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

The North American rising star's actions have naturally caught the attention of many people, as he is one of the few overseas players to appear, and his popularity is not low.

The live stream chat was naturally filled with profanities.

But that's all.

It didn't cause too much of a stir. In the development of martial arts, my country has a long history and unique advantages. It has a sense of arrogance towards overseas martial arts. Under such circumstances, the provocations of overseas athletes are more like a "big brother looking down on a little brother" feeling, so they naturally don't take it too seriously.

Moreover, people are incredibly tolerant of martial artists, so this kind of behavior is naturally categorized as part of "youthful arrogance".

Su Bei was not angry at all; on the contrary, she was quite happy.

Click like crazy!

The more arrogant you are, the more attention you will receive in your respective places.

The task of becoming famous throughout the world is still waiting for you to help me complete!
However, the lack of any response from Subei gave rise to some other thoughts.

Holman, captain of the North American Rising Stars, said jokingly to the person next to him, "So this Su Bei is nothing special. He's actually the number one young player in the Chinese Alliance?"

A dark-skinned man beside him shook his head slightly, toying with a prism-like object in his hand, on which numerical values ​​were currently appearing:
"The energy fluctuation value is 4469 points."

"He's only at the mid-stage of the fourth tier. How can someone with that kind of strength be called the number one?"

The prism they were using was the latest scientific research achievement from North America, capable of measuring minute fluctuations released by human genes and calculating numerical values.

The measurement results are quite accurate, belonging to one of the high-precision technologies.

"We are under the watchful eyes of many during this sea competition. Defeating the number one young talent from this ancient country would be of great significance!"

"Don't underestimate him." A female martial artist with incredibly fair skin spoke softly. The North American man said, "According to the information we have, this person has already mastered a certain realm of intent, and his strength will definitely not be weak when he unleashes it."

The group nodded slightly, their expressions becoming more serious.

Even though the genetic martial arts of different countries are different, the realm of intent is universal. It's just that they have different names. In North America, it's called domain, and in Japan, it's called "profound meaning". But in essence, they are the same thing.

However, it's hard to imagine what their expressions would be if they knew that Su Bei was not a fourth-tier martial artist, but only a third-tier martial artist.

……

The opening ceremony was actually quite similar to the one in my previous life.

Several leaders gave speeches, and there were some performing arts activities, but it didn't take up too much time in total—unlike in my previous life, there was much less formality here.

In addition, several exhibition matches were held, where several masters showcased their skills. What Su Bei valued even more was the appearance of Cheng Yan, the two-time champion team, and his martial arts battle against Niu Wen, who was also their opponent from the previous year.

The two are old rivals, with a love-hate relationship. They are ranked sixth and seventh on the list of geniuses, making them sworn enemies.

This really opened the eyes of people in northern Jiangsu.

It evokes a sense that heroes from all over the world are as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Cheng Yan cultivates an earth-based gene technique, and as his reputation suggests, his strength is indeed terrifying. He has already reached the level of a master martial artist, and he has made Niu Wen almost unable to fight back.

But what made him even more famous was that he was born with only one arm, which even the secret treasure "Water of Regeneration" with its regenerative power could not restore.

To have achieved this with only one arm requires an effort and dedication that is beyond the imagination of ordinary people; it truly is a testament to the power of nature.

I'm the kind of person who, if I come across something on a short video platform, will definitely stop and watch it for a while.

The severed arm was connected by a specially developed mechanical arm, somewhat like a cyber warrior. It was also a blessing in disguise, as his remaining single arm possessed immense strength, a natural superhuman power. Every punch he threw was powerful and heavy, and the air seemed to become viscous in front of his fist.

However, there have been persistent claims online that if Cheng Yan weren't disabled, his ranking on the Prodigy Ranking wouldn't be just sixth. Su Bei wouldn't deny this, since the talent gained from having only one arm can't compensate for its absence.

But nothing in this world is perfect, and many things are unpredictable.

The opening ceremony concluded with a spectacular display of fireworks overhead.

