When I Woke up in My Senior Year of High School, I Became the King of Gao Wudang

Senior year of high school, martial arts class, six months before the martial arts college entrance examination. Bai Hong has good talent and is ranked among the top 30 in the school, but he can only be considered average in the entire Jiangzhou City. These days, most people are cultivating their bodies and trying their best to become warriors. And a very small number of people will awaken strange powers in the spiritual energy tide, and they are called - "power users". People with superpowers are rare and dangerous, and they are also the meat and potatoes that all forces compete for. When he was on the verge of death in a simulated actual battle, Bai Hong awakened—— [Stop for ten seconds every day to accumulate]. If others practice for one hour, he can practice for ten hours. He can practice a life-and-death battle with others hundreds of times in a pause. While others were still worrying about their rankings in the senior year of high school, he was already secretly using the talented students of his own age as experimental material. However, people with special abilities must register with the state and be closely monitored. Once exposed, he can no longer keep a low profile... What's even more troublesome is that Lin Tong, the top student from Bingshan who has transferred here, seems to be "a little suspicious" of him. She is the daughter of a martial arts consortium, with a secret guardian organization behind her, and her own talent is outrageous. The city is high in martial arts, strange beasts are rampant, and secret realms are everywhere. Others ask for a skill or a resource, and they can risk their lives. And Bai Hong—— In Shi Zingli, he silently practiced martial arts to a level that others could not understand. When the aliens arrived and the beasts flooded the city, everyone thought it was a miracle. Until one day, someone saw—— On the broken battlefield, the young man stepped on the sea of blood and walked forward step by step. The enemy's corpses quietly formed a line behind him.