High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 343 - 285: There Are Some Things in This World That

Help?

On the other end of the line, Wang Shuheng was taken aback. Su Mu had long grown beyond the level where he, as a teacher, could offer much help. This call made Wang Shuheng feel a bit nostalgic, and sowhat fresh.

At that mont, without hesitation, Wang Shuheng asked with a hint of doubt.

"So, what do you need to do?"

Hearing his teacher’s voice, Su Mu paused, "Actually, it’s nothing major. The organizers just talked to a mont ago. Tomorrow, we might need to create so live broadcast effects..."

"Live broadcast effects? I understand, just like what you did in the Guangshen Province selection match?"

"More or less, so tomorrow’s live broadcast might have so ’outlandish’ events. If you’re watching the exchange eting’s live broadcast tomorrow, don’t be too surprised, it’s just for the show’s effect."

"Is that all? I thought it was a big deal. Rest assured, I’ve seen quite a few storms." On the other end, Wang Shuheng agreed wholeheartedly, then shifted the topic, "Today, I noticed that the three participants in the exchange eting were very strong... do you have confidence for tomorrow?"

From his teacher’s tone, Su Mu sensed concern. He thought for a mont, then smiled.

"Teacher, I’m not afraid of anyone below the rank of Great Grandmaster."

There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by a burst of hearty laughter, full of vigor, no longer as if nearing its end.

"Good, since you can say that, it seems you are confident. Then I’m relieved, go for it!"

"Alright."

The call ended, and Wang Shuheng smiled, shaking his head. Naturally, he didn’t take it seriously, as Su Mu had not yet beco a Grandmaster. Even if he was exceptionally talented, it was unlikely for him to be unafraid of anyone below the rank of Great Grandmaster.

He just assud Su Mu deliberately said that to prevent him from worrying too much, to show that he was confident.

Also, Wang Shuheng keenly sensed sothing from Su Mu’s previous silence. He contemplated for a while, considering this exchange eting was jointly hosted by the Huaxia Martial Arts Association and the Southern War Zone.

What major trouble could Su Mu get into?

Moreover, Su Mu was no longer the obscure little figure from back then. He was now ranked first on the Celestial Pride List and also a General Star in the War Zone, with the Southern War Zone as his backing.

"Concern clouds judgnt, I must be overthinking."

On the other side, Su Mu took a deep breath, cald down a bit, and quickly called Miaomiao on a video call.

"Dad, you finally called. I’ve wanted to call you for ages, but mom wouldn’t let . She said you’re definitely preparing for tomorrow and I shouldn’t disturb your cultivation. She said dad, your opponents tomorrow are really strong, and you must be under a lot of pressure..."

"Dad, you’re the best, those people are definitely no match for you, right?"

"Yes, naturally." Su Mu smiled and nodded.

"I knew it. Then dad, good luck, make sure to knock them all down, especially those from the Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall."

"Hmm?" Su Mu was taken aback.

"Those people from the martial hall look like their eyes are on top of their heads." Xiaoyue pointed to her forehead.

"Alright, Xiaoyue, watch tomorrow as dad knocks them all down."

"Go, dad!"

In the video, Miaomiao listened to her daughter Xiaoyue’s complaints, her cheeks reddening. Hearing the father-daughter duo’s conversation, she couldn’t help but laugh. They truly were alike.

Additionally, Miaomiao was secretly observing her husband. At the mont, Su Mu’s expression was relaxed, showing no signs of tension. This indicated that her husband was confident.

If that’s the case, then there’s no need to ask further, just trust Su Mu.

At the end of the call, Miaomiao gently bit her lip, and with countless words condensed into a soft sentence, "Su Mu, go for it!"

"Alright."

After Su Mu finished his phone calls with family and friends, he noticed many new ssages on his phone. He opened them and saw that everyone had been posting in their social circles today.

There were people from Shenjiang Martial Arts University, Linjiang Base, students from Jiuzhong Middle School, and old companions from the Three Cities Training Camp.

[Everyone, our school’s Principal Su Mu broke through with overwhelming force in this year’s Guangshen Province selection match, ascended with one battle, and was exceptionally promoted to General Star. Just today, he topped Celestial Cloud Mountain, causing an unprecedented phenonon, and now there’s talk in school that the province plans to expand our Shenjiang Martial Arts University, with prospects of further elevation.

Principal Su is single-handedly elevating all our educational levels.

Enough said, Principal Su is aweso!]

