Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

In the monitoring room, all the leading teachers of the high school, including the staff of the District Education Bureau, shuddered.

There are also many top students in other key high schools, who have killed this wave of monsters ahead of schedule.

Especially in Jianshe Middle School, many students were killed faster than Meng Chao.

But after they killed the monsters, they all sat cross-legged and entered into deep meditation to stabilize their spiritual index.

Who would be like this classmate Meng Chao, humming a song, squinting his eyes, shaking his head, and chopping up the corpse of a monster!

Seeing that he was enjoying himself, everyone finally knew why Ning Xueshi from the Resource Department of Agricultural University went to him.

The leading teacher of Jianzhong put away the arrogance on his face, but couldn't contain the shock in his eyes.

Teachers from all middle schools cast complicated looks at No. 9 Middle School one after another.

Yan Motou still has a big black face from his ancestors, but the corners of his eyes trembled a few times: "This kid, it's really unexpected every time!"

With the elimination of the first batch of candidates, those who remain are those with perseverance.

Soon, the second wave of more, more ferocious and uglier monsters was refreshed.

The top students who were recharging their batteries opened their eyes one after another, and started a more tragic fight.

Meng Chao also swung his saber and jumped up.

Then, die.

"This student Meng Chao from Ninth Middle School doesn't seem to be particularly skilled in combat."

Seeing him die several times, a teacher commented.

The mental test only tests the spiritual index, not the combat skills. No matter how many times you die, you can be reborn—as long as you can endure the pain at the moment of death.

Meng Chao was reborn again and again, and rushed forward without changing his face, swinging his knife clumsily, and died again and again.

His number of deaths ranks among the top among all candidates.

Teachers at other schools breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, the mental toughness is unbelievable, and the combat skills are outstanding, how could there be such a monster in the Ninth High School?

Yan Motou looked more and more surprised, and his eyeballs gradually protruded.

He discovered two things.

First, no matter how many times Meng Chao died, or how painful the death was, his spiritual index always maintained a small fluctuation of 10%.

Second, Meng Chao's movement of waving the "Hundred Fighting Swordsmanship" was not clumsy, but extreme. This kid used a lot of very aggressive, uncertain, and unproven techniques that he had discussed with himself a few days ago.

Because of his unskilled movements and the fact that his body can't bear it, he looks clumsy.

"He, he actually practiced knives in such an important exam?"

Yan Motou was dumbfounded at first, and then his scalp went numb.

After observing for a long time, the gold-medal teachers from various schools gradually came to their senses, and their eyes changed from confusion to shock.

"The "Hundred Fighting Swordsmanship" of the Ninth Middle School seems to be different from our version. Is there something wrong?"

"I heard that the No. 2 Middle School gathered several masters of swordsmanship and privately launched an upgraded version of "Hundred Battles of Swordsmanship". Could it be that the No. 9 Middle School also made its own version?"

"The version of the No. 2 High School, I know a little bit, and I feel...it's not as sharp as the No. 9 High School version!"

"The Ninth Middle School has risen strongly in the past few years. Don't look at Principal Sun who is dozing off all day long, but he has done a lot of things secretly, including hiring his old subordinate Yan Dongxing in the army with a high salary to carry out educational reforms in the Ninth Middle School. Could it be that this is The version that Yan Dongxing brought out from the secret army?"

"Hundred Fighting Swordsmanship" is one of the most important cold weapon combat skills in the compulsory education stage.

These gold-medal teachers with sharp eyes can naturally see that Meng Chao is different.

The more you think about it, the more interesting it becomes.

More or less, have comprehended.

As a result, Meng Chao, who was fighting on the virtual battlefield, saw a series of messages in front of his eyes:

["Hundred Wars of Swordsmanship 7.3.5" is spreading among the elite citizens. The teachers and students of Dragon City in the future will master stronger swordsmanship. The overall combat power of Dragon City has improved, and the contribution value is +11, +13, +12...]

Meng Chao couldn't help but whistled.

He guessed right.

Sure enough, many gold-medal master teachers with the same level as Yan Motou were paying attention to this exam.

They are not only "elite citizens", but also responsible for teaching and educating people. Through them, the future version of "Hundred Fighting Swordsmanship" can be spread, which can increase the effect of spreading it to ten or ten to hundreds.

Moisturized by the contribution points, he became more and more excited, danced and rushed towards the wave of monsters, and died hundreds of times.

It hurts, of course it hurts, but every moment of life and death, coupled with the bombardment of contribution points, can make him understand "Hundred Battle Swordsmanship" a bit more, and his proficiency soars.

Thinking that the monster war was escalating and Dragon City was on the brink of destruction at any time, Meng Chao could bear no matter how heart-piercing the pain was.

He remembered Yan Motou's words again.

"As a Red Dragon Army, it is a shame to die on the bed. The best way to die is to be buried in the belly of the beast. Before the will dissipates, stab the last bone into the heart of the monster!"

Isn't this the best way to die for every Dragon City citizen, every earthling who is fighting in another world?

"You want to eat my flesh? I want your life!"

