Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 542 - 204: What a Wonderful World_4

Yes.

Very strange.

Though faint, this oppressive feel certainly exists here.

You must know, this is just a building.

"Did you sense it?"

Bao Dachang furrowed his brow, asking curiously.

Wang Lu Feng and the others looked around casually, observing the inside of Jiangwu.

Only Su Yue furrowed his brow, staring intently at the burning radar, lost in thought.

"How can this burning radar have the aura of a Grandmaster?"

Su Yue was genuinely curious.

"Indeed, there is a Grandmaster’s aura inside.

"Years ago, the Divine Elder of the Yangxiang Race self-destructed at this place. His skull didn’t shatter, and was eventually reassembled by the Jiangyuan National Research Institute, becoming the core of this burning radar.

"The burning radar operates thanks to the mysterious power within the skull.

"Only Martial Artists who have consumed the cudweed can activate it, possibly due to the Divine Elder’s skull."

Bao Dachang explained to Su Yue.

The others walked ahead while Su Yue, carrying a stick, chatted leisurely with Bao Dachang.

Bao Dachang was genuinely shocked.

It’s no wonder Wang Lu Feng and the others were unaware; Su Yue is truly peculiar.

Typically, only Fifth-Grade Martial Artists can sense a Grandmaster’s aura.

Even some Fifth-Grade Martial Artists might not perceive it.

Yet Bao Dachang knew for certain, Su Yue was only Third Grade.

This couldn’t help but astonish him.

Moreover, despite being a Fifth-Grade Martial Artist himself, Bao Dachang couldn’t see through Su Yue.

Truly odd.

Outsiders generally can’t access the Divine Land’s live broadcast channels, so Bao Dachang only knew this batch of Wuda Students were formidable, but didn’t know the specifics.

"Brother Bao, do you have any other positions besides being a foreign affairs officer in Jiangyuan Country?"

Su Yue asked.

"Yes, I am considered an instructor at Jiangwu.

"Actually, I’m a mixed-blood of two nations, raised in the Divine Land, and returned after graduating from Wuda. Due to my unique identity, I became a foreign affairs officer for the Divine Land’s Ministry of Foreign Affairs, mainly guiding Martial Artists from the Divine Land in their daily dealings in Jiangwu.

"The work the Divine Land assigns is very leisurely. My greatest hope and wish is for Jiangyuan Country to become strong sooner.

"For the Divine Land and Jiangyuan Country alike, this would be a great thing.

"Unfortunately, the path is long and arduous."

Bao Dachang sighed.

"Everything will get better."

Su Yue nodded.

Bao Dachang wasn’t considered a core official of the Divine Land, but such a position was suited for mixed-bloods like him.

Su Yue also understood Bao Dachang’s heart.

Actually, he also wished for Jiangyuan Country to become strong.

Having a strong ally on the border could indeed save a lot of trouble.

Given the immense presence of the Divine Land today, neighboring threats are of little concern.

Moreover.

The humid territories watch closely, and Earth could hardly withstand internal chaos.

Strong neighbors are beneficial overall.

Just like the old story.

If you have a plot of empty land, you could grow crops and vegetables.

In the absence of bandit threats, you’d be wary of your neighbor potentially stealing your crops.

But in the presence of a bandit threat, you’d wish your neighbor to be well-fed and strong enough to stand back-to-back in the fight against bandits.

In the face of survival, wealth is fleeting.

A simple truth.

"Hey, Fang Jingmiao is coming to greet you."

In the distance, there’s some commotion, and many people are walking over.

Bao Dachang glanced over and said.

"Fang Jingmiao?"

Su Yue was taken aback.

Wang Lu Feng and the others frowned as well.

It felt somewhat overwhelming.

But admittedly, Jiangwu had many Martial Artists, and each of their realms was impressive.

At least among their peers, they could undoubtedly overpower Shen Zhou A Martial Academy students.

Only the four great Martial Arts Academies could compete.

