The Earth People are so Fierce

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In three words, Meng Chao understood.

This group of three teachers, nine masters, and mixed fish and dragons are all social students in the martial arts training class.

University refresher classes are concepts that have existed since ancient times.

There are many extraordinary people in the society who are over 28 years old, even awakening at the age of 30 or 40. They also have the need for cultivation, but they do not have the time and energy, nor the standard to receive years of full-time college education.

In universities of this era, half of the funding depends on the education budget of the Survival Committee, and the other half has to raise funds by itself. The pressure is not small. After all, the peerless masters are all piled up from Jinshan and Yinshan. Who would think that the money is too much?

For the authorities, the extraordinary people who rely on undergraduate education alone are not enough to cope with the animal tide of mountain tsunami.

The Budo Department of the Agricultural University recruits hundreds of new students every year.

The larger Longda Budo Department has a thousand new students.

If the war escalates, it will definitely not be enough, and it will take a long time to die.

The three parties hit it off, and many institutions such as "night universities, special training classes, independent colleges, and president training courses" were born, specializing in training the extraordinary in the society.

These institutions, the brand hangs out very bluffing, "the elite refresher class of the Budo Department of the Agricultural University", at first glance, it is more powerful than the serious undergraduates of 800, similar to the legendary "MBA".

In fact, enjoying the faculty and training courses, including the final certificate of completion, are basically two different things.

After ten years of hard study, undergraduates who have been admitted to the university hard, often despise the social students in the advanced classes.

I think they often wear the brand of "Buddhism Department", and they are arrogant and illusory. They provoke trouble and ruin the reputation of the Martial Arts Department. They are simply a group of "Li Gui".

Social students, but they can't look down on undergraduates. I think Lao Tzu understands the extraordinary power between life and death, and almost loses his life. Isn't it like you guys who haven't even grown their hair?

The contradiction between the two sides is very deep, and there is no friction at ordinary times. On the first day of the new semester, there was another "start".

"Student, you don't know how hateful these scumbags are."

Brother Sophomore said angrily and grievously, "It wasn't our confrontation game with the beasts just now. The guys in this training class were naturally not eligible to participate, but they even gambled to win.

"This is fine, the school does not prohibit gambling in various competitions. After all, this is also a test of the eyesight of the participants. The problem is that this group of guys even drove the beasts to a big victory!

"They are all in the martial arts training class. It's his martial arts warrior. How can such elbows turn outwards? Is there any dignity of the warrior?

"We were beaten down by the beast control system. We are depressed. These "traitors" have won a lot of monster coins. We ran to the canteen to celebrate, ordered a lot of mountain and sea flavors, swallowed, talked and laughed, this is not a wound to us. Sprinkle salt?

"Student, you said that these shameless people are hateful, should they fight?"

"Uh……"

It's quite hateful, Meng Chao thinks he just got it right.

But it's still a matter of urgency, and wait until you find the Blade Dancer before you fight late.

"Brother, do you know Gu..."

Before Meng Chao's questioning was finished, Brother Sophomore had picked up a long-handled spoon and rushed out with a sip.

And Meng Chao was also stared at by two tigers.

It was "Ma Hong" who was spitting foam in his mouth just now.

This guy is in his thirties and has a deep eroded scar on his left face, pulling up the corner of his mouth and lifting it up, like a chilling sneer.

His temperament is extremely fierce, his skin glowing with bronze luster, like a battle sword that beheaded hundreds of monsters and re-forged after curling the blade.

Even if Meng Chao's hand knife cut it to the point, it only took half a minute to restore the fighting power and came to the door again.

He raised his thumb first, praised Meng Chao's hand knife, and then pulled off his posture, beckoning: "Come again!"

Meng Chao sighed, nodded, and suddenly lifted a stool and flung towards Ma Hong, then turned around and ran.

Ma Hong flashed over the bench, and then came first, whip his leg to break the wind, and swept Meng Chao's neck.

Meng Chao screamed, lying on the ground without a figure, and slid out of the bottom of several dining tables with the help of the greasy ground.

Ma Hong's whip legs are like blades, even splitting a dining table in half.

But by a few centimetres, he passed behind Meng Chao.

Meng Chao seemed to be hit with a whip on his buttocks, his muscles surging like a wave, and he immediately slipped out a dozen meters.

Ma Hong snorted coldly.

Along the way, two undergraduates shot and intercepted, both of whom were neatly put down.

Although he has never received full-time college education, his pores are filled with the murderous infiltration from the blood of the corpse mountain, which is not comparable to the college students who are not stinky.

Meng Chao was holding a rat in the crowd, like a small beast that sprinted in the battle between hippos and rhinos. From time to time, his body was covered with soup and water and vegetables and rice, which was extremely embarrassing.

Even so, Ma Hong was still forced to the corner.

"Brother, misunderstanding!"

Meng Chao turned back, crying without tears, "I am a freshman, very young, I don't know anything, what are you doing after me?"

Ma Hong was stunned, his murderousness was a little sluggish.

Meng Chao raised his hand, a bottle of pepper, and ran it over his head.

Ma Hong was startled, closed his eyes and dodged, and a lot of irritating powder was still sprinkled into his nose.

Without waiting for him to sneeze, "Mr.", Meng Chao suddenly shot two toothpicks in his mouth and straightened his eyes.

Surprised and angry, Ma Hong lowered his head slightly, and two toothpicks broke in his forehead.

