Quanmin: Are Traders Weak? Opening Trade Jingle Cat

Tomorrow is the third mock assessment for senior high school students across the country.

In Yuzhou City, all senior high school students in the city are assessed together.

Because there is only one black iron-level novice secret realm for assessment in the entire Yuzhou City. The spirit beasts in it are generally at the second to fifth level of the black iron level, which can ensure the safety of students to the greatest extent.

The content of the assessment is very simple and crude. It depends on the number of monsters you kill and the level of the spiritual beasts you kill.

For example, if you kill a fifth-level black iron spirit beast, you can get five points.

In the first two mock exams, Chu Ming relied on the strength of the second-level black iron to kill a spiritual beast of the first-level black iron.

Got a high score of 1 point!

Ranked first in the city!

reciprocal!

It can be said to be so terrifying.

“Damn, what a shame for a time traveler…”

The more Chu Ming thought about it, the more he felt fucked up. He had to regain his face this time.

Returning to the 10-square-meter rental house, I threw the floor towel with the things wrapped in it on the bed.

Chu Ming picked up the bag of memory bread and quickly came to the computer, preparing to search for the contents of “Ling Yuan Gong”.

But as soon as I connected to the Internet, several group chat messages popped up in the lower right corner.

It’s a group chat for the Awakening Class 1 of the senior year at Beishan Middle School.

“I heard that tomorrow’s mock test will have new assessment content?”

“Yes, it seems to have increased the difficulty a lot.”

“I’m convinced, Jiba! I only got fifteen points in the second model. It’s already difficult enough, right? The third model is even more difficult. Do you want me to die?”

“Damn it, am I still taking the market trade test? I jumped!”

“Fuck! Don’t jump yet, I’ll follow you automatically!”

“It’s over. It is said that the first model is the most difficult. Why is it that in our year, the third model is more powerful? I feel like I failed this time!”

When he saw the last piece of news, Chu Ming’s eyes twitched and he secretly cursed an idiot.

Just because the person who sent this message is called Chen Hehao, a spiritual practitioner who has awakened the A-level thunder element talent and is at the eighth level of black iron.

You know, most of the peers who have awakened their talents are only at the fifth level of black iron at this time.

When this guy was in the same mold, he scored a high score of 182, breaking the school record, and he was considered the top student among top students.

And because he has awakened an A-level talent that is only one in a million, he has long been recommended to a first-class spiritual university.

But every time before the exam, this guy would sigh in the class, saying that he was absolutely doomed this time and would definitely not do well in the exam.

As soon as the results came out…hey! Still first!

Isn’t this pure cerebral palsy?

In the group chat at this time, after Chen Hehao sent the message, the entire group was silent for a few seconds.

Obviously, the others were also left speechless by him.

This kind of cocky academic who likes to show off is really annoying.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Chen Hehao was probably a little embarrassed, so he sent another message: “Hey, it’s okay, anyway, there is an S-level genius at the bottom of our class!”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the group instantly became lively.

“Hahaha, that’s right. Isn’t there a little genius who practices Lingyuan Gong in our class?”

“It’s over, Brother Ming is completely useless this time! Last time in the second model, he worked hard to get just one point. This time in the third model, with the strength… he won’t get even one point, right?”

“@chuming, to be honest, you should give up the exam. This mock exam is too dangerous for you.”

“@chuming, brother Ming, have you been promoted to the third level of black iron? I heard that there are spiritual beasts of the ninth level of black iron in tomorrow’s assessment secret realm. What are you going to do?”

“Brother Ming! Let me teach you! If you encounter a black iron ninth-level spirit beast, just slide it with a shovel! Kill it on the spot!”

“Ha ha ha ha……”

The group was filled with happy air.

Ever since Chu Ming awakened [Trader of All Realms], he became the talk of all the students in the school, and he was nagged for a whole year.

There is no way, a useless S-level talent is too special.

Seeing all the teasing in the group, Chu Ming remained expressionless, as he had long been used to it.

Did the third mock exam actually become more difficult?

Damn it, it’s already difficult, right?

