Martial Arts Secret Realm: Only I Can Know the Plot?

The third monthly exam began soon.

Sun Fan once again became the focus of the entire event.

However, unlike the previous two monthly exams, this time not only were teachers present, but almost all the major factions in the third grade were also there.

When teachers accept students, they value potential and character more, so they place great importance on the results of the first two monthly tests.

The third-year factions, when recruiting, place more emphasis on immediate combat capability.

So they usually come on their third visit.

Sun Fan stood on the sidelines, watching the third-year students enter the arena one after another.

Even though not everyone had arrived, the atmosphere in the room had already changed.

In the previous two monthly exams, the spectator seats were mostly occupied by teachers, with a few older students occasionally joining in the fun, but the atmosphere was rather casual. This time, however, it was different. The seats were neatly filled, with people dressed in the same way sitting in each area, clearly separated from one another.

Compared to the first-graders, who were dressed in various outfits and acting like random soldiers, the difference in quality was immediately apparent.

Dong Dahai stood next to Sun Fan, his expression complex. He, who was usually silent, suddenly spoke:

"Class monitor, while we still have time, let me tell you about what's going on in third grade." He lowered his voice, "You've been in the spotlight a lot this time, and those people coming to see you might not be a good thing."

Sun Fan didn't speak, he just nodded.

He knew that sometimes, you might not want to join certain forces, but you had no choice.

People in the arena involuntarily.

Dong Dahai cleared his throat: "Among the three grades, the ten largest forces right now are called [One Empress, Four Kings, and Five Tiger Generals]."

So many?

Dong Dahai explained, "The situation in the third grade was different from ours. There were a lot more students that year. There might have been 25 classes at the beginning, or even more. Anyway, after the mergers and acquisitions, this is how many were left."

"The first 'Queen' is the Empress of Heaven."

He pointed to the center of the stands, where a girl in a red outfit sat, her features sharp, her short hair reaching her ears, resting with her eyes closed. There was no one within three meters of her.

"The Empress's real name is Chao Qingwu. This is the only one of the ten major forces that is led by a woman, and it is also the strongest force."

"The diva herself is also quite mysterious."

"It's mainly her martial arts skills. Nobody knows the specific names of her martial arts techniques; all they know is that she cultivates them very quickly."

Some say she may have reached the fourth realm and is standing on the threshold of the fifth realm, while others say she has already crossed that threshold.

"But her main strength lies in her martial arts skills."

"She hasn't done it in a long time, but according to my previous records, when she did it, she almost never left anyone alive."

When Dong Dahai said this, he lowered his voice even further: "Some people say she has a powerful background, some say she has a big secret. A teacher once couldn't stand how ruthless she was and wanted to teach her some manners, but nothing came of it."

"Anyway, no one in the third grade dares to mess with her. Even the Four Kings and Five Tigers have to treat her with utmost respect."

Sun Fan nodded, seemingly understanding the other party.

For a woman to survive in this dark martial arts school and even build up such a large force, she always needs to be stronger and more ruthless.

"What about the four kings?" he asked.

Dong Dahai pointed to the left side of the spectator stands: "The four sitting over there are the Four Kings."

Sun Fan looked in that direction and saw four people sitting in four different directions, each with a distance between them, and none of them were looking at each other.

"The first one is Luo Lie, the Sword King. He practices his family's Broken Army Sword Technique, which is fierce and domineering. In the third year, no more than five people can withstand three of his strikes in a head-on confrontation."

The second one is Shi Jingtian, the boxing champion. This guy is a martial arts fanatic; all he does is practice boxing all day long. It's said he challenged all the third-grade boxing teachers.

"Some teachers got annoyed by the persistent harassment and resorted to harsher measures, hoping to teach him a lesson. But once he recovered, he continued to challenge them."

"It is said that his boxing skills have surpassed those of some teachers."

Dong Dahai paused, then pointed to the third person: "The third one is Chen Jiu, the Leg King. His leg skills are ridiculously fast. Some people say that his leg speed is faster than your sword, Sun Fan—of course, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I've only heard about it."

If your legs are fast, you'll be fast.

This person's lightness skill is probably unparalleled.

Sun Fan looked at the "Leg King," a lean boy whose legs were longer than average, and he was shaking his feet listlessly.

"The fourth one..." Dong Dahai's voice suddenly stopped.

Sun Fan turned his head to look at him.

Dong Dahai's expression changed, becoming very unnatural, as if he had choked on something.

Swallowing hard to calm himself, Dong Dahai spoke in a voice he tried to keep steady:

"The fourth one is the Gun King, Shen Wuxiu."

When he uttered the name Shen Wuxiu, his voice noticeably lowered, carrying a subtle, indescribable fluctuation.

Sun Fan noticed that Dong Dahai's hands were clenched slightly.

"Do you know him?" Sun Fan asked.

Dong Dahai paused for two seconds before speaking, "I know him."

He only said two words and then stopped.

Sun Fan didn't press further, but simply looked at the gun king.

He was an ordinary boy, with an average appearance and build. He sat there motionless, like a piece of wood. But Sun Fan noticed that his hands were covered in calluses, incredibly thick—marks left from years of holding a gun.

"Is his gun fast?" Sun Fan asked.

Dong Dahai shook his head: "It's not fast."

"What is that?"

Dong Dahai remained silent for a while before saying, "It's Qiang."

Sun Fan's brows twitched slightly.

Sun Fan looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Dong Dahai didn't say anything more, but just stared at the gun king with a very complicated look in his eyes.

Sun Fan didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, seemingly having calmed down, Dong Dahai continued, "His spear is not as domineering as the Knife King's, nor as fast as the Leg King's."

"But he can prevent the Sword King's sword from becoming too domineering, and he can prevent the Leg King from becoming too fast."

Some say the boxing champion is a martial arts fanatic, a madman.

"But few people know that Shen Wuxiu's obsession with martial arts is no less than that of the boxing champion, and may even be more obsessive."

"His sparring partners are not school teachers, but powerful enemies from the secret realm."

"Among the Four Heavenly Kings, he is the leader."

After uttering all his words in one breath, Dong Dahai also let out a long sigh of relief.

"What about the Five Tiger Generals?" Sun Fan changed the subject.

Dong Dahai snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath, and pointed to the row of people on the right side of the spectator stands.

"Those five are the Five Tiger Generals. They are listed in no particular order: Fierce Tiger, Blood Tiger, Mad Tiger, Smiling Tiger, and Sick Tiger. These five are roughly equal in strength, none of them can defeat the others, and they are all a step weaker than the Four Heavenly Kings. However, it may take the Four Heavenly Kings some effort to take them down."

Sun Fan glanced at the five people and, just as Dong Dahai had said, each possessed their own imposing presence.

It seemed to sense Sun Fan's gaze.

Yan Gaotian also looked at Sun Fan.

He repeatedly warned himself that when he saw Sun Fan, he must remain calm; pointless baring of teeth was the act of a beast.

But when he actually saw Sun Fan's face, his eyes still couldn't help but fill with bloodshot.

I really want to crush his head with my own hands.

Brother, etc.

It'll be soon, it should be soon.