My system sent the wrong global high martial arts

When they came to the classroom, they were taught by a fourth-grade instructor named Lin Yuan from the School of Liberal Arts. He taught them some rules in the martial arts world and the points of attention for first-grade warriors to practice.

They are a class. The best students in this class have basically broken through to martial arts or are about to break through to martial arts.

The moment Lin Yuan saw Su Bei, her expression changed and she asked with concern: "Su Bei, are you okay? You are in a bad state?

Do you want me to find someone to take a look at it for you?"

Su Bei shook his head and said: "Teacher Lin, no need, I'm just a little over-cultivated, I just need to rest and I'll be fine."

Lin Yuan frowned and didn't say much.

Su Bei is not an idiot. Since he said so, it should be fine.

And from her point of view, this is a sign of excessive indulgence.

I really didn’t expect that I would end up like this on my first night of school.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but blush a little as she thought about it. She cursed secretly in her mind, then calmed down and started class.

Su Bei didn't realize that someone had misunderstood him. He sat in his seat and after listening to three sentences, his head fell over and he fell asleep.

Well, he is just a scumbag.

My mental strength is already weak. Can I not feel sleepy while listening to the lecture?

Behind him, Han Xu stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence.

I advised you to take leave before. Didn't you say that on the first day of school, you have to be a good student and not miss classes?

Do good students fall asleep in the first class?

Should I call him or not?

Han Xu hesitated for three seconds and sat up straight again.

He is a good student, so of course he must listen carefully.

During class time, you are not allowed to whisper to each other.

…

Half a day passed, and Su Bei was woken up before he could sleep comfortably.

When he looked up, he saw Wu Ming standing in front of him with a frown.

That shape blocked all the light.

Su Bei almost screamed like a pig, but the next moment, he suddenly woke up.

This is not a dream.

If the pig-killer screamed this time, he might have experienced the feeling of death in reality.

Wu Ming didn't know that he was equated with killing pigs in Su Bei's heart. His eyes stayed on Su Bei for a moment, and then asked in confusion: "Su Bei, what did you do last night?"

After class, Lin Yuan thought about it and still felt that Su Bei was not in good condition, so she went to talk to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming originally thought that Su Bei was just too ambitious and disdainful of this kind of course, so he planned to come over and educate him.

It was only after I arrived that I realized something was wrong.

Su Bei's eyelids twitched and he said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that I went a little too far in my practice last night."

Did Wu Ming discover anything?

But how can he explain it?

Could it be that he died dozens of times in one night, so his mental state is very bad?

Alas, no one will believe the truth these days.

Wu Ming's face suddenly darkened.

"Do you think I'm a fool?

You are a first-level martial artist, what can you do at night to achieve this level?"

Han Xu said in a low voice: "A warrior has strong self-control and fast hands. If he keeps doing it all night, it is still possible."

Su Bei was stunned for a moment, then looked at Han Xu silently.

Boy, you've been wandering lately.

Wait, I'll let you know in a few days what the real pain is.

Wu Ming's originally dark face instantly broke through and glared at Han Xu fiercely.

I'm talking about business, what are you talking about?

Do you really think I'm as blind as you?

His essence and blood have become one, and his mental power can be released. At this moment, he can find some problems in front of Su Bei.

"Your mental power is very weak. It has been reduced by at least half. What did you do?"

Wu Ming released his mental power to sense it, and his face became increasingly ugly.

"Let's go find your grandpa."

Su Bei couldn't help but be shocked.

"Ah, why don't you go find my grandpa?

I just spent too much energy, I just need a sleep and I’ll be fine.”

"fart!

It's as if your mental energy has been cut in half, which is different from energy consumption.

You can't ignore it, the problem is serious.

We don't know much about mental power, so don't be careless. A small problem may not matter now, but it may be very troublesome in the future.

You have tempered your bones three times and have a bright future, but if there is a problem with your mental strength, then you may not be able to become a master in this life."

If it is an ordinary person, the mental strength is stronger and the mental strength is weaker, whether he is hurt or not, the impact will not be big.

After all, there are only a few masters.

But if Su Bei tempers his bones three times, he may not be able to become a master in the future.

"Wait a minute, is it possible that some grandmaster sneaked in and attacked you?"

Wu Ming suddenly thought of something, and his face gradually became serious.

If this is the case, then things are very serious.

Even if a human master has a grudge, he will generally not take such actions. He is most likely a cult master.

There are several grandmasters in Jingwu, and the principal is still at the peak of the eighth rank.

Could he be the ninth-grade grandmaster of the cult if he could sneak in?

This is an incredible event!

Su Bei had tempered his bones three times, but he still wouldn't let a ninth-grade grandmaster take this risk.

He probably came for Jingwu, but he happened to be discovered by Su Bei.

Su Bei was speechless and looked at Wu Ming with a strange expression.

Why are you so nervous when you suddenly think of this?

I also thought of the scene in the original work where Li Hansong was deceived by Fang Ping.

Are all people with well-developed limbs and simple minds all brain-boosting emperors?

"Ahem, teacher, it's not necessary.

I really just practice martial arts on my own.

I learned a sword technique, which requires mental energy to use. I practiced it for the first time last night, but I couldn't hold it in place.

It's okay, this is a normal phenomenon, I'll figure it out after I sleep."

Seeing that Wu Ming had a serious look on his face and wanted to drag him to find Su Zhan, Su Bei simply explained.

Wu Ming frowned a little.

What kind of tactics are so evil that a first-grade warrior still has to consume mental energy to practice them?

"Is it really caused by the sword technique?

You are a first-grade warrior, even if you have such sword skills, it is not a trivial matter for your mental strength to be damaged."

"Don't worry, this is just like the consumption of qi and blood, it can be restored after a short sleep.

This time it was only after practicing for a long time that it became a little obvious, otherwise it wouldn’t have consumed much mental energy.

And my grandfather also knows this fighting method, so it's fine.

I'm not a fool, I still know the priorities."

"Grandmaster Su knows?"

"Um."

Su Bei nodded.

No matter what, let's blame grandpa first.

You, a sixth-grade peak warrior, probably don't have time to ask the Grandmaster. You'll probably just turn around and forget about it.

Wu Ming looked better after hearing that Su Zhan understood clearly.

Su Bei's last sentence is also the key.

As an 18-year-old, you still have a clear sense of priorities.

It may not be the middle grade, but there should be no one in the first grade who will destroy his or her future for the sake of stronger combat power.

"Since there's nothing wrong, you can go to the martial arts building later to have a look.

Although we are still far away from you, it would be good to see him."

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