The Earth People are so Fierce

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In the next few days, Meng Chaoyouzaiyouzao practiced as usual.

Contribution value is soaring like a diarrhea.

In addition to Yan Zhennan, he also brushed an elite monster, the master of the Yan family, "elite citizen Yan Hengbo."

The same is an elite monster, but there are also differences in size. This martial arts master who created "Ripple Power" by himself, every time it brings Meng Chao a three-digit contribution value!

Coupled with the ups and downs of the Yan's Group, so many martial arts strongmen bring hundreds or even thousands of contribution value every day, which is extremely cool.

However, Meng Chao also observed a phenomenon that, with the popularity of "Magic Reform Ripple Power", when the daily contribution value reached the limit, it turned around and gradually declined.

This is also understandable, because the future has changed and the contribution has been completed. It is impossible to provide unlimited contribution value for every basic force method.

According to the current daily diminishing curve, he can reap thousands of contribution values ​​from "Magic Ripple Power" alone, and he has also gotten into the relationship of Yan's Group, and he is already very satisfied.

Finally, one full month before the college entrance examination, the first level of the three major undergraduate levels, the internal test begins!

At the school entrance, the banner hung high.

On the campus, colorful flags are flying.

Eight high-level three classes, nearly 500 people, start a dragon fight, compete for 150 promotion places.

The blood of youth will soon be turned into boiling magma, and the ceiling of the fifteen-story cultivation center will be overturned.

In the large conference room on the top floor of the training center.

Dozens of large screens monitor the situation of each examination room.

There is also a screen that is constantly changing the ranking of results.

The school leaders and the senior high school classmates sat underneath. Whenever their rankings changed, they would cause subtle fluctuations in their faces. When they talked and laughed, they were all sour or even gunpowder.

Dragon City has limited resources, competition is ubiquitous, humans and monsters are competing, and humans are also competing. Students are eager to rank, teachers and school leaders, who do not want to work with other classes, other key middle schools, especially those Do you want to compete against each other for the "city-level high"?

The results of this year's senior three group are quite good, and you can feel the tail of the city's key.

Principal Sun was nearly seventy years old. When he was young, he fell ill with zombies and monsters, and gradually became a physique. The decayed old man who was dozing all day, prepared to play for two more years and then retreated. Can smile and keep calm.

The teaching director Ma Qingyun is young and full of energy, and presides over most of the daily work. He hopes that after President Sun retires, he will go further.

This year's student's good grades, he was particularly excited, a horse face flushed red, really like the nickname students secretly gave him, a horse monkey jumping up and down.

Yan Motou remained expressionless, gently tapping his fingers on the table, studying "Crashing Cow" in his mind.

The head teachers of the eight graduating classes are all as humble as they are:

"No, no, our class can't do this year, only 30 people can beat Bolt."

"Our second class is even worse. These slackers are so soft-footed that they are not as good as the Olympic weightlifting champions in the age of the earth. Hey, I'm so worried!"

"Your Rocket class says so, isn't our parallel class even more finished?"

"What's done is done, who doesn't know you all hold your strength and want to fight with our Rocket Class all at once? Just say that the Pharaoh of Class 6 is harmless to people and animals. In fact, he secretly made a study group, no You know what amazing skills you can practice, Pharaoh, don’t hide, tell us about it?"

"No, absolutely not." Wang Longjun shook his head solemnly, "what awesome skills, how can I not know?"

The voice did not fall, and on the big screen, the extreme boxing force list shook.

Someone came up.

Because each class is marked with a different color, everyone can see at a glance:

"6 classes Chu Fei Xiong, extreme boxing strength 249.5 kg, boxing strength list 21!"

"Oh!"

"A student in a parallel class is more powerful than most people in the Rocket class?"

"Pharaoh, don't be kind, and say there is no marvelous skill?"

The other seven class teachers clapped the tables one after another, laughing and scolding half-truths.

And they had no time to recover from the impact of Chu Feixiong's punching force, and another 6-class student came to kill.

"Class 6 Meng Chao, extreme boxing strength 240.9 kg, 100 meters running 9 seconds 55, catching up with Bolt 0.03 seconds, the total score is temporarily ranked 19th in the school!"

"Meng Chao!"

"Remember the good young man who was very good when he was in high school and high school. He was seriously injured later, but he recovered?"

Now even the head teacher of the two rocket classes can't hide the envy and jealousy in his eyes.

Meng Chao is such a good young man. They paid attention to it very early. If it wasn't injured, the senior three would definitely be assigned to the Rocket Class.

