Municipal Elite Gymnasium, inner venue.

Xin Yuan sat cross-legged on the edge of the field that had been covered with cushions, supported himself with one hand, and casually scanned every move that took place in the venue.

Here are all the students of the school's martial arts club, some of them are competing on the field, and the rest of the students who are not in turn are sitting in a circle around the side of the field, watching the competition in the arena intently.

After returning to Tianwu City for so many days, this winter vacation is almost over, and according to tradition, the martial arts club will conduct a week-long training camp before the start of school. As the president, he naturally couldn't be absent from this kind of activity, so he left the headquarters for the first time in two weeks and appeared here.

At his current level, coupled with a series of things, in fact, there is not much point in studying in school. However, due to the existing strict education system, and for the sake of reassuring my mother's heart, I still have to continue to stay in school and maintain my identity as a student.

But now it is impossible for him to honestly go to school on time every day, and he needs more time that he can control freely. In this way, the importance of the president of this martial arts club is revealed, and it is necessary for him to devote more snacks to this fighting club, and the reason why he participates in the training camp today is also based on this reason.

It's just that he began to get bored after watching the competition in the field for a while, and the combat effectiveness of these students is too low for him now, so he can't be interested at all.

He quickly lost his mind and focused on thinking about himself.

While the fight two weeks ago had very serious consequences for him, it wasn't all negative. After that battle, Xin Yuan clearly felt that he had fused more perfectly with the altar structure of the inner core, and was more able to exert the strength that this structure should really have, and the most obvious sign was that he had gained a new ability from it.

Logic shield is the name Xin Yuan gave to this new ability. During the battle with Gris that day, the second D-class killer lurked in the shadows, and when he and Gris fought to the most critical moment, it was the Logic Shield that helped him withstand the surprise attack, and finally won him a chance to win.

The original source of the Logic Shield was actually the outermost layer of the Chaos Egg, which was formed by the extremely strong shell of the gear rune structure, and after he built the inner altar structure, he could already be seen as another Chaos Egg on the spiritual level, so he also obtained the possibility of transplanting the Logic Shield to himself, and finally took shape under the pressure of high-intensity combat.

The essence of this ability is the transformation and intervention of self-logic on the material level on the spiritual level, distorting the rules of reality logic to protect against attacks, which is also the origin of the name Logic Shield. Theoretically, as long as the self-logic is rigorous enough and the source fire is infinitely supplied, the strength of the logic shield can completely surpass the level that he should have at his current level, and even infinitely close to the C-rank.

Moreover, the source of the logic shield, the Chaos Egg, is itself something that only high-level people should have, which means that when Xin Yuan is promoted to the C level, the protection ability of the logic shield will also be improved across the ranks, and there is no need to worry about not being able to keep up with his own progress and being forced to give up.

Xin Yuan estimated that as long as he was not so weak that he could not provide source fire, relying on the logic shield, he could definitely withstand the attacks of most of the world's light weapons, even if he was sniped by a large-caliber firearm, the logic shield could play a maximum role in buffering and distortion, giving him enough time to react. This means that now he is not afraid of any secret sniping at all, and if he wants to kill him, he can only use absolute strength to be tough.

Xin Yuan is wandering outside the world here, and the students of the other clubs don't dare to be sloppy in the slightest, and occasionally glance at Xin Yuan, which is also with a look of reverence and fear, and they dare not have any contempt for this youngest president.

All of this was really done by Xin Yuan with his own strength.

After becoming the president of the martial arts club, Xin Yuan immediately forcibly promoted the reform of the club's operation model, ranking everything based on personal strength, and also formulated a special rule, that is, the top five students of each month can openly challenge Xin Yuan on the day at the end of the month, and the winner can replace Xin Yuan as the next president of the fighting club.

As a result, the top five fighters in the first month were all knocked out by Xin Yuan with one punch, without exception.

The same is true for the second month.

Until the end of the semester, no challenger was able to make Xin Yuan throw a second punch, and all of them were knocked down.

On the other hand, those who challenge Xin Yuan every month will get the training plan that Xin Yuan has developed for him, and the subsequent training has also proved that this training plan is very effective, which makes all the students who want to improve their fighting strength enthusiastically compete for the top five every month, hoping to get Xin Yuan's guidance. And ordinary students also have a popular training plan formulated by Xin Yuan himself, although it is not as targeted as a special training plan, but as long as they persist, the cultivation effect should not be underestimated.

Of course, there are also many students who can't stand this environment and choose to quit the club, Xin Yuan doesn't care about this, he didn't plan to spend more energy in this area, and those weak chickens who don't have the idea of motivation will retire when they retreat, just to save trouble. Facts have proved that his approach is correct, although the number of students in the martial arts club is now nearly half, but the spirit of each of the students who can persevere is completely different, and the image of the entire club has also taken on a new look, and it is no longer the rabble it used to be. Even at the municipal college invitational tournament at the end of the semester, Xin Yuan got very good results without showing up, which made the school committee and the student council look at the new martial arts club with admiration, and the confidence of the club members has become more sufficient.

At this point, Xin Yuan, the president, really convinced the students of the club, after all, no matter how good he said, it is better to see the real record with his own eyes, Xin Yuan stubbornly used his strength to silence all doubters, and no one dared to despise him because of his age, and recognized his status in the martial arts club.

Of course, for Xin Yuan, this is just a day a month to go out to make sandbags, it's nothing, just be careful not to break the sandbags too hard.

At nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, the competition on the first day of training had come to an end.

Xin Yuan came back to his senses and looked at the field, and now the students who can still stand in the field to compete are all real masters in the club, and the competition has become fierce and exciting, which finally gives him the value of taking a few looks.

After a fierce fight, the top five students were finally decided.

"President, the ranking of the whole company has been recorded." Jiang Junchi came to his side and said respectfully. Although the strength is not ranked in the martial arts club, he has been recognized by the students with a rigorous and serious work attitude, and I heard that he has also entered the absorption list of the student union.

Xin Yuan hummed, patted his knee, stood up, and walked forward to the middle of the field.

"Congratulations, you have proven your worth with facts, so the five vice presidents of the next semester are you." Xin Yuan glanced at the five people in front of him who had lasted to the end, bowed slightly at them, and announced loudly.

The students on the sidelines looked at the five people on the field and showed envious eyes, but they were not unconvinced, because these five people really deserved their reputations, and they were all really punched and kicked.

Among these five people, there are Xin Yuan's enthusiastic senior Le Hong, Huo Yuan, the president of the original Aikido Club, Boya who has never fallen out of the top five since Xin Yuan's reform of the Martial Arts Club, and Lin Lijia and Zhou Fanyuan, who were originally unknown but emerged at the end of the semester, these five are the real elites selected by this club. Although they were also a little excited, they generally maintained a very stable state, showing a good psychological quality.

"Next, it's routine—challenge me." Xin Yuan's gaze wandered around the five people, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked an arc.

"But as a token of appreciation for your performance, I changed the rules this time, the five of you go together, as long as you win me, not only will the position of president be given to you, but I will teach you a new boxing technique, a secret technique that can allow you to see a whole new world."