My system sent the wrong global high martial arts

Qian Rong laughed as if he could feel a few people breathing a sigh of relief.

"Do you feel that you are making cheap money, comfortable and relaxed?"

Su Bei suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, Qian Rong said: "You are all the most talented students in this class, and you all have the possibility of becoming grandmasters in the future.

I took action to save your life.

Tell me, how much is a grandmaster’s life worth?”

How many people can count like this when all their faces are so dark?

Why don't they know that they are equal to the master?

Who would have thought that Qian Rong was not finished yet, and continued: "I am now at the peak of the sixth level, and my essence and blood will be united soon.

It takes almost ten years to break through to Grandmaster.

How much do you think it would cost to have a grandmaster accompany you, protect you, and save you?"

Su Bei said angrily: "Just make a price.

But I declare in advance that if it is too expensive, you should not take action and let us fend for ourselves."

He really didn't expect that Qian Rong, a sixth-grade peak person, would be so shameless.

However, I couldn't help but be shocked when I heard that he had broken through to become a Grandmaster in ten years.

Thinking of Wu Ming's evaluation of Qian Rong.

Casual, passionate, sword-mad, drunkard and martial arts genius!

He is not yet forty years old.

If you break through to the Grandmaster level in ten years, it will be less than fifty.

In this era, he is definitely a genius.

After all, he came from the common people, unlike Zhenxing City, which has unlimited resources.

Qian Rong doesn’t think it’s very fast to break through to become a master in ten years.

He even felt that the grandmaster in his forties was too useless.

If he hadn't spent a lot of time on swords, wine and women, he would have been a master by now.

But if there is no sword, no wine, and no women.

Then life would be too boring.

Qian Rong was thinking about the price at the moment. After thinking about it, he said: "One shot, five hundred credits!"

Five hundred credits, fifteen million, is actually not that small.

Not counting the extra cost of going to school, they might not be able to earn that much if they do a month's work.

However, few people said anything.

After all, if Qian Rong takes action, one of them will basically die.

The lives of each of them cannot be measured by this money.

And not to mention Qian Rong, the sixth-grade peak, the average price for a third-grade warrior might be more than this.

Su Bei said directly: "Okay, that's the price. Everyone, please be careful and don't give Teacher Qian a chance to make a move.

Otherwise, if you take action once, your work this month will be in vain!"

After saying that, he looked at the six people again and asked: "I won't accept the mission today. You go back and prepare the equipment and elixirs."

After going out this time, I won’t be going back to school in a short time!

Remember, don’t save money on this, it’s an investment!

The more you spend now, the more you will earn in the future!”

Several people had no objections.

Usually, just prepare some Qi and Blood Pills at school to meet the needs of practice.

But when you go out now, the weapons, healing water, and Qi and Blood Pills you need are all indispensable.

Qian Rong glanced at these seven people and saw that they were not going on a mission today, so he gave an explanation and left.

Su Bei also left directly.

He has to go to the logistics department.

A few days ago, he went to the logistics department and forged ten flying knives out of D-grade alloy.

It's almost time now and I have to get it back.

Ten flying knives, each using one pound of alloy, cost one hundred credits.

Cultivation is too expensive.

…

Qian Rong walked out of the classroom and came to the top floor of a teaching building.

Several instructors have already arrived.

The two people in the middle, one is Su Zhan, and the other old man is Bai Lao, the principal of Jingwu.

Qian Rong originally looked cynical, but when he saw Bai Lao, he couldn't help but show a hint of surprise and a hint of respect.

"Lao Bai, why are you still interested in paying attention to these first-level babies?"

Decades ago, in the battle in the Kyoto Caves, Jingwu suffered heavy losses. More than one grandmaster was killed, and even many ninth-grade grandmasters who graduated from Jingwu were killed.

The then principal of Jingwu, an eighth-grade peak expert, also died in that battle.

