I can be invincible all thanks to myself, martial arts, and my upper body!

After a while, the battle between the old nine of the imperial capital and the little fairy rabbit came to an end.

Neither side killed the opponent, but tested the other side. As a result, the battle ended without a winner. Finally, the virtual judgment intelligence was triggered, and the final judgment was that the old nine of the imperial capital won.

The reason was that his blood value remained 72%, while the blood value of the little fairy rabbit only remained 65%.

After this judgment result appeared, the fans of the old nine of the imperial capital cheered.

The top martial arts students from all over the country who were watching were all thinking.

The old nine of the imperial capital is still stronger.

With this information, it is not a waste of time to watch the show here.

The battle scene ended, and everyone was asked to leave in an instant.

Cui Dongshan did not continue to watch other battles.

Anyway, after seeing these two, Cui Dongshan believed that any senior high school students who were a little confident in their own strength would hide the real situation to avoid exposing information and being targeted in the actual college entrance examination.

Cui Dongshan opened the small squares of the region again, and many options appