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The exam was a big success, but the exam was a big success.

Tomorrow is the third mock exam for senior high school students nationwide.

In Yuzhou City, all senior high school students in the city will take the exam together.

Because there is only one Black Iron-level novice secret realm for the entire Yuzhou City, and the level of the spirit beasts in it is generally from the second to the fifth stage of the Black Iron level, which can guarantee the safety of students to the greatest extent.

The content of the exam is very simple and rough, which is to look at the number of monsters you kill and the level of the spirit beasts you kill.

For example, if you kill a Black Iron-level fifth-level spirit beast, you can get five points.

In the first two mock exams, Chu Ming relied on the strength of the second stage of Black Iron to kill a Black Iron-level first-level spirit beast.

Got a high score of 1 point!

Ranked first in the city!

Countdown!

It was so terrifying.

"Damn, it's such a shame for a time traveler..."

The more Chu Ming thought about it, the more he felt like he was screwed. He had to save face this time.

He returned to the 10-square-meter rental house and threw the cloth wrapped in the things on the bed.

Chu Ming picked up the bag of memory bread and hurried to the computer, preparing to search for the content of "Spiritual Yuan Gong".

But as soon as he connected to the Internet, several group chat messages popped up in the lower right corner.

It was a group chat of the Awakening Class 1 of the third grade of Beishan Middle School.

"I heard that there will be new test contents in tomorrow's mock exam?"

"Yeah, it seems to have increased the difficulty a lot."

"I'm convinced, you guys! I only got 15 points in the second mock exam, it was hard enough, right? The third mock exam is even harder, are you trying to kill me?"

"Damn it, I'm still taking the mock exam? I'm jumping!"

"Fuck! Don't jump yet, I'm going to turn on automatic follow!"

"It's over, everyone says the first mock exam is the most difficult, why is it that the third mock exam is even harder in our class? I feel like I'm going to fail this time!"

When Chu Ming saw the last message, his eyes twitched and he cursed inwardly as an idiot.

It was because the person who sent this message was Chen Hehao, a spiritual practitioner who had awakened the A-level lightning elemental talent and was at the eighth level of Black Iron.

You know, most of his peers who had awakened their talents were only at the fifth level of Black Iron at this time.

This guy scored a high score of 182 in the first mock exam, breaking the school record, and was a top student among top students.

And because he had awakened a rare A-level talent, he had already been admitted to a first-class spiritual university.

But this guy would always sigh in the class group before the exam, saying that he was definitely doomed this time and would definitely not do well in the exam.

As a result, when the results came out... Hey! Still first!

Isn't this pure brain damage?

In the group chat at this time, after Chen Hehao sent that message, the whole group was silent for a few seconds.

Obviously, the others were also speechless.

This kind of arrogant academic bully who likes to show off is really annoying.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Chen Hehao might have been a little embarrassed, so he sent another message: "Hey, but it doesn't matter, anyway, there is an S-level genius at the bottom of our class!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the group instantly became lively.

"Hahaha, that's right. Isn't there a little genius in our class who practices Lingyuan Gong?"

"It's over. Our Brother Ming is completely ruined this time! He worked so hard to get one point in the second mock test last time. This time, the third mock test is so difficult... he won't get any points, right?"

"@Chu Ming, to be honest, you should give up the test. This mock test is too dangerous for you."

"@Chu Ming, Brother Ming, have you reached the third stage of Black Iron? I heard that there is a spirit beast of the ninth stage of Black Iron in the secret realm of tomorrow's assessment. What are you going to do?"

"Brother Ming! I'll teach you! If you encounter a spirit beast of the ninth stage of Black Iron, just slide and shovel it! Kill it on the spot!"

"Hahaha..."

The group was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Ever since Chu Ming awakened the [Trader of All Worlds], he has become the topic of conversation among all the students in the school and has been talked about for a whole year.

There is no way. A useless S-level talent is too special.

Looking at the various jokes in the group, Chu Ming had a blank expression on his face. He had long been accustomed to it.

Did the difficulty of the third mock exam increase?

Damn, it was already difficult, right?

