Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

[Name: Meng Hu]

[Golden Finger: Nine Star Body Tempering Technique (Tao-level Top Grade)]

[Cultivation: Condensed Qi Realm]

[Note: Universe-level Top Grade Kungfu, one force can break all methods]

Another Taoist-level Top Grade Golden Finger, and it is also a supreme Kungfu specifically for body refining.

Mo Nan chose to copy without hesitation. This feeling of checking treasures all over the ground is really refreshing.

"However, the Taoist-level Top Grade Kungfu has reached the level of Universe-level Top Grade. What level should the Kungfu in the Immortal-level Golden Finger be?"

According to the knowledge Mo Nan learned in the textbook, there are only six levels of Kungfu: Universe, Universe, Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang.

Now it seems that there are more than just these six levels.

Putting away his thoughts, Mo Nan walked outside the tent community.

At the same time, a white light shot from a distance and landed on him. Mo Nan only felt that the true Qi in his body was sealed.

Even his physical fitness was reduced to the level of ordinary people.

"Amazing, is this suppressing my cell activity?"

Unable to figure it out, Mo Nan stopped thinking about it.

Before entering the city, Mo Nan saw a huge playground, one lap was two or three miles long.

Mo Nan quickly came to the playground and started running hard.

I remember that in the previous life, every time Mo Nan made a mistake, the teacher would ask him to run ten or eight laps on the playground.

This punishment unexpectedly made him find the feeling of his previous life.

Although Mo Nan's physical fitness was greatly reduced and infinitely close to that of an ordinary person, he was still a warrior after all, and running a hundred miles was not a problem.

Just as Mo Nan was sweating profusely, a group of more than a dozen people led by a man in military uniform gradually approached the playground.

A cute and sweet-looking girl pointed at Mo Nan and asked the uniformed man curiously:

"Is our first task to run?"

The uniformed man shook his head and smiled: "No, you can rest after you choose your own military camp."

"What about him? What's wrong with him?"

Another teenager also asked curiously.

"Him? He made a mistake as soon as he entered the military camp and was punished to run 100 kilometers. By the way, he is the battalion commander of the Xuanzi Camp. If you want to join the Xuanzi Camp, just choose him."

"Ah? The battalion commander of the Xuanzi Camp? He made a mistake as soon as he arrived. I don't want to choose him."

"That's right. I have been a three-good student since I was a child. I will never choose him."

"Did you notice that he was so tired after running 100 kilometers? I guess his cultivation is not high. He may have passed the first round by luck."

"I think so too."

The uniformed man shook his head, but didn't say anything. He led a few people to the tent.

After a while, several more people were brought over. When they passed by the playground, they raised the same questions as the previous group of people.

After getting the answer from the man in military uniform, they were still disgusted.

But this time, someone asked the reason.

"What did he do wrong?"

"He lifted the tent of the commander of the Dizi Battalion and put his sword on his neck."

Then, the wind direction changed suddenly.

"Damn, so fierce?"

"No more words, I want to choose the Xuanzi Battalion!"

In this way, scattered people kept passing by the playground. Everyone would stop for a moment without any agreement, and then leave with their own different ideas.

Mo Nan was speechless. He seemed to have become a giant panda. Everyone had to look at him, which made him very uncomfortable. The feelings of recalling his previous life were also ruthlessly destroyed.

When Mo Nan was considering whether to run to another place, a familiar voice came over.

"Brother Nan, what are you doing?"

Mo Nan turned around and saw that it was Qiu Ming.

There were about ten people who came with Qiu Ming, three of whom Mo Nan also knew, and they were from the same Novice Village as him.

The handsome boy seemed to be called Gu Feng, the calm boy should be called Chu Yang, and the beautiful girl should be the extremely popular Ye Qingcheng.

While breathing heavily, Mo Nan responded: "No...it's okay, exercise...physical, remember to choose...Xuanzi Camp."

Mo Nan was not surprised that Qiu Ming could leave the Novice Village so quickly.

Qiu Ming possessed the Dao-level top-grade [Nine Absolute Sword Body], and it would be strange if his performance was too poor.

If he hadn't awakened too late and had less than a month of buffer time, his performance would not be worse than those battalion commanders.

Mo Nan wanted to recruit a few people for his Xuanzi Camp. He had heard those people's discussions before, and most people avoided the Xuanzi Camp.

Don't wait until you return and find yourself alone in Xuanzi Camp, that would be embarrassing.

"Okay."

Qiu Ming didn't ask why, he just agreed.Come.

Gu Feng looked at the uniformed man who led the way and asked, "Excuse me, is there any particularity in choosing which battalion?"

The uniformed man explained, "There is no specific particularity, it's just that the rating of this round of trials is related to the team's performance."

"Is the Xuanzi Battalion strong?" Ye Qingcheng asked curiously.

The uniformed man pointed at Mo Nan who was running with his chin and said, "As you can see, he is the battalion commander of the Xuanzi Battalion."

After a pause, the uniformed man continued, "In addition, it is not only the strong combat power that can get a good rating in this round of trials. This assessment project includes many factors."

"He? Mo Nan is actually the battalion commander of the Xuanzi Battalion? What about the other battalion commanders?" Gu Feng said with some surprise.

They realized the benefits of leaving the Novice Village one step earlier, and couldn't help but feel regretful.

The man in military uniform patiently explained: "The commander of the Tianzi Battalion is Shen Dao from Jinyang Prefecture. He is also the first person to arrive here."

"The commander of the Dizi Battalion is Meng Hu from Tianlei Prefecture. The commander of the Xuanzi Battalion is Mo Nan from Tianshui Prefecture in front of you. The commander of the Huangzi Battalion is also from Jinyang Prefecture. Her name is Lan Ling."

"We will not provide more information. It is up to you to choose."

Chu Yang, who had been silent, said: "Jinyang Prefecture is worthy of being the largest prefecture in our Qisha State. It is indeed full of geniuses."

"Then how do we choose? Should we choose Mo Nan?" Gu Feng frowned.

Ye Qingcheng shook his head and said: "I prefer Shen Dao. The stronger the battalion commander is, the higher our rating may be, and the more likely we are to pass the trial."

"Let's go and take a look first." Chu Yang said.

After hearing the conversation between the three people, Qiu Ming, who was standing aside, pulled away from them.

In his heart, Mo Nan's status is infinitely high. It is not enough to describe him as a lifesaver. He is simply a reborn parent.

Since the three of them didn't want to choose Mo Nan, then they wouldn't join them.

People with different ideals can't work together.

Originally, he thought that they were all pretty good and was ready to help each other.

But since they gave up Brother Nan, it was equivalent to giving up Qiu Ming.

He has now become a die-hard fan of Mo Nan.