Global Catastrophic: My Kung Fu Automatically Cultivates

The hunter saw the hunter's head, and the hunter saw the hunter's head.

It's no wonder that Principal Fang of the Third Middle School was suspicious, because anyone with a little bit of vision could see that Lu Chong was obviously entering the hunting ground for the first time.

To be precise, it was the first time he really came into contact with a living beast.

It was not only because Lu Chong was petting cats for research, but also because he was not vigilant after entering the hunting ground, which really did not look like an old hunter.

He even acted very immature.

Other students, including those with better basic martial arts grades, were cautious after entering the hunting ground, always on guard against attacks from beasts.

Or there were students who performed well and had rich experience, who had already begun to explore their own routes and hunting methods, and scored efficiently.

On the other hand, Lu Chong had been in the hunting ground for almost half an hour, but he was still wandering around the entrance.

This could not be said to be due to his high skills and courage, but rather that he was a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers.

Everyone present knew that even in a place where first-level beasts were entrenched, one must not be careless.

Because once surrounded by many first-level beasts, even a martial artist of the eighth or ninth level might be trapped and dragged down, and eventually exhausted and defeated.

This knowledge was taught in the classroom on weekdays, but many students did not take it seriously, or would return it to the teacher once they arrived at the examination room or the battlefield.

Lu Chong now seemed to be in this situation.

However, in the face of the doubts raised by the principal of No. 3 Middle School, Wei Jianguo just leisurely picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said cheerfully: "Old Fang, after so many years, you still don't have the ability to judge people."

"Fuck!" Principal Fang was immediately stimulated, "You old boy, don't pretend to be a big shot."

"Tell me, what is outstanding about your student?"

Principal Wei smiled, "Well, I heard that your No. 3 Middle School also has several good seedlings this time."

"Let's compare and see the actual results of this mock exam."

"As long as there are students in No. 3 Middle School who can surpass Lu Chong, I will call you big brother when I see you in the future."

Principal Fang was immediately excited when he heard it. He had been suppressed by Old Wei for so many years, and he had long wanted to turn over.

"Come on, who's afraid of who? Not to mention this greenhorn with only eight levels, we are not afraid of even those in the key class of No. 1 Middle School."

"Wait." Principal Wei looked at Principal Fang, "I've sacrificed so much, if you lose, you have to pay something."

Principal Fang stared and laughed, "I know you're not holding back anything good."

"Tell me, what do you like."

Principal Wei then said happily, "The Tiger Roaring Skill you created yourself, Old Fang, is pretty good. How about passing it on to me, your student?"

"Hehe..." Principal Fang laughed, "You want to exchange my top-grade Tiger Roaring Skill for just a word of brother, aren't you thinking too much?"

"Take your Golden Cicada Cloth in exchange, that's about right." Principal Fang said immediately.

"Okay!" Principal Wei said indifferently, "Then it's settled, but I want you to personally instruct me, your student, during the special training, is that okay?"

"Same here." Principal Fang quickly added the conditions.

"Colonel Huang, you heard it all, right? It's a good opportunity for you to be a witness for us two old guys." Principal Wei looked at the middle-aged officer with a square face sitting beside him and said easily.

The colonel who was in charge of the military at the Guanyun City base quickly stood up and saluted, "Okay, teacher."

Colonel Huang, who was also a student of Principal Wei, is now over 40 years old and has become a real peak martial artist.

However, he was also a little curious about why this seemingly immature junior brother was valued by the teacher with a very high vision.

In the back seat, Li Chengjun also saw Lu Chong's laxity and glanced at the score list on the right side of the big screen.

"Old squad leader, did you see that?" Li Chengjun looked at Wang Tong, "Your precious student has only scored 1 point now."

"Look at Xiang Yueya, Zhao Longfei and others, they are far ahead, with more than 100 points."

This is true. Not only the students in Class 1, but all the students with higher cultivation have now directly rushed through the outer area and entered the fourth or even sixth stage of the alien beast territory to hunt.

After all, although there are many alien beasts in the outer area, their scores are too low and they are scattered. If they hide, it is difficult to find them, which greatly affects the efficiency of hunting.

Wang Tong glanced at the score list, and then looked at Lu Chong who finally let go of the shadow cat, and then he regained his spirit and said: "Why are you in a hurry? Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. There are still five days. Let's see who can laugh last."

Li Chengjun saw that Wang Tong was also nervous, so he didn't continue

Cold words, afraid of really angering this old squad leader.

What is sharpening the knife before chopping wood?

This is an exam, even if there are five days, you have to race against time.

At this time, Lu Chong didn't know that he had been watched by many parties. After slowly letting go of the shadow cat in his hand, he continued to walk straight to the inner circle along the designated street.

The reason why he spent time studying a shadow cat with only one level was not that he didn't know that time was tight, nor was it that he deliberately let it go or that his eyes were high and his skills were low.

But he knew that in the hunting ground of this mock exam, there was only one kind of exotic beast, the shadow cat.

Therefore, he had to see the big picture from the small details, and first use this shadow cat to verify the information in the textbook and video, so as to understand this exotic beast more thoroughly.

Now, he has a little idea in his mind.

The most important point is that Lu Chong firmly remembered the smell or breath of the shadow cat.

Since he learned the Golden Cicada Clothes, his five senses have become particularly sharp. As long as he remembers this breath, it will be much more convenient and efficient for him to find prey later.

Going deeper and deeper along the street, Lu Chong still did not rush, but easily took away the positioning monitors of those first-stage shadow cats along the way.

From beginning to end, he only used the most basic Kaibei Hand and Nine Shadow Steps, and he was so comfortable that few people could see that his two martial arts had reached perfection.

It was not until nightfall that day that Lu Chong entered the territory of the second-stage shadow cat.

At this time, his score was only 36.

And he could also see through the uniformly distributed communication and rescue equipment that the top student on the score list had scored 232 points, and it was Xiang Yueya from No. 1 Middle School.

The second place was not Zhao Longfei or Huang Junyan, but a student from No. 3 Middle School named Xue Cheng, who scored 218 points.

"It's getting dark. I guess I have to hurry up and start my performance." Lu Chong glanced at the sky, took a bite of a nutrition bar, and then quickened his pace to the inner circle.