Global Catastrophic: My Kung Fu Automatically Cultivates

The harvest was great, but the harvest was not easy.

The Zhongming team had a good harvest today. After a long plan, they finally succeeded in ambushing a nest of black frogs and won 200,000 points.

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

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

Wild beasts hide during the day and come out at night, and they have certain hiding methods and escape awareness, which makes hunting more and more difficult.

If it is a head-on confrontation, humans will definitely have a great advantage in the wilderness area within the country.

But the beasts will not give them this opportunity, so it is not easy to win 200,000 points in one day.

"Cousin, how about it, is it okay to follow us? In the past half month, you are almost breaking through to the martial arts master."

"You can get 2,000 credits today." Huang Mao pulled Zhan Xiong and boasted in high spirits.

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

2,000 credits?

Oh, he worked hard all day, and his contribution was not much worse than other members of the team, but he could only get 1%.

He didn't dare to tell Huang Mao that Lu Chong's 87th team had gained more than 100,000 points every day in the past few days, and everyone could get tens of thousands of credits.

Compared with those classmates, he was so poor.

"If I hadn't rejected Lu Chong at the beginning, now..." Zhan Xiong sighed to himself, knowing that it was useless to think about it now.

That team could no longer accommodate him.

"That 87th team, how are they doing recently? Are they scared and afraid to enter the wilderness?" Huang Mao asked with a teasing smile.

Since the last unpleasant encounter, the two teams have not met again, so Huang Mao and his friends don't know the current situation of the 87th team.

And Zhan Xiong, the only one who knows the situation, didn't even bother to mention it.

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

"The 87th team ranked 100th on the monthly list, from Jiangnan Wuda, captain Lu Chong?!"

One of the team members almost popped his eyes out, "How is this possible?"

Huang Mao also noticed that place at this time following the gaze of others, and was dumbfounded for a moment, "This... are they really them?"

Zhan Xiong's eyes widened, but his eyes were a little empty, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He knew that the 87th team had made a lot of gains, but he didn't expect that they would be on the top 100 of the monthly list so soon.

This is the total ranking of the teams that entered the third-level wilderness area in the country. Needless to say, how valuable it is.

Although his Zhongming team is currently ranked 29th on the monthly list, their players are all experienced old hunters.

Moreover, most of the players are martial artists.

Another point is that Lu Chong's 87th team entered the wilderness on the 17th of this month.

In other words, it took only half a month for this newly formed freshman team to defeat most of the teams in the country and enter the monthly list.

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 no big deal. No matter how much they improve, their current strength is still not as good as ours."

"Besides, we are also improving, 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 harvest of the day, he quickly left with his men.

He understood best how much significance it had for the freshman team to be on the monthly rankings in half a month.

Moreover, among this group of freshmen, there was only one martial artist, and the rest were just warriors.

…

In the Jiangnan Wu University Villa District, on the second floor of a villa located halfway up the mountain, Wenren Jinghong stared at the light screen on the wall, her sexy lips slightly raised, her eyes full of charm.

"Did you see it? Yanzi, our junior brother took only half a month to lead a group of warriors to the monthly rankings of the third-level district."

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

Liu Feiyan's eyes were facing the sea view in the distance, but his eyes were closed, his whole body was boiling, and pure energy was constantly entering his body from all directions.

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

"Unfortunately, he is still too weak for us, and can't catch up

This year's martial arts competition." Liu Feiyan continued.

Wenren Jinghong curled himself up on the soft sofa, with his long white legs folded on the coffee table, and said indifferently: "The school martial arts competition is only temporary."

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

Liu Feiyan turned around, drank a large glass of white wine on the coffee table, and went downstairs after leaving a word.

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

"You... Alas! "

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

...

Beijing, North China Martial Arts University.

Zhao Yuntian had just returned from the third-level wilderness area in the suburbs, covered in blood.

He temporarily followed the sophomores to hunt in the wilderness, but his performance in the wilderness was not inferior to any team member.

Even the captain who reached the fifth stage of martial arts praised him and said that his strength was not inferior to his own.

"Third stage martial arts master, by the time of the National College Students Martial Arts Competition, I will be able to reach the fourth stage of martial arts master."

Zhao Yuntian was full of fighting spirit, "Lu Chong, this time, I hope you 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 Martial Arts University, has made it to the monthly list? "

"This captain Lu Chong, wouldn't it be the last time..." The team member couldn't continue speaking halfway.

After all, Zhao Yuntian, who was defeated by Lu Chong, was right next to him.

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

"Yuntian, are you okay?" The captain asked.

"Captain, I'm going to practice." Zhao Yuntian lowered his head, walked away quickly, and headed straight for the school's energy chamber.

"Not enough, not enough, I want to be stronger!"

...

Not only the two schools in the north and south, but also major universities across the country, various folk organizations, aristocratic families, martial arts halls, and even officials and military personnel, all noticed this group of rising stars on this day.

This is not an exaggeration, because every team or individual who is newly listed on the monthly performance list will receive attention from all parties.

Not to mention that it is a team formed entirely by freshmen.

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

At this time, Lu Chong was helping his teammates to reach the martial arts master level.