However, many Divine Land Academy geniuses might achieve Fifth Grade after graduation. Even A Martial Academy still has many who strive to purify their bones upon admission.

Shen Zhou’s four great Martial Arts Academies are Grandmaster nurseries.

And numerous A-Class Wuda might produce some Grandmaster Powerhouses, although not many, but indeed there are.

The Shen Zhou Martial Dao path is one of late blooming.

In comparison, Jiangwu is particularly hasty.

If, ten years post-graduation, most Jiangwu graduates are equivalent to A-Class Martial Academy entry level, or even B-Class Martial level, that’s something.

After all, even having consumed the cudweed, many Martial Artists would be stuck at Second or Third Grade.

Fourth Grade is the ceiling.

But it doesn’t mean everyone can reach it.

"Fang Jingmiao is the King’s daughter, Jiangyuan Country’s Princess, also the president of the Jiangwu Student Council.

"According to enrollment, Fang Jingmiao is a freshman, the same age as you, and currently has intermediate Third Grade strength."

Bao Dachang explained.

18-year-old freshman, intermediate Third Grade.

Globally speaking, that’s top-tier talent.

Though Fang Jingmiao also grew up eating cudweed, she belongs to the royal family, cleansed by the spirit pool since childhood, so she doesn’t face Fourth Grade limitation.

Speaking of Fang Jingmiao, Bao Dachang felt a sense of pride.

At least at this stage, she could overwhelm global Wuda Students.

"Is this... another non-mainstream?"

As the crowd approached, Wang Lu Feng exclaimed.

Du Jing’s Book swallowed hard.

Gong Ling glanced at Liao Ping.

Exactly.

A massive crowd approached, and at the very center, was a girl with a multicolored explosive hairstyle like a scene kid.

Neon pink vest.

Bright yellow shorts.

Fishnet stockings.

Sneakers.

Exaggerated earrings.

Naturally, beneath the extravagant attire was a very delicate face, quite beautiful.

"She... is Fang Jingmiao? The Princess?"

Tian Hongwei asked, trembling.

"Yes, Jiangyuan Country’s next Ninth Grade hopeful, the pride of the royal family, Princess Fang Jingmiao."

Bao Dachang nodded.

In Jiangyuan Country, there’s only one Ninth Grade, which is the King.

Fang Jingmiao is the acknowledged next Ninth Grade hope.

Everyone admired profoundly.

With such attire, the Princess was undoubtedly the most striking girl worldwide.

And Liao Ping, staring at Princess Fang Jingmiao, trembled all over.

It was a sense of finding one’s kind, discovering one’s group, excitement.

"Hello, I am..."

Despite her being a Princess, Su Yue approached, planning to shake hands and compliment her style.

Yet.

Fang Jingmiao didn’t even glance at Su Yue, just brushed past him.

Then she approached Liao Ping.

"You are the Divine Land’s exchange group?

"I thought you were just ordinary people, didn’t expect to find a true charmer.

"I am Fang Jingmiao, the president of Jiangwu Student Council. What’s your name?"

Fang Jingmiao politely shook Liao Ping’s hand.

"Uh... he is Liao Ping, leader of our exchange group."

Seeing Liao Ping stuttering, Su Yue quickly answered.

Liao Ping bro, brother, I’ve helped you as much as I can here.

With that said, Su Yue sighed.

"Yes, Liao Ping is our leader."

This time, even Wang Lu Feng didn’t compete.

He courteously spoke.

Let’s lift Liao Ping up, after all, they’re both members of the Zangai Clan.

Su Yue noticed suddenly that Fang Jingmiao had braces.

How does that song go:

"Bracelet Sister, what stunning beauty, Little Sister has such strong beautiful legs..."

This world is so fascinating.

"I am Liao Ping, leader of the Divine Land exchange group, Q-group leader of the Zangai Clan, pleased to meet you!"

A few seconds later, Liao Ping regained his composure.

In this moment, his voice was deep, like a King overseeing the life and death of countless beings.