High Martial Arts: Destroying All Realms with the Heart of a Martial God

Su Yuan had long been considered an oddball among the students in his class.

They don't use intermediate recovery fluid, and they even need to eat.

For these first-level martial artists, food is no longer a necessity of life.

Basic or intermediate recovery fluid is sufficient to satisfy daily hunger.

They can even go a whole day without eating.

In addition, Su Yuan's crazy energy infected many students in Class 1, who felt that Su Yuan was an oddball among the students of No. 2 Middle School.

"Su Yuan, in a few minutes we'll be practicing in pairs. I hope I can be your opponent then."

Upon seeing Su Yuan return, Lin Jie quickly ran to his side and smiled.

"I hope so."

"We don't know how it will be done yet. Maybe we'll be sparring with students from No. 1 Middle School."

Su Yuan didn't care who his sparring partner was. Even if it was one of the students from No. 1 High School with high Qi and Blood values, he wasn't afraid.

"I hope I don't spar with any too strong opponents later, otherwise I'll just get crushed."

Li Xingyu and Xie Zhengyang prayed on the side. Their qi and blood values ​​were not high, so compared with the group of students from No. 1 Middle School, there was really no point in sparring with them.

Being unilaterally defeated may lead to some improvement in skill, but it's not good for mental development.

Once someone has a mental problem, things become difficult.

A few minutes later, Pei Xuan and three other teachers appeared in the basement.

"Time is up."

"Next, you can form teams of two based on your health points or you can form teams on your own."

"The sparring session will last one hour."

Pei Xuan scanned the room and swiftly began the next lesson.

How high or low is the Qi and Blood level?

That would be wonderful.

Several students from No. 2 Middle School looked delighted, because this way they wouldn't have to practice with the students from No. 1 Middle School.

People are more relaxed around those they know at their own school.

"Remember, you must go all out with every move you make."

"Once I discover that someone is faking it."

Pei Xuan continued coldly and ruthlessly, "Then you will continue sparring with a 500-pound weight belt."

Another 500 jin!

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines; this was no joke.

"Alright, form your own teams now."

After Pei Xuan finished speaking, he and the three teachers, Wang Zheng and Pei Xuan, stood aside, leaving ample space for the thirty students.

"Su Yuan, shall we go?"

Lin Jie moved extremely fast and immediately stood in front of Su Yuan.

"Can."

Su Yuan nodded, while Li Xingyu, who was standing to the side, was a step behind and looked regretful.

He also wanted to find Su Yuan, but he was a little slower than Lin Jie.

Nearby, Leng Xin and Fang Yan spontaneously formed a team and quietly practiced together.

Before long, all thirty students found practice partners.

Ye Ling was accompanied by Chu Tianche.

Of all the students present, only Chu Tianche barely possessed that level of ability.

"Lingzi, I want to see if I've improved during this time."

"If we're both giving it our all, how many moves can I actually withstand?"

Chu Tianche's fighting spirit surged, and he looked at Ye Ling with eager anticipation.

"bring it on."

Ye Ling smiled, her face full of confidence.

Different scenes unfolded in this space as thirty students from the Qianshan Class immersed themselves in training.

Pei Xuan and the other three teachers kept scanning the area, ready to use gravity belts on anyone who showed any signs of letting up.

However, there are exceptions, such as Ye Lingchu Tianche, Su Yuanlin Jie.

The difference in strength between the two is too great. If Pei Xuan and the other three teachers were to hold back, they would turn a blind eye.

If you get instantly killed, what's the point of practicing together?

Pei Xuan glanced at Su Yuan, intentionally or unintentionally.

He discovered that every move Su Yuan made hit Lin Jie's fatal weakness.

From the beginning until now, Lin Jie has not even touched the hem of Su Yuan's clothes.

Su Yuan's eyes were focused, as if he could predict Lin Jie's moves.

On the surface, Lin Jie's health and mana were much higher than Su Yuan's, but in reality, Su Yuan was the one dominating Lin Jie.

This scene is quite strange.

Lin Jie was defeated in less than a minute, still far from an hour's time.

On the other side, Chu Tianche and Ye Ling were in the same state, and neither of them lasted even a minute.

"Students who have been defeated and are exhausted should immediately take intermediate-level recovery fluid."

"No rest allowed. If you rest for more than three seconds, the gravity belt will be provided."

Pei Xuan's words at this moment were like a haunting demon, making Lin Jie suffer unbearably.

Lin Jie was unaware that this was already a situation where Su Yuan had released the sea.

Chu Tianche, on the other hand, had a look in his eyes that was full of a desire to challenge Ye Ling. Before Pei Xuan could finish speaking, he took the intermediate-level recovery fluid.

A sparring session lasting an hour thus began.

"Teacher Pei, isn't this cultivation method a bit too much?"

Zhao Xinxuan felt a pang of pity as she watched the students fall one by one in the arena, only to quickly return to their practice.

"Is this going too far?"

"There wasn't even much blood lost, so how could it be considered excessive?"

"Teacher Zhao, it's good to have a kind heart, but it should be used in the right place."

"Qianshan Class doesn't support idlers, nor does it want useless people."

"Those thirty people represent the top geniuses from the two schools in the Thousand Mountain District. If they can't even endure this much pain..."

"How will we resist the ever-present beast tides, and how will we protect the Thousand Mountains region, and even Linzhou City and the Xia Kingdom?"

Pei Xuan's words left Zhao Xinxuan speechless, her face blank.

"Besides, this is only the extent of their suffering; something far more brutal awaits them."

Pei Xuan kept them in suspense, which immediately piqued the interest of Wang Zheng and the other two.

When designing the curriculum for the Qianshan Class, the senior leaders of both schools deliberately left the evenings unscheduled.

Pei Xuan arrived suddenly yesterday. Could it be that he was the one who decided on the evening's lessons?

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng and his two teachers silently glanced at the thirty students who were practicing hard.

I could already picture the students crying and wailing in their hearts.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"Time's up, you can take a short break now."

As Pei Xuan finished speaking, all twenty-two students instantly collapsed to the ground, not even wanting to move a finger.

An hour felt like a year.

It was too agonizing for the students in the Qianshan class.

The eight students standing on the field were Ye Ling, Leng Xin, Su Yuan, and five students from No. 1 Middle School.

Ye Ling remained expressionless, while Leng Xin and Su Yuan breathed slightly heavily. The five students from No. 1 Middle School struggled to keep from collapsing.

In fact, the intensity of sparring with Lin Jie was probably not even a warm-up for Su Yuan.

It's coming soon; it will explode completely soon.

"Rest here for twenty minutes, then practice martial arts and breathing techniques."

With only twenty minutes of break time, the students at No. 1 Middle School couldn't help but groan in despair, lamenting that the intervals between classes were too short.

Twenty minutes later, Pei Xuan and his four teachers waved their hands, and thirty barriers formed by beams of light appeared instantly.

"This is a light pillar training room specially prepared for you, one room per person."

"Once inside, the light pillar training room will gradually darken based on the remaining power in your body."

"When the pillar of light completely dims, it means that you are completely exhausted and have no more strength left."

"Don't worry, the Light Pillar Training Room can protect your privacy in all aspects. Neither we teachers nor the students around us can see the martial arts and breathing techniques you are practicing."

"You can rest assured."

After Pei Xuan finished explaining, a sharp glint flashed in Su Yuan's eyes.

Finally, I have the opportunity to cultivate with all my might!

At this point, many people in the know showed expressions of shock.