Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

In a few words, Meng Chao understood.

This group of people with three teachings and nine streams, a mixed bag of good and bad people, are all social students in the advanced training class of the Martial Arts Department.

College advanced courses are a concept that has existed since ancient times in the earth age.

There are many extraordinary people in society who are over twenty-eight years old, or even awakened in their thirties and forties. They also have the need to practice, but they don't have the time and energy, and they are not up to the standard to receive a full-time college education that lasts for several years.

In this era, half of the university's funding depends on the education budget of the survival committee, and the other half has to be raised by itself. The pressure is not small. After all, peerless masters are piled up with gold and silver.

As far as the authorities are concerned, transcendental beings educated by undergraduates alone are not enough to deal with the roaring tsunami of beasts.

The Martial Arts Department of Agricultural University recruits hundreds of new students every year.

The larger Longda Martial Arts Department only has a thousand new students.

If the war escalates, it will definitely not be enough, and it will take a long time to feel distressed if one dies.

The three parties hit it off immediately, and many institutions such as "night university, special training class, independent college, and executive training class" were born, specializing in cultivating extraordinary people in society.

The signs of these institutions are very bluffing, "Nongda Martial Arts Department Elite Training Class", at first glance, they are more powerful than serious undergraduates, just like the legendary "MBA".

In fact, the strength of the teachers you enjoy and the training courses, including the final certificate of completion, are fundamentally two different things.

Undergraduates who have studied hard for ten years and worked hard to get into the university often look down on the social students in the advanced training class.

I feel that they often wear the brand of "Martial Arts Department", pretending to be powerful, causing trouble, and ruining the reputation of the Martial Arts Department. They are simply a bunch of "Li Gui".

As for social students, they also look down on undergraduate students, thinking that Laozi comprehended extraordinary power in a life-and-death struggle, and almost lost his life. How can it be compared to you little guys with no hair?

The contradiction between the two parties is very deep, and there is no less friction in normal times. On the first day of the new semester, another "good start" came.

"Student, you don't even know how hateful these scumbags are."

The sophomore brother said angrily and aggrievedly, "It was just a confrontation between us and the beast control department. Naturally, these fellows from the refresher class are not eligible to participate, but they actually gambled on the outcome.

"Forget it, the school does not prohibit gambling in various competitions, after all, it is also a test of the participants' eyesight, the problem is, these guys all bet on the beast department and won a big victory!

"They are all from the training class of the Martial Arts Department. They are his mother's fighters. How can they turn their elbows outward like this? Do they still have the dignity of a fighter?

"We were beaten to pieces by the beast control department, and we were depressed, but these 'traitors' won a lot of monster coins, and ran to the cafeteria to celebrate, ordered a lot of delicacies, gobbled them up, talked and laughed, this is not hurting us Do you sprinkle salt on it?

"Student, you said that these shameless people should not be hated, should they be beaten?"

"Well……"

It's quite hateful, Meng Chao felt that he had made the right call just now.

But it's still important to get down to business, and it won't be too late to fight until you find the Blade Dancer.

"Brother, do you know that Gu..."

Before Meng Chao could finish asking, the sophomore brother had already picked up a long-handled spoon, drank violently and rushed out.

And Meng Chao was also stared at by two covetous eyes.

It was "Ma Hong" who was struck by his volleying palm just now and foamed at the mouth.

This guy was in his thirties, and there was a deeply eroded scar on his left face, which pulled the corner of his mouth upwards, like a chilling sneer all the time.

His temperament was extremely sturdy, and his skin glowed with a bronzed luster, like a sword that had been slashed and reforged after beheading hundreds of monsters.

Even if Meng Chao's knife hit the vital point, it only took half a minute to recover his fighting strength and came to the door again.

He gave a thumbs up first, praised Meng Chao's hand knife, and then opened his posture, signaling: "Come again!"

Meng Chao sighed, nodded, suddenly picked up a stool and threw it towards Ma Hong, then turned around and ran away.

Ma Hong dodged the bench, and came first, kicking his leg and breaking the wind, sweeping across Meng Chao's neck.

Meng Chao let out a strange cry, lay faceless on the ground, and slid out from under several dining tables with the help of the greasy ground.

Ma Hong's whip leg was like a blade, and he even split a dining table in half.

But by a hair's breadth, it passed behind Meng Chao's back.

Meng Chao felt as if he had been whipped in the ass, the muscles all over his body surged like waves, and he slid more than ten meters in an instant.

Ma Hong snorted coldly, his figure was like lightning, and he pursued closely.

Along the way, two undergraduates tried to intercept them, but he knocked them down neatly.

Although he has never received a full-time college education, every pore of his body is filled with killing intent soaked in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, which is not comparable to that of a freshman college student.

Meng Chao scrambled among the crowd, like a small animal running wildly in a melee between hippopotamus and rhinoceros. In a short while, his body was covered with soup, water and vegetables, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Even so, he was still cornered by Ma Hong.

"Brother, misunderstood!"

Meng Chao turned around, wanting to cry, "I'm a freshman, very immature, I don't know anything, why are you chasing me all the time?"

Ma Hong was startled, and his murderous aura stagnated for a while.

Meng Chao raised his hand, and sprinkled a bottle of pepper over his head.

Ma Hong was startled, closed his eyes to dodge, and still sprinkled a lot of irritating powder into his nasal cavity.

Before he could sneeze, "Shua", Meng Chao shot two toothpicks out of his mouth, straight for his eyes.

Shocked and angry, Ma Hong lowered his head slightly, and two toothpicks broke on his forehead.

A bowl of hot and spicy red oil hits my face again.

