High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

Chen Shi returned to school.

The entire junior high school stood up and applauded, chanting "God of War of Hengshan!" The atmosphere was incredibly lively, and Chen Shifeng was in the limelight!

He lowered his head, looking somewhat shy, a rare occurrence for him.

Di Yun leaned against the dumbbells and snapped, "Stop making a fuss, get back to training!"

"Chen Shi, come here!"

Chen Shi quickly and obediently stepped forward!

Di Yun said calmly, "Do you know you were wrong?"

"I know, my master's wife told me everything!"

Di Yun sneered, "Ha, your master's wife is just too soft-hearted!"

"Put your hand out!"

Chen Shi hurriedly reached out, thinking that his master was going to hit him, but he didn't expect it to be a test of his blood energy value. Sure enough, the injury was so serious that his blood energy value dropped from 128 to 124, and the impurities in his body were also much higher, reaching 2.1%. He would have to go into the high-temperature room again tonight.

"Is your blood energy level dropping that easily?" Chen Shi frowned.

Di Yun said calmly, "Therefore, superpowers are now king, and martial intent is second."

"Let's test the others too."

Then they measured Chen Shi's body proportions. Chen Shi has naturally long arms, but his back is still very narrow. This is easy to train, mainly because of the Achilles tendon, which only accounts for half of his lower leg and is still a distance from three-quarters.

Finally, Di Yun crossed his arms and said calmly, "Do you know that you're now known as the strongest first-year student in Linshan City?"

Chen Shi chuckled and said, "I saw it online!"

"How does it feel?"

Chen Shi shook his head and said, "I don't feel anything. Maybe it's because the opponents are too weak."

Di Yun chuckled, "Quite arrogant!"

"Now the entire junior high school in Linshan City is aiming to beat you."

"You'll be targeted during the city-wide standardized exams at the end of this semester!"

Chen Shi shrugged and said, "Come on, I'm only in the first rank, how could anyone possibly beat me!"

Di Yun said calmly, "So your goal isn't to win!"

"It's not just a complete and absolute suppression!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Shi looked up sharply and said, "Definitely!"

Di Yun then said, "Let's see what martial intent is like."

After such a major battle, one's martial spirit should have increased!

Chen Shi raised his right hand, only to see that the blackness covered his entire palm!

Di Yun's pupils dilated in shock!

What was originally just a tiny speck of light has grown to the size of a palm in this battle?

He took out another testing device to test Chen Shi's martial intent strength.

Previously, there was only one basic point.

just now.

"Martial prowess: 19."

"good!"

It seems the battlefield is Chen Shi's breeding ground; he is a born thug.

Finally, Di Yun patted Chen Shi on the shoulder and said, "Go train!"

The fight was over, and the boy continued to train hard in the midst of his passionate youth, setting off at sunrise and returning home after sunset to continue practicing with his staff, falling asleep late at night.

The number of suitors around him began to rise, but he turned a deaf ear to them and devoted himself to the Tao!

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Shi's blood energy value began to increase at a slower rate each day, only increasing by 20 points in 15 days, reaching 144, which was still far from Di Yun's target of 170. However, the growth rate of impurities accelerated, often reaching 3%.

Because the school is small, it can't afford high-purity martial arts-grade potion!

The lower the purity, the higher the impurities. Chen Shi's purity is only 3% because he is in good health, while Wang Hu and his group often have 8 to 9%.

Later, Chen Shi also learned that Wang Hu's blood energy value was only 178, which was at the mid-stage of martial arts, and his progress was getting slower and slower. He said that he probably wouldn't reach 400 before graduating from junior high school, and at most around 750 after graduating from high school, which was at the late stage of martial arts master.

Before the college entrance examination, it was impossible to reach 900.

Having obtained the Grandmaster certification and possessing 900 martial prowess points, Wang Hu can only ascend the Enlightenment Platform after his senior year of high school. It's unknown whether he will even have martial intent!

