Gao Wu: Twelve Wins over Money, but My Sword Cannot Be Suppressed

[Urban high martial arts + campus competition + no system + single female protagonist] Xu Guanlan was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the province with the highest cultural score in the province, but he was recognized as a "waste in martial arts" - he couldn't sense weapons, couldn't practice the martial arts, and even the most ordinary martial arts students could run over him head-on. During the summer vacation after the high school entrance examination, he worked as a day shift security guard in an old community. During an access control renovation, the construction team dug out a door pillow stone of unknown origin from the ground. Xu Guanlan just put it back in its original position, but the orientation of the entire community suddenly changed in his eyes. From that day on, he could see the "structure" between buildings, terrain, abilities and people's hearts, and he could also see countless branches of a battle that had not yet happened. While others worked hard to practice Qi, blood, martial arts, and explosions, he measured distance, calculated rhythm, and took advantage of the terrain to turn a losing situation into the only way to win. There was a shortage of players in the freshmen game, so he was temporarily pulled in to make up the number. The school team laughed at him because he could only talk on paper, and his opponents laughed at him because he couldn't even hold a sword firmly. But when the gunmen nailed the front line, the trap blocked the retreat, and the sword edge fell towards the last point he calculated - everyone discovered that Xu Guanlan never had to defeat anyone with his own hands. He is only responsible for leaving the enemy with no way out. From school review to provincial ranking, from inter-school seven-man team to national open competition, more and more geniuses began to study his tactics, and old files deep in the city that had been dusty for many years were reopened because of him. Xu Guanlan didn't know why he was born unable to hold a sword, nor did he know that those erased names were waiting for him to reach the end of the national competition. Until one day, the first sword sound came from the body!