Technology Cultivation System

In the martial arts arena of the Budokan, the berserk Genesis Qi fluctuation lasted for about half a minute before stopping.

After the protective formation around the arena trembled violently, it gradually returned to normal.

All the people in the audience were staring at the competition stage. At this time, Meng Changkong and Lu Zichuan were standing on the stage, staring at each other.

Seeing Lu Zichuan still standing there, the students of the Alchemy Academy under the martial arts stage burst into applause.

"Brother Chuan, awesome!"

"Brother Chuan, that kid will definitely not be able to handle it again."

"Hahaha, give a lesson to the freshmen so that they will remember it long!"

"Made, is No.1 awesome? It's not a piece of rubbish in front of Brother Chuan."

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The students of the alchemy academy were shouting crazily. In their eyes, Meng Changkong's ability to resist Lu Zichuan's sword just now was considered his limit.

In their eyes, Lu Zichuan just hit him casually.

The other onlookers were immediately afraid to speak. They knew that Meng Changkong was very strong, but after the confrontation just now, they didn't believe that Meng Changkong still had strength left.

They also felt Meng Changkong's spiritual power in that move just now, and they all felt that he was at the end of his rope.

The girl next to Jiang Ruoxue said nervously: "Ruoxue, why don't you persuade him to admit defeat quickly. If you continue to fight, I'm afraid you will be injured."

Jiang Ruoxue gritted her teeth, and then nodded. Unexpectedly, she just took a step forward, when she heard a voice from the competition stage, which made her stop, with a look of surprise on her face.

"I lost!"

Lu Zichuan's eyes were full of unwillingness, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

There was an uproar among the audience.

"This...it's impossible! Brother Chuan actually surrendered!"

"Fuck! What's going on? What happened just now?"

"I'll go, what's going on with the freshmen this year?"

Some people didn't believe this fact, and advised Lu Zichuan: "Brother Chuan, he is already at the end of his strength, if you do it again, he will definitely lie down."

"That's right! Don't admit defeat! Brother Chuan, you can be one of the best masters in the Academy of Alchemy!"

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The students in the audience frantically suggested ideas to Lu Zichuan, and Lu Zichuan felt like a galloping horse in his heart.

What the hell, you guys are on it!

During the confrontation just now, his three-color soul sword persisted for more than ten seconds and shattered immediately, and Meng Changkong's dagger shot straight at the center of his eyebrows with the remaining strength.

At that moment, he really felt death coming, his whole body was cold, and his hands and feet were stiff.

Fortunately, Meng Changkong changed the trajectory of the dagger at the last moment.The black dagger brushed across his face and hit the protective circle.

The violent trembling from the protective circle just now was mainly caused by the dagger.

The wound on his face was still aching, and the force of the golden weapon from above kept invading his body.

Lu Zichuan yelled angrily at the audience: "Grass!"

"Whoever you f*ck can come up, why are you here to teach me how to do things?"

When the audience heard Lu Zichuan's roar, there was no sound at all, and each of them was like the eggplants beaten by Shuang, and they all languished.

Lu Zichuan turned his head and said to Meng Changkong, "You won."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and jumped off the competition platform and walked outside. Today is really a shame.

Meng Changkong smiled indifferently, and shouted to Lu Zichuan: "Then I hope the senior will remember my promise."

Lu Zichuan trembled and almost fell, this freshman is really ruthless!

The freshmen in the audience were shocked by this unexpected joy, and felt a little dizzy.

This is simply a two-level reversal!The plots in the novel actually happened in reality.

"Brother Meng, awesome!"

"Fuck! From now on, this will be my God of Meng!"

"Meng Shen, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

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Jiang Ruoxue came to Meng Changkong excitedly, and for a while she didn't know what to say.

In the past, she didn't know that Meng Changkong was so powerful that he could still joke with him, but now she found that Meng Changkong was ridiculously strong, and she became a little nervous when facing him.

Meng Changkong smiled and handed the black dagger to Jiang Ruoxue, and said with a faint smile, "This is your source weapon now."

Afraid that Jiang Ruoxue might misunderstand, he explained: "Your sister asked me to entrust someone to help you build it."

Jiang Ruoxue looked at the black dagger in Meng Changkong's hand, and took it in a daze, but she felt her hand sink as soon as she took the dagger, and her wrist was almost broken.

Meng Changkong forgot that the dagger had to be imprinted with a spiritual imprint before it could be used, so he put the dagger on the arena to erase his own spiritual imprint.

"Just put your spiritual imprint on it."

Jiang Ruoxue nodded with a pink face, dripped a drop of blood on it, and when she could feel the existence of the dagger, it was much easier to pick it up.

Seeing the joy in Jiang Ruoxue's eyes, Meng Changkong said, "The name of this dagger is Youying."

"Youying?" Jiang Ruoxue smiled, waved her hand in the air, and smiled innocently, "I like it."

Meng Changkong nodded, turned his head and saw the freshmen looking at him excitedly, thinking that now is just a good opportunity, an opportunity to promote his club.

But before he could speak, he saw Gu Wanlai running over in a hurry.

When Gu Wanlai saw Meng Changkong and Jiang Ruoxue together, he became even angrier.

"Meng Changkong, you really have plenty of free time as a hands-off shopkeeper. You still have the mood to flirt with girls here."

"I'm already very busy."

When Jiang Ruoxue heard Gu Wanlai's words, her fair neck turned red to the base of her ears.

Meng Changkong rolled his eyes at Gu Wanlai, and said speechlessly, "What is flirting. Jiang Ruoxue's sister asked me to bring Jiang Ruoxue an origin device."

After explaining, he asked, "What happened to you?"

Gu Wanlai saw so many freshmen here, some of them faltered for a long time without saying a word.

Meng Changkong pulled her aside and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Since when did you talk like a bitch?"

Gu Wanlai's eyes widened in an instant, and he said dissatisfiedly, "You're a bitch."

After she finished speaking, she felt powerless for a moment, sighed and said, "The recruitment of new clubs is not satisfactory. Many freshmen in the freshman year simply don't buy it."

"Most people say that they would rather not practice than join our society. They think our society is ashamed."

Meng Changkong smiled and patted Gu Wanlai on the shoulder, "Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

Gu Wanlai was taken aback for a moment, not knowing Meng Changkong's confidence.

Meng Changkong walked directly to the competition stage, and said to the first-year freshmen who had watched his competition just now: "Students, the clubs in the school are ostracizing us now, and I know there is part of the reason."

When the freshmen heard Meng Changkong mentioning the club, they felt a little embarrassed.

Meng Changkong continued: "But I didn't plan to ask them, so I went to the school's Director An, and she has agreed to let me start a club."

"The club's name is Xinhuo, which means passing on from generation to generation. And now there are no requirements to join the club, just sign up and join!"

"Although the content of the club is leisure, but if you believe me, you will never have less training resources than other clubs in the future!"

The first-year freshmen in the audience saw Meng Changkong's strength just now, and now they heard that he was going to start a club, and they became restless.

"Fuck! God Meng is going to start a club? I'll sign up!"

"I'll sign up for one too! Follow God Meng and have meat to eat!"

"Meng Shen, I want to hug your thighs tightly! I will also pick up garbage on the street! I can pick up a sack or a sack!"

Hearing the fierce reaction of the freshmen, Gu Wanlai was a little confused, how could it be completely opposite to what she encountered.

Is there something wrong with the way she advertises?