Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

A Third-Grade Martial Artist prepared to check his backpack, just then, the leader waved his hand.

Yang Lezhi was carrying a mission, if he was late, he might be fined, confirming his identity was enough.

It’s not easy for young people these days.

In the backpack, Su Yue exhaled deeply. Though the plan was quite thorough, there were many loopholes and if discovered, he’d lose face.

A false alarm.

Just like that, Yang Lezhi successfully crossed the Wet Ghost Tower, eventually stepping onto the soil of the Wet Realm.

When passing by electronic devices, Su Yue would remain invisible, leaving no trace.

In the backpack, Su Yue sighed, envying Yang Lezhi and all Martial Artists who could freely venture into the Wet Realm.

When he gets back this time, he needs to talk to Yan Chenyun, he can’t be confined to Earth.

It’s too much.

Su Yue was a student of West Martial, and to do tasks in other battlefields, he needed the school to sign documents.

But Sima Lingling and Zhao Jiangtao clearly dared not sign, while Yan Chenyun controlled the Western District Battlefield, fearing he’d run into danger and offend his father.

No one really understands the bitterness Su Yue feels inside.

It’s truly bitter.

Reaching a safe area, the two prepared to part ways.

”Brother-in-law, promise me, if you’re going to Jing Niao City, find a way to tell me first.”

Before leaving, Su Yue seriously emphasized once again.

He now knew Xu Baiyan’s plan, and was even more worried about Yang Lezhi.

If he went to sacrifice himself, Xu Baiyan’s mind might get unsettled, and Yuan Xingzi would have died in vain.

”I’m not an idiot, Xu Baiyan can use Cang Ji to cultivate, that’s actually a good thing. Since things have come to this, she’s been criticized enough by the people, might as well wait for a while until things calm down, and then find her!

”Besides, I’m training ultimate martial arts, it’s not a quick process.”

Yang Lezhi nodded with a smile.

”Yeah, that’s best, safe travels!”

Su Yue also smiled.

Indeed, he seemed to be worrying about too many things.

Yang Lezhi is not clueless.

”Yeah, be careful too!

”Wait for word, once we’re sure we can win, we’ll sneak into Jing Niao City to rescue your sister!”

Yang Lezhi raised the great sword in his hand.

”Yeah, my sister will definitely be rescued!”

Su Yue had already changed into animal hide.

Yang Lezhi departed.

Su Yue approximated the direction and also headed for Jing Niao City.

Upon reaching the range where the alien race operates in Jing Niao City, Su Yue switched to Yangxiang Race mode.

Phew!

Exhaling a deep breath, Su Yue placed his foot on the familiar mud, feeling like a dragon returning to the sea.

Jing Niao City.

Just wait for Grandpa Su to stir the waters!

”Calculating the time, Mu Cheng and the others should have received my message!”

Shaking his head, Su Yue grasped the broken knife, setting off towards Jing Niao City without looking back!

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West Martial.

Sima Lingling looked at Su Yue’s leave message, trembling with anger.

She stubbornly couldn’t understand.

Why was Su Yue so obsessed with suicidal missions?

Others went to great lengths to avoid going to the Wet Realm, using all their connections.

But Su Yue had no opportunity, yet creates one to seek death.

The air in the Wet Realm is sticky, full of a rotting stench, every few steps there’s an alien stabbing you, is it really so wonderful?

He’s simply crazy.

”You rascal, hurry up and reach Fifth Grade, otherwise I’ll lock you in the Dao Gate to properly cultivate for a while.”

Sima Lingling was speechless about Su Yue.

She didn’t even need to make a call; with Su Yue’s temperament, his scheduled message was probably already sent from the Wet Realm.

Mu Cheng also received Su Yue’s message.

She realized that the gap between her and Su Yue seemed to be growing increasingly wider.

The student union was bustling as usual.

Throughout West Martial, almost every student treated Mu Cheng with exceptional respect, even reverence.

Even the teachers of West Martial treated Mu Cheng as an equal colleague.

But Mu Cheng knew the respect wasn’t due to her own abilities.

At Wuda, there were Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang.

Then there were Yang Lezhi and Feng Jiajia.

Gong Ling and Du Jing’s Book among the rising stars were already Third Grade, and collectively could even slay a Grandmaster, each more terrifying than the last.

As for Su Yue, that was another unforeseen case, best not mentioned.

Yet she was stuck in the vanity of the student union, what was the point?

The respect was due to her father Mu Jingliang.

Because Su Yue was her boyfriend.

Su Yue defeated Li Duozhi, saving face for all the teachers in West Martial, hence the teachers especially respected her.

But they weren’t respecting her per se, they were respecting her background—a father and boyfriend.

This feeling made Mu Cheng uncomfortable.

Reflecting on Feng Jiajia, the Green Tea, made Mu Cheng feel even more threatened.

She couldn’t continue wasting time.

”Everyone, please notify one another, there will be a student council meeting in 10 minutes!”

Mu Cheng made an impromptu announcement.

She had great prestige in West Martial, and in no time, the student council office was filled with department heads.

”I have an announcement to make to you all.

”From today, I’m resigning as student council president, I hope you all continue to excel under the new president’s leadership, bringing glory to West Martial.”

The news dropped like a bombshell.

Mu Cheng was only a junior, she could serve another year as president, why suddenly resign? It defies logic.

Of course, some Martial Artists could understand Mu Cheng’s rationale.