In the examination room of Jianzhong Middle School, Jin Zhanpeng waved his fist heavily, feeling extremely depressed.

Of course he passed the mental test, but he didn't appear on the top 100 list in the region.

Ranking 255th in the district, for others, it would be a happy event worthy of a treat and celebration, but for him, it was a disastrous failure.

"Zhan Peng, what happened today? The boat capsized in the gutter!" Several young men from the top ten wealthy families in Jianzhong came over.

Jin Zhanpeng has always been proud and arrogant, but he does not dare to show any resentment when facing these elites among the elites.

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Although his father is a sniper super, and his family runs a gun club, the backgrounds of these guys are even more unfathomable than him.

Let's just say that the leader "Luo Hai" is the student council president of Jianzhong, and his father is a six-star transcendent, the "Soul-Destroying Sword" Luo Wu!

How can you offend Jin Zhanpeng?

"I originally had high hopes for you, hoping that you could compete with those guys from No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School in the actual college entrance examination. I didn't expect that your psychological quality is so unqualified. It's really a waste of the resources I fought for you!" Luo

Hai lightly scolded.

"It wasn't because of that boy..." Jin Zhanpeng blushed, but did not dare to elaborate.

"Huh?"

Luo Hai glanced at the ranking list, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "What's going on with that kid? How did a ninth-grade middle school student rank among the top thirty in the district?"

"He actually——" Jin Zhanpeng was shocked.

"This Meng Chao can't be born slow, right? It's because his brain has mutated and the 'amygdala' that controls fear is missing. He has no fear perception. No wonder Brother Peng couldn't scare him just now."

Several classmates who had just followed Jin Zhanpeng to demonstrate at No. 9 Middle School said, "This kind of person is like a patient with 'painlessness'. They appear to be calm, but in fact they are useless. They die on the battlefield in minutes without a burial place."

"He is Meng Chao, that's the one, who can defeat that one?" Luo Hai glanced at Jin Zhanpeng.

"Zuo Haoran, my apprentice." Jin Zhanpeng said hurriedly.

"Oh, I saw you last time in your club. His marksmanship is mediocre, but his flattering skills are top-notch? Zhan Peng, I'm not talking about you. You are an elite in Jianzhong after all. Can you raise the standard for accepting apprentices?"

Luo Hai curled his lips and said, "Is this kid naturally slow? Haha, go and have a look."

When the Jianzhong elite came over, the students from the Ninth Middle School were also walking out surrounded by Meng Chao.

The momentum of the two sides collided. Although the Ninth Middle School was slightly weaker, it had good test results this year and was still able to hold on.

Meng Chao saw Jin Zhanpeng's nearly two-meter figure at a glance, thinking that he was still not convinced, so he thought for a moment, pushed aside the crowd and walked over.

"Classmate Jin, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding between us."

He took the initiative to extend his hand and said, "We are all young and vigorous people. Some minor frictions have made us competitive. This is human nature.

"However, Dragon City is a lone army in a foreign land. It won't be long before we all have to face vicious monsters in a trench. You have also seen the difficulty of this year's psychic test. If the war was not about to escalate, the Education Bureau would not be able to change like this all of a sudden.

crazy.

"The war is about to start, and you threaten me and I slap you in the face, but your own people are attacking your own people. It's quite boring. What do you think?"

The words made Jin Zhanpeng blush.

The students from Jianzhong Middle School and Ninth Middle School both showed thoughtful expressions.

The atmosphere gradually eased, and Meng Chao felt happy that he had made a small contribution to the harmony of Longcheng high school students.

suddenly--

Ning Xueshi and Yan Feirou walked towards each other with smiles like flowers, and said in unison, "Meng Chao, congratulations on your good score in the psychic test, let's go to dinner!"

In an instant, the young, immature, and scarred hearts of the high school students were severely damaged again.

Jin Zhanpeng's face was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred. How dare you say that slapping me in the face is boring? It's not fun that you keep slapping me in the face all the time!

"..."

Meng Chao was depressed. These two seniors were so good at inciting hatred that they simply affected unity.

Luo Hai chuckled lightly and stepped forward to hold Meng Chao's outstretched hand: "Jianzhong, Luo Hai."

Meng Chao blinked: "Ninth Middle School, Meng Chao."

I originally wanted to be perfunctory, but I didn't expect that Luo Hai was very strong. There was a heat in his palm, and he shook his hand seriously for three seconds.

"From today on, you, Meng Chao of the Ninth Middle School, will be in Hulin District."

Luo Hai said sincerely, "I wish you good results in the college entrance examination. We will have plenty of opportunities to meet again then."

Meng Chao thought for a while, nodded and said: "Classmate Luo Hai, I wish you also a name on the gold list, and of course classmate Jin Zhanpeng, and all the students from Jianzhong - you don't know me now, but you will find out when you get to know me better.

He is a low-key, easy-going person who is indifferent to fame and wealth, does not like to show off, and only likes to make contributions. We will definitely become friends."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Xueshi and Yan Feirou were on the left and right, like two female bodyguards, taking him away.

Luo Hai crossed his arms, looked at his retreating figure, and smiled slightly: "Meng Chao? It's interesting."

"Brother Hai, this kid is too arrogant, do you want to mess with him?" Jin Zhanpeng asked in a low voice with a sinister look on his face.