Meng Chao was torn to pieces by two monsters.

Before his consciousness became blurred, he really swung the bone spur on his severed arm, pierced deeply into the heart of a monster, and stirred it a few times.

...

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Two-thirds of the candidates were eliminated.

The remaining one-third passed the test.

The mental test is still going on, but the current test is only to push the examinees to their limits. If they can't hold on, they can quit at any time, and they are still considered passed.

In the Ninth Middle School examination room, the students woke up one after another.

To be able to persist until now, everyone's will is quite strong, and after a short rest, they can recover from the shock of their hearts.

They couldn't wait to see the clearance list on the big screen. After finding their names, they waved their fists excitedly.

The results of the ninth middle school this year are exceptionally good.

Among the 150 candidates, more than 80 passed the second round, more than half of them.

You must know that last year, only 40% of the candidates in the Ninth Middle School passed the second round.

"We are so strong this year, and we are about to surpass the key points of the two cities."

"Brother Xiong, your comprehensive score is so high, you've made it into the top 500 in the district, you're amazing, how did you practice?"

The students cast curious and envious glances at Chu Feixiong.

Chu Feixiong smiled naively: "I haven't practiced much, I was terrified when I saw so many ferocious monsters just now, but just when I was shitting, for some reason, it suddenly occurred to me that Meng Chao was killed by two seniors." As if pulling, I put Meng Chao's face on the monster's head. In an instant, I was filled with righteous indignation and fury. I rushed up and beat the monster hard.

"Everyone is the same as me. They regard the monster as Meng Chao, and they are instantly full of fighting spirit, right?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and someone said embarrassedly: "I'm not as cruel as Brother Xiong. I just suffered a 10,000-point crit in my mind and I was numb. Chaoshen stabbed me in the heart 10,000 times. Does it make a difference if you stab more?"

"Me too. The scene of the two seniors scrambling for Meng Chao just now is deeply imprinted in my young mind. I have seen such incredible things before. What monsters are there that I can't face?"

"Yes, being stimulated by the super god, my mind is still like water now, I don't want to mess with things anymore, I just want to study hard and conquer other worlds."

After talking about it, the students found that Meng Chao had unintentionally helped them improve their psychological quality, and they couldn't help being amazed.

"Wait, where is Super God?" Everyone suddenly realized that the protagonist of the topic was silent.

Looking around, they were surprised to find that Meng Chao was still immersed in the sea of ​​monsters.

"No way?"

Chu Feixiong clicked his tongue, "When I quit, the number of monsters had increased to more than 200 at a time, tearing the candidates into pieces every minute. In the end, I was not afraid, but the pain was so unbearable that my spiritual index collapsed. Meng Chao is still insisting?"

"At the end of the mind test, all the children from wealthy families who practiced secret arts since childhood are left behind. Meng Chao is like them?"

"Wait, look carefully at Meng Chao's expression, he isn't... smiling, is he?"

Ultrain can only cover half of the candidate's face.

Although they couldn't see their eyes, everyone noticed that the corners of Meng Chao's mouth were slightly raised, showing no fear or despair at all, and he was indeed happy to see Liexin.

For a moment, all the students were terrified.

"What did he see?"

The students looked complicated, "Don't you all enter the same virtual examination room, our examination room is full of monsters, and the Super God's examination room is full of seniors, testing his concentration?"

After waiting another seven or eight minutes, Meng Chao woke up slowly.

He was full of energy, and he could even take off his supercomputer by himself. He didn't have the trance, muscle twitching, and foaming at the mouth embarrassment when others left the virtual battlefield.

Chu Feixiong couldn't help asking: "Meng Chao, you can't take it anymore?"

"Well, stop playing."

Meng Chao's mental index has always been quite stable, and he can continue to play if he wants to.

It's just that there are more and more monsters. He is simply crowded into the subway with hundreds of monsters in the morning rush hour, and there is no room for practicing sword skills or harvesting skills.

Although he is not afraid of death, he is not a masochist either. Simply being crushed by monsters is not fun. The score must be enough, and the contribution value is also harvested softly. He quit voluntarily and returned with a rewarding experience.

"Play?"

When everyone heard his words, they couldn't help being shocked, playing with monsters? Really know how to play!

"Look, super god's ranking!"

Suddenly someone pointed at the big screen.

The mental tests in Hulin District were all over, and the Examination Section of the District Education Bureau immediately put the final results on the big screen.

The first to bear the brunt is the top 100 comprehensive scores.

Ninety of them are from Jianshe Middle School.

There are still nine places, and they are the outstanding ones in the city's key points.

Below the city's key points, there is only one seedling of Meng Chao.

But this single seedling, with an unbelievably high score, made it into the top 30 gorgeously, leaving many Jianzhong elites far behind.

"How is it possible? Many of the top 100 Jianzhong students have super brains and virtual training systems in their homes. Every night before going to bed, they will fight monsters. Even such monsters can't compare to Meng Chao?"

For a moment, the students couldn't tell the difference between Meng Chao and the Jianzhong elites, who was the real monster.