I Can Level Up By Staying Idle

Xia Guo, late at night.

General Bureau of Martial Arts, Metaverse Novice Village Management Team.

In the office of team leader Nie Qing, the lights were still on.

"Lao Luo, Xiao Yuan! What do you think about the new black soil that has emerged from the novice proving ground?" In front of the sandalwood desk, Nie Qing, who was wearing a blue work shirt, looked at asked the two deputy leaders of the management group. .seven

"Village chief! What's so good about this?" Deputy leader Xiao Yuan lit a cigarette and said nonchalantly, "Isn't it just an ordinary third-order martial arts apprentice? Look at him yesterday. In terms of performance in the novice proving ground late, I estimate that the combat skills are only at the level of the early third-order, and at most will not exceed the middle-stage of the third-order!"

The village head is Xiao Yuan's nickname for the group head.

After all, they are the management group, and they manage the novice village.

The Metaverse Bounty issued by the Novice Proving Ground last night was also issued after their approval.

"I feel...it's very ordinary!" Another older deputy group elder, Luo Ye, said, "Black soil's talent for brain thinking should be pretty good, but the talent for physical growth is just too much. It's rubbish! Otherwise, with such high combat skills, it is impossible to be just a martial arts apprentice, it should have been a full-fledged martial artist! If you look at it comprehensively... the partiality is too serious, and there is no training value!"

"The village chief, wouldn't you drag me and Lao Luo to work overtime in the middle of the night just because of such a trivial matter?" Xiao Yuan complained, and after thinking about it, he muttered again, " But... it seems that it is really difficult for Xinxing Village to have any major events! Occasionally I have nothing to do overtime, which seems to be not bad! By the way, can I report overtime pay at night?"

"Hehe! I'm not asking you, how is his talent!" Nie Qing lit a cigarette for himself and threw it to Lao Luo, "I just think, this kid It's too arrogant! He's like this, obviously he wants to use our novice proving ground to use the medicine! It must be suppressed!"

Lao Luo nodded: "The original winning streak of the novice proving ground was 18 games, and he has now won 20 consecutive games, so he should really suppress it! Otherwise, if the winning streak is too high, then It's too watery!"

"There are already many senior formal warriors who have accepted the bounty task we issued! Let's drink tea and watch his winning streak stop at 20 games! But..." Nie Qing suddenly said, "This kid hasn't landed in the Metaverse yet, shouldn't he be cowardly? In that case, wouldn't we set up a game for nothing?"

At this moment, Gao Yue, the team leader's secretary, pushed the door and walked in, reporting: "Team leader, the black soil has landed in the Metaverse, and has started matching in the novice proving ground! Why don't you go and have a look?"

The plan is to arrange the nine official warriors selected from weak to strong and match them to him!"

"Yes! Team leader!" The secretary said, and quickly made arrangements.

"Come! Tea!"

The three leaders of the management team did not take "black soil" seriously. In their opinion... isn't it a martial arts apprentice? How strong can it be? The middle stage of the third-order has already reached the sky!

Besides, even if it is really the middle stage of the third order, it is only 18 years old! How does it compare with the nine "old fritters" official warriors they carefully selected?

Sure enough, only five minutes later, the secretary pushed the door open again.

"How's it going? It's over?" Xiao Yuan took a sip of tea and asked with a smile, "It took three or four minutes for this game? To be able to hold on for so long, the strength of this black soil is somewhat out of the question. We didn't expect it!"

"It's not one, it's..." The secretary looked a little weird, "Three!"

"Three games?" Nie Qing, Xiao Yuan, and Lao Luo, the three team leaders, all sat up straight, "He won all of them?"

Be aware that matching takes time! Matching is successful and the battle is over, it also takes time!

Five minutes, three sessions! Including the time the secretary had to walk back and forth, wouldn't every game be over in an instant?

"Yes!" Secretary Hui reported, "Three games are one punch and a second! It's been 23 consecutive victories! Next time I should..."