It turned out that Meng Chao's escape just now was just to collect these hidden weapons.

Pepper powder, toothpicks, chili oil, and the canteen three-piece series attack hide the real killer move.

"Devil's Slash!"

When Ma Hong rushed forward in a rage, Meng Chao had already completed the construction of the spiritual magnetic force field. The spiritual patterns on his right arm were lingering, and the rotational force of the magnetic magnet turned into an electric arc at his fingertips, and the electric arc condensed into crackling lightning!

Ma Hong smelled an extremely dangerous atmosphere, and all the hairs on his body stood on end. It was too late to retreat, so he could only grit his teeth and concentrate his spiritual energy on his left leg, whipping his leg like a battle axe, and slashing at Meng Chao's hand knife.

In terms of the power of flesh and blood, whip legs are far stronger than hand knives.

But Ma Hong made a hasty move, and did not complete the construction of the spiritual magnetic force field at all.

Meng Chao was ready to go, his strength was like a flood, and he had calculated every reaction of his opponent from the first second he turned and ran away.

As the knives and axes collided, spiritual flames and sparks splashed, making a sound like metal clashing.

Mahon flew out again.

I fell into the middle of seven or eight "rhinoceros" and "hippos", and couldn't get out for the time being.

Meng Chao heaved a sigh of relief and looked around. Everyone was fighting passionately, their eyes blurred by the gravy and vegetable soup.

He quickly shrunk his neck, rolled and crawled, and got behind the obstacle formed by several dining tables in the corner.

Hey, there is actually a fat man with a greasy face curled up here.

Looking at the age of thirty or forty years old, with a big face and a thick neck, his temperament is quite similar to that of a master chef in the cafeteria. He is wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold and silver, with oily hair and powder noodles. On his thick radish fingers, he also wears four large spar-studded glasses. The ring, just missing the word "upstart" tattooed on his forehead.

Seeing Meng Chao jumping in, the master and nouveau riche shrank in, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

It seems that these well-arranged obstacles are the masterpieces of Fatty.

Seeing him staring at his right arm that had just released "Conquer the Devil", Meng Chao deliberately raised his hand: "See?"

"I see."

The fat man swallowed his saliva and clicked his tongue, "Ma Hong is an elite scout of the Red Dragon Army. He fought fiercely in the depths of the mist for three days and three nights, killed hundreds of monsters, and awakened his extraordinary power before he was sent to the Martial Arts Department of Agricultural University. Come to study, what kind of move do you have, you cut him down twice in a row?"

""Conquering the Devil"." Meng Chao said, "You are also in the advanced class, want to try it?"

The fat man was slightly taken aback, and quickly shook his head: "I don't want to, I don't dare, peace makes money, and peace is the most important thing!"

The fat man's facial features were crowded together, like a big meat bun with eighteen pleats. Meng Chao wanted to laugh: "Why, I heard from my brother, aren't you social students all fierce and crazy?"

"That's someone else, like Ma Hong, who was born in the Red Dragon Army, and when he was still an ordinary person, he performed dozens of missions, slept among the corpses of monsters all day long, and became a superman. Of course it was fierce!"

The fat man said pitifully, "There are also many social students, that is, ordinary workers, white-collar workers, and master chefs in the cafeteria. They have awakened supernatural powers in a daze. where to go

"And you, what's the situation? You're so ruthless that even Ma Hong was killed by you. Don't you continue to kill the Quartet?"

"Don't mention it, I'm only a freshman, and I came to the cafeteria to find someone, and I started doing it with you in a daze, what's the matter!"

After finally finding someone to communicate with, Meng Chao breathed a sigh of relief, "Move your buttocks inward, and let everyone squeeze together. Don't be afraid. In fact, I'm also gentle and personable."

"Um."

The fat man squeezed into the corner obediently, and then looked at Meng Chao curiously, "Freshman, aren't you taking the entrance test, who are you looking for in the cafeteria?"

"The test is over."

Meng Chao said, "I'm here to find Teacher Gu Jianbo, and I'm going to be his true disciple, do you know him?"

The fat man was stunned for a while: "You want to find Gu Jianbo as your exclusive tutor? What's the matter, the entrance test is terrible, and you didn't get half of the monster coins? With your "Conquer the Devil", it shouldn't be!"

"No, I got 25,000 monster coins." Meng Chao said.

"Twenty-five thousand?"

This time, the fat man was really shocked, "Whether it's Jiang Ming or Li Yingzi, you can choose whatever you want, so what are you hiding, you must find Gu Jianbo, a bastard?"

Meng Chao blinked. How can a dignified blade dancer not be famous in this era, but... notorious?

"Brother Fat, do you know Mr. Gu?" Meng Chao looked him up and down.

"Too familiar, he will teach us a refresher class!"

The fat man rubbed his face, and said with a smile, "At the Agricultural University, the training class is raised by the stepmother, and you can get in if you pay. There are all kinds of messy people, and you can't learn too profound martial arts principles here. It's nothing more than teaching Several kinds of fixed spiritual magnetic force fields, exchange some hunting monsters, the most basic experience and skills.

"It's enough for social students who have accidentally awakened, but you are a dignified undergraduate and you have taken 25,000 monster coins, so you should rank among the top in the martial arts department, right?"

Meng Chao nodded: "First."

"Aiya, I go!"

The fat man slapped his thigh fiercely, "Don't think about it, if you can be sent by the school to teach a refresher class, what good stuff will you get? The top undergraduate student in the Martial Arts Department came to be Gu Jianbo's disciple. You are not seriously ill, little one." Brother!"