The Supreme One

This world is so big that even a strong man who can easily destroy a city is just a tiny member of it.

The reforms of human beings under the rule of the Sen tribe will not cause any waves in the world.

But Xia Xian is very small, and that wave, which is extremely tiny to the world, is an irresistible storm.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell is this!"

Originally, his physical fitness was weaker than that of ordinary people, and now he was undergoing a practical assessment. Wouldn't that give people a chance to beat him up openly?

The specific assessment rules announced by the dean of studies dealt him a fatal blow.

"Students from each grade and class will fight one-on-one, and finally the top three with the most wins will be selected. These sixty students will fight one-on-one again. The one with the most wins will be ranked first and get full marks. Subsequent rankings will be scored accordingly. The scoring rules..."

Basically, the total score is taken as the first place in the school, and the corresponding scores are given to the selected 60 students. Then, the scores of the top three students in each class are selected and the scores of the other students in the class are calculated.

The biggest problem with the entire rule is that if the last team doesn’t win a single game, they will get 0 points!

That’s right, it’s no surprise that Xia Xian should be the first student who scored 0 in the combat power test and whose score will be recorded in the school’s history!

Just thinking about this result, Xia Xian felt terrible.

Although the school has not had any precedent in all these years, there is no guarantee that Xia Xian will become such a precedent.

Although he had gotten the lowest score in the previous physical fitness test, at least he still had some points. But now he got a sudden zero, it was hard not to be noticed!

His previous plan was to at best just survive six years in school, but now it seemed he was facing a situation where he couldn't make it any further, and he felt a little panicked.

Sadness suddenly turned into a river.

Sheng Wuya, who was standing by, noticed that there was something wrong with his expression of worship, and hurriedly asked with concern: "Xianzi, what's wrong with you? Are you so happy? Don't be too excited!"

"Happy? I'm almost dying of happiness!"

Xia Xian collapsed on him with a look of despair on his face, and he felt hopeless no matter how he thought about it.

Even if I wasn't fired, it would be very uncomfortable to think about being beaten up by forty-nine people every year!

Seeing this, Sheng Wuya scratched his head, somewhat puzzled as to why Xia Xian looked like this.

Are you really so happy? It doesn't look like it.

With support like this, after listening to the dean's speech, the class counselors of each class took their children back to their respective classes.

Xia Xian came to the general education class on the second floor and sat down. He looked dazed the whole time and didn't even hear clearly what Old Wang was saying on the podium.

"You all heard the principal's speech today. Our future training goal needs to include improving our combat capabilities.

Moreover, according to the combat power assessment standards mentioned by the director today, it also means that combat power assessment will inevitably become a major scoring item. When everyone is practicing, they also need to pay attention to improving their combat power.

At your current stage of strengthening your body, the so-called combat power is actually... "

Wang Chunhua at the podium also felt a bit of a headache. The teaching plan that had been in place for so many years suddenly had to be changed. Even they would feel a headache.

So now I can only give a brief account of it. Later I have already made arrangements with several other tutors to discuss this before I can come up with a definite teaching method.

Then, after several dozen or hundreds of years of hard work, a complete teaching plan will be basically formed.

To be honest, this group of students are used for experiments, but it will not have any impact on them. After all, they only need to be compared with those of the same grade, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Chunhua's tone became a little more relaxed. He repeated some of the content he had discussed before to deepen the students' impression.

A general education class ended when she felt she had nothing more to say.

Xia Xian was in a daze for the entire class. His mind was a little confused and he hadn't yet sorted out his subsequent thoughts.

But after class, Sheng Wuya saw that he was still like this, so he slapped him to wake him up.

"Old Xia, what's wrong with you? You look distracted. Are you feeling like your soul is leaving your body?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just feel a little confused. Once this combat capability assessment system comes out, I feel like I can't make it anymore!"

As they talked, they walked towards the training ground.

"If you can't make it, then just practice for a while longer. Besides, when it comes to fighting, at least you know a lot more than the rest of us."

Sure enough, even Sheng Wuya always thought that Xia Xian was of the same kind as him, and believed that he was being lazy by only practicing for more than an hour a day.

Xia Xian could only shake his head helplessly. It would take at least a year to explain the relationship between the human body's exercise limits and growth potential. After all, this was the result of his continuous accumulation and research during his six years in school, and it involved a lot of knowledge points.

Since it cannot be explained clearly, the misunderstanding remains a misunderstanding.

As for what Sheng Wuya said about his understanding of combat, during the physical strengthening period, which had not yet involved spiritual power, he indeed understood it better than them, even those teachers.

In a word, the only way to defeat martial arts in the world is to be faster.

"The battle is simple. Just be fast. Run fast, spawn fast, and react fast."

After hearing Xia Xian's words, not only Sheng Wuya, but also the students around him gathered over with curious looks on their faces.

"Tell me in detail, Old Xia."

"Hurry up and teach us. Even if you don't know how strong you are, at least you can't swing your fists randomly."

Everyone was talking at once, and Xia Xian had no idea about the future for a while, so he simply stood up and said, "Okay, let's go, I'll tell you briefly."

Led by Xia Xian, everyone came to a wooden stake.

Everyone looked at him curiously, not knowing why they came to the wooden stake.

This wooden stake is actually what everyone uses for their daily cultivation. For example, in their current skin refining stage, some of the cultivation requires hitting the wooden stake.

Xia Xian patted the wooden stake that had been repeatedly bumped by countless people but was still intact, and sighed:

“Well, in fact, in the Strengthening Stage, it is not necessary to pursue combat power. After all, we are only using the strength of our physical bodies now. After the bloodline is integrated, even if we are physical cultivators, there will be different combat relaxations, which are obviously different from the Strengthening Stage.”

"Then why are we learning how to fight now?"

"The school will have an assessment! If you don't study, others will do well in the exams by then, and you will be ranked higher. You will get more rewards and resources, and you will be able to practice faster in the future."

The year-end assessment is certainly not meaningless. The food provided by the school on a daily basis can indeed meet the needs of daily training, but if one wants to be faster or even break through the limits of the physical body, one must rely on the resources rewarded by the year-end assessment ranking.

Even if it's just for the end-of-year assessment, this method of fighting must be learned!