"Who else!"

Qin Mo's loud shout and question was loud and loud, like thunder on the ground, exploding in everyone's ears. The freshmen who were eager to give it a try all took a step back, hesitating.

They were shocked and frightened.

Qin Mo, so fierce.

It can resist and fight, and its endurance is amazing.

Under the competition stage, the three fake first-level freshmen were still rolling around with their hands on their waists, cold sweat rolling down their foreheads, and they were completely defeated.

"Six of them hit each other, and I, Qin Moliu, killed them all. You are still not convinced when I call you useless?" Qin Mo's eyes were sharp and he glanced down. His whole body was sore. After all, he had received too many beatings, let alone him.

Even a real master with bronze skin and iron bones can't survive so many black kicks and random punches.

Just hold on.

However, it was Qin Mo's ability to be able to hold on. If he couldn't hold on, it was Qin Mo who was lying on the ground now.

Ordinary first-level martial arts masters are probably not as strong as Qin Mo. At most, their attack power is stronger than him, and their defense power is incomparable to Qin Mo's.

"He really won." Hong Meng, who was standing in the crowd in the audience, had a dark face. He couldn't believe how Qin Mo could become so brave.

Don’t call me Qin Mo, just Qin Meng.

It’s been a long time since I last saw him. He was able to defeat six fake first-grade players without relying on Yuan skills, and they were all the leaders of this new generation.

Before Shan Xin, Qin Mo had already picked off several ordinary freshmen.

He didn't believe Qin Mo was not injured at all.

According to Hong Meng's estimation, Qin Mo was no longer a perfect figure when fighting Shan Xin and the six others.

Shan Xin and Jiang Rou thought so too, at least when they weren't knocked off the stage.

Hong Meng knew that the gap between him and Qin Mo was getting wider and wider.

On the other competition stages, the five first-level martial arts masters, Zhou Wu, Sun Yiyun, and Su Muhu, who were not challenged, all had gloomy expressions. If they faced Shan Xin and Jiang Rou, they would all lose.

Under the stage, life was boiling, but no one took a step forward.

After waiting for another three minutes, no one came on stage. In fact, the freshmen in the audience were getting further and further away from Qin Mo.

They really gave up. They were originally surrounding here, just waiting for Qin Mo to pull away from the siege of the wheel battle.

As a result, after waiting round after round, three rounds after three rounds, Qin Mo fought more and more fiercely, and almost passed the level.

Qin Mo's face darkened and he said unhappily: "To tell you the truth, in the match just now, Shan Xin, Jiang Rou and the others beat me ruthlessly. I, Qin Mo, was already injured, and the injury was not serious."

"If you want to pick up the slack, you have to take advantage of this moment and bring in a few random people to give it a try. Maybe I will lose."

"Aren't you excited about 200 merit points per person?"

"If you miss this opportunity, when I, Qin Mo, lose and someone else picks the peach, you will have no chance. 200 merit points will be given to others in vain."

I believe you are evil!

The freshmen in the audience wanted to curse, that's what you said before.

The results of it--

You have obviously been winning and never stopped.

Shan Xin, Feng Baifeng and others looked ashamed, clenched their fists tightly, and then opened them slumpedly. If they lose, they lose. Not to mention Qin Mo's dirty tricks, even one of the six of them lost, and they still have the nerve to blame others for using dirty tricks.

Recruit?

"Qin Mo, get over with it." The principal's voice came out over the radio, and the joy and anger could not be heard clearly.

When Qin Mo heard this, he immediately shook his head and resisted with all his strength: "Principal, I, Qin Mo, deeply feel that my strength is not enough. I am still far from it. With so many merit points... Oh no, so many brothers and sisters are waiting to test me.

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"Although I was seriously injured and should have withdrawn, I, Qin Mo, am not that selfish and cannot take care of myself. I am willing to be the subject of assessment for all my brothers and sisters."

The freshmen below were all petrified, dumbfounded. They had seen such shameless people, but never seen such shameless ones.

The devil wants to go up and compete with you. After this battle, we would rather find a first-grade martial artist than you, Qin Mo.

The atmosphere was silent. Seeing that Qin Mo had no intention of stepping down, the principal's voice came out lightly from the microphone again: "Zhou Wu, Sun Yiyun, Su Muhu, Lin Zhishui, Kong Jing, the five of you take turns to challenge Qin Mo."

Ahem...

The moment the words on the radio ended, Qin Mo stood on the stage and coughed violently: "Principal, I can't survive. I'm seriously injured. I need to leave early to rest."

"My brothers and sisters, I'm sorry. I wholeheartedly serve everyone, but my body doesn't allow it."

