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The old man was shocked, and the old man was very happy.

Chu Ming was shocked by his own thoughts, and was full of disbelief.

If I remember correctly...

Lingyuan Gong was created by several divine spiritual practitioners in China, so that all ordinary people in the country can practice it.

The levels of spiritual practitioners are divided into: black iron, bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond, master, extraordinary, and divine realm.

Each level is divided into nine sections.

Divine realm spiritual practitioners...that is the existence standing at the top of this world.

Logically speaking, the magic formula they created should be extremely perfect, right?

How could it be possible to go further?

"The blue fat man said that as long as you eat the content, you can understand it thoroughly... I have understood it thoroughly and have some new insights. It makes sense, right?"

Thinking carefully, Chu Ming felt that it made sense.

Doesn't this mean that his understanding of Lingyuan Gong is already better than those gods?

Or... they kept it back and didn't make the complete Lingyuan Gong public?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Chu Ming was too lazy to think about it. He put aside his distracting thoughts and looked at Lingyuan Gong on the computer seriously.

He felt that he might be able to deduce the tenth level of Lingyuan Gong!

When he was reading this book of magic formula before, because of his poor comprehension, he felt that this thing was harder to understand than advanced mathematics, and he wanted to sleep after reading a little.

Sometimes he thought he had understood it, but when he practiced it, he found that everything was wrong.

Just like when you think you understand in class, but you can only write a solution in the exam.

You can understand it at a glance, but you will lose it when you practice.

But now...

Chu Ming only felt that this book of spells was as simple as elementary school addition and subtraction, and it was all single-digit addition and subtraction.

Based on this, it would be fine to deduce two-digit addition and subtraction, or even multiplication, with hands, right?

"I understand! I totally understand!"

After reading for only five minutes, Chu Ming had an idea and quickly started typing on the keyboard.

"The Tenth Level of Lingyuan Gong"

"The Eleventh Level of Lingyuan Gong"

"The Twelfth Level of Lingyuan Gong"...

"No more."

After deducing to the twelfth level, Chu Ming stopped, feeling that he had reached his limit.

But this was far beyond his expectations.

A little Karami of the Black Iron level deduced several new stages of the spells created by the big boss of the God Realm!

If this were to be spread out, wouldn't it shock the whole country?

"Brother Bread, awesome!"

Chu Ming looked at the bag of memory bread with burning eyes. This thing really gave him a surprise.

Since the "Ling Yuan Gong" can be deduced, if I eat other spells, I should be able to deduce them, right?

Damn...

Doesn't this mean that, relying on the memory bread, I can not only practice any spell in an instant, but also practice this spell to a level that no one else can reach?

This is amazing, buddy!

Wait.

Something seems wrong...

Chu Ming suddenly frowned, looking at the three levels of Ling Yuan Gong that he deduced on the computer, and realized a problem.

Although he deduced to the twelfth level, his practice progress is still at the ninth level.

Do I need to practice the next three levels myself?

What the hell!

With my rubbish comprehension, I can't practice it even if I give me two hundred years!

"Hiss..."

Chu Ming pondered for a moment, took out another piece of memory bread, printed the three levels of "Ling Yuan Gong" that he deduced on it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then... Ling Yuan Gong was directly practiced to the twelfth level!

The spiritual power level also broke through again, reaching the eighth stage of Black Iron!

"Fuck? This works too?!"

Chu Ming's eyes widened in surprise.

How could this thing be so buggy?

He had mastered all the twelve levels of Ling Yuan Gong!

But unfortunately, this basic formula seemed to have reached its limit and could not be deduced any further.

"It seems that I have to find a way to make a better formula, and also a spiritual skill to improve my combat effectiveness."

Chu Ming muttered to himself, feeling excited.

Memory bread is so awesome, it can really take off easily!

In less than half an hour, he became a spiritual practitioner of the eighth stage of Black Iron.

