High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 75: Arrival at the Training Camp, Number 159

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Arrival at the Training Camp, Number 159
More than a hundred people have already arrived?
Su Mu was filled with anticipation, wondering how powerful these geniuses from the three cities, and even from Guangshen Province and other provinces and cities in South China, would be as opponents.
For confidentiality reasons, Su Mu on the vehicle wore specially made goggles, and at some moment, the low voice of a soldier sounded.
"Mr. Su, you can take off the goggles now."
The true appearance of the deep mountains unfolded completely before Su Mu’s eyes, revealing a nearly twenty-meter high, sturdy concrete wall, with fully armed soldiers on guard posts, heavy machine guns mounted on the walls, and weapons specifically designed against martial artists.
"I see, so this is a military base!"
Deep in the mountains, there is a military base where the Armed Department of Gaoshan City and the Corps are usually stationed, conducting military training.
After vehicle authentication was passed, a special alloy gate, as heavy as the Dragon-breaking Gate, slowly lifted. As they passed through, Su Mu saw armed helicopters, tanks, artillery vehicles, and a series of military weapons.
After getting off, a man in his forties with a commanding presence, standing in an at-ease posture with a square face, had been waiting for some time, exuding a subtle sense of pressure even before speaking.
"Su Mu, welcome to the training camp."
"I am Shi Hao, you can call me Captain Shi Hao, or Captain Shi, Instructor Shi, the title doesn’t matter. I will be one of the persons in charge of the two-month special training that follows."
"Do you understand? I only need you to answer yes or no."
"Yes."
"In the training camp, besides following orders, there’s only one thing that matters: here, your strength is everything. If you have the ability to defeat the person in charge, then breaking the rules or disobeying orders is up to you, as long as you have that ability. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Su Mu felt a tingle in his heart, growing more eager for the training camp.
"Hand your test and token over to me."
Su Mu handed it over, Captain Shi Hao took it and nodded, then a slender soldier around forty-five or six stepped forward and handed over a simple, dark new token with no Shenjiang on it, only a number: 159.
"You are the one hundred and fifty-ninth trainee to arrive at the base. This is your new token, and your code in the training camp from now on is 159."
"Two days remain until the training camp. Corporal Lou, take him to familiarize himself with the environment, and then take him to the dormitory area to choose a room he likes."
"Yes, sir!" Corporal Lou, who looked about forty-five or six, responded and looked at Su Mu, "Follow me."
Su Mu nodded in response, and whether it was a delusion or not, he vaguely saw a hint of amusement on Corporal Lou’s face, as if in anticipation.
Choosing a dormitory?
Recalling what Captain Shi Hao just said: here, your strength is everything.
Su Mu immediately had a guess—it might not be that straightforward to choose a dormitory here, certainly not a simple task.
Su Mu followed Corporal Lou onto an open-top Humvee.
"This area is the cafeteria, where unlimited supplies of uncommon fierce beast flesh will be provided. Consuming this flesh will help improve your Qi and Blood."
"This area is the training field, featuring cultivation rooms with several times the concentration of Spiritual Qi, simulation gravity cultivation rooms, and combat simulation cultivation rooms; in short, what you can’t find outside, you’ll typically find here."
"Next, I will take you to the assembly point and dormitory."
The open-top Humvee made a brief stop at a vast sandy area, and Corporal Lou pointed ahead. As the mountain winds stirred up the surroundings, yellow sand filled the sky.
"This will be your assembly point in the future. That’s it for me; you can walk forward on your own to reach the dormitory area."
"I also have a reminder for you: combat is not prohibited here. You can spar or discuss martial arts with each other here, with the only rule not to cause fatalities and to stop when the opponent admits defeat, or you will face severe punishment because you are not true enemies."
"Lastly, a piece of advice: don’t hastily use weapons."
"As for the other training rules, experiencing them yourself will be more profound than listening to my explanation."
"Good luck!"
Having said that, Corporal Lou spun the steering wheel, waved, turned the car around, and sped away.
Don’t hastily use weapons?
Do not cause fatalities?
Su Mu took a deep breath, his blood slightly surging with excitement, growing more eager for the training camp.
"Then I’ll experience it personally!"
Though listening to advice is wise, Su Mu knew his strength well. Most of his abilities centered around his saber; giving up the saber would be like crippling himself, so he chose not to retract the Red Sun Saber, but cautiously placed it in the sword box.
Not long after, amidst the swirling yellow sand, a chubby man sat on the ground, sighing with a bitter face, appearing not yet thirty. Seeing Su Mu approach brought a look of surprise to the man’s face.
Then his pupils contracted, noticing the sword box in Su Mu’s hand, his expression changed instantly, and he got up to leave.