Many people shared photos in their social circles of taking pictures with Su Mu back in school, showing off in their posts.

Su Mu scrolled through with interest and quickly noticed that Little Junior Sister also posted a picture. The image was of the two of them having barbecue, and Little One posted a picture of his back when heading to the Alien Race Battlefield.

"Back then, I had just broken through to Third Level Martial Artist not long ago."

Su Mu gave a thumbs up to Little Junior Sister Zhao ng and Little One. Just as he was about to scroll further, the comnt section unexpectedly got flooded with dozens of new comnts.

[Whoa, is this Principal Su himself?]

[Principal Su, go for it tomorrow!]

[Principal Su, I’ve set more than a dozen alarms just waiting to watch you compete tomorrow!]

Su Mu initially intended to read all the comnts but noticed that every ti he scrolled down, new pages appeared, so he silently exited without leaving any remarks.

Then, Su Mu saw that Tantai Yan, rarely known for posting, had also shared sothing. This little girl posted a picture of so charred kebabs, captioned simply with "Good luck."

Su Mu liked the post and quickly received a private ssage from Tantai Yan: [Third Grandpa wants to stay secluded in the family and only leave after forming Three Flowers.]

[Su Mu, you have to do your best tomorrow. I’ll be watching your live broadcast too!]

[Alright, you too, take care.]

Continuing to scroll, Su Mu’s smile widened even more.

This post contained a picture of Huangfu Xue, Shi Hao, and Xu Zhi raising their glasses for a toast.

The accompanying text read: "Gathering with two old friends today, and the newcors we taught at the training camp are set to step onto Celestial Cloud Mountain’s summit for battle tomorrow. The Yangtze River’s waves push the preceding ones forward, leaving the old behind on the sands!"

The post was from Coach Xu Zhi.

Under this post, Huangfu Xue comnted: [You’re so full of yourself.]

Shi Hao added: [Haha, now every ti we see this ’newcor,’ we’ll have to address him as Leader Su.]

Su Mu chuckled as he liked everyone’s posts and quickly received cheering ssages from the trio.

Scrolling further, Su Mu saw a newly posted update from Miaomiao.

The picture showed two old phones placed side by side with a family portrait in the background, where little Xiaoyue was being held by Miaomiao.

Su Mu quickly saved the picture, looking at it repeatedly.

...

The Junkyard.

"Boss Li, I’m about to leave here soon. I’m returning to my hotown and won’t co back. Today might be the last ti I bring you food. Want a drink?"

An old man raised a few large food boxes and a bag of canned beer in his hand.

Li Liangshu silently nodded. The old man wasn’t bothered by anything, just sat down, opened the food box in front of him revealing so steaming barbecue skewers, and then handed over a bottle of beer.

The two remained largely silent, eating the skewers and drinking until the last can of beer was finished. Then they started smoking until the cigarettes were also gone.

After a while, the old man coughed, staggeringly stood up.

"Boss Li, take care."

Li Liangshu watched as the old man left the junkyard. After a long ti, he wiped his hands and pulled out a photo from his clothes, a picture of his younger self, his wife, and daughter.

Their faces were bright with laughter.

In reality, Li Liangshu’s face was filled with deep sorrow.

Plop.

A tear fell from his cloudy eyes.

Li Liangshu curled up, weeping intensely.

...

In the dark room, Su Mu took a final look at the photo and slowly closed his phone. His eyes shone like stars.

Su Mu cherished all he had now, and his martial arts embodied protection.

He naturally feared the potential repercussions of what he was about to do affecting his family and friends.

Su Mu slowly closed his eyes.

In his mind, the junkyard appeared clearly, and he could see the hunched, shouting, crying, and helpless figure of Li Liangshu turning away in tears.

The content of that blood-stained letter appeared word by word in his mind.

In a shift of the scene, that figure knelt devoutly before a towering Martial Saint statue again and again. The statue remained cold, without the slightest response.

After that day, all of it lingered in his mind, never forgotten.

"Sotis,... so things in this world are unavoidable and always need soone to step up."

"Since the Martial Saint won’t act, then I’ll step up as Su Mu."

"But no one can sway my will, not even the Martial Saint..."

"This is all my personal resolve as Su Mu."

Gradually, determination reappeared in Su Mu’s eyes. He opened the door and stepped out of the room, gazing from the balcony.

On the mountain, the cold wind was biting, while below, the myriad lights twinkled in peace and harmony.