A bowl of hot red oil came again.

It turned out that Meng Chao just escaped just to collect these hidden weapons.

Pepper, toothpick, chili oil, and the three-piece series of offensives in the cafeteria hide the real killing tricks.

"Destroy the Devil!"

When Ma Hong rushed up in a rage, Meng Chao had completed the construction of the spiritual magnetic force field, the right arm was lingering, and the rotating force of the spiritual magnet turned into an arc at the fingertips, and the arc condensed into a crackling lightning!

Ma Hong smelled the extremely dangerous breath, and his entire body of hair stood upright. He wanted to retreat too late. He could only grind his teeth to gather the psionic energy on his left leg, and the whip leg was like a battle axe, splitting towards Meng Chao's hand knife.

In terms of flesh and blood, the whip leg is far stronger than the hand knife.

But Ma Hong was in a hurry and did not complete the construction of the spiritual magnetic field.

However, Meng Chao was ready to go. His strength was like flooding, and the first second he fled from his turn turned out to be every response of his opponent.

The sword and axe fought, the spirit flame and Mars splashed, and made a metallic collision sound.

Ma Hong flew out again.

Falling into the middle of seven or eight "rhino" and "hippo", it is temporarily unable to crawl out.

Meng Chao relaxed and looked around. Everyone was fighting passionately, and their eyes were confused by the gravy and vegetable soup.

He quickly shrunk his neck, crawled with a roll, and drilled into the corner behind an obstacle formed by several dining tables.

Hey, a fat man with a greasy face curled up here.

Looking at the age of thirty or forty, he has a big face and a thick neck, and his temperament is quite like a master in the cafeteria. He only wears a suit and leather shoes, wears gold and silver, oil noodles, and has four large inlaid crystals on his thick fingers. The ring didn't even print the words "upstart" on the forehead.

Seeing Meng Chao jumping in, the master and upstart shrank back, his face full of embarrassed smiles.

It seems that these carefully arranged obstacles are all masterpieces of fat people.

Seeing that he was staring at the right arm that had just released "Devil Slash", Meng Chao raised his hand deliberately: "See?"

"Yes."

The fat man swallowed and murmured, "Ma Hong is an elite scout of the Red Dragon Army. He fought in the depths of the mist for three days and three nights, beheaded hundreds of monsters, awakened his extraordinary powers, and was sent to the Department of Agriculture and Military Education Come to study, what kind of tricks did you actually cut him down twice?"

""Demon Demon"." Meng Chaodao, "You are also in the training class, want to try?"

The fat man stunned slightly and shook his head quickly: "I don't want to, dare to be harmonious and make money, but peace is precious!"

Fatty facial features huddled together, like eighteen pleated big meat buns, Meng Chao wanted to laugh a little: "Why, listen to Brother said, aren't your social students very fierce and crazy?"

"That's someone else. Like Ma Hong, the Red Dragon Army was an ordinary person. He performed dozens of missions and slept in the middle of monster corpses all day.

The fat man said pitifully, "There are also many social students, that is, ordinary workers, white-collar workers, and masters in the cafeteria, who have awakened their extraordinary powers and mixed up a diploma in the training class. They can get promoted, raise salary, grade, and so on. Where to go?

"What about you, what is the situation, you are so ruthless, even Ma Hong is killed by you, do not continue to kill the Quartet?"

"Don't mention it, I was a freshman. I came to the cafeteria to find someone, and I was confused to do it with you. What is it called!"

After finally finding someone to communicate with, Meng Chao sighed slightly, "Move your **** in, everyone squeezes, don't be afraid, in fact, I am also very gentle and personable."

"Ok."

The fat man squeezed into the corner obediently, and looked at Meng Chao curiously, "A freshman, aren't you in the entrance test, who are you looking for in the cafeteria?"

"It's finished."

Meng Chaodao, "I came to Mr. Gu Jianbo to prepare to be his true disciple, do you know?"

The fat man froze for a while: "You are looking for Gu Jianbo to be an exclusive tutor? What's the matter, the entrance test is terrible, and half of the monster coins have not been picked up? With your "Devil Cut", it shouldn't be!"

"No, I got 25,000 monster coins." Meng Chao said.

"Twenty-five thousand?"

At this time, the fat man was really shocked, "Whether Jiang Ming or Li Yingzi, you can choose whatever you want. Then, what are the hidden secrets of you, do you want to find Gu Jianbo, the bastard?"

Meng Chao blinked. How come the blade dancers are not famous in this era, but...infamous?

"Fat brother, do you know Teacher Gu?" Meng Chao looked up and down at each other.

"I know too much, so he teaches us to study classes!"

The fat man rubbed his face and said with a smile, "At the Agricultural University, the training class is raised by the stepmother, and you can enter it if you give money. There are all kinds of messy people, and you can’t learn too esoteric martial arts here. Several fixed spiritual magnetic fields, exchange some monster hunting, the most basic experience and skills.

"It's enough for the social students who awakened by accident, but your undergraduates have also taken 25,000 monster coins. Should they be ranked in the top few of the martial arts department?"

Meng Chao nodded: "First."

"Ay Ya I gi!"

The fat man snapped his thigh, "You don't want to think about it, what good things can be sent by the school to teach refresher classes? The first undergraduate of the Tangwu martial arts department, who came to be a disciple of Gu Jianbo, you are not sick, small Brother!"