Fang Youdao remembered that he told Qin Mo that there was a demon crystal. He first used the demon crystal to assist his training, and transferred his vitality to temper his physical body.

Qin Mo had been listening carefully on the other end of the phone.

Could it be that at that time, Qin Mo had already tempered his body by himself?

It doesn't matter if your physical fitness improves quickly, that's what you have if you have the resources, but tempering the body requires step by step, how can Qin Mo improve so quickly?

Fang Youdao doesn't believe it.

Qin Mo, are you really cheating?

On the competition stage, Qin Mo had sharp eyes and quick hands. He struck out with lightning, not giving the other people any time to react. His attack must be ruthless. He was severely injured with one blow. In the chaos, he also received a few blows. Someone was specifically watching his butt and spanking him. Qin Mo

He resisted with his physical body, and at the same time secretly noted the person's appearance.

"After practicing Copper Skin, even if I don't use Yuan Skills, my physical defense is comparable to defensive Yuan Skills. This is pure physical defense." Qin Mo stepped forward, pulled a new student over with his right hand, and put his knee on his chest.

On the bed, there was a muffled groan in his ears, and he couldn't stand being pushed by Qin Mo, and he lost his footing.

Without tempering his body, his defense power is only a little higher than that of ordinary people. He couldn't bear being beaten by Qin Mo.

"Come out." Qin Mo's eyes were like a hawk, and he locked eyes on a freshman in the crowd who had been staring at his butt. He turned around and grabbed him out of the crowd.

"Ah - Qin Mo, I was wrong, I shouldn't have attacked your private parts."

Qin Mo's face darkened, "Noisy."

Before he could beg for mercy, Qin Mo kicked him off the stone platform and struck hard at his waist.

"Our attacks can't hurt him at all. He has tempered his body." Seeing Qin Mo's bravery, the other freshmen's faces turned blue and they tempered their bodies. When they entered the Imperial Martial Arts, they also heard what the old students had said.

Tempering the physical body requires a large amount of demon crystals to create copper skin and iron bones, and the combat effectiveness can soar.

Qin Mo, this is how you got your bronze skin.

If you don't admit defeat, you will be beaten. After the beating, you will still lose.

They can't get 100 merit points. They are eager for quick success and should wait a little longer.

"Don't you want to take the merit points from me, Qin Mo?" Qin Mo's face was cold, and he kept walking and continued to kill the remaining people. These are all merit points. The freshman who originally had less than 90 physical fitness points only had 3 merit points.

, he ordered 10, and the principal gave him a double.

It can't be wasted.

"We admit defeat." After Qin Mo eliminated two more freshmen, the remaining two freshmen looked at each other and chose to jump off the competition platform by themselves.

If you can't beat it, there is no need to fight hard.

They haven't even entered the fake first-class, so if they try to fight for a tempered body, aren't they looking for a beating?

"Tempering the physical body. This kid has not yet entered the first level. How about tempering the physical body first?" In the school leadership area, the tough-bodied instructor Pang Bo, who was wearing half-sleeves, looked a little unbelievable.

"By practicing this way, you will indeed become very powerful in a short period of time. However, you will need more resources when you advance to the first level. It would be too reckless to choose this path."

Another martial arts instructor who was about forty years old also agreed and shook his head: "Although he has the strength, it is easy for trouble to lead such a student. I will definitely not accept it."

As he spoke, he moved quickly and without squinting, and while no one was paying attention, he wrote Qin Mo's name on a blank piece of paper, with the suffix - First Beloved Disciple.

Pang Bo made no move, and just said in his heart: "This new student, I will fight for Qin Mo, and no one else will fight."

When the young female martial arts instructor saw that the two people were talking to each other, she said coldly: "Hypocritical people, just fight if you want, why are you acting here? You have tempered your body to the copper skin realm before you become a first-class martial artist. Such a good student,

Who wouldn’t want to rob it?”

"You think you can deceive other instructors just by saying a few words that you don't care?"

"Who would believe that you don't want to fight, just fight based on your ability."

The young female martial arts instructor was very disdainful of the writing style of Pang Bo and another martial arts instructor. Is this treating others as fools?

However, when the young martial artist saw that Qin Mo's physical body was tempered so well, her heart was ready to move. Among her students, there were many strong ones, but not many of them had greater potential than Qin Mo.

Before becoming a first-level martial artist, you need to temper your body first. Very few people would choose this path. Qin Mo chose it and succeeded.

His combat power is not weaker than that of a first-grade martial artist.

Qin Mo, she will also fight for it.

On the stage, Qin Mo shouted towards the school leaders: "12."

After a pause, he added: "Double merit points."

For the first time, there was silence on the radio.

Under the competition stage, when the freshmen saw this, the fire in their hearts was extinguished. This is not a first-grade martial artist. His body is stronger than that.

Originally, those who occupied the competition stage were a group of monsters.

A first-class martial artist, a pseudo-first-class martial artist, can almost reach the first-class level.

Qin Mo looks like a soft persimmon, his energy and blood are not that strong, and he is not a monster on the freshman ranking list. He is easy to bully and earns merit points. Who knows, he has already tempered his body, and he can fight ten of them.

.

This is a slap in the face, they are new, do they still have a way to survive?

In an instant, all the freshmen took three steps back and began to wait and see, hesitating.

There are ten competition stages, and each one is not easy to mess with.

Seeing this, Qin Mo was disappointed and said: "Originally, I thought that after entering the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, I would be able to find some strong opponents. Unfortunately, if the literary masters join forces, the martial arts masters will be vulnerable."

"Is this just enough strength?"

"It doesn't matter if you are weak in strength. The most important thing for a martial artist is to have a heart that dares to fight and strive. Look at you, do you look like students from the Imperial Martial Academy? How about arrogance? How about bravery?"

Qin Mo pointed his fingers at the five pseudo-first-level students in the audience, and said coldly: "You five merit points...students, come up."

"If you beat me up, not only will you get 100 merit points from the principal, but the merit points in my hand will also be yours."

After defeating you, the merit points in your hand also belong to us?

However, you don’t have many merit points in your hand.

You are tempting us. You just called us merit points, and you don't treat us as human beings. In your eyes, we are probably all merit points.

The five fake first-level students named by Qin Mo looked at me and I looked at you. If you say you are not moved, that would be a lie.

However, Qin Mo's strength is there. The freshman student assessment is just this one opportunity. If they lose the merit points in the freshman assessment, they will lose their share.

Seeing that the five people named below were hesitant, Qin Mo sneered: "Why, five fake first-class people, even one fake first-class person against me, don't dare to go up?"

"Don't come to the Imperial Martial Arts Academy. I suggest you just go back and rebuild it."

"Diwu, we don't accept waste."

waste?!

This is a bit harsh.

But Qin Mo knew that if he didn't talk about the key points, no one would dare to come up.

Not to mention ruthless, each of these new students is waiting for a bargain.

"You said I'm a waste." A freshman couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Qin Mo shook his head, waved his hands quickly and said in fear: "No, no, no, I'm not targeting you, I'm saying that everyone who dares not come up is all trash."

"Defeat Qin Mo, each person will receive 200 merit points, no limit to the number of people." After Qin Mo finished speaking, Principal Guo Hantao's voice sounded again on the radio.
Chapter completed!