Global Catastrophic: My Kung Fu Automatically Cultivates

The old man was very angry.

"How can a martial artist of the eighth stage reach nearly 950 kilograms in basic strength?"

Li Chengjun came back to his senses after a long time, and said in disbelief.

"Yes, this should be a strength that many martial artists of the ninth stage can hardly reach." Zhou An agreed with deep conviction.

"As far as I know, Zhao Longfei from your class 1, although he is already a martial artist of the ninth stage, seems to have a basic strength of 860 kilograms." Zhou An recalled.

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

"So cool, I got back at him again." Wang Tong was so happy.

He continued to pretend to be calm and said: "It's strange that you can understand the path of genius."

Zhou An nodded, he was a little unsure.

Li Chengjun did not refute, nor did he continue to question whether Lu Chong had taken banned drugs.

If taking drugs can give such basic strength, then he would let the students in the class take drugs without saying anything.

"Let's take a look at the other data of classmate Lu Chong." Zhou An made a round.

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

Basic speed: 23m/s92 minutes

As soon as the data came out, the three of them were silent again.

Obviously, this data once again exceeded the speed of the average martial artist of the eighth stage.

The basic speed after truly entering the martial arts is 25m/s, and Lu Chong is only the eighth stage of martial arts, which is already very close.

These results have completely shattered the speculation that Lu Chong had taken banned drugs.

It can even be said that Lu Chong's foundation is much more stable than that of people at the same level.

The three of them were slightly relieved when the last score of the nerve reaction came out.

"83 points, fortunately, he is a normal person. Otherwise, I would have wanted to catch him and do research." Zhou An said half-jokingly.

Wang Tong did not intend to let Li Chengjun, who had fallen silent, go easily. He smiled and said, "How about it, Chengjun, if Lu Chong was placed in your class, would he have such a score?"

"Sixth-level martial artist? Who are you trying to make fun of?"

Li Chengjun chuckled and smiled at Wang Tong, saying, "The old squad leader is still amazing."

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

"After all, there are three martial artists in our class 1 who are at the ninth level, and as many as nine at the eighth level."

"Besides, actual combat does not look at these rigid data, nor does it only look at martial arts, but also pays more attention to character, will, and experience."

"As for this kid, has he seen blood? Has he seen a real beast?" Li Chengjun asked confidently.

"Hmph, then let's see the real thing in the actual combat assessment." Wang Tong said, and left with a proud face.

Lu Chong has indeed never experienced real combat, not the kind of fighting and sparring between students on weekdays, but real fighting and fighting with strange beasts.

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

On the other hand, most of the students in Class 1 are rich children with deep backgrounds. They can face real strange beasts under the care of masters at home on weekdays and accumulate a lot of practical experience.

The real actual combat assessment of the college entrance examination is to face those real strange beasts in the wild hunting grounds, no longer a gentle arena competition.

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

Wang Tong sighed, and didn't think Lu Chong could achieve too excellent results in the actual combat assessment.

"Okay, don't be sour. Old Wang finally found a good seedling, and you still want to discourage him?" Zhou An looked at Li Chengjun with a smile.

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

"Let's go. The actual combat assessment will start in the afternoon. I still have to make up lessons for those little guys."

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

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

After another moment, Lu Chong walked out of the room, a little distracted.

"My basic strength and speed are beyond the level of the eighth stage of martial arts. This should be due to the secondary tempering of the Qi-gathering Art."

"It is also because the Golden Cicada Clothes improves the overall physique." Lu Chong analyzed secretly.

"But my neural response is relatively unremarkable."

"This is related to the development of the brain area.

It is not so easy to improve. "

Lu Chong just memorized these data in his heart, and then returned to the class with ease.

But when he met up with other classmates in the class, he found that everyone looked at him strangely.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chong looked at Chen Yufei on the side.

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

Lu Chong thought about it and said pertinently: "It should be ranked in the top ten in the whole school, right?"

He did not underestimate himself. Although his cultivation level did not reach the ninth stage, his strength and speed were extraordinary, so it should not be a problem to enter the top ten in the whole school.

Chen Yufei pursed his lips and raised his thumb, "More than the top ten, Brother Chong, you are directly the second in the whole school."

"That is, Xiang Yueya is 5 points higher than you, and the others, including Zhao Longfei and Huang Junyan, have been stepped down by you. ”

Even if Chen Yufei knew that Lu Chong had reached the eighth level of martial arts, he was still confused after seeing the school's ranking.

It wasn't long before Lu Chong broke through the eighth level of martial arts, but Class 1 has nine eighth-level martial arts and three ninth-level martial arts.

Who would have thought that Lu Chong, an eighth-level martial arts, would be so far ahead in basic scores and climb to second place in the school.

"Brother Chong, you are probably the one with the greatest improvement in the history of the school. I can't bear it 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 tied, ranking more than 400 among the senior students in the whole school.

And there are only more than 500 senior students in the whole No. 1 Middle School.

Chen Yufei was scared, not to mention those students in Class 5 who were not informed 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 a martial arts apprentice of the fifth degree. Who would have thought that Lu Chong, who was bullied by him at the beginning, has reached this level.

"Okay, the basic results are out."

At this time, the head teacher came over happily and said loudly: "Students who did not do well in the exam, don't be discouraged."

"The hunting ground practical assessment that will last for five days will begin this afternoon. Before that, I would like to emphasize a few points to everyone. "

Lu Chong cheered up. This was indeed his first time to participate in a real combat assessment.

The original body had never had such an opportunity before, nor did it have the conditions or courage to go to the wild hunting ground to see those bloodthirsty beasts.

This simulated combat is an opportunity.

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