My system sent the wrong global high martial arts

Su Bei looked at the mission panel and selected the appropriate third-level mission.

The third grade is different from the second grade. If you are slightly negligent, your entire army may be wiped out.

He wants to make money, and if Han Xu and the others trust him, they must live up to their trust.

As for Xiao Li's flying knives, although the instantaneous explosion is terrifying, the enemy is not a puppet and will not stand to catch the flying knives.

It is extremely difficult to rely on Han Xu and the others to hold him back.

After all, there is a big difference between the third grade and the first grade.

Thirty seconds was enough to cause casualties to Han Xu and others.

Suddenly, Su Bei focused on an item on the mission panel.

"Wanted by the Holy Fire Cultists!"

Relying on the information extracted from the mouth of the Holy Son, the Detective Department uprooted the power of the Holy Fire Cult in Kyoto.

All the big fish were caught, and the small fish escaped in all directions.

And these low-grade, third-grade miscellaneous fish were also directly listed on the mission list.

"Just do this mission!

A third-grade, first-level person is worth two million, and the school can supplement the reward by twice as much.

There are more than one million for both products.

We start from Kyoto and clean up province by province!"

Li Ran frowned and said: "This mission is quite tempting, I'm afraid it's not just a group of us who are targeting it.

Another point is that the mission only provides general directions, we still need to find the specific location."

"Simple, now is not the ancient times, as long as you want to find someone, you can't find anyone!

On the one hand, the few of us mobilize our family forces to search for him, and on the other hand, we can ask the freshmen to help us find him."

"Freshman?"

"Um.

Cultivation consumes a lot of resources.

They have no outstanding abilities and no means of making money, and a large number of these new students come from ordinary families.

It doesn’t take much at a time. If you find someone, you can divide it into 80,000 yuan.

One hundred thousand is nothing to us, but it is different to them."

Han Xu and others couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

I didn't expect this to happen.

This is so easy to do.

Those freshmen are not good at fighting, but they still have no problem finding people.

Just looking for people, there is no risk in the city.

"Which cities should we go to?"

Su Bei looked at the tasks on the task system and selected the targets at the peak of the second level and the early stages of the third level.

Starting from Kyoto, going south, passing through one city after another, and finally stopping at Xijiang City.

"Xijiang City?"

Several people looked over in confusion.

"There were originally several Shenghui believers staying in Xijiang City.

This time, several members of the Holy Fire Cult escaped and joined them.

Where to go, one pot is served!

Moreover, I also want to go to Mowu.

Xijiang City is in Donglin Province, not far from the Magic City."

There was still a sentence in Su Bei's heart that he had not yet said.

He wanted to see what kind of strength Fang Ping was now!

"Go to Mowu?"

When this was mentioned, several other people immediately became interested.

It has always been said that Jingwu and Mowu are tied as two famous schools. The biggest enemy in this exchange competition is also Mowu.

They are quite interested in the new students of Mowu.

"Teacher Qian, is it okay to go to Mowu?"

Later, Qian Rong responded casually.

"It's up to you, just say hello from the school.

But if you lose people from Jingwu, you will be in trouble."

Although this is a personal wish.

But Su Bei and the others are the strongest in this generation of Jingwu.

When you go out, you represent the image of Jingwu.

For example, if you lose in a martial arts competition, then the outsider's knowledge of Jingwu is not as good as that of Mowu.

"Don't worry, we're just looking at the strength of this freshmen class in Mowu and the opponents in the exchange competition!"

Su Bei responded.

As long as there are no big changes, he believes that his strength is enough to deal with Fang Ping at this stage.

…

The journey south was not smooth.

The power of the third grade is still beyond their expectations.

Especially the third-level warriors from the Demon (xie) sect, they are not unable to fight if they don't have enough energy and blood.

Of course, it won't be that strong.

The third grade is different from the first grade.

Putting aside the three ministries and four governments, he is already quite capable.

If you are strong in blood and have superb tactics, you will be able to live a very prosperous life if you join a district-level, county-level or some small and medium-sized enterprises.

Who would want to join the demon sect that everyone is shouting about?

The Demon Sect has not trained many warriors since childhood.

The main forces join in midway.

Some do it because of profit, and some do it because they have committed crimes.

Of course, it is precisely because the Demonic Religion has absorbed the evil-minded group of humans that this deformed and brilliant era has a utopian feel.

The strong hold up the sky for the weak!

At this time, Su Bei and the others faced third-level warriors, and their tactics were very simple.

Su Bei withstood the first wave of pressure first, and then replaced Han Xu and six others.

Su Bei was waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the enemy to reveal a weakness, and then took action with the flying knife.

The tactics are simple and the idea is perfect, but the reality is cruel.

In the first battle, Han Xu and others overestimated themselves and underestimated the strength of the third grade.

Just after the fight, Long Tao, the weakest one, was directly found by the opponent.

The long knife flew across the air and split Long Tao's chest open with one strike.

In desperation, Su Bei took action with his flying knife, a fatal move.

Otherwise, a few people may be left alive.

Or wait for Qian Rong to take action when he is on the verge of death.

Although he won this battle, Long Tao had no choice but to withdraw from the team and return to Jingwu to heal his injuries.

I earn a lot of money for most of the month, but most of it is probably spent on healing.

I will probably have to spend the next half month in the ward.

I don’t know yet whether it will affect the subsequent exchange games.

With Long Tao's lessons learned, the remaining people should be more cautious.

It's just accidents that happen.

A third-grade first-level warrior from the Holy Fire Sect actually has a trump card.

When Su Bei took the first move forcefully, he was almost split open.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lingbo showed off his strength with a slight step, opened the vital point, and made the first move with his left hand.

After Han Xu and the others were held back, they killed each other with a flying knife!

The battle was won, but the atmosphere among the six was a bit dull.

Most of the confidence gained from sweeping the second level in the past was lost in just a few battles.

"Captain Su, why don't we go back? Killing three at one level is already extremely impressive.

Go back and prepare, the first place in this exchange competition must be our Jingwu."

Wei Shujie opened his mouth to persuade.

Han Xu also had a different opinion.

"Xiao Bei, go back.

There is not only one third-grade warrior in Xijiang City, but also several second-grade warriors.

If we deal with the second grade, we can't solve it quickly.

Can you last ten minutes in front of the third grade?

If you deal with the second grade, then none of us may be able to solve it in front of the third grade."

Su Bei was a little silent, and his reason told him that he should withdraw.

But I really couldn't bear to run away in such a dejected manner.

Qian Rong walked up from behind, frowned, and shouted: "Su Bei, you are over the top!

Are you feeling bad because you couldn't win quickly?

But you, a warrior who is not even at the peak of the first rank, have killed so many first-level warriors of the third rank, why are you still dissatisfied?

In the past 100 years of Xinwu, how many people have achieved your results?

Also, your knife-throwing skill is terrifying, but you are too dependent on it!

Subei, we are on the wrong road!!"

ps: Suppress first and then advance. In the next chapter, a martial arts with its own BGM is about to appear!