There are four types of individual events in the college league, which are derived from the aspects of artistic conception, strength, speed and evasion, and destructive power.

After the individual events are over, the team events will begin. However, achieving certain results in each individual event will also contribute to the team's overall score.

Besides these competitions, there are many other events, such as research competitions in the field of energy application, and various ball games that evolved from early ball sports...

However, these are all peripheral matters and not very popular. There are also other participants from Zhenwu University.

The group stage draw has been completed, with five groups in total, each producing two teams. This is how the top ten universities came about.

However, over the years, the top ten universities have been almost monopolized by a few institutions, forming a near-fixed pattern, and it is rare for them to be overtaken by dark horses.

But if there really is a chance to be dethroned, that would be something to be happy about.

Therefore, the dark horse teams that are "tragic heroes" in previous years are the most eye-catching. Not only do they become popular overnight, but the enrollment rate of their schools also skyrockets, and the investment of education funds in the Federation is also affected.

"There are quite a few dark horse teams this year..."

Su Bei sighed as he recalled the recent news of flying debris everywhere.

In Group D, Zhenwu University's only noteworthy opponent is Tian Shu University, which is also one of the top ten universities. It is a relatively low-profile university located in the Northeast region.

As he was pondering this, he suddenly sensed that the scene had become quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

Zhang Liyan said with a hint of helplessness, "I was just asking you. The Intent Competition is very important, so you must go all out. Your 'Storm Intent' has already reached a certain level, and this individual competition is crucial for our True Martial Arts team to improve our ranking."

In his memory, Su Bei never seemed particularly enthusiastic about the national league—he sometimes found it strange that a young man his age wasn't enthusiastic about it.

They were afraid that northern Jiangsu wouldn't go all out.

After all, he had visited Su Bei during this period, and it was no different from a vacation than a training session.

Su Bei snapped out of her daze and nodded slightly: "Understood."

Things are different now. With a mission that will make him famous throughout the land, even if Zhang Liyan didn't say anything, Su Bei would still have to strike hard.

The expressions of the people around him were varied.

Looking at Zhang Liyan, who had almost discussed the matter with Su Bei, I didn't know what to say.

What kind of True Martial Succubus is this?
If I remember correctly, just two days ago Zhang Liyan was throwing a tantrum in front of everyone, wasn't he? (End of Chapter)