Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

On the podium, the professor continued to talk big with saliva flying everywhere. Putting aside the facts, what he said was quite good. Although it was not very nutritious, it was very interesting and many freshmen in the audience listened with great interest.

But what Ye Qingzhou needs is practical knowledge, and he has no interest in success studies. Because he is already a successful person, he naturally does not need chicken soup.

After class, class monitor Wu Xiaoyan asked, "There is no class tomorrow. I checked the campus forum and found that there will be club recruitment activities starting this week, especially the fighting club recruitment. It is said that after joining, there will be rare items distributed, and even access to the second floor of the library. Does anyone plan to participate?"

The first floor of the library is filled with general knowledge books, which contain only elementary and intermediate martial arts at most. Only on the second floor and above are high-level martial arts and some precious martial arts training notes stored.

These notes are often given back to their alma mater by powerful graduates of the Imperial Capital's Martial Arts Department. They record the experiences and various fantastic ideas of many martial arts masters, which are of great help to martial arts practice. Therefore, they are very attractive to many martial arts students of the Imperial Capital University.

Because the information is so valuable and there are so many people borrowing it, only a few people are eligible to borrow it.

When they heard that they could go to the second floor of the library, many students in Class 2 became active.

Seeing this, Wu Xiaoyan took the opportunity to demonstrate her authority as the class monitor: "We can organize it so that everyone can go together. Then we can cheer on the students who are taking the test."

Everyone in the group expressed their support. Freshmen who had followed the campus forum had been looking forward to the fighting club's recruitment for a long time. Some who were confident in their own abilities were eager to try and couldn't wait.

Even if you don't take part in the assessment, it's good to go and see the fun.

The fighting club's recruitment and assessment rules are open and very simple. Anyone who wants to join the club can just stand on the arena and fight one or more matches.

After watching the competition, if the club's judges think you have the ability to join the club, you will be considered to have passed the assessment. The assessment does not look at the outcome, but only the performance.

In addition, if you want to get extra rare rewards or learn some powerful high-level martial arts after joining the club, you can apply to challenge the sophomore seniors in the club.

The entire process is open to the public and video footage will be left behind, so the entire school is paying close attention. If anyone performs well during this period, their name will immediately spread throughout the school and come into the attention of the leaders.

"Joining the fighting club also gives you credits, which is good."

Ye Qingzhou browsed the revelations on the campus forum and was quite expectant.

He actually didn't think much of the rewards of rare treasures, but the open martial arts exploration model of the Imperial Capital University was worth learning from.

The Xinwu Sect of the Cangyuan Realm is now growing stronger. If the same education and research and development model is introduced, the Xinwu Sect will surely grow rapidly.

Explain that in the entire Cangyuan world, with more than one billion people working together to explore and research, the way of mind martial arts will surely be quickly improved and become a new way to the sky.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the golden sunlight shines on the branches and leaves of the sycamore trees, dyeing the whole forest in color, as if foreshadowing a bright future for the students of the Imperial University.

The campus of Imperial Capital University became bustling with tables and parasols on both sides of the road from the dormitory building to the teaching building. It was obvious that the recruitment activities of various clubs had already begun.

However, the protagonist is destined to be a member of the fighting club, and martial artist is the most coveted profession for young people, especially in top prestigious schools like Teito University.

The second gymnasium of the Imperial Capital University, located on the south side of Jingyuan, was completely booked by the Fighting Club.

Since the second class of the martial arts department had no classes all day, they came to the gymnasium early in the morning to grab seats.

After all, it is a top-notch university that receives a lot of financial subsidies. The gymnasium of the Imperial University is quite large, and the central venue used by the fighting club is particularly eye-catching.

The scene was packed with people, all kinds of voices mixed together, and the enthusiastic faces of freshmen were everywhere, which showed how popular martial artists are.

Not only the freshmen, but also a group of sophomores and juniors came to join in the fun.

Seniors come to see younger girls, and senior girls come to see younger boys. Everyone has a bright future.

