Chapter 79 Three things. Su Ming: I’m in trouble

"Don't you know?" Su Ming saw Fang Ke's doubtful expression and immediately smiled.

"Then let me tell you."

He was extremely fast, as if he had already memorized the words, and as if he had said them countless times.

"I am Su Ming from Jizhou. I practiced to the level of a 500-kilogram quasi-warrior at the age of 15. Then I trained to a 1,000-kilogram quasi-warrior in three years. After breaking through to the martial arts level, I was recognized as an S-level genius of the human race.

"I am now in the fourth-level warrior realm, and with the Tianjiao warrior path, I am already comparable to a ninth-level warrior.

"By the way, as far as I know, there are only seventeen S-class geniuses in our current batch of martial arts candidates, and I am the only one in Jizhou. And there are only two genius warriors in this batch who have reached the end of their road, and I am one of them.

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"If nothing else happens, I should be the only one in the Imperial Martial Arts, the S-class genius at the end of the road.

"Do you know what this means? It means that I will definitely become a Martial Sect in the future, and there is a half chance of becoming a Martial King!

"So, the classmates in Jizhou also call me King Xiaowu, and you can call me that too."

These words were spoken very fluently and without blushing.

Fang Ke nodded slightly.

"Hello, Xiao Wu Wang, my classmates call me Longcheng Wen Zhuangyuan, Chinese Qu Xing, Jade Face Young Master, these three titles, you can call me whatever you want."

"Ah..." Su Ming was a little dumbfounded.

I am an S-level genius, I only have one title.

Why do you have so many?

There are also literary champions and literary stars. We are all martial arts students. How could we be so... ugh!

Su Ming suddenly blinked and reacted.

Only martial arts students are suitable to be called Wen Zhuangyuan and Wen Quxing!

If you want to be called Wu Zhuangyuan or Wu Quxing, you will definitely be attacked by a group of martial arts students if you draw hatred!

You won’t be afraid if you are called Wen Zhuangyuan.

Martial Arts students don't care about this title, but even if liberal arts students do, they can't beat themselves.

"You are so good at it." Su Ming looked at Fang Ke with some admiration.

However.

Wen Zhuangyuan and Wen Quxing, these two most resounding nicknames were taken away by Fang Ke. What should he be called?

He couldn't help but think about it, and he was also going to go to the liberal arts students to get a louder title.

Fang Ke smiled.

This little fat guy.

Seems a bit silly.

Do you want to tell him that Tianjiao Warrior Road will be mass-produced soon, and that your S-level may soon be downgraded to A-level?

If Su Ming knew this news, he would probably have to change all the words he just wrote.

This workload is really too much.

Above.

The old lady of the principal began to give a speech.

"Hello, I am An Rushi, the principal of Huangdu Wuhan University. First of all, I would like to welcome the new students to Huangdu Wuhan University.

"I will say three things when school starts today."

She paused and continued.

"First, everyone should know the news about the updated ranking of the Ten Thousand Races Ranking today.

"The ranking of the human race has improved by 107 places, which is gratifying, but also sad.

"In this battle, the human race lost one Martial God, 27 Martial Kings, 319 Martial Sects, 7,900 generals, and 24,120 martial arts masters."

Everyone below holds their breath.

The battle with the Gill Face Clan was the largest clan war in recent years.

Although the human race is well prepared.

However, the situation in the Ten Thousand Races battlefield is special. Clan wars, especially clan wars that directly knock the opponent out of the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, will only require an overwhelming advantage.

Otherwise.

The victors often only lose miserably.

However, Fang Ke could imagine that the human race would pay such a price, and the losses of the Gill Face Clan would be at least ten times, or even a hundred times more than that of the human race!

After all.

This is a war launched by all the tribes in the alliance against the Gill Face Tribe at the same time.

"The reason why the Gill-faced tribe was destroyed is because the Gill-faced tribe is ambitious and covets the human realm!" The old lady's tone suddenly turned cold.

"So, I have always disagreed with Minister Lu Wei's alliance policy!

"I hope all Huangwu students will remember.

"Foreign races can be slaves, but not allies!

"When you are on the battlefield of all races, even in the alliance area, if you encounter alien races from the alliance, you must be on alert!

"If we meet outside the alliance area, all foreign races will be killed if possible! They are not trustworthy!"

The thin old lady, with all white hair, but extremely murderous, shrouded the entire playground.

The playground was silent.

Fang Ke looked up at her.

This old lady is very hostile to foreign races, which is contrary to the current policies of the top human race.

Fang Ke didn’t quite agree.

The human race is weak, and it is not a good thing to be enemies everywhere.

He heard the principal continue.

"Don't look at the eager relations between the various races in the alliance. In fact, everyone should be wary!

"You must know that once the alliance's tribes finally reach less than 7,000, or finally stop at around 7,000, our biggest opponents in the last few years will be the alliance tribes near us!"
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The principal had a sneer on his lips.

"So, no matter how close the relationship between the various races is now, they will never allow any one race to be too strong!

"Once they fail to reach 7,000, and you have the tendency to rise, you will definitely be suppressed by other races!