If I remember correctly, among the senior high school awakening class students in the city, there are no more than twenty people whose spiritual power level has reached the eighth stage of Black Iron.

As for the ninth stage of Black Iron, there are only three.

"This wave has surpassed 99% of my peers."

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, Chu Ming couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Strange, what level of combat power can I reach without practicing spiritual skills?

After thinking for a while, Chu Ming decided to test his combat power. He immediately got up and went out and took a taxi downstairs.

Half an hour later.

He arrived at Beishan Middle School.

There is a combat power tester in the school, and all students of the school can use it for free.

Although today is Sunday, there are many students in and out of the school gate, and they are basically from the awakening class of senior three.

After all, tomorrow is the third mock exam. In order to have a bottom line in their hearts, many senior three candidates will come to the school to test their combat power and increase their confidence.

Chu Ming pressed down the baseball cap on his head and walked into the school gate with his head down.

Soon he came to a gymnasium-like building, which was the combat power test hall of Beishan Middle School.

At this time, at least hundreds of people gathered in the hall of the hall, and there were discussions everywhere.

"Damn, I'm so nervous that my cock is purple. If I can't reach 500 combat power, I feel it will be difficult to pass the third model this time."

"Hehe, 500 combat power means you just need a hand, right? When I was at Iron 4, my combat power was 560!"

"... I'm only Iron 3, man!"

"Hehe, then you're really rubbish."

"..."

Chu Ming got a number from the teacher on duty.

687.

He looked up at the huge display screen in the center of the hall, and now the number was 659.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long.

Chu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, walked to an empty seat in the waiting area and sat down, staring at the display screen in a daze.

Every time someone finished the test, the test results would be displayed on the screen.

"No. 659, spiritual power level Black Iron Stage 5, combat power value 578!"

"No. 670, spiritual power level Black Iron Stage 7, combat power value 676!"

"No. 671, spiritual power level Black Iron Stage 8, combat power value 897!"

"No. 672..."

Combat power value is the comprehensive combat power value of a spiritual practitioner.

The country has formulated a unified reference standard:

Black Iron Stage 1 spiritual practitioners, average combat power 100; Black Iron Stage 2, average combat power 200; Black Iron Stage 3, average combat power 300... and so on.

Looking at the test results flashing on the screen one after another.

Chu Ming touched his chin, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

His combat power value... maybe around 600?

Although his spiritual power level has reached Black Iron Stage 8, the formula he practiced is Lingyuan Gong, and the quality of his spiritual power is notoriously rubbish, so his combat power is originally low among practitioners of the same level.

Moreover, he has not yet practiced any spiritual skills.

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Spiritual skills are equivalent to the skills of spiritual practitioners.

Spiritual power is equivalent to mana.

In other words, Chu Ming is now at most a high-level wild monster with a high level, abundant mana, but can only attack normally.

In addition... his talent does not improve his combat power at all.

Damn, so many debuffs.

It is already very good to have a combat power value of around 600, right?

That is the average level of spiritual practitioners at the sixth level of Black Iron.

"Tsk... I have to buy a whole book of spiritual skills to improve my combat power."

Chu Ming sighed slightly, which is another reason why he came to school.

There is a threshold for practicing spiritual skills.

Only when the spiritual power level reaches the fifth level of Black Iron or above can you practice.

The school will only issue spiritual skills to students at the fifth level of Black Iron or above.

Chu Ming naturally couldn't get it before.

But now he is at the eighth level of Black Iron. After the test, he can go directly to the library to ask the teacher for a copy.

Then he can practice spiritual skills diligently... What the hell!

Wouldn't it be better to just use memory bread to master it?

Of course, he could also choose to buy a book online, but spiritual skills are ridiculously expensive. Even the lowest-level first-grade spiritual skills cost 100,000 yuan.

It is equivalent to the average annual income of a fifth-level black iron spiritual practitioner.

Although Chu Ming extorted more than 3 million from the silver-level stall owner today, he didn't need the money.

But... why spend money when you can get it for free?