Unexpectedly, he stayed in Class 6 and recovered to the same level as before. He went one step further. What was the luck of this guy Wang Longjun?

Even Yan Motou "huh" bang, specially called the test picture of Meng Chao to see.

Instructor Ma Qingyun snorted softly, no expression on his face.

"Very good, good."

Principal Sun smiled, like a mascot.

Today is destined to be the harvest day of Class 6 and the shock is far from over.

Soon after Meng Chao scored the top 20 in the school, another bombshell detonated.

"Hundred meters ran for 9 seconds and 49 seconds, successfully surpassed the 9 seconds and 5 barriers; the ultimate boxing strength was 250.1 kilograms, the so-called "high school iron wall" that also exceeded 250. Zuo Haoran, the total score is temporarily ranked ninth in the school!"

"This is impossible!"

"The students in the parallel class were caught by nearly 100 students in the rocket class, and they entered the top ten of the school!"

"Zuo Haoran, it turned out to be him, this... It's no wonder!"

After seeing the names of the record-breaking students, the shocked expressions of the other seven class teachers were put away. Everyone cast their favors on Ma Qingyun, the teaching director, as if they were silently touting: "Ma is a great teacher and teaches a good nephew !"

In the test room underneath, the 6 classmates were horrified.

They had just been immersed in Meng Chao's "strong return" and thought he had a slight chance of defeating the squad leader, even if it was only a single event.

It took less than half a minute before Zuo Haoran's overbearing results shattered their extravagance.

No matter the ultimate boxing strength or the 100-meter run, the squad leader told them with impeccable performance, what is the "strong".

"What to do, Zuo Haoran is too strong, the first two points are 20 points ahead of Meng Chao."

"I originally thought that Meng Chao's first two single items can surpass him a little. When the marksmanship test is done, don't lose too badly."

"It turns out that this guy hasn't sprinted before. It's been cruel in the last week. It is estimated that he must have swallowed the secret medicine, and it has cost a lot, renting cutting-edge cultivation equipment to stimulate the cell potential. Mom, if you have money, it is good."

Everyone was so anxious to grind their teeth.

Meng Chao and Zuo Haoran looked at each other.

The former quickly looked away from the calm gaze, while the latter turned a corner of his mouth, his face full of unabashed domineering.

"All the candidates in class 6 have completed the ultimate strength and 100-meter sprint tests, and now they are sorted according to their scores and go to the indoor shooting range!"

It is a common practice for invigilator teachers to come from foreign schools. It is common practice for all schools to exchange teachers to invigilate exams to eliminate the possibility of cheating.

The teachers in foreign schools are selfless, but regardless of the subtle atmosphere between the students, they wave and urge.

The tenth to twelfth floor of the training center is the indoor shooting range.

The Rocket Class has been testing for a long time, and the exaggerated results, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, stimulate the nerves of the students and instantly enter the state.

Zuo Haoran took the lead and walked into the No. 6 shooting range.

Meng Chao followed.

Somewhat unexpectedly, in addition to the invigilator teacher in the shooting range, Principal Sun, the teaching director, Yan Motou and the class teacher all arrived.

"Good principal!"

"Director Ma."

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Wang."

The students saluted in a hurry, with special respect for the principal.

Not to mention that President Sun is now a shriveled old man, but he was a war hero who turned the tide and was entitled "heavy artillery".

If Yan Motou kills monsters by chopping dumplings, then President Sun is purely a giant meat grinder in a food processing plant.

The classmates who watched the video of his cultivation and fierce battles when he was young could not reconcile the now shrivelled old man with the moving humanoid fortress.

"Very good, good."

Principal Sun narrowed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

The director of teaching stood up and explained the meaning: "This year our class 6 has very good grades. We are currently in the top six classes, and the students continue to work hard!"

Everyone was shocked and happy, cheering for a while.

"The results of class 6 are good, the class teacher is indispensable, and the class leader's leading role is also playing well."

The instructor gave Zuo Haoran a heavy shot on his shoulder and smiled, "Come on!"

"Thank you Director Ma for your encouragement, I will." Zuo Haoran raised his head, his body full of integrity returned.

The students rolled their eyes, and said who did not know the relationship between your uncle and your nephew, what did you pretend?

"The firearms test is about to start, put all the bones away!"

Yan Motou suddenly glared, "There is only one chance, and the marksmanship is the easiest to pull off the score. Forget the results just now, focus on the target in front of me, a little careless, there is no place to cry!"

The students narrowed their eyes and hurriedly ruled out their distractions.

"The first set of tests, Zuo Haoran, Meng Chao!"

Invigilator teachers are ranked according to the first two scores, and the top two are brought forward.