Luo Hai glanced at Jin Zhanpeng in surprise.

"Zhan Peng, actually classmate Meng Chao said something right just now. You'd better keep it in mind."

He frowned and said, "In school, you and I are competitors. We can fight each other to death in order to compete for resources. However, after leaving the Jianzhong gate and entering the district, we are brothers in the trenches and can fight against each other."

Entrusted with life and death.

"Similarly, in Hulin District, we, Ninth Middle School and the city center are competitors, and we can use all possible means to suppress each other. But outside of Hulin District, within the city, we are brothers of life and death, and we must work together

To deal with such wealthy families as 'No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School'.

"Next, it's still the same truth. Although we are sworn enemies with No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School in various competitions and college entrance examination battlefields, in the monster war and the journey to conquer other worlds, everyone has

They have become good brothers who share life and death, and they must fuse each other's blood together until the last drop is drained.

"Four words, 'competition' and 'unity', these are the cruel truths summed up by the martyrdom of Longcheng in the past fifty years. You'd better think about it in your heart. If you don't realize something, you will never know it in this life."

A lot of achievements have been made.”

Jin Zhanpeng didn't expect Luo Hai to scold him so mercilessly, and couldn't help but blush.

"Not convinced?"

Luo Hai smiled half-heartedly, "If you don't accept it, just go and do it yourself. I don't know Meng Chao's ultimate boxing strength or 100-meter sprint score, and I don't care how many force-generating techniques, meditation techniques, and pile skills he has practiced."

And combat skills...I don’t care about these paper data at all, but I bet you a dollar and throw you and him into the fog, even if you are fully armed and he is bare-handed, in the end, it will be you who dies!"

…

In the end, Meng Chao did not go to dinner with the two senior students.

The main consideration was that everyone would take the school bus back to No. 9 Middle School, with Yan Motou still wearing a big black face.

He went to Ning Xueshi and Yan Feirou's appointment alone. He didn't seem to be very loyal, and he could easily be beaten by hundreds of boys when he returned to school?

He carefully studied the internal information brought by the two senior students.

Dragon University, which has been famous since the Earth Era, and Agricultural University, which is known as the "Monster University".

Its comprehensive strength ranks among the top two undergraduate colleges in Longcheng.

Meng Chao's goal is to hit these two famous schools.

He made many copies of these materials and distributed them to his close classmates.

He also shamelessly invited two senior students to come to No. 9 Middle School for a sharing session on how to apply for applications, and the two girls readily agreed.

When I told Mr. Yan about this, even Principal Sun was alerted, and he started a relationship again, inviting some outstanding graduates from No. 9 Middle School who were admitted to prestigious schools. The scene was huge, more lively than many key cities, and many students were awarded

Inspired, Meng Chao happily gained a lot of contribution points.

These two things finally restored the friendship between the boys, singing and laughing came again in the dormitory, and Meng Chao no longer had to worry about sleeping every night.

However, every time he practices, there are always many boys, led by Chu Feixiong, crying and wanting to spar with him.

Let's learn from each other. He is now receiving the focus of the school, and all kinds of training resources are crammed into him. Every night, he feels that the terrifying power has nowhere to vent, and there are literally hundreds of millions of sparks in his body that are about to explode.

He has the blessing of martial arts in the future, and his pain-sensing nerves have been honed in the memories of past lives. Even the best player in the Rocket Class is no match for him. Everyone said that it is not a question of whether he can beat him or not, but that Meng Chao started to compete. In an instant,

He changed into a different person, with a fierce look in his eyes, but a sneer on his lips, and his every move was a trick of killing each other, as if he could take out his own intestines and strangle his opponent to death at any time.

This is not a high school student. He is clearly a battlefield veteran who has been fighting in mountains of corpses and blood for decades.

Even if many people's paper statistics are comparable to Meng Chao's, when they are enveloped in his fierce flames, their hearts will immediately beat wildly and their legs will become weak. How can they still fight?

Moreover, Meng Chao seemed not to be afraid of pain at all. He was punched ten times and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He looked like an alien, but he could still go to the cafeteria and eat half a sword, halberd and demon pig as if nothing had happened.

If he punches someone three times, they will grin for a long time and even vomit out last night's midnight snack.

How can we have fun together when there is such a big gap?

After even Jiang Lei, who ranked first in the school on paper, refused to compete with him alone, he could only continue to increase the number of challengers.

At the beginning, Jiang Lei and Chu Feixiong played together, two against one.

Gradually upgrade to three on one, four on one or even five on one.

To be honest, as long as the venue is big enough, Meng Chao won't be afraid even if it's a hundred against one.

No matter how many opponents there are, it only counts if they can hit them.

As long as he doesn't use firearms and relies only on fists, feet and cold weapons, he can fly around the training room and even the campus. These young high school students can't even catch the hair from his legs.

Of course, this loses the meaning of cultivation and greatly dampens students’ enthusiasm for learning.

Therefore, Meng Chao would sometimes deliberately let everyone catch him fighting with three or five sturdy men by himself.

Anyway, every time the contribution value increases significantly, the small wounds in the body will heal a little. If it doesn't work, it can be exchanged for "primary healing technique", and the endurance and combat capability are ridiculously strong.

Fighting wildly with classmates can subtly adjust everyone's strength. I have also mastered the three major strength methods, and my contribution value continues to increase. Why not do it?
Chapter completed!