Lu Xiao trembled as if he had stepped on air and woke up.

His first instinct was to look up at the podium, afraid that the teacher would catch him dozing.

Fortunately, the teacher was facing the blackboard and focused on his lecture.

"In martial arts, combat strength is what matters most, and the three main elements that determine combat strength are Constitution, Qi Blood, and Root Bone!"

"This has to be noted."

The Constitution was equivalent to a reservoir. The stronger the body, the more water it could hold. It determined the upper limit.

The Qi Blood was equivalent to the water in the reservoir. It determined the current combat strength level and would increase with training.

The Root Bone was equivalent to the valve that connected the inside and outside of the reservoir. It determined the efficiency of absorption, transformation, release, cultivation speed, and so on.

This was the most basic theoretical knowledge to become a Martial Artist.

However, Lu Xiao was a little confused.

No, no, no!

What the hell was the teacher talking about!

He looked around at the familiar classroom and familiar classmates. But why was he learning this damn thing!

Root Bone? Qi Blood? Didn't they only appear in web novels?!

"Hey, Old Liu, what are you guys doing?"

"Shouldn't we be studying mathematics, physics, chemistry, English, that sort of thing?"

"Shouldn't Root Bone and Qi Blood be something in novels?"

Old Liu, who was sitting at the same table as him, tilted his head and glanced at him as if he was an idiot.

"Have you become an idiot after the nap? Those things you're talking about are made up in novels. How can they teach you such easy things in reality?"

"Easy… Things…?"

Crazy. Lu Xiao didn't know if he was crazy or if the world was crazy.

He looked down at the books on his desk.

The first page described the rise of this era.

"Old Lu, it's been countless years since the city awakened and martial arts rose. Don't tell me you've forgotten about this?"

"Wake up quickly. It's time to decide our fate soon."

His deskmate gave him a half smile.

It took Lu Xiao a while to digest such a large amount of information.

"I'm sure it's right. I've transmigrated."

Furthermore, he had transmigrated to an era of urban awakening and global martial arts.

Everyone here was practicing martial arts.

The so-called mathematics, physics, chemistry, and English that Lu Xiao mentioned did not exist. There was only one thing to learn in this era, and that was martial arts!

There was not the college entrance examination he knew. Instead, it was a martial arts examination that the students must take.

The teacher wrote the martial arts exam subjects that the students had to take on the blackboard.

Mental Cultivation Technique (Increases Root Bone)

Breathing Technique (Recovers Qi Blood)

Fitness Technique (Increases physical upper limit and defense)

Movement Technique (Speed)

Fist Technique (Freehand)

Knife Skills (Weapons)

Lu Xiao was very familiar with these things.

They were all things from novels, but now they had become reality.

At this moment, a half-worn chalk suddenly flew out of the form teacher's hand and landed accurately on Old Liu's head, leaving a pink mark.

"Focus in class. If you continue to slack off, don't blame me for being rude!"

The teacher warned sternly.

The aggrieved Old Liu looked at Lu Xiao with resentment, making Lu Xiao feel embarrassed.

The martial arts exam was imminent.

Today was an important day that would decide whether or not they could participate in the martial arts exam.

Combat Strength Test!

Students who could pass the combat strength test could participate in the martial arts examination and become Martial Artists.

Those who failed would lose their qualifications for the martial arts exam and become an ordinary person in the high-level martial arts world.

In this world, becoming a Martial Artist was everyone's pursuit.

The stronger one was, the higher one's status and wealth would be.

That was the only way for one to control one's fate when dire beasts and mystic realms were rampant.

On the contrary, an ordinary person in this world was like a worker ant that could be replaced at any time and become the lowest level of this era.

Their life and death had to be left to fate or controlled by others.

The students present were all working hard to become Martial Artists, afraid of facing a life of failure.

Old Liu, who was sitting at the same table as him, had some family background. Knowing that he did not have the potential, his family simply spent some money to pull some strings and find a job where he could live a comfortable life.

He had already given up on the path of Martial Artists.

On the other hand, Lu Xiao's family background was very ordinary. His family had already spent all their assets to support him in school.

Therefore, he had no choice but to step onto the path of a Martial Artist!

He also found his past exam results from the drawer.

Unexpectedly, his results were not bad, but… he seemed to have some shortcomings in Root Bone.

A person's Root Bone determined the speed of their cultivation.

Moreover, the initial amount of the Root Bone was fixed. To improve it required endless cultivation and natural treasures.

With Lu Xiao's family background, there was no need to think about natural treasures.

Looking at the results, Lu Xiao felt a little uncertain.

But with the test so close, there was no point in dwelling on it.

"All of you are still ordinary people. Your combat strength is 0-100. Martial Artists are 100+, Martial Masters are 1,000+. You won't be able to come into contact with anything above that for the time being."

The teacher adjusted his black-framed glasses and continued his lecture.

Lu Xiao listened attentively, afraid that he would miss out on any information.

Through the introduction bar beside the blackboard, he understood that his teacher was a Level 1 Martial Master with more than a thousand points of combat strength!

The students in the class were still ordinary people. Their overall scores were all within 100 points.

However, the 100 points were also divided into different levels.

0-25 is Bad, 26-50 is Intermediate, 51-75 is Good, and 76-100 is Excellent.

Only those whose combat strength had reached the Good Grade and Excellent Grade could qualify to participate in the Martial Arts College Entrance Examination.

Students who had not reached the Good Grade might be cut off from the path of martial arts.

This was the first threshold they were about to face. Every student's face was filled with devotion.

"Okay, get ready for the combat strength test!"

The teacher took out the device for this test.

The dark shape of the device was wrapped in a special metal material. It was obvious that it was expensive.

"There's a total of two opportunities for testing. A preliminary test and a double test."

"Students who failed the first test shouldn't be too discouraged."

"This last period of time is your chance to sprint with all your might. If you fail once, you have to grasp the second chance well, so you have to be 120% focused!"

The teacher assumed a serious expression.

Usually, everyone would only be tested once, because after years of research, it was impossible to make mistakes with the precision of the instrument.

If they did not pass the first test, the second test would give them a chance to improve.

If they failed the second time…

The third time, they would have to pay out of their own pocket. However, the price of the expensive test was not something an ordinary family could afford.

Therefore, usually, those who did not pass after two tests would completely give up on martial arts and become an ordinary person.

"The test has officially begun!"

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the entire class could not wait to walk onto the testing platform and open the door to the martial arts world.