Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

Xiao Wang looked at the person ranked first on the list, named Huangfu Tianyi, who came from the Third Middle School of the Outer City.

Although he had never heard of this name before, he knew that No. 3 Middle School was known for its martial arts, so it was not surprising that such a person could emerge from it.

The second-ranked name is also quite special: Nangong Qianrou, from No. 12 Middle School. No. 12 Middle School is also known for its martial arts. Although its overall strength is not as good as No. 3 Middle School, it is not much inferior.

Xiao Wang glanced at it once and continued reading, focusing his attention on the tenth place.

According to the previous notice, Yuanwu's talent program has ten slots this year, meaning that basically only the top ten students are eligible.

Xiao Wang doesn't aim for first or second place; he only hopes to reach tenth.

The tenth person on this list is named Feng Jingsheng, who also comes from No. 12 Middle School, the same school as the second person, Nangong Qianrou.

"Sixty-eight, tenth, that's quite a big difference."

Looking at the rankings, Xiao Wang sighed softly, "I wonder if I'll be eligible for the Outstanding Talent Program."

Just as Xiao Wang was lost in thought, Guan Chaoyang nudged him, "Hey, can you give me some feedback? I'm ranked 975th, help me think of a solution."

Xiao Wang placed the list on the table. "What other options do you have? Why don't you go and eliminate the first 974 of them?"

"Hmm...it's not impossible, that's a good idea."

Xiao Wang turned to look at Guan Chaoyang and asked, "Do you think it's more likely that you'll be killed, or that the person in front of you will be killed?"

"Actually, I forgot to tell you." Guan Chaoyang suddenly became serious and said in a solemn tone, "I am the King of Guns."

"The gun king who goes through a wad of toilet paper a day, huh?"

"No problem at all. A wad of toilet paper a day is still enough to make you a top gunslinger."

As the two were talking, Bian Xiaolan, who was in the front row, suddenly turned around, looked at Xiao Wang and Guan Chaoyang, and said, "Hey, you two two-second dogs, you use a whole wad of toilet paper a day. If you put it in a water cup, could it even fill it?"

Xiao Wang: ...

Guan Chaoyang: ...

"Bian Xiaolan, who are you calling three seconds? Do you want to try it? I can last at least an hour."

"You must be peeing for at least an hour, you can't seem to empty your bladder completely."

Guan Chaoyang's temper flared up, and he retorted directly, "Bian Xiaolan, I wish that your urination will split in two from now on and flow down your thighs."

"Fine, you want to stay hard and last longer, right? Then I wish you never go soft and that you'll always be thrusting upwards."

Xiao Wang listened without daring to interrupt. It was truly vicious, utterly lewd and violent.

"Hey, Wang'er, say something, she's talking about you too." Guan Chaoyang nudged Xiao Wang, trying to get him to speak up for him.

"I don't bully girls."

"Holy shit..."

Upon hearing this, Guan Chaoyang and Bian Xiaolan both laughed in anger, but they didn't argue back.

A moment later...

Bian Xiaolan suddenly became quiet. "One of you is going to Yuanwu, and the other is going to the military and police. I can only go to a vocational school, and I don't even know if I can get a job in an underground factory after graduation." Bian Xiaolan paused for a moment, then continued, "Sigh, I won't be able to see you two fencing anymore. What a pity."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Indeed, never believe the heartfelt sentiments of pornography experts.

However, although he was also taken aback by Bian Xiaolan's words, he still sensed the disappointment in her voice.

Just then, the class bell rang, Bian Xiaolan turned around, and Guan Chaoyang put the list away.

"I'll keep this list," Xiao Wang said, pointing to the list of martial arts rankings.

"It was originally meant for you, so you'd better get to know the person behind your name."

"The people behind? Why?"

"I've heard that someone has already issued a challenge."

"challenge?"

"Yeah, they say some people who are dissatisfied will challenge those ranked ahead of them, claiming it can improve their ranking and cultivation level. I wonder which of their grand pronouncements is true."

"Go ahead and challenge them. Sixty-eighth place? Who would be so bored as to challenge someone ranked sixty-eighth? If you're going to challenge anyone, challenge those monsters in the top ten."

"They might want to, but they need the capability first."

As the two were talking, the teacher of the academic subjects came in.

Now that the academic subjects have entered the final review stage, the two of them have stopped sleeping and practicing breathing techniques and have begun to concentrate on listening to the lectures.

Time flies, and the morning classes passed quickly.

After having lunch at the cafeteria, Xiao Wang, Guan Chaoyang, and Bian Xiaolan went about their own business.

Bian Xiaolan went back to the classroom to study her academic subjects, while Guan Chaoyang went to the firearms training hall to continue his training. After seeing the rankings, he felt a sense of urgency and rushed to the training hall without waiting for Xiao Wang to join him.

After finishing his meal, Xiao Wang, following the same routine as before, prepared to head to the police station. Today, he would be learning theoretical content from Wei Zi.

As he passed the martial arts training hall, someone called out to him.

"Brother Wang."

Xiao Wang looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Brother Fu, Chu Wenlong.

Chu Wenlong was clearly heading towards the martial arts hall, while he was heading towards the police station after leaving the school. The two were going in different directions, and after waving to each other in response, they were about to part ways when Chu Wenlong unexpectedly came over.

"Brother Wang, have you seen the ranking list?"

"I've seen it."

"Brother Wang is amazing. He's in the top 100. He'll definitely make it to the Yuanwu realm. I'm afraid I have no chance."

"There's still time, there's still room for improvement, and besides, that ranking isn't necessarily accurate."

"There might be minor fluctuations, but I'm way off." After a pause, Chu Wenlong asked, "Brother Wang, are you going out?"

"Um, something came up."

"Check out the challenges before you go; it shouldn't take long."

"challenge?"

"Yeah, they've arrived. They're in the training hall. They say they're from No. 4 Middle School, ranked around 200th. They're here to challenge someone from our school who's ranked 203rd, I think."

Xiao Wang was astonished upon hearing this.

There really are people ranked hundreds of points who have nothing better to do than take on this challenge.

Although martial arts students were allowed to challenge each other before, very few people did so. They all trained quietly, afraid that their true strength would be revealed to others and inspire them to train even harder.

Therefore, Xiao Wang felt that there must be some people with hidden strength buried in this list.

"Let's go, let's take a look together, it should be quick," Chu Wenlong invited again.

Xiao Wang figured it wouldn't take long anyway, so he followed Chu Wenlong toward the training hall.

Upon entering the training hall, I found that everyone had already formed a circle, mostly students from No. 7 Middle School, but also a small number of people from No. 4 Middle School.

Chu Wenlong and Xiao Wang squeezed to a slightly forward position.

Xiao Wang looked around the field. The two of them had already stood in the center of the field and greeted each other with a cupped-hand salute.

then……

Both sides gained momentum almost simultaneously.

At the same time, the onlookers began to shout.

"Go, No. 7 Middle School!"

"Fourth Middle School, get rid of him."

Although you could hear a few people shouting "Go No. 4 Middle School!", it was mostly drowned out by the cheers from No. 7 Middle School students.

Once the two sides got into position, neither held back and charged at the other almost simultaneously, each unleashing their best moves, each aimed straight for vital points.

The battles were sometimes perilous, and sometimes they turned danger into safety.

This caused the onlookers' emotions and shouts to rise and fall accordingly.

"good!"

"oops."

"Oh... Oh!"