"The recruitment assessment is about to begin. Before that, let me say a few words..."

Fang Weijie, the vice president of the Fighting Club, walked to the center of the podium with a smile on his face, cleared his throat, and spoke to the new and old students.

He is only twenty-one years old this year, but he has already reached the first level of cultivation and is a genuine martial arts master.

His powerful voice easily drowned out the noise in the room, vibrating everyone's eardrums and drawing everyone's attention to him: "This time, the recruitment of new members for the club is fully responsible by the members of our Fighting Club, and the school is paying close attention to this, so the students participating in the assessment must do their best."

Everyone was listening with bated breath, not only to give face to the young martial arts master Fang Weijie, but also out of a desire for success.

Few people who can be admitted to the Imperial Capital University are fools, and they naturally understand the strength and influence of the Fighting Club.

Although this kind of official organization activity is hosted by students, in fact, there are countless leaders' eyes watching here from behind.

Although most of the students at the Imperial University are elites from all over the country and are celebrities in their high schools.

But in the Imperial University, there are too many geniuses. The worst ones are one in a thousand. The elites and rookies who are excellent in local high schools are not noticeable here.

If you still want to be the focus of the school like you were in high school, there is only one way - join the fighting club and work hard to become a key member of the school team!

"Life is short, and opportunities to change your destiny don't come often, so try your best and seize the opportunities in front of you. Only then can you go further on the road of martial arts."

Below the podium, Ye Qingzhou yawned as he listened.

"Ye Qingzhou, where are you?"

Ye Qingzhou's cell phone rang. It was Xu Yuebing calling.

"Go left after entering the main gate. I'm right here. Why aren't you here yet?"

"My roommate asked me to sign up for the mountaineering club."

Xu Yuebing said in annoyance that she was a little caught off guard by the popularity of martial arts. She originally thought that she would have enough time to sign up for the mountaineering club first.

Soon, the fighting club's recruitment examination began.

A pretty but tall senior student stood at the edge of the ring, holding a tablet computer and taking notes in a very professional manner.

The first martial artist to appear has the strength of a professional third-degree fighter, which is enough for him to be a teacher in many high schools. However, in the Imperial University, such a person cannot even be the main force of the school's second team. He can only join the fighting club and then undergo a year of training and selection.

The other freshman was not even at the professional level, and it was obvious that he was trying to steal the chicken.

The result is self-evident. He was knocked off the ring before he could even take on his opponent's move.

The victorious side won beautifully and cleanly, and there were even many cheers, but the judging panel composed of senior students from the fighting club did not nod their heads.

"The level is average, let's wait and see."

The main judge was a girl with black hair who was wearing a pure white sportswear. She was speaking in a bored tone.

Among the few people, she is the only one who is an official member of the Imperial University team. She has the strongest strength and naturally has the most say.

"Okay, Sister Ling'er."

Several other senior students from the club who participated in the review nodded in agreement.

After all, the fighting club of the Imperial University only accepts elites, selecting the best of the best, and not just any small fry.

Since the winner did not perform very well, many examinees became eager to try, wanting to use the other party as a stepping stone and show off their skills.

The senior student in charge of the recruitment activities began to call out the names in the order of registration: "Contestant No. 003, please come on stage."

A boy on the left side of the ring quickly stepped onto the stage, adjusted his breathing, and prepared to win with the most perfect posture.

But unfortunately, although his opponent's cultivation was only at the third professional stage, he had a hidden entry-level high-level martial arts as a trump card, which caused the challenger to be defeated directly due to a single careless move.

Seeing that he had won two games in a row, the winner couldn't help but feel a little elated. He looked at the judging team with anticipation.

Unfortunately, this level of strength is not enough. It is just a high-level martial art. Is this missing to enter the fighting club of the Imperial University?
There is no point in gaining strength through high-level martial arts. What the fighting club needs is an outstanding talent, someone who can use both elementary and intermediate martial arts to perfection.

The judges did not nod, which means that the strength he showed was not enough and he still needs to face the next challenger.

"It's my turn..."

