In the next few days, Meng Chao was free to relax and practice as usual.

The contribution value is soaring like diabetes insipidus.

In addition to Yan Zhennan, he also encountered an elite monster, the leader of the Yan clan, "Elite Citizen Yan Hengbo".

They are also elite monsters, but they are also divided into big and small. This martial arts master who personally created "Ripple Strength" contributes three digits to Meng Chao every time!

Coupled with the fact that there are so many strong martial arts experts in the Yan Group, they bring hundreds or even thousands of contribution points every day, which is extremely satisfying.

However, Meng Chao also observed a phenomenon, that is, with the popularity of "Mogai Ripple Strength", when the daily new contribution value reaches the limit, it turns around and gradually declines.

This is also understandable, because the future has changed and the contribution has been completed. It is impossible for just a basic power generation method to provide unlimited contribution value.

According to the current daily decline curve, he can reap thousands of contribution points just from "Mogai Ripple Strength", and he has also built up the relationship with the Yan Group, so he is already very satisfied.

Finally, with a full month left before the college entrance examination, the first of the three undergraduate exams, the on-campus test, begins!

Banners hang high at the school gate.

On campus, colorful flags were flying.

Eight senior high school classes, with nearly 500 people, started a fierce battle to compete for 150 promotion places.

The passion of youth is about to turn into boiling magma, knocking down the entire ceiling of the fifteenth-floor training center.

In the large conference room on the top floor of the training center.

Dozens of large screens monitor the situation in each examination room.

There is also a screen with constantly changing performance rankings.

The school leaders and senior class teachers were sitting below. Every time the rankings changed, subtle fluctuations would occur on their faces. There was a strong smell of sourness or even gunpowder in their conversations and laughter.

Dragon City's resources are limited, and competition is everywhere. Humans and monsters compete, and humans also compete with each other. Students are scrambling for rankings. Teachers and school leaders, who don't want to compete with other classes and other key middle schools, especially those in

Are the superior "municipal-level officials" competing against each other?

The results of the senior high school students this year are quite good, and they can vaguely touch the tail of the city's key points.

Principal Sun is nearly seventy years old. When he was young, he fought with zombies and monsters, which caused the root cause of his disease. He gradually turned into a wizened little old man with a stooped body and dozed off all day. He planned to use his residual energy for another two years and then retired. He usually doesn't do much.

You can still smile and stay calm.

The dean of students, Ma Qingyun, is still young and powerful and is in charge of most of the daily work. He hopes to make further progress after Principal Sun retires.

This year's students had good grades. He was particularly excited, and his horse face turned red. He really looked like the nickname his classmates secretly gave him, a big horse monkey that jumped up and down.

Demon head Yan remained expressionless, tapping his fingers on the table, studying "Mang Niu Jue" in his mind.

The head teachers of the eight graduating classes all behaved as modestly as top academics:

"No, no, our class can't do it this year. There are only about thirty people who can beat Bolt."

"Our second class is even worse. These lazy guys are all soft-handed and weak-footed. They are not even as good as the Olympic weightlifting champions of the earth era. Oh, I am so worried!"

"Your rocket class says so, so isn't our parallel class even more doomed?"

"It's 'finished'. Who doesn't know that you are all holding back your energy and want to compete with our rocket class? Let's talk about Lao Wang from Class 6, who appears to be harmless to humans and animals, but actually secretly formed a study group, no?

Do you know what extraordinary skills you can practice? Lao Wang, please don’t hide and tell us about it?"

"No, absolutely not." Wang Longjun shook his head solemnly, "Why don't I know about such extraordinary skills?"

Before he finished speaking, the ultimate boxing power rankings on the big screen trembled.

Someone is coming to kill.

Because each class is marked with a different color, everyone can see at a glance:

"Chu Feixiong, Class 6, has a maximum boxing strength of 249.5 kilograms and ranks 21st on the boxing strength list!"

"Ouch!"

"A student from a parallel class has a stronger ultimate punch than most people in the Rocket class?"

"Old Wang, you're being unkind. You still say you don't have extraordinary skills?"

The other seven head teachers all slapped the table and laughed and cursed half-heartedly.

Before they could recover from the impact of Chu Feixiong's punch, another Class 6 student came to attack them.

"Meng Chao, Class 6, has a maximum boxing strength of 240.9 kilograms, a 100-meter run of 9.55 seconds, overtaking Usain Bolt by 0.03 seconds, and the overall score is temporarily ranked 19th in the school!"

"Meng Chao!"

"I remember that I was a very good prospect when I was a freshman and sophomore in high school. Then he was seriously injured and he actually recovered?"

At this time, even the two Rocket Class teachers could not hide the envy and jealousy in their eyes.

They had paid attention to Meng Chao, a good prospect, for a long time. If he hadn't been injured, he would have definitely been assigned to the Rockets class in his senior year.

