Chapter 100
So sad, this is not what I wanted.

This line of lyrics is the most appropriate way to describe Sun Shimin's current mood.

He originally thought that with 150 million thunderbolt energy, he could at least raise his cultivation to the peak of the sixth realm and his spiritual strength to 2000 meters, and after taking the 'Building Foundation Pill', he could become a small master of the seventh realm If you reach the realm, you can step into the ranks of masters.

pity……

Now that the 150 million Thunderbolt energy has gone down, his cultivation base has so-so raised to the elementary level of the Sixth Realm. There is still a long way to go to reach the intermediate level of the Sixth Realm. No, he still needs a lot of Thunderbolt energy.

Originally thought that with full spiritual power, the spiritual power could be increased to 2000 meters, but he did not expect that the conversion ratio between the energy of the thunder and the spiritual power would directly increase tenfold, and his spiritual power could only be increased to 1350 meters.

……

Sun Shimin used the Ganglei system to improve his cultivation. Although it took a long time in his sea of ​​knowledge, in reality it was just a moment, a breath.

and so……

Sun Shimin, who was talking to Wang Chongming, suddenly felt that the energy of heaven and earth around him became much stronger.

Seeing Sun Shimin's sudden increase in momentum, Wang Chongming had a look of resentment on his face——

This - it's not fair.

Damn it, Sun Shimin's vitality of heaven and earth actually increased a bit in the time he spoke, not just in the time he farted.

Looking at Wang Congming's resentful eyes, Sun Shimin didn't know what was going on at first.

Then he found that his vitality in the world suddenly increased, he didn't control it well, it showed out unconsciously, and he soon understood what was going on.

"When I was thinking about things just now, the vitality of heaven and earth was not well controlled. In fact, my cultivation base reached the sixth realm a month ago." Sun Shimin explained to Wang Congming.

Unexpectedly, after he said this sentence, Wang Congming's eyes became more resentful.

"Obviously three months ago, everyone was still in the fourth realm. How come you are in the sixth realm after the summer vacation? I even doubt whether it was me who received special training during the summer vacation, or you who received special training. Special training.”

Sun Shimin: I can only say that my talent is relatively high.

Wang Congming: ...

……

The playground directly opposite the school gate is the No. [-] playground of Ma Teng Martial Arts School.

The playground is large and there are auditoriums.

When the three of Sun Shimin arrived, they found that many freshmen were already waiting on the playground.

The auditorium was also full of people. There was no teacher. The auditorium was full of old students from Ma Teng Martial Arts School.

The Martial Arts Club of Ma Teng Martial Arts School has a lot of power. In the school, the teacher is only responsible for teaching the students the methods of cultivation. Everything else is managed by the people of the Martial Arts Club. It can be said that many interests of the students are controlled by the president of the Martial Arts Club. The final say.

Sun Shimin's mental strength has increased to 350 meters, and he can 'see' the breath within a radius of 350 meters. At this time, he can clearly hear the conversations between the old students in the audience.

"Last year, people like us were treated like monkeys. This year, we finally experienced the feeling of watching a monkey show. The taste is quite good."

"Shut up, you, and pay attention to the good seedlings among the new students later, and see if they can be introduced to our team."

The person who spoke earlier pouted, pointed to the few people sitting in the middle of the auditorium and said, "The vice presidents are all here, and the good ones won't be our turn. They will pick the rest and it will be our turn."

"Then you should watch carefully. The presidents eat meat. Although we can only drink soup, we have to keep our eyes open and find out the diced meat left in the soup."

The person who spoke first: ...

In the center of the auditorium, Rowling and others were sitting there.

From Rowling's tired face, it can be seen that he has been cultivating desperately recently, and there are still fourteen days before the blood cut, and every bit of time now is precious to her.But today is the time for freshmen to start school. As the first vice president of the Martial Arts Club, she has to be responsible for the freshmen's school start in the absence of Fang Zhanmei.

Looking at the empty seat next to her, her pair of handsome and heroic eyes wrinkled slightly.

"Songyang, haven't you come yet?"

"Brother Songyang, it seems that he is going to pick up his sister, and I think he will come later." Ah Fei said from the side.

"Rowling, you gave all the credits to the freshmen. We don't have enough credits to exchange for a 'Building Foundation Pill'. If no one between you and Songyang breaks through to the seventh level, I'm afraid that when the 'blood cut', we "…" Ah Fei said.

"Don't talk about A Fei, we need credits now, but the rules set by Brother Fang cannot be broken." Rowling said impatiently.

Thinking of the bloodshed fourteen days later, she felt restless for a while.

"Everything is done according to the rules of previous years?" Ah Fei suddenly asked.

"Everything will be done according to the rules of previous years." Rowling said.

"The credit hunting competition will also go on as usual?" A Fei asked.

"Yeah." Rowling nodded.

After a pause, she continued, "A Fei, I know what you think, but don't go too far."

……

On the playground, the three of Sun Shimin were chatting, time passed quickly, and it was four o'clock in the afternoon in a short while.

Four o'clock in the afternoon is the last registration time stipulated by Ma Teng Martial Arts School. All freshmen who report after four o'clock in the afternoon will be counted as late.This was written in the notice of Ma Teng Martial Arts School, but it didn't say what punishment there would be for being late.

On the rostrum, a man with a cold face came out and shouted: "Line up."

The playground is full of new students who are chatting and chatting with each other. There are no old students coming out to guide order.

No one reprimands, and no one guides order.

Five minutes later, the man with a cold face shouted again: "The assembly time is up. Those who are late and those who are not listed will be deducted five credits."

"Seal the door."

Accompanied by the cold-faced man shouting the word "seal the door", at the gate of the playground, several old students from the Martial Arts Club pulled up the iron gate at the entrance of the No. [-] playground.

But those freshmen who were still outside the queue rushed to the queue.

"Stand where you are." Accompanied by the cold-faced man's voice, followed by the oppression of mental power!

"One, two, three... twenty, thirty... fifty." On the rostrum, Ah Fei was counting the number of freshmen who were not listed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Fifty freshmen were not included, Feng Feng really did a great job."

"Combined with more than 100 people who were late, this credit can save more than 1000 points in an instant." A Fei said happily.

And these credits, they are all saved according to the specifications.

Not long ago, Rowling called on the old students of the Martial Arts Club to collect some credits and wanted to exchange them for a Foundation Establishment Pill from the school, but they still seemed to be short of [-] credits.

If six credits are not given to each of this batch of freshmen, or if they are delayed until the end of the blood competition, their credits will be enough.

Therefore, A Fei and a group of old students from the Martial Arts Club value the more than 1 credits very much.

(End of this chapter)

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