"Continue to execute according to the original plan!" Nie Qing waved his hand.

"I didn't expect that this martial arts apprentice was actually in the late third stage!" Lao Luo said with emotion.

"If you can kill the mid-tier three, that's definitely the late stage of the third-tier!" Xiao Yuan also said, "But so what, just want to slap us in the face with this little strength?"

"Continue to drink tea!" Nie Qing said.

But...

After the three of them drank for a while, the secretary came in again: "Team leader, 26 consecutive victories..."

"What!?"

"Are you saying that again?"

Nie Qing and Lao Luo were so shocked that their voices suddenly rose.

"Pfft!" The youngest Xiao Yuan couldn't help spitting out the sip of tea he just drank.

"The 26-game winning streak...what's next?" asked the secretary.

"The third-order ultimate! I didn't expect it to be the third-order ultimate! It's really rare! It's been so many years that there has not been a third-order martial arts apprentice!" The leader of the team is someone who has seen the world; he sighed a little before saying, "Let's stick to the original plan! The 26-game winning streak is his end, and he will encounter the same third-order extreme in the next game. It's impossible to win 27 consecutive games!"

"Yes! That black soil is only 18 years old, and with the same fighting skills, he can't be the opponent of those old fritters!" Lao Luo also said, "So next time, he will lose undoubtedly!"

"But..." The secretary hesitated and asked, "What if he is a fourth-order?"

"Tier 4? Hahahaha..." Xiao Yuan couldn't help laughing, "It can't be Tier 4! Have you ever heard of a martial arts apprentice whose combat skills reached Tier 4? "

"It seems...isn't there!" The secretary thought for a while, but she had never heard of it.

"Of course not!" Xiao Yuan sneered and said with certainty, "Even in the entire Blue Star area, there has never been a fourth-order martial arts apprentice! Yes!—You can make arrangements with confidence!"

"Yes!" The secretary withdrew in doubt.

The secretary didn't understand why there was no "fourth-order martial arts apprentice"; however, the three group leaders present understood that the boxing power and fighting skills, although they seemed to be distinct, did not seem to have any relationship; in fact, they complement each other!

The stronger the punch, the easier it is to comprehend higher fighting skills. Likewise, the stronger your fighting skills, the easier it will be to grow your punches.

Grow up to the level of a full-fledged warrior.

This is like, a high school student's math talent is very poor, and he never learns math, but... because he is a high school student, his math must be better than that of elementary school students!

Similarly, because you are Tier 4, your punching power cannot be very low! No matter how low or low, it must have reached the category of a formal martial artist!

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However, the thought that the combat skills of "Black Soil" are actually the third-order extreme, still caused a few team leaders to sigh and sigh.

"The third-order extreme martial arts apprentice has not appeared in more than ten years, right?" Lao Luo sipped his tea and couldn't help but narrow his eyes, not knowing whether he was tasting the tea, or Reminiscing about time.

"It's a big deal! The third-order extreme, what can I do?" Xiao Yuan still had the attitude of indifference, "The higher his fighting skills, the better his talent for physical growth. Poor! This kind of partiality is too serious, and it takes too many resources to train him, and it is not worth spending too much effort to train him!"

Nie Qing and Lao Luo did not speak, but both nodded slightly in agreement: "Only when all aspects are balanced can we go further on the road of martial arts!"

"Drink tea, drink tea!" Nie Qing greeted, "You can't let us have a good tea! It was interrupted twice, and even the tea felt a little unscented! - By the way, small Yuan, do you want to change this teacup? I drink it and vomit in the cup, it feels disgusting!"

"No..."

Just as Xiao Yuan was about to say "no change", the secretary ran in again.

And this time he ran very quickly, obviously very anxious: "Team leader, it's not good! We were blown up!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The three people's tea was sprayed out.

Because they were too shocked, this time the three of them couldn't get the tea that spewed back into the cup.

The three team leaders looked at each other and saw the incomparable horror in the eyes of the other two.

"Fourth order!?"