"Even now, if we meet each other outside the alliance area, there will be a lot of fighting!"

Fang Ke nodded slightly this time.

These words are very true and expose the essence of the so-called alliance of 7,000 small tribes.

Everyone is weak, so join a group together to keep warm. Don’t let anyone become stronger, let’s all be ruined together.

If you want to fight and rise up.

I will definitely hold you back!

Unless everyone makes progress slowly together.

So.

This alliance is a group for warmth, to prevent those who are too weak from being easily wiped out, but if we say how close they are to each other, that may not be the case.

As the principal said, it is normal for us to cross paths with each other when we meet outside the alliance area.

And.

The principal said that if there are less than 7,000 people in the final sprint before the end of the century-old clan war, then the alliance will definitely turn against each other and use each other's opportunity to rank each clan's final sprint.

This is definitely something that is likely to happen.

"The first thing is sad and regrettable. Although the result is gratifying, it is far from the time to celebrate. It can only be regarded as a happy event."

The old lady of the principal will continue to speak, her voice floating throughout the playground.

"As for the second thing, it is a real happy event.

"During the summer vacation at the Binhai Research Institute, several studies have made great progress. One is to cultivate a billion sandworms to guard the coast and relieve the harm of sea monsters in the human environment; the other is to develop blood elixirs and body quenching fluids.

Precious medicine.

"Some students may not have heard of these two things. Let me say a few more words. The biggest role of the blood elixir and body quenching liquid is to help the human race's quasi-warrior to break through their limits and more easily embark on the path of a talented warrior, reaching a thousand kilograms

Go to the extreme and become an S-class genius!"

After she finished speaking, there was an uproar on the playground.

Not excited.

It’s not an expectation either.

Instead, I feel confused, at a loss, and regretful!

Because all the students present, except for a few individuals, are all warriors!

And if you become a warrior, you miss the opportunity to follow the path of a talented warrior!

This blood elixir and body quenching fluid are an absolute treasure for would-be warriors and current high school students, and they are the hope for the future!

But for them.

Especially for those who have reached their limit on the journey of becoming a genius warrior and have just had no choice but to break through to become a warrior, this is simply an extremely cruel blow!

How cruel!

Above, the principal turned a blind eye to the uproar below.

She paused for a moment and then continued.

"Next, the human race will train 10,000 quasi-warriors with 1,000 kilograms and one million quasi-warriors with 800 kilograms every year.

"So, you should have thought that starting from your next session, there will be at least 10,000 S-class geniuses at the end of the road of the previous genius warriors!

"And in your current generation, there are only 17 S-class geniuses in the entire human race!

"I can say this now, one year from now, all the new students in the Imperial Martial Arts will be 1,000-kilogram level quasi-warriors! All of them will be first-level, sixth-level, and fifth-level combat martial artists!

"So." She said in a deep voice to all the freshmen.

"You only have one year!

"If you cannot break through the martial arts within a year, once the new students arrive, all your resources will be greatly reduced!

"This is a new student! As for the old students who will start their junior or senior years next year and have not broken through the martial arts masters, they will all be expelled from the Imperial Martial Arts!"

There was silence on the playground.

Most people looked solemn.

Soon, someone lost his balance and started yelling.

This is so unfair.

Why can such good training resources be available only one year later? Why not make an announcement earlier? Why can't they get such training!

In short.

Some people are very resentful.

All are freshmen, no old students.

The old lady of the principal waved her hand, and the teachers beside her jumped up and flew dozens of meters into the air. They grabbed these people and took them away without saying a word.

The students calmed down in panic.

"For those who are weak-minded and resentful of others, it is best not to become a warrior." The old lady's tone softened slightly, but was still cold.

It gets quiet down below.

Except for one of the students in the gifted class in front of Fang Ke, no one else had much reaction from beginning to end.

They are high-quality warriors who are sprinting martial arts, or they have already become martial arts masters and will enter the battlefield of all races in the next year.

What happens next year and what happens to the next class of freshmen will have no impact on them for the time being.

Only Su Ming.

The response was huge.

Fang Ke looked at him, his face gradually turned red, then from red to white, and then from white to green.

"Fang Ke."

He showed bitterness towards Fang Ke.

"Am I going to have my S-class treatment revoked?" He murmured to himself, not wanting to get a response from Fang Ke, just wanting to say something.

"Next year, at least ten thousand 1,000-kilogram-level quasi-warriors will be born. With such a large number, the level of attention must be low. They cannot all be S-level, otherwise the S-level will be ruined."

Su Ming trembled all over.

"I am no longer on the street, and I am no longer valuable."

After he finished speaking, a laugh came from the side.

Fang Ke looked over.

She was one of the two girls next to Su Ming. Judging from her position, she was also in the gifted class. She had not spoken just now. She was obviously amused by Su Ming and couldn't help laughing.

Su Ming looked at the smiling girl.

"Kong Xuan, you are worthless."

The girl turned around instantly and glared at Su Ming: "Little fat man, if you want to be beaten, I will satisfy you!"

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