The competitions at each sub-venue began one after another. Following the instructions on the terminal, Su Bei crossed the aerial corridor connecting the main venue and the sub-venues to head to the venue for the Artistic Conception Competition—the Asking Platform.

The Inquiry Platform, located in the northwest corner of the Weiyang Martial Arts Arena, is an ancient-style architectural complex. A semi-transparent energy barrier hangs between the upturned eaves, enveloping the entire arena. When Su Bei entered through the main gate, staff were already checking his identity at the entrance.

"Zhenwu University's student from northern Jiangsu, please follow me."

Accompanying Su Bei was Cheng Shanhe, whose Xuanwu Intent had been at the perfect stage for a long time. As long as he continued to cultivate, it was only a matter of time before he reached the Intent stage.

Cheng Shanhe, holding a tactical tablet, moved closer to Su Bei, his fingertips tracing the newly updated competition analysis chart: "This year, many universities have produced dark horses in the Artistic Conception Competition, and it is said that many of them have already touched the threshold of Concretization."

The corridor lights cast a cold shadow on Su Bei's profile. He didn't stop walking: "A materialized threshold?"

"It allows the artistic conception to temporarily materialize, existing between perfection and artistic conception!" Cheng Shanhe said softly, making a grasping motion in the air with his hand. The energy particles formed from the Xuanwu intent within his body rippled slightly, and a phantom resembling a back armor appeared on the surface of his body: "It's roughly like this."

Su Bei nodded and said nothing more.

It's not fair to say he was a top student who didn't go through this stage.

“You should already be familiar with the rules of the artistic conception competition, but I'll briefly explain them again,” the staff member said as they walked around. “Each contestant has five minutes to present, and the judges will score them based on three dimensions: ‘depth,’ ‘breadth,’ and ‘control.’”

After passing through the last moon gate, a bright and open space suddenly appeared before us.

In the center of the arena is a circular martial arts platform with a diameter of 100 meters, surrounded by tiered spectator seating.

By this time, the audience was about 70% full. When Su Bei entered the stadium, a chorus of discussions immediately arose from the stands.

"That's the number one on the Prodigy Ranking?"

"She looks so young."

"I heard he has already broken through to a higher level of artistic conception."

Su Bei's gaze swept across the judges' panel, and among the seven judges were two familiar faces—the old man Bai Yutang was sitting with his sword in his arms, and next to him was Zhou Buyi, a military master whom he had met once before.

It's quite rare to see Old Man Bai here, but thinking about it, it's not surprising. After all, Old Man Bai is the second-ranked Grandmaster.

Its killing intent is of a very high rank in terms of artistic conception, making it more than qualified to be a judge in a single artistic conception competition.

The other five are also renowned masters of artistic conception. The eldest, with white hair reaching his shoulders, is Mr. Bai Lu, a leading figure in the study of artistic conception known as a "living dictionary."

The competition is progressing rapidly, with many universities across the country participating, but overall, only a few hundred people have registered.

After all, artistic conception is not just a simple contest of mental strength, but a martial artist's spiritual and martial manifestation of "Dao". The strong can trigger strange phenomena in heaven and earth, while the weak may even have their Dao heart shattered.

On the Dao Asking Platform, ancient Dao patterns were engraved all around. Facing the Heavenly Heart Realm, the martial artist's deepest martial obsession was reflected and materialized in the outside world.

On that day, the martial artist's state of mind is projected into an illusion. The martial artist must confront their inner demons or obsessions, while releasing their own artistic conception to trigger strange phenomena in the world. The stronger the resonance, the higher the score.

This thing isn't some kind of cutting-edge technology; rather, it was discovered by several early War God-level powerhouses from a shattered battlefield. They usually kept it in the Martial Arts Department as training equipment, which helped improve their artistic conception. It would be taken out during the university league.

“Zhao Yingcai from Biying University will take the stage.”

A slightly nervous young man walked onto the judging platform and faced the panel of judges. (End of Chapter)