Chu Ming couldn’t help complaining. With his second-level black iron strength, if he were to participate in the third model like this, let alone get points, he felt that whether he could survive would be a problem.

He couldn’t help but look at the memory bread on the table, and could only hope that the effect of this thing was powerful enough.

I immediately stopped thinking about it and searched for “Ling Yuan Gong” on my computer.

As a “universal method” that can be practiced by all people, the content is naturally public.

The whole book has about 3,000 words.

“3,000 words… How many pieces of memory bread would it take to print them all?”

Chu Ming frowned. He didn’t want to waste too much of such a powerful prop as memory bread on such a rubbish method as “Ling Yuan Gong”.

After thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He quickly copied the content of “Ling Yuan Gong” and pasted it into WPS, reducing the number of words to the minimum.

It was so dense that the words were almost invisible.

But the area was also reduced to the extent that it could be printed by a piece of memory bread.

What the blue fat man said was that as long as the content was printed on the bread and eaten, you could learn it, and there was no requirement for the font size, right?

I don’t know if this operation will work…

With a try-it mentality, Chu Ming opened the package of memory bread, took out a piece, and put the bread slice directly on the computer screen.

Pick it up and take a look.

Hey! It’s really printed!

It’s really not ordinary bread!

Chu Ming did not hesitate and swallowed the bread in one gulp. He was about to drink some water and swallow it.

As a result, this thing melted in his mouth!

It was like the elixir in the immortal novels, as if it turned into some kind of energy and poured into his body.

Chu Ming waited nervously for a while, and suddenly widened his eyes.

“Here it comes! Here it comes! I feel it!”

Click.

A crisp sound came from the depths of his mind.

It was as if some bottleneck was broken.

Chu Ming could clearly feel that he had never been able to break through the second level of Ling Yuan Gong. At this moment, it was like a cheat, and he instantly practiced to the ninth level!

The spiritual energy around him began to gather crazily in his body, and the spiritual power level suddenly jumped up like a sea body expanding.

Directly rushed from the second stage of Black Iron to the sixth stage of Black Iron!

Four levels in a row!

“Wow! It’s even better than setting it up!”

Chu Ming was so excited that he almost shit on the bed.

Half a year!

Stuck at the second stage of Black Iron for a whole six months!

Do you know how he spent the past six months? !

He was playing badly every day, and he almost died of idleness!

After barely calming down, Chu Ming felt the surging spiritual power in his body and tried to operate the Lingyuan Gong.

His body seemed to have turned into a vortex, madly absorbing the spiritual energy around him, and after being refined by the Lingyuan Gong, it was quickly converted into spiritual power.

“Fuck, so fast?”

Chu Ming was shocked.

He could clearly feel that the speed of absorbing and refining spiritual energy at the ninth level of Lingyuan Gong was many times faster than that of the second level.

Before, if he wanted to break through from the second stage of Black Iron to the third stage of Black Iron, he needed to practice hard for at least five or six months.

And now… Chu Ming felt that relying on the ninth level of Lingyuan Gong, it would take less than ten days to break through from the sixth stage of Black Iron to the seventh stage!

What does this mean?

Chen Hehao, who was showing off in the group just now, practiced a thunder attribute technique that matched his talent. Compared with his peers, his training speed was as fast as diarrhea.

But he was stuck at the sixth level of Black Iron for more than a month!

“Is it so awesome to practice the ninth level of Lingyuan Gong?”

Chu Ming was a little surprised.

After all, this is just a basic technique without attributes. Only people who have not awakened their talents will choose to practice it, and the upper limit of practice is only the peak of bronze level.

Logically speaking, even if you practice all nine levels of Lingyuan Gong, the training speed will not be much faster, right?

However… it seems that there is no one in the country who has practiced Lingyuan Gong to the ninth level? The highest is only six or seven levels.

“Will there be any qualitative change when this thing is practiced to the eighth or ninth level?”

Chu Ming estimated that this was the only explanation. He frowned and looked at the “Lingyuan Gong” on the computer, trying to find the answer.

As a result, he was suddenly stunned.

An inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

Lingyuan Gong… is there really only nine levels?

Why do I feel like I can go further?