Unexpectedly, he who stayed in Class 6 recovered as before and even went one step further. What kind of luck did Wang Longjun get?

Even Yan Motou said "Hey" and specially called up Meng Chao's test screen to look at it.

The dean of students, Ma Qingyun, snorted lightly, but there was no unnecessary expression on his face.

"Pretty good, pretty good."

Principal Sun smiled like a mascot.

Today is destined to be a good harvest day for Class 6, and the shock is far from over.

Shortly after Meng Chao got into the top 20 in the school, another bombshell detonated.

"The 100-meter run is 9.49 seconds, successfully breaking the 9.5 mark; the so-called 'high school iron wall', Zuo Haoran, whose ultimate boxing strength is 250.1 kilograms, also exceeds 250, and his overall score is temporarily ranked ninth in the school!"

"This is impossible!"

"Students from the parallel class actually made it to the top ten in the school despite being chased and intercepted by nearly a hundred students from the rocket class!"

"Zuo Haoran, it turns out to be him, this is... no wonder!"

After seeing the names of the students who broke the record clearly, the other seven head teachers put away their shocked expressions. They all cast flattering glances at the dean of students, Ma Qingyun, as if they were silently touting: "Director Ma is great, he has taught a good nephew."

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In the testing room below, the students in Class 6 were horrified.

They were still immersed in Meng Chao's "strong return" just now, and thought he had the slightest chance of defeating the squad leader, even if he only defeated one individual event.

In less than half a minute, Zuo Haoran's domineering results shattered their extravagant hopes.

Whether it's extreme boxing strength or 100-meter running, the squad leader showed them with impeccable performance what "strong" is that can destroy everything.

"What should I do? Zuo Haoran is too strong. He is 20 points ahead of Meng Chao in the first two items."

"I originally thought that Meng Chao would be able to surpass him in the first two events, and when the marksmanship test came, he wouldn't lose too badly."

"It turns out that this guy has never sprinted before, but he has become more aggressive in the past week. He must have swallowed the secret medicine, and spent a lot of money to rent cutting-edge training equipment to stimulate the potential of cells. Mom, it's good to have money."

Everyone was so anxious that they gritted their teeth.

Meng Chao and Zuo Haoran looked at each other.

The former quickly looked away calmly, but the latter raised the corners of his mouth, his face full of unabashed domineering.

"All candidates in Class 6 have completed their ultimate strength and 100-meter sprint tests. Now they are sorted according to their scores and go to the indoor shooting range!"

It is a common practice for invigilators to come from other schools. Each school exchanges teachers to invigilate the exams to eliminate the possibility of cheating.

The teachers from the foreign school were selfless, but regardless of the subtle atmosphere among the students, they waved and urged.

The tenth to twelfth floors of the training center are the indoor shooting range. At this moment, the sound of gunfire can be heard incessantly.

The Rocket Class has started testing early. The exaggerated results one after another, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, stimulated the students' nerves and instantly entered the state.

Zuo Haoran took the lead and walked into the No. 6 shooting range.

Meng Chao followed closely behind.

Somewhat unexpectedly, in addition to the invigilator, Principal Sun, the dean of students, Yan Motou and the head teacher were all present at the shooting range.

"Hello principal!"

"Director Ma."

"Teacher Yan, Teacher Wang."

The students hurriedly saluted and showed special respect to the principal.

Even though Principal Sun is just a wizened old man now, back then he was a war hero who turned the tide and was known as "Heavy Artillery".

If Devil Yan kills monsters by chopping dumpling fillings, then Principal Sun is simply a giant meat grinder in a food processing factory.

The classmates who had watched the videos of his training and fierce battles when he was young were unable to put the wizened old man and the moving humanoid fortress together.

"Pretty good, pretty good."

Principal Sun squinted his eyes, as if sleeping but not asleep.

The dean stood up and explained the purpose of his visit: "Our Class 6 results are very good this year. We are temporarily ranked first among the six parallel classes. Keep up the hard work, students!"

Everyone was surprised and happy, and cheered.

"The class teacher has contributed a lot to the good results of Class 6, and the class teacher also played a very good role in taking the lead."

The teaching director patted Zuo Haoran heavily on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Come on!"

"Thank you, Director Ma, for your encouragement. I will do it." Zuo Haoran held his head high and his righteousness returned.

The classmates just rolled their eyes and said to themselves, who doesn't know that you are uncle and nephew? Why are you pretending?

"The firearms test is about to begin, collect all the bones!"

Devil Yan suddenly glared, "You only have one chance, and marksmanship is the easiest way to get better scores. Forget about the results just now and focus on the target in front of you. If you are a little careless, there will be no place to cry!"

The students' eyes shrank, and they hurriedly eliminated distracting thoughts and concentrated.

"The first set of tests, Zuo Haoran, Meng Chao!"
Chapter completed!