Chu Ming couldn't help but complain. With his strength of Black Iron 2, if he were to participate in the third mock exam, let alone get points, it would be a problem whether he could survive.

He couldn't help but look at the memory bread on the table, and could only hope that this thing was effective enough.

He didn't think about it anymore and searched for "Spiritual Yuan Gong" on the computer.

As a "universal formula" that everyone can practice, the content is naturally public.

The whole book has about 3,000 words.

"3,000 words... How many pieces of memory bread would it take to print them all?"

Chu Ming frowned. He didn't want to waste too much of such a powerful prop as memory bread on such a rubbish method as "Ling Yuan Gong".

After thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He quickly copied the content of "Ling Yuan Gong" and pasted it into WPS, reducing the number of words to the minimum.

It was so dense that the words were almost invisible.

But the area was also reduced to the extent that it could be printed by a piece of memory bread.

What the blue fat man said was that as long as the content was printed on the bread and eaten, you could learn it, and there was no requirement for the font size, right?

I don't know if this operation will work...

With a try-it mentality, Chu Ming opened the package of memory bread, took out a piece, and put the bread slice directly on the computer screen.

Pick it up and take a look.

Hey! It's really printed!

It's really not ordinary bread!

Chu Ming did not hesitate and swallowed the bread in one gulp. He was about to drink some water and swallow it.

As a result, this thing melted in his mouth!

It was like the elixir in the immortal novels, as if it turned into some kind of energy and poured into his body.

Chu Ming waited nervously for a while, and suddenly widened his eyes.

"Here it comes! Here it comes! I feel it!"

Click.

A crisp sound came from the depths of his mind.

It was as if some bottleneck was broken.

Chu Ming could clearly feel that he had never been able to break through the second level of Ling Yuan Gong. At this moment, it was like a cheat, and he instantly practiced to the ninth level!

The spiritual energy around him began to gather crazily in his body, and the spiritual power level suddenly jumped up like a sea* body.

Directly rushed from the second stage of Black Iron to the sixth stage of Black Iron!

Four levels in a row!

"Wow! It's even better than setting it up!"

Chu Ming was so excited that he almost shit on the bed.

Half a year!

Stuck at the second stage of Black Iron for a whole six months!

Do you know how he spent the past six months? !

He was playing badly every day, and he almost died of idleness!

After barely calming down, Chu Ming felt the surging spiritual power in his body and tried to operate the Lingyuan Gong.

His body seemed to have turned into a vortex, madly absorbing the spiritual energy around him, and after being refined by the Lingyuan Gong, it was quickly converted into spiritual power.

"Fuck, so fast?"

Chu Ming was shocked.

He could clearly feel that the speed of absorbing and refining spiritual energy at the ninth level of Lingyuan Gong was many times faster than that of the second level.

Before, if he wanted to break through from the second stage of Black Iron to the third stage of Black Iron, he needed to practice hard for at least five or six months.

And now... Chu Ming felt that relying on the ninth level of Lingyuan Gong, it would take less than ten days to break through from the sixth stage of Black Iron to the seventh stage!

What does this mean?

Chen Hehao, who was showing off in the group just now, practiced a thunder attribute technique that matched his talent. Compared with his peers, his training speed was as fast as diarrhea.

But he was stuck at the sixth level of Black Iron for more than a month!

"Is it so awesome to practice the ninth level of Lingyuan Gong?"

Chu Ming was a little surprised.

After all, this is just a basic technique without attributes. Only people who have not awakened their talents will choose to practice it, and the upper limit of practice is only the peak of bronze level.

Logically speaking, even if you practice all nine levels of Lingyuan Gong, the training speed will not be much faster, right?

However... it seems that there is no one in the country who has practiced Lingyuan Gong to the ninth level? The highest is only six or seven levels.

"Will there be any qualitative change when this thing is practiced to the eighth or ninth level?"

Chu Ming estimated that this was the only explanation. He frowned and looked at the "Lingyuan Gong" on the computer, trying to find the answer.

As a result, he was suddenly stunned.

An inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

Lingyuan Gong... is there really only nine levels?

Why do I feel like I can go further?