Just kidding, five first-level martial arts masters took turns beating him, and Qin Mo didn't dare to take it hard. If he hadn't experienced so many rounds of battles before, and his body was not seriously exhausted, Qin Mo wouldn't have stage fright against any of them, but in his current state

, any one of the five first-class people who have been standing nearby watching the show will probably suffer.

Besides, Qin Mo was not sure whether any of these first-grade martial arts masters were hiding their strength.

Forget it, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses.

The principal clearly felt that he had violated the rules too much. If the beating continued, none of the freshmen would come to challenge him.

There is no one to challenge, so there is no point for Qin Mo to stand on the stage. In other words, Zhou Wu's five first-grade martial arts masters have been waiting for a long time, and it is too embarrassing to go to Qin Mo, who has been involved in so many battles as a first-grade martial arts master.

But the principal personally gave the order, which was different. It was a reasonable move, and no one would think that they were bullying the weak. Zhou Wu took the first step, thick and powerful, preparing to board the competition stage where Qin Mo was.

However, Qin Mo's speed was too fast. After saying this, he left the field immediately, holding his chest and leaving the field as if he was seriously injured.

"I finally got down. This guy has earned so many merit points."

"It's all double merit points. We were all deceived by him."

Qin Mo came off the stage and greeted the new students one by one. Everyone was filled with hatred. Some of them were kicked off the stage by Qin Mo himself, and they still held grudges in their hearts.

"Zhou Wu, Sun Yiyun, the five of you occupy the competition stage No. 1 and evaluate each other for a round. How many games you can win depends on your ability. For the other freshmen, the fake first-class players will fight against the fake first-class players. The three competition stages No. 2-4 will be handed over to you.

Those whose physical fitness is below 90, go to the competition arenas 5-10, don't waste your time." The principal's words were clear and concise. After Qin Mo's incident, it is estimated that those with backward physical fitness will not be able to challenge fake first-class or first-class martial arts masters.

The faces of the remaining pseudo-first-grade and first-grade martial artists turned dark when they heard the principal's words.

They originally had an advantage and were able to make a fortune in this freshmen assessment, but now that they have been given such a score by the principal, all their advantages are gone.

"Qin Mo, when the freshman assessment is over, I will definitely fight with him."

"Take me with you. You can't use elemental skills or weapons in the new martial arts, otherwise I will challenge him in the morning."

A new student had a toothache and pinched his teeth.

After hearing this, Hong Meng shook his head, sneered in his heart, and said nothing.

He saw with his own eyes that Qin Mo had used Yuan skills, and a first-grade cult martial artist had his fists crushed into pieces. If you really want to fight with Qin Mo, you are just fooling around and giving away merit points to others in vain.

In the next assessment, due to the temporary intervention of the principal to change the rules, students of similar strength from all sides fought, and the battle in the three major areas suddenly became extremely fierce.

The most intense one was of course on stage 1, where all the first-level martial artists were fighting. Zhou Wu showed overwhelming strength from the moment he faced his first opponent, Sun Yiyun. It was beyond everyone's expectations. In the end, Zhou Wu defeated four with one.

Apart from Qin Mo, the student who received the most merit points.

The most important thing is that Zhou Wu has also tempered his physical body. Although he has not reached the realm of copper skin, Qin Mo can see clearly that Zhou Wu has not just started tempering, but has been for some time.

"Zhou Wu's father is a fifth-grade grandmaster, belonging to the second generation of Wu and a disciple of the aristocratic family." Qin Mo suddenly understood when he heard such a sentence from a student.

Those who can obtain a large amount of demon crystals to temper their bodies in high school are definitely not ordinary families.

Ordinary wealthy families do not have the resources to obtain demon crystals.

Either he is the son of a grandmaster, whose father hunts demon crystals in another dimension, or he is in a high position and has resources allocated to him.

The entire martial arts assessment lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the end, two people Qin Mo knew well, Hong Meng who came out of Jincheng together, defeated 5 students, and Cheng Xi defeated 3 students.

Basically, most students are considered strong if they defeat three or five students. Except for Qin Mo, the one with the highest record is Zhang Liang, a freshman in the pseudo-first-level realm, who defeated 10 students.

Wait until all assessments are completed.

Teacher Geng from the Logistics Department stood on the stage with a smile on his face and said: "Dear students, the assessment of new martial arts masters has ended. Now we will announce the ranking of merit points obtained in this assessment."

"Affected by various factors, the ranking of merit points cannot 100% represent the students' talent potential. Please make your own judgment."

Pang Bo sat on the chair and cursed secretly in his heart: "That shit doesn't mean you have talent and potential. Please don't steal people from me later."

The young female mentor has already set her sights on Qin Mo.

"001, Qin Mo, defeated 86 students, including 26 ordinary students and 60 fake first-level students, and obtained a total of 1836 merit points."

Wow————
Chapter completed!