After being called by the female host of the fighting club, Ye Qingzhou walked onto the ring calmly.

As soon as Ye Qingzhou appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the students in Class 2.

"Ye Qingzhou?"

"It's really him!"

"We are classmates, let's cheer for him!"

Squad leader Wu Xiaoyan took the opportunity to take the lead and called on everyone to cheer for Ye Qingzhou to boost their momentum.

As soon as Ye Qingzhou appeared on the stage, his opponent was stunned.

"No way, I'm going to fight him?"

He had originally planned to win the third game with full confidence, get the recognition of the judges, join the fighting club, marry a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reach the peak of his life... But before he even left the novice village, he ran into the big devil.

How the hell are you going to fight this?
Obviously, he recognized Ye Qingzhou.

After all, it’s hard not to know about this powerful man who can deliver thirty tons of force in one punch.

He looked at his body and realized that he didn't have the physique to withstand a dump truck. He raised his hands in surrender: "I give up!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the stage.

The judges of the fighting club all looked at each other in astonishment.

"Ye Qingzhou... He is the martial arts genius who ranks first on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, right?"

Chief judge Li Yuling frowned slightly. She didn't pay much attention to low-level competitions, so she had never seen Ye Qingzhou in action. Her knowledge of Ye Qingzhou all came from the resume information registered at the school, and it was an abridged version.

"Two consecutive All-High Martial Arts Champions? He is indeed full of potential. Let him continue to fight and see what level he is at."

On the ring, Ye Qingzhou defeated his opponent without fighting. Everyone in Class 2 of the Martial Arts Department felt proud of it and cheered.

At this time, Xu Yuebing just squeezed into the gymnasium and naturally saw Ye Qingzhou on the ring. Her eyes instantly focused on him and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Some people didn't know Ye Qingzhou and wanted to go on stage to show off their skills, but they were persuaded by their friends.

"Don't go, you will be beaten to death."

"I am a martial arts master, how could I be beaten to death? You seem to be kidding me."

"One of his punches can make the dynamometer smoke. With a force of thirty tons, are you sure you want to go for it?"

"Ahem, I'm not in good shape today. Let's do it next time."

We are all smart people and naturally understand what level of power is. No one likes to be bullied.

Although the fighting club recruits new members based on performance rather than victory or defeat, if the gap is too big, the other party can knock you off the ring with one punch. What's the point of performance?
So no one came on stage for a long time, and seven or eight people in a row chose to give up. Even if there was a fool, he could see that something was wrong with Ye Qingzhou.

Feeling the gazes from all around, Ye Qingzhou didn't take it seriously. Instead, he turned to look at the jury and asked, "Does this count as passing?"

This year's freshmen are so spineless!
"Um……"

Li Yuling, the chief judge, was silent for a while, and finally nodded helplessly.

Many freshmen who participated in the selection breathed a sigh of relief, glad that they would not have to face Ye Qingzhou, the big devil, anymore.

"Senior, who will be my next opponent?"

Ye Qingzhou was not in a hurry to register to join the club. His main purpose was to get the reward. As long as he picked any main player of the school team, he would get the reward.

The rare treasures are secondary. The key is the access to the second floor of the library. That is what Ye Qingzhou wants.

These words immediately made the students watching excited.

Freshmen challenge old students!

Many people know about this reward, but is it easy to get it?

In the world of martial arts, there is a huge gap between college students and high school students.

High school students usually only learn the basic six styles, plus some intermediate martial arts and high-level martial arts of mediocre power. They can forget about inheriting things like mental skills.

But it is different for college students from prestigious universities. As long as they can show their talents, they can go to the second floor of the library to choose high-level martial arts by themselves. They can spend credits to exchange for several high-level martial arts that suit them, and combine them into a tactical system that suits them. Their strength will immediately improve by leaps and bounds.

Students who are able to enter the Imperial University are already top students, and those who are able to enter the Imperial University Fighting Club are even more talented martial artists among the top students.