At this moment, the two sat facing each other on the floor of the martial arts school during their lunch break. Birds occasionally took a nap on the branches outside the window, and the sunlight was bright and gentle.

Wang Hu said with a face full of regret, "I think I've reached the pinnacle of martial arts mastery in this lifetime; I can't go on to become a grandmaster."

"If I don't get the enlistment qualification, I'll most likely end up as a guard in some city's garrison."

"But Chen Shi, you're different. Two and a half months, 145 health points—you're destined to be a general!"

Chen Shi frowned and asked, "Is it really that difficult to raise one's blood energy?"

Wang Hu smiled wryly and said, "That's what genius is all about."

"When they opened their mouths, they spoke in a language I couldn't understand."

"My physical talent is only A1, you're SS, right?"

Chen Shi: "I have a 3S and three pluses."

Wang Hu: "Braise!"

"Then why are you stuck in this school? A monster like you should go straight to the top human high school!"

"It should at least be the best middle school in the mountain area, right?"

Chen Shi shook his head and said, "I'll just follow Brother Yun."

Wang Hu nodded and said, "That's true. You don't have parents, but with Brother Yun taking care of you, you're safe."

He changed the subject and asked, "Do you know how big the human race is?"

"I don't know," Chen Shi shook his head.

Wang Hu said in a deep voice, "Remember, 7380 million square kilometers of land and 3200 million square kilometers of sea, totaling 10580 million square kilometers!"

Chen Shi was confused and didn't understand what it meant.

Wang Hu said calmly, "Linshan City covers an area of ​​over 1700 square kilometers."

"Huh?" Chen Shi was taken aback and said, "Then Linshan City occupies one-fifth of the human race's landmass?"

"Huh?" This time it was Wang Hu's turn to be dumbfounded.

Chen Shi asked in confusion, "That's not 7300, this is 1700."

"Brother Wan," Wang Hu said with a smirk, "It's 7380 million, ours is 1700 million, there's no 'ten thousand' at the end!"

"The human race's landmass can accommodate 4 Linshan cities."

"Forty thousand seats?" Chen Shi counted on his fingers, still a little confused.

Wang Hu then asked, "Do you know how many middle schools there are in Linshan City?"

"37 seats!"

Chen Shi nodded, still having no idea.

Wang Hu continued, "If we include the Yuanwu Department next door, that's elemental martial artists. The average number of martial arts classes in each middle school is around 120, with about 20 in the first year of junior high."

"With 37 schools multiplied by 20, there are over 700 students in the first year of junior high alone!"

"You are now considered the strongest among these 700 people."

Chen Shi nodded thoughtfully.

Wang Hu added, "And the human race has a total of over 12 middle schools!"

"If you calculate it that way, there are over 8000 million first-year junior high students!"

"Do you think you can be considered the strongest among these 8000 million?"

Chen Shi frowned and said, "I don't know, but... it should be okay, right?"

Wang Hu laughed: "I don't know either. You are indeed a freak, but I've heard that the Central Plains are full of freaks, full of gold."

Chen Shi's brows remained furrowed; his brain was completely overloaded, and he couldn't keep up with the calculations.

Wang Hu then changed the subject, saying, "The number of people taking the national college entrance examination each year is approximately 6000 million!"

"But do you know how many martial arts universities there are in the whole country?"

"How much?" Chen Shi asked curiously.

Wang Hu said in a deep voice, "There are only 985 pure martial arts universities!"

"Each university will enroll no more than 10,000 students per year!"

"That is to say, out of more than 6000 million people, only about 900 million can get into a pure martial arts university."

"The rest of us can only go to ordinary universities, and we might continue to train in the martial arts club, but it's impossible for us to become powerful martial artists. For example, I will become a guard or some other profession in the future."

"Those who can go to the battlefield will be selected from those 900 million people!"

Do you know how many were ultimately selected?

Wang Hu asked with a smile.

