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After being shocked, almost everyone’s first reaction was to suspect that there was something wrong with the instrument.

Because this is simply impossible!

What is this concept?

You are a 8th-dan black iron man with combat power comparable to the 1st-dan bronze man?

Can you directly fight across two small levels?

What, are you taking anti-inflammatory drugs?

“Fuck, you scared me.”

Listening to the discussions around him, Uncle Xiao Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, he almost thought that his reputation as the number one genius in Beishan Middle School could not be kept, but it was a false alarm.

What kind of broken instrument? How could such a low-level bug appear?

You know, the current number one genius in Yuzhou City, Gu Yuexi from Yuzhou Middle School, is said to have been stuck in the ninth level of Black Iron for several months, and his combat power value is only about 1080.

A black iron eighth-dan with a combat power of 1,200… A genius of this level can only exist in first-tier big cities such as Beijing and Demon City, right?

“There is such an awesome genius in our rubbish school? Ha, bullshit!”

Uncle Xiao Chuan curled his lips and didn’t take this incident too seriously. He turned around and continued walking towards the door.

He happened to pass by Lin Youmeng and others.

“No. 687? This seems to be Chu Ming’s number, right?” Lin Youmeng said confusedly: “He, why is he only at the eighth level of Black Iron? What the hell is a thousand-two combat power?”

“Is there a bug in the instrument? This is…”

“I’m sure, Chu Ming is obviously a second-dan black iron man!”

Several girls on the side were also shocked and confused. They also remembered that No. 687 seemed to be Chu Ming.

“Chu Ming?”

Uncle Xiao Chuan paused for a moment, and his heart, which was still a bit hanging, was finally completely relieved.

Is this actually Chu Ming’s test result?

Then… you can be 100% sure that there is something wrong with the instrument!

Just kidding, that guy has been stuck in the second level of black iron for more than a year. He only scored one point in the second model test last time. It has only been less than a month. How could he suddenly become so awesome?

What, can you still cheat?

At this time, the test teacher, who had gone to the toilet to finish smoking, returned to Test Room 3 and found that Chu Ming had left.

“Damn it, why does this little brat feel a little evil?”

The test teacher frowned and murmured to himself. He still hadn’t figured it out. Chu Ming was so arrogant and domineering just now. Why couldn’t he be angry with him?

Forget it, a second-dan black iron waste, too lazy to argue with him.

The test teacher shook his head and didn’t bother to think about it anymore. He just thought that he had some minor mental problems caused by working overtime too much.

Then he walked over to clear the data on the instrument and called the next student in for testing.

But out of curiosity, he still glanced at the data on the instrument screen, wanting to see how much combat power value Chu Ming, a novice, could measure.

The result…it exploded at one glance!

“ah?!”

“One…thousand battle strength? Eighth-dan Black Iron?!”

The test teacher was stunned and everyone was dumbfounded.

Digging!

Am I really fucking mentally disturbed? !

At this time, the door of the testing room was opened, and another testing teacher came in, frowning and asked: “Teacher Wang, what’s going on with the instruments here? How come the combat power of the Black Iron Eighth Stage 1200 was measured? ? Didn’t you check it before the test?”

Teacher Wang came back to his senses, scratched his head and said, “Is there something wrong with the instrument? It shouldn’t be! I only checked it once half a year ago!”

“…”

Another teacher’s eyes twitched and he said speechlessly: “Who was testing in this room just now?”

Teacher Wang: “Well, it’s Chu Ming, the one with S-level talent…”

“Is it him? Then there must be something wrong with this test data! Hurry up and debug it! I’m convinced, I’m shocked!”

…

On the other side, Chu Ming has arrived at the school library, ready to pick up a book of spiritual skills.

He is now certain that the quality of his spiritual power is extremely good. The twelfth level of Lingyuan Gong… is probably equivalent to a fourth-level or above magic formula, right?

He now urgently wants to know how terrifying the combat power such an awesome quality of spiritual power can be if paired with a spiritual skill?

“Spiritual quality… should be understood as basic attack power, right? It’s definitely not enough to have basic attack power. What’s the difference between that and a super soldier? You have to learn some skills…”

Thinking secretly in his heart, Chu Ming stepped into the door of the library, looked around for a while, and saw that no one came to drive him away. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and headed towards the spiritual skills upstairs.Walk to the area.

He remembered that the school library was surrounded by a magic circle that could detect students’ spiritual power levels. If students below the fifth level of Black Iron entered the library, they would be thrown out directly by the teacher on duty.

It would be cruel to force the teacher to do something…

Don’t ask how Chu Ming knew!

When he came to the spiritual skills area and looked at the various spiritual skills on the bookshelf, Chu Ming’s eyes were shining, and he had the urge to take out the memory bread and eat all the spiritual skills.

But within the monitoring range of the magic circle, if you do this, the existence of memory bread will definitely be exposed…

This kind of epic trump card must not be let to the second person.

“‘Kun Fist’, ‘Lightning Five Continuous Whip’, ‘Hua Fa’, ‘Iron Mountain Reliance’…why are they all first-grade low-level rubbish spiritual skills?”

A student can only receive one spiritual skill, so Chu Ming naturally had to choose carefully, but he couldn’t find one he was satisfied with after a long time of selection.

Most of the spiritual skills in Beishan Middle School’s library are first-grade, suitable only for black iron-level spiritual practitioners, and their improvement in combat power is average.

There are also second-grade spiritual skills, but… they are all kept in the principal’s office.

Only bronze-level spiritual practitioners are suitable for practicing second-grade spiritual skills. Black iron-level spiritual practitioners are not unable to practice it, but the difficulty is ridiculously high, and almost no one can successfully practice it.

All the students in the school are at the Black Iron level, so giving them second-level spiritual skills is useless, and will actually delay their cultivation.

“”Wood Vine Technique” is a first-grade high-level wood-type spiritual skill, attack control type, recommended for spiritual cultivators of the eighth level or above of black iron…”

“After mastering it, you can use your spiritual power to condense vines to whip or strangle the enemy. There are nine levels in total…”

“What? Is your mother haunting you?”

Chu Mingdan grinned in pain. He finally found a first-grade high-level spiritual skill. Why is this attack method so bad?

I wanted to give up, but suddenly I saw a line of notes on the last page of “Mudo Technique”.

“Note: “Muteng Technique” is a simplified version of the fifth-grade mid-level spiritual skill “Years”. It is extremely difficult to practice and requires a very high level of understanding to get started. However, after getting started, the increase in combat power is also extremely high.”

“Practice with caution! Practice with caution! Practice with caution!”

Chu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of interest in his eyes.

If you want to say that…then I have to practice!

The main theme is a rebellious one!

“Cultivation is extremely difficult? I want to see what a piece of memory bread can’t solve.”

“If there is, then two slices!”

Chu Ming immediately stopped hesitating, picked up “Muteng Shu” and walked towards the first floor of the library.

Originally, he wanted to choose a higher-level spiritual power cultivation method, but a student can only receive one method. If he wants to switch to other methods, he needs to apply to the school leader.

Too much trouble……

Besides, there are no advanced techniques in the school. They are all first- and second-grade ones, and they are definitely not as good as the 12th-level Lingyuan Gong.

Chu Ming was too lazy to do it.