Global Cataclysm: My Martial Arts Practice Automatically

"The eighth rank of martial apprentice, how can the basic strength reach nearly 950 kilograms?"

It took a long time for Li Chengjun to come back to his senses, and he couldn't believe it.

"Yeah, this should be a power that many martial disciples are difficult to achieve." Zhou An agreed.

"As far as I know, Zhao Longfei from Class 1 of yours, although he is already a ninth dan apprentice, his basic strength seems to be 860 kilograms." Zhou An recalled.

Wang Tong said lightly from the side: "That may be because Zhao Longfei's foundation is not solid enough."

"It's so cool, I went back again." Wang Tong was so happy.

He continued to pretend to be calm and said: "The path of genius, you can understand it."

Zhou An nodded, he was a little uncertain.

Li Chengjun did not refute, nor did he continue to question whether Lu Chong was taking illegal drugs.

If taking medicine can have such basic strength, then he will let the students in the class take medicine without saying a word.

"Let's see how Lu Chong's other stats are." Zhou An said in a roundabout way.

Not long after, Lu Chong's third statistic also appeared on the screen.

Base speed: 23m/s92 minutes

As soon as the data came out, the three were silent for a while.

Obviously, this data once again exceeded the speed that the average martial artist should have.

The base speed after really stepping into a martial artist is 25m/s. Lu Chong is only the eighth rank of martial artist, and he is already very close.

These achievements have completely shattered the conjecture that Lu Chong had taken illegal drugs.

It can even be said that Lu Chong's foundation is far more stable than those of his peers.

When the score for the last neural response came out, the three were slightly relieved.

"83 points, fortunately, he is a normal person. Otherwise, I would like to take him back to do research." Zhou An said half-jokingly.

However, Wang Tong did not intend to easily let go of Li Chengjun, who was silent on the side. He smiled and said: "How about it, Chengjun, if you put Lu Chong in your class, will you get this result?"

"Sixth Duan of Martial Apprentice? Who are you trying to laugh at?"

Li Chengjun snorted, put a smile on Wang Tong and said, "The old squad leader is still very good."

"However, these basic data are only one aspect. The real actual combat assessment is the key point. Don't let him meet people in our class."

"After all, there are three of our Class 1 apprentices in the ninth dan, and there are as many as nine in the eighth stage."

"Besides, in actual combat, you don't need to look at these rigid data, not just martial skills, but also focus, will, and experience."

"Just this kid, has he ever seen blood? Has he ever seen a real alien beast?" Li Chengjun asked confidently.

"Hmph, then let's see the real chapter in the actual combat assessment." After Wang Tong finished speaking, he threw his sleeves away with a face full of arrogance.

Indeed, Lu Chong has never experienced a real combat, not the usual battles between students, but a real combat with alien beasts.

Those who have not experienced this kind of actual combat can hardly imagine the difference.

On the other hand, those students in Class 1 are mostly children of wealthy families with profound backgrounds. They can face real strange beasts and accumulate a lot of practical experience under the escort of experts at home on weekdays.

The real college entrance examination is to face the real beasts in the wild hunting ground, and it is no longer a gentle arena.

"I don't know the actual combat experience I usually instilled in Lu Chong, how much he has learned, alas..."

Wang Tong sighed and didn't think Lu Chong could get too good results in the actual combat test.

"Okay, don't eat the grapes and say that the grapes are sour. Pharaoh finally found a good seedling, and you still want to attack them?" Zhou An looked at Li Chengjun with a smile.

Li Chengjun laughed and laughed, "You know, I just don't want the old monitor to waste too much time in the regular class."

"Let's go, the actual combat assessment will start in the afternoon, and I have to make up for the group of little brats."

After Li Chengjun left, Zhou An, director of the Academic Affairs Office, took a deep look at the testing room where Lu Chong was, and then hurried away.

He was going to inform the old principal of Lu Chong's test results. From the old principal's perspective, he should be able to see something.

After a while, Lu Chong walked out of the room, some thoughts were out of his mind.

"My basic strength and speed are beyond the level of the eighth rank of a martial apprentice. This should be the reason for the second tempering of the Qi Suppression Art."

"It's also because Jin Chanyi improves the overall physique." Lu Chong secretly analyzed.

"My neural responses, however, were relatively unremarkable."

"This is an aspect related to the development of brain fields, and it is indeed not that easy to improve."

Lu Chong just kept the data in his heart and went back to the class with ease.

It's just that after he rendezvoused with the other students in the class, he found that everyone looked at him strangely.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chong looked at Chen Yufei who was beside him.

"What else can you do, Brother Chong, everyone's results have been announced." Chen Yufei exclaimed, "Your basic score is 350 points. Do you know how much you rank?"

Lu Chong thought about it for a while, and then said eloquently, "Should be able to rank in the top ten of the school, right?"

He didn't underestimate himself. Although he didn't reach the ninth dan in his cultivation, his strength and speed were exceptional, so it shouldn't be a problem to enter the top ten in the school.

Chen Yufei pursed his lips and raised his thumbs, "It's not just the top ten, Chong brother, you are directly the second in the school."

"That is, Xiang Yueya is 5 points higher than you. The others, including Zhao Longfei and Huang Junyan, have been trampled by you."

Even if Chen Yufei knew that Lu Chong had reached the eighth rank of martial arts, he would be stunned after seeing the school's ranking.

It wasn't long before Lu Chong broke through the 8th dan, but Class 1 had nine 8th dan and three 9th dan.

Who would have thought that Lu Chong, an eighth rank martial artist, would have climbed to the second place in the school directly on the basis of his basic scores.

"Brother Chong, I'm afraid you are the one with the greatest progress in the history of the school. I can't bear to see if the school doesn't give you an award."

Chen Yufei still remembers that in the test more than a month ago, he and Lu Chong were almost in no particular order, ranking among more than 400 senior high school students.

And there are only more than 500 high school students in the entire No. 1 middle school.

Chen Yufei was frightened, not to mention the class 5 students who didn't know about it in advance.

For example, Sun Ze, who was defeated by Lu Chong in two battles some time ago, looked away when he saw Lu Chong.

He is still the fifth rank of Martial Apprentice. Who would have thought that Lu Chong, who was bullied by him at the beginning, has already reached such a height.

"Okay, the basic results are out."

At this time, the head teacher came over beamingly and said loudly, "If you haven't passed the exam, don't be discouraged."

"This afternoon, the five-day hunting field actual combat assessment will begin. Before that, I would like to emphasize a few points to everyone."

Lu Chong cheered up, this was indeed the first time he participated in the real combat test.

The original body did not have such an opportunity before, neither the conditions nor the courage to go to the wild hunting ground to see those bloodthirsty alien beasts.

This simulated combat is an opportunity.

And this level is even more crucial to whether Lu Chong can get the first place.