Global catastrophe: My martial arts practice automatically

Practice new martial arts.

Earn credits.

This was Lu Chong's top priority after enrolling in school.

September 4th is the official start date of classes.

Lu Chong arrived at the classroom of the Ancient Martial Arts Research Institute early in the morning, where students from the comprehensive major of Ancient Martial Arts gathered.

When all the students from the majors arrived, Lu Chong realized that there were very few students in this major, and there were only thirty-two of them including himself.

You know, there are more than 13,000 freshmen entering Jiangnan Wuhan University this year, with an average of several hundred students in each major.

However, this major, which is the best in the school, only accepts thirty-two students.

However, Lu Chong had to admit that the quality of the students in this class was really high.

Thirty-two people, all of them are formal warriors, and even half of them are high-level warriors above the sixth level.

In comparison, he, a seventh-level warrior, does not appear to be so outstanding.

The ratio of men to women is about two to one. The men are vigorous and the women are heroic. They are definitely a gathering of elites.

Any one of these young people would be one of the best in their grade in their senior year of high school.

But when they came together from all over the country, they were not so harmonious.

Since ancient times, there has been no one who was first in literature and no one second in martial arts.

What's more, a group of elite warriors have just come together, and they won't obey anyone, and they won't be polite like literati.

No, when Lu Chong was observing other classmates, others were also observing him overtly and covertly, and many of them cast provocative looks.

It doesn’t matter if you are the provincial champion. If you pick anyone here, they are all at the same level.

As for the so-called number one scholar in the country, these students don't take it seriously.

Instead, they felt that they could do the same if they were placed in a second-tier place like Hedong Province.

"Are you Lu Chong?" A young man in sportswear with a cropped haircut walked up to Lu Chong, "I heard that you are the only assistant researcher in the class."

"Why do you have this qualification?" This is how martial arts students greet each other.

Lu Chong could even imagine that a similar scene might be happening in many classrooms.

The reason why he was targeted in the first place was simply because of his reputation as the top pick in the country and his treatment as an assistant researcher.

The one who shoots the first bird is what he is now.

Lu Chong didn't want to have such a meaningless argument. He just said calmly: "I am Lu Chong. As for why I am an assistant researcher, you have to ask your mentor."

The young man smiled coldly, "You don't need to ask me to know."

"It's just that you performed well in the college entrance examination and scored the highest."

"But that's only limited to your second and third-tier bases. I'm afraid it's hard to convince the public. Why do you suppress us?" The young man put Lu Chong and other students on the opposite side with just a few words.

But what the young man said is not unreasonable. Among all the freshmen, he is the only assistant researcher. Doesn't it mean that Lu Chong is better than the rest of them?

Lu Chong didn't have a good temper either. Hearing this, he didn't give in anymore. He geared up and said, "A fight? You'll know."

He thought of Sun Ze back then. Didn't he just become honest after being beaten twice by him?

When the young man heard this, he was not angry, but shouted eagerly: "Okay, let's have a fight and let everyone see your true ability."

"well!"

Some students around started to boo, "Whoever loses will be treated to dinner."

There are also students who are eager to try and seem to want to join in to show off their abilities and find their own place.

Even those girls are no exception. Everyone is a warrior. Who says women are inferior to men?

"Why do you want to fight on the first day of class?"

Just when a group of students were about to have a big fight outside the classroom, a gray-haired old man walked into the classroom and silenced everyone with a cold shout.

Lu Chong looked up and saw that it was Xu Dongsheng who was recruiting his teacher at No. 1 Middle School.

Principal Wei once said that the level of this university professor is not low, he is a real sixth-level martial arts master, and he is much stronger than the old principal.

He is sixty-two years old, a round younger than Principal Wei.

As soon as Wu Zong's momentum came out, the students present immediately became much more honest and sat down with their heads lowered.

After all, everyone has just graduated from high school and still has a deep respect for teachers.

When Xu Dongsheng saw the students sitting down in twos and threes, his expression softened and he said: "I am Xu Dongsheng, your instructor for this year, which can also be understood as the class teacher."

"First of all, I will teach you a rule in the school. If you want to compete on campus, you must have approval and notarization from the Academic Affairs Office of the college."

"According to the usual practice, credits will be deducted for losers and credits will be added for winners. No one can default on the credit. Otherwise, wouldn't our campus be in chaos?" Xu Dongsheng shouted seriously.

Lu Chong's eyes lit up when he heard this, there was such a good thing?

He was about to raise his hand to ask a question when the young man who challenged him just now asked first: "Teacher, how many credits are there for winning or losing?"

This is what Lu Chong is most concerned about.

Xu Dongsheng said with a half-smile: "No more, no more, just one hundred credits."

Lu Chong had already begun to make calculations in his mind.

One hundred credits is equivalent to ten thousand Chinese coins.

This is so kind. Lu Chong looked at the other thirty-one students around him.

"If I beat up all these classmates, I can earn 3,100 credits right away." Lu Chong thought with his eyes shining.

Xu Dongsheng then said: "You are new here and you don't have credits yet, but the school can allow you to owe up to 300 credits."

"So, use it sparingly. Don't be dismissed directly because of insufficient credits."

The students immediately started laughing and didn't take it seriously.

According to the regulations of Jiangnan Wuhan University, you need to accumulate 10,000 credits per semester to be considered qualified.

Ten thousand credits may be a bit difficult for ordinary class students, but it is different for students majoring in the comprehensive major of ancient martial arts.

By simply completing a task of hunting down a second-level alien beast, they can earn thousands of credits, which is just a matter of minutes for them.

When it comes to the comprehensive major of ancient martial arts, what students pursue is not the credits at all, but the real strength and future.

They also want credits, but they want a lot of credits that can be exchanged for the required resources, not a small profit.

Next, Xu Dongsheng introduced some class and school rules that need to be paid attention to, as well as the courses that they need to pay attention to every day.

Afterwards, Xu Dongsheng glanced at Lu Chong and said, "Now, I allow you to go out and spar."

"Martial men should compete. There is nothing wrong with that."

"Whoever can stand at the end will be the current chief of our major, that is, your squad leader."

Lu Chong frowned slightly. He had no interest in this so-called title of squad leader.

But Xu Dongsheng's next words gave him away from this idea.

"The monitor will award an additional 10,000 credits per semester."