Chen Shi quickly pressed, "How much!"

Wang Hu held up one finger and said, "10 people."

"Only 10 students are recruited into the military each year!"

Chen Shi exclaimed in shock, "Isn't that too little?"

"Is it very strict?"

Wang Hu said emphatically, "Of these 10 people, more than half are Grandmasters, and the rest must be at least half-step Grandmasters!"

"Becoming a Grandmaster before graduating at age 22 is a strict requirement for becoming a soldier!"

Chen Shi nodded emphatically: "Grandmaster..."

Wang Hu said in a deep voice, "The difference between a Grandmaster and a Martial Master is as vast as heaven and earth!"

"I don't know about elemental warriors, but for us normal warriors, the difference lies in those 900 martial arts points!"

"Let me tell you, almost everyone who can become a Grandmaster before graduation has a blood energy level of over 900 before graduating from high school, which is why I said it's impossible for me."

"Those geniuses don't practice internal energy cultivation after entering university; they focus entirely on martial intent. They have to reach 900 points in four years before they can enlist!"

"My grandfather told me that on the modern battlefield, a martial artist without martial intent is nothing but cannon fodder; it's better not to fight at all!"

Chen Shi nodded silently. No wonder his master changed his mindset immediately after seeing that he had dark martial intent.

Wang Hu was very talkative. He then asked, "Chen Shi, do you know how many of these 10 people can break through to the Grandmaster level and reach the Martial Venerable level?"

Chen Shi asked curiously, "How much?"

"1000 people!"

Chen Shitong's eyes widened. "Only one out of 100?" he asked.

"That's right." Wang Hu laughed, "How many people, one in ten thousand, are considered Martial Venerables?"

"I can't figure it out," Chen Shi shook his head.

"So how many Martial Saints do you think there are?"

Chen Shi asked curiously, "Ten?"

Wang Hu shook his head: "Theoretically, there should be around 100 people, because those who can reach the Martial Venerable level all have very high talent, and basically all have the potential to become Martial Saints."

Chen Shi's eyes widened: "So many?"

Wang Hu laughed and said, "That's just in theory. In reality, the average is nine!"

Chen Shi asked in confusion, "Why? What's the difference between theory and reality?"

Wang Hu sighed, "He's dead."

"Martial Saint is too high, Grandmaster is too low, therefore Martial Venerable is the most crucial fighting force on the battlefield!"

"This is also why the Fifth Realm is granted the title of 'Honor'."

"It must be respected."

"They are the most regrettable people. They all have talent, but most of them have not had a chance to realize it before they are put on the field as the backbone of the team, resulting in a very high casualty rate."

Did you see the news yesterday?

"This month, there have been more conflicts between humans and demons on the border. In more than 30 days, three Martial Venerables have died."

Wang Hu felt a chill run down his spine and exclaimed, "This is too cruel!"

"From childhood to adulthood, more than 20 years of hard training have given me a powerful cultivation level. On the battlefield, I can die at any moment. Three of them died in 30 days."

By the end, Wang Hu was so moved that he almost cried.

"They are one in ten thousand, each the strongest in their own hometown!"

"Die so suddenly!"

"Chen Shi!"

"You!"

I'm talking about you!

The moment the last sentence appeared.

Chen Shih-hu was startled, finally grasping the meaning of everything Wang Hu had just said.

The three people who died in yesterday's news, aren't they Chen Shi, who will live more than ten years from now?

Wang Hu patted Chen Shi heavily on the shoulder, his emotions running high.

"People like Wan Can and Zhao Zhen, I don't know what they're jealous of. They're just missing a screw in their heads, like idiots, unable to understand such a simple truth!"

"Your strength benefits every one of us, every citizen on this 105.8 million square kilometers of land!"

"Don't think I talk too much!"

"Be extremely careful on the battlefield in the future, and be sure to return home in glory!"

"You'll call me Captain now, but I'll call you General Chen later!"