In everyone's eyes, Ye Qingzhou is indeed very powerful. He is the first on the Hidden Dragon List personally certified by "The World of Martial Arts" and has won the championship of all high-level martial arts for two consecutive years.

But after all, you have just graduated from high school, and you are going to challenge the sophomore students from the Imperial University all of a sudden. Isn't that a bit too confident?

"Are you sure?"

The jury, chief judge Li Yuling shook her head and sighed.

She had expected that Ye Qingzhou, a talented freshman with a good reputation, would be a rebellious and troublesome person.

"Of course, that's why I'm here."

Ye Qingzhou showed a harmless smile.

"Fuck! This is really brave!"

In the Martial Arts Department's Class 2, the crowd went wild. Several boys who had originally disliked Ye Qingzhou now looked at him with admiration.

Although the girl was a little reserved, she stared at the venue intently, and her gaze towards Ye Qingzhou became even more passionate.

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was determined to challenge her, Li Yuling looked around and asked, "Who among us will go?"

The fighting club is discussing candidates.

"This Ye Qingzhou is the best in the country and shines in the whole high martial arts. Although I don't know how much he has improved in the past few months, it's best not to be careless."

The president of the Fighting Club, Lin Yunsheng, had a serious expression on his face, and it was obvious that he did not dare to underestimate a martial arts genius like Ye Qingzhou.

"I'll go."

Ouyang Lie, who had been humiliated by Ye Qingzhou before, stood up and started to exercise his fists and feet: "Leave him to me."

"Come on, Alie, let's avenge our previous shame!"

"Come on, don't lose face!"

Seeing someone stand up, the old students in the fighting club immediately laughed out loud, and the atmosphere on the scene became cheerful.

Ouyang Lie's face darkened when he heard this: "Get lost, what do you mean by avenging the past? That's not possible!"

Ouyang Lie has been very unhappy since he was humiliated by Ye Qingzhou on the training ground last time.

As a member of the Imperial University Fighting Club, Ouyang Lie is the captain of the school's second team. Even in Imperial University, he stands out from the crowd.

In his eyes, Ye Qingzhou was just stronger than him, but the fight between martial artists was not a tug-of-war, so there was no such thing as whoever was stronger would win.

Ouyang Lie was still very confident in his own strength. He looked at Ye Qingzhou fiercely and said, "Let me let you taste the taste of failure."

After saying that, he walked down the stage himself and stood in front of Ye Qingzhou: "Junior brother, I will be your opponent."

"It's Ouyang Lie."

The older students watching sighed.

"I'm afraid this freshman named Ye Qingzhou is in trouble. Ouyang Lie is the main force of the fighting club. I heard that he will be qualified to join the school team next year."

Being able to join the school team means that you will definitely become a martial arts master before graduation. Such strength will make you an absolute social elite no matter which country you are in.

At the same time, Ouyang Lie was ready to wash away the shame: "Junior brother, what a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence."

Ye Qingzhou felt the hostility from Ouyang Lie, but still showed a warm smile on his face.

Although the senior in front of him hated him, Ye Qingzhou had a good impression of Ouyang Lie: "A drop of water should be repaid with a spring. Last time, you taught me the Pulse Shock Fist, and I, the junior, have no way to repay you. This time, I will let you use three moves first."

"Let me do three moves?"

Ouyang Lie seemed to have heard a huge joke: "Do you know that if I use my Pulse Blast Fist at full power, even the seniors in Team 1 would not dare to take it head-on."

"Don't worry, I'm still young and I can handle it."

"Okay, okay, you said that yourself!"

Ouyang Lie was so angry that he wanted to teach this arrogant and ignorant freshman a lesson.

Drink~
With a deep breath and a loud voice, Ouyang Lie took a bow stance, and the fascia in his body connected with each other. In the blink of an eye, he entered a state where the power flowed throughout his body, like a longbow with a full string.

bang~
Ouyang Lie's figure flashed, the ground beneath his feet shattered, and his fist flew out like an arrow, hitting Ye Qingzhou's chest at five times the speed of sound. (End of this chapter)