Global catastrophe: My martial arts practice automatically

Team Zhong Ming had a good harvest today. After planning for a long time, they finally successfully ambushed a nest of Blackpool Frogs and gained a total of 200,000 achievement points.

On the way back to the fortress, the team members were very excited.

Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to achieve such a big gain during the day.

Wild animals lurk during the day and emerge at night, and they have certain hiding methods and escape consciousness, making hunting more and more difficult.

If it were a head-on confrontation, humans would definitely have a great advantage in the wilderness areas within the territory.

But the alien beasts would not give them such a chance, so it was extremely difficult to gain 200,000 battle points in one day.

"Cousin, how about it? Is there anything wrong with following us? In the past half month, you have almost become a martial artist."

"You can get two thousand credits for this trip today." Huang Mao pulled Zhan Xiong and boasted enthusiastically.

Zhan Xiong smiled bitterly to himself, it was really hard for him to refute his cousin in person.

Two thousand credits?

Haha, after a hard day's work, my credit is not much worse than that of other members of the team, but I can only get one percent.

He didn't dare to tell Huang Mao that Lu Chong's Team 87 had gained hundreds of thousands of achievement points every day in the past few days, and everyone could get tens of thousands of credits.

Compared with those classmates, I am simply poor.

"If I hadn't rejected Lu Chong at the beginning, now..." Zhan Xiong sighed secretly, knowing that nothing he could think about now was useless.

That team can no longer accommodate me.

"What about Team 87? How are you doing recently? Are you too scared to enter the wilderness?" Huang Mao asked with a teasing smile.

Since the last unpleasant experience, the two teams have not encountered each other again, so Huang Mao and the others do not know the current situation of Team 87.

Zhan Xiong, the only one who knew the situation, was too embarrassed to mention it again.

"Shut up." At this time, Zhong Chuyun, who had already entered the fortress to inquire, suddenly shouted coldly and looked up at the team in the bottom column on the light screen.

"No. 100 on the monthly list, Team 87, from Jiangnan Wuhan University, captain Lu Chong?!"

One team member's eyes almost popped out of his head, "How is this possible?"

Huang Mao also followed the gazes of others and noticed it at this time, and was stunned for a moment, "This...is this really them?"

Zhan Xiong's eyes widened, but they were a little hollow, and he felt a lot of discomfort in his heart.

I knew that Team 87 had gained a lot, but I didn’t expect to reach the top 100 on the monthly rankings so quickly.

This is the overall ranking of teams that have entered the third-level wilderness area across the country. It goes without saying how valuable it is.

Although his Zhongming team is currently ranked 29th on the monthly rankings, their members are all experienced hunters.

Moreover, most of the team members are martial arts masters.

Another point is that Lu Chong's 87th Team entered the wilderness starting from the 17th of this month.

In other words, it only took half a month for this newly established team to defeat the vast majority of teams across the country and reach the monthly rankings.

When he thought of this, Zhan Xiong felt more and more disappointed, as if he had missed the best opportunity.

Huang Mao seemed to be aware of it, regained his composure, patted Zhan Xiong and said: "Don't think too much, it's not a big deal. No matter how much progress they make, their current strength is still not as good as ours."

"Moreover, we are also making progress, and we will not be caught up by them just because they are young." What Huang Mao said seems to make sense.

"Let's go!" Zhong Chuyun's voice was a little cold. After handing over the day's harvest, he quickly left with the others.

He understands best how significant it is for the freshman team to reach the monthly record rankings within half a month.

What's more, there is only one martial artist among this group of freshmen, and the rest are just warriors.

…

On the second floor of a villa located on the mountainside in the villa area of ​​Jiangnan Wuhan University students, Wen Renjinghong stared at the light screen on the wall, his sexy lips slightly raised, and his eyes full of charm.

"Did you see it? Yanzi, our junior brother, led a group of warriors to the monthly ranking of the third-level area in just half a month."

Wenren Jinghong shifted his gaze and looked at Liu Feiyan who was meditating on the balcony.

Liu Feiyan's eyes were facing the seascape in the distance, but his eyes were tightly closed. His blood was boiling all over his body, and pure energy was constantly entering his body from all directions.

After another long breath, Liu Feiyan woke up from practice, opened his eyes, and said coldly: "It's indeed good."

"Unfortunately, he is still too weak for us and cannot keep up with this year's martial arts competition." Liu Feiyan continued.

Wen Ren Jinghong nestled himself on the soft sofa, and folded his jade-white long legs on the coffee table. He said nonchalantly: "The school martial arts competition is only temporary."

"What I care about is his potential in the future. If he can be brought into the Jinghong team or into our family, it will definitely be a big help to me."

Liu Feiyan turned around, drank a large glass of white wine on the coffee table, and went downstairs without saying a word.

"But, he doesn't seem to be interested in you."

"You...oh!"

Wenren Jinghong was choked and speechless. Didn't this Yanzi know how to save some face for others?

…

Beijing, North China Martial Arts University.

Zhao Yuntian had just returned from killing people in the third-level wilderness area in the suburbs, and he was covered in the smell of blood.

He temporarily followed the sophomore seniors to hunt animals in the wilderness, but his performance in the wilderness area was not inferior to any of the team members.

Even the captain who had reached the fifth level of martial arts was full of praise for him, saying that his strength was not inferior to his own.

"Third-level martial arts master. When the National College Student Martial Arts Competition is held, I will reach the fourth-level martial arts master."

Zhao Yuntian was full of fighting spirit, "Lu Chong, this time, I hope you will have the opportunity to participate and compete with me again."

At this time, a team member next to him suddenly exclaimed, "Team 87, a team formed entirely by freshmen from Jiangnan Wuhan University, has made it to the monthly rankings?"

"This captain Lu Chong, could it be the same as last time..." Halfway through, the team member couldn't continue.

After all, Zhao Yuntian, who was defeated by Lu Chong, was by his side.

Zhao Yuntian's eyes were slightly red, staring at the name on the screen.

"Yuntian, are you okay?" The captain stepped forward and asked.

"Captain, I'm going to practice." Zhao Yuntian lowered his head and left quickly, heading straight to the school's Yuan Neng secret room.

"It's not enough, it's not enough, I want to be stronger!"

…

Not only the northern and southern schools, but also major universities across the country, various private organizations, aristocratic families, martial arts schools, and even people from the government and the military all noticed this group of rising stars on this day.

This is not an exaggeration, because every new team or individual that appears on the monthly performance list will receive attention from all parties.

What's more, it's still a team formed entirely by freshmen.

Even Principal Wei, who was far away in Guanyuncheng No. 1 Middle School, called Principal Fang out for a drink and sighed happily, "This kid is still so outstanding."

At this time, Lu Chong was helping his team members to reach the martial arts realm.