Global Master

Chen Yuangan smiled and greeted the students in his class, and then pointed to the proud disciples in the class.

"I see, these are the martial arts students of our class. They are the flowers of the motherland, the hope for the future. You are looking at you, where are you looking like a martial arts student, go back quickly, don’t be embarrassed here. NS."

"Teacher, who is this? Which class is this?" Hearing Chen Yuangan's words, someone from Class 1 immediately asked maliciously.

"This seems to be the person from Class 6 who has taken the first place in the whole year in this preliminary test? Why, after the liberal arts test is completed, I want to come to the martial arts test?" the other person helped.

"Isn't there only one student from Class 6, Hong Chenghui who is a martial arts student? Why is there another one now?"

"Why is Hong Chenghui a martial arts student? He has a little money in his family, and the fit and blood strength of taking drugs."

"Boy, accept your fate, you, a liberal arts student with extremely poor talent, no matter how good your academic performance is, you can only give me shoes in the future."

"Hong Chenghui, come and take a look. This kid in your class wants to join the martial arts registration. Do you think he has a brain problem?"

A person who knew Hong Chenghui wanted to call Hong Chenghui over and laugh at Ro Ke together.

When he was training with Hong Chenghui before, he had heard Hong Chenghui talk about Ro Ke and knew that Lin Jing, whom Hong Chenghui liked, seemed to like Ro Ke. This made Hong Chenghui very angry and wanted to find a chance to fix Ro Ke.

I thought Hong Chenghui would laugh at Ro Ke immediately, but what he didn't expect was that Hong Chenghui showed a hint of sympathy to him when he heard what he said. After that, he immediately lowered his head.

"This kid Hong Chenghui seemed to fall down yesterday, and today he has a blue nose and swollen face. I am embarrassed." The man saw Hong Chenghui's scene, but didn't care and explained casually.

Ro Ke glanced at the group of people who ridiculed himself, smiled slightly, ignored them, walked to the back of the line, and began to line up.

A group of doglegs who dare to be behind Chen Yuangan, why do they have to be familiar with them?

"This person's aura fit is only 46%, but he wants to participate in the martial arts registration. Is this funny?"

Chen Yuangan saw that Luo Ke was actually queuing up, and continued to make fun of the students in his class.

"Only 46? Then he came here to waste time?"

"I heard that Kaowuko is his dream, and his life creed is: If a person has no dream, what is the difference between it and a salted fish?"

"Haha, is this person silly studying? Don't you know how to pursue your dream realistically?"

Some students in the first class echoed Chen Yuangan's mockery of Ro Ke.

Soon, the test began. More than fifty students began to line up, register the information one by one, and then start the test.

Today, there are only two main tests, fit and blood gas value.

There was a shout from time to time in the venue.

"Wow, the fit is 95% wow."

"Niu Bian, his blood value has reached eighty-five!"

"Hey, the blood energy value is only fifty-two, it seems that there is no hope for applying for the martial arts exam."

When it came to Roco, the few students in the first class behind him started the group mocking mode again.

They have already seen that Chen Yuangan hates Ro Ke very much. In this case, they are of course willing to serve as Chen Yuangan's pawns and ridicule Ro Ke for Chen Yuangan.

"This teacher, his fit is only 46%. Don't give him a test. It's a waste of time."

"If you waste everyone's time, you are wasting everyone's life."

"The fit is less than 50% of ordinary people. I want to take the martial arts exam. Is this person mentally ill?"

...

Several people were talking about it. At this time, a clear and sweet voice sounded: "Who said that the Rocco fit is only 46%? His current fit has reached 100%."

When everyone heard this pleasant voice, they turned their heads and saw a woman wearing a light yellow long-sleeved shirt and a black A-line skirt, and she came forward.

"Isn't this Mr. Cheng, the teacher of the sixth class? Hong Chenghui is a martial arts student in your class. Are you here to waste time too?"

"Ms. Cheng, it doesn't matter if you are partial to the students in your class, but you also have to pay attention to facts. He is a liberal arts student, how can the fit degree reach 100%?"

"For a thin young man like him, if the fit reaches 100%, I will live broadcast."

"The fit has reached 100%, so it's a quasi-warrior. Look at the thin and thin look of this student in your class, do you look like a quasi-warrior?"

"Let's make a bet. If my fit is more than 100%, how about you kneel down and apologize to me?"

Ro Ke faintly smiled and said proudly.

If these people only despise him, he wouldn't bother to care about it, but if he talked to Cheng Linglong like this, he felt that he had to teach these people a lesson.

"Yes, I bet with you, if you lose, then you kneel down and apologize to us, and ask us to forgive you."

"This person is only 46% fit, and he dare to say that his fit is more than 100%. It's really arrogant."

"Let's bet with him that all teachers and students in the school will get to know this person who likes to brag!"

A quasi-martialist with a 100% fit, his body absorbs spiritual energy several times faster than ordinary people. Such people have very high physical functions. Although they may not be tall, they must look very strong and will not look like them. Roco looked thin and weak like this.

They were full of confidence and felt that this time they would be able to speak out for Chen Yuangan, the head teacher, and each triumphantly, waiting for Roco to make a fool of himself.

It's a pity that they didn't feel proud for five seconds before they were frightened by the test teacher's screams.

"The fit has reached 200%?! Is there something wrong with this instrument?"

Everyone present was shocked when they heard what the test teacher said.

The originally noisy meeting place became quiet and silent because of this sentence.

Since the establishment of Shanhai Middle School, there has never been a student whose aura fit has reached 200%.

Even Principal Ping, who had just passed the inspection, was shocked, and hurriedly ran over and asked, "Which student's fit has reached 200%?"

"This is Luo Ke, a student in our class. I know he fits well, but the number of two hundred is really scary."

Cheng Linglong explained.

A two-hundred percent aura fit, which is really terrifying.

If it is one hundred, she can still accept it, and if two hundred appear, she has some doubts whether the test instrument is broken.

"This must be a broken instrument!"

After Chen Yuangan heard this, he was very sure, "I have checked the fit of this person, and it is only 46%. How can it be 200? Besides, how can anyone have a fit that can reach 100% before he is a minor. Of two hundred??"