After that, there was a lot of talk about the decline of Jingwu, and it was at that time that Mr. Bai stepped into the position of principal from the vice principal.

Over the past few decades, not only has Jingwu not declined, but it has still maintained its majesty as the number one prestigious school.

Within Jingwu, he also has great prestige and is highly respected.

Bai Laomo kept his beard silently and said with a smile: "Although they are weak now, they are indeed the future of Jingwu.

We are old and the time is theirs."

Qian Rong took out the flask from his waist, took a sip of wine, and laughed loudly: "Old, Bai Lao, are we not old?

The era, at least for now, still belongs to us!"

Bai Lao looked at Qian Rong and shook his head sadly.

"If you put down the wine, put down the sword, and put down the lustful heart, the time will still be yours."

Bai Lao persuaded Qian Rong countless times, but to no avail every time.

Qian Rong graduated from a high-ranking fifth-grade class. In that era when it was hard to find a fifth-grade graduate, it was simply a miracle.

Those ten years were Qian Rong's ten years.

It's a pity that Qian Rong couldn't let go of the sword. He always wanted to find the true way of swordsmanship.

I can't put down the wine, so I never leave it alone. Even when I go to the underground cave, I have to take a few bottles with me.

He was also a romantic by nature, and he provoked many female warriors of his time, as well as beautiful women in society.

Now I am a little more restrained, but in the past few years, beautiful women often came to my door, which brought a lot of negative impact to Jingwu City.

If he could let go of these three things earlier, Qian Rong would have already surpassed the master level.

Qian Rong smiled bitterly and looked at the wine in his hand.

"Good wine, sword, and beauty, if I let go of these three things, will I still be me?"

Seeing that Bai Lao was anxious, Qian Rong hurriedly added: "Besides, a few years ago you said that I brought a lot of negative influence to Jingwu. In the past two years, I have been refining my body and have not gone out to pick flowers.

As for wine, I am at the peak of the sixth grade, drinking a little wine will not affect anything?"

"Where's the sword?"

Bai Lao was anxious.

The first two are just trivial matters, the sword is the key point.

It’s not that you don’t need money to practice swordsmanship. In the new martial arts era, there were many strong swordsmen.

Commander Li, the old principal of Mowu, Wu Chuan, the former axe...

But they only use the sword as a weapon, a means to assist themselves.

That's like Qian Rong, who became obsessed with sword practice.

He actually didn't even want to leave the path of Qi and Blood.

Outsiders don't know, but they actually know it very well.

Qian Rong had already completed the manifestation of his spiritual power when he closed the spiritual door at the sixth level, but he never broke through to the master level because he was suppressing the increase in qi and blood.

In his words, Qi and blood will affect his understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

At the peak of the sixth level of Xinwu, all Qi and blood have reached their peak, but they are affected by spiritual power.

Only Qian Rong's Qi and blood weighed down his spirit.

Qian Rong stroked the blade of the sword as if stroking his lover.

"Don't worry, if I can't get out of the way of swordsmanship within ten years, I will break through the master.

Now, I still don’t want to give up.”

Bai Lao received this promise and his expression eased slightly.

At least, there is a deadline.

Ten years is not short, but it is not long either.

Now the situation is gradually getting worse, but in their view, it is not likely that they will not be able to survive for ten years.

"Okay, I won't advise you any more. You should think more about it.

If it's a peaceful time, I won't force it. It's up to you to pursue martial arts.

But now, the emergence of a ninth-grade grandmaster is far more important than a sixth-grade peak!

Also, please pay more attention when you go out this time.

Those seven seedlings are all pretty good, and they may very well become seven grandmasters in the future, so don’t let them get lost here.”

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to them unless the ninth grade comes out!"

Qian Rong turned around and left, confidently leaving these words behind.

If you come to the seventh grade, he will be there; if you come to the eighth grade, he can hold you back.

This is Kyoto, but Commander Li and Minister Zhang are in charge.

As for the ninth grade, he can only find a way to escape first!