"Wait..." Su Mu called out to him.
"I don’t know you, don’t come over, or don’t blame me for being impolite, I’m not easy to mess with either." The chubby man turned and posed aggressively, emanating a wave of Qi and Blood before walking away.
Su Mu was taken aback; something didn’t seem right.
Continuing forward, he soon encountered two figures walking in the opposite direction, a man and a woman, who, upon seeing Su Mu, smiled and waved.
"Are you that newcomer?"
"From Shenjiang City, right?"
"Up ahead is the dormitory. Captain Shi Hao asked us to wait for you here. Let’s go, we’ll take you to pick out a dormitory first."
...
"That person just came from outside this direction... must be a newcomer from Shenjiang City, right?"
"But why does he dare to carry a weapon?"
The chubby guy pondered for a moment, recalling his own recent experiences, and concluded that Su Mu was just a newcomer. The reason he dared to openly carry a weapon was simply because he hadn’t suffered any setbacks yet.
"Maybe I should go take a look. As long as I keep my distance, those people won’t be able to catch up with me easily."
"And I can’t be the only one to suffer. I’ll just treat it as watching a show."
The chubby guy gritted his teeth and hurried along the path Su Mu had taken.
...
The encounter with the chubby guy made Su Mu wary. However, he knew nothing about the Training Camp, so he planned to take this chance to inquire from the two people.
"What is it you’re carrying? Can you show it to us?"
Su Mu immediately realized something was wrong. It was obvious the two had ill intentions.
Seeing Su Mu hesitate, one on the left and one on the right, they closed in. The man among them chuckled, "Now, I’ll give you two choices. One, hand over the token obediently. We’ll take half of your points and give it back to you. Considering you’re a newcomer, we don’t intend to make things difficult for you."
"Otherwise, it’ll be like you’re refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit instead."
"So, what do you choose, newcomer?"
Hand over the token, and take half the points?
"What if I don’t?"
"Ling Jun, stop wasting words with him. Let’s give this newcomer a welcoming ceremony and knock him down to size." The woman snorted coldly.
The next moment, the smile on the man’s face vanished. With surging qi and blood, a thin film of qi and blood circulated over him, his figure flickered.
Whoosh.
A punch came crashing down from above, while the woman stayed back as if enjoying a show.
Fifth Level Martial Artist!
The moment the opponent struck, Su Mu felt immense pressure. This person was very strong, stronger than anyone he’d faced, like Demon Staff or Scarface.
He took a deep breath and stepped hard, yellow sand splattered like bullets, and Su Mu evaded the first punch using the Extreme Shadow Body Technique, feeling reassured. After using the Extreme Shadow Body Technique, his speed was above his opponent’s!
"What are you doing?"
"What are we doing? Naturally, we’re welcoming you to the Training Camp!" The man laughed, somewhat surprised that Su Mu could dodge his punch. He took a step forward, instantly crossing over ten meters to approach and throw another punch.
Su Mu retreated again, furrowing his brows. At this moment, the man stopped his attack.
"Your body technique is quite good, but you haven’t used Qi Blood Emission at all. I guess you’re just a Fourth Level Martial Artist, right?"
The man abruptly raised his tone at the last two words. With his figure flashing fiercely, he again spanned nearly twenty meters and launched a powerful punch, the strong fist wind stinging Su Mu’s cheeks.
"What? Aren’t you the genius from Shenjiang City, only good at dodging? Afraid to take me head-on?"
"Or maybe you should just admit defeat, no shame in that."
The man tried to provoke him, and Su Mu raised an eyebrow, knowing he couldn’t hold back against a Fifth Level Martial Artist.
"Alright, as you wish!"
Su Mu retreated a few more steps, pressing a button on the Sword Box in his hand. The finely crafted Sword Box by his teacher opened, and Su Mu flicked his wrist, the Sword Box flung out, and the Red Sun Saber was grasped firmly in his hand.
Seeing Su Mu wield the saber, the woman watching burst into mocking laughter. This newcomer actually dared to use a saber, how laughable.
The man engaging him was visibly excited, finally pushing the kid to draw his saber.
However, in the next moment.
Clang!
Sparks flew, and amidst the fine sound of blade singing, the Red Sun Saber unsheathed, releasing a tyrannically fierce Sharp Momentum.
Instantly, the man’s face changed dramatically, pupils contracting. Even at a distance of more than ten meters, he could feel his entire skin pricking like needles.
At this moment, the newcomer he thought he could handle at will transformed into a ferocious tiger, baring fangs and seeking blood.
"Sword Momentum, how is this possible, aren’t you just Fourth Level?"
"Wait, we can talk things over!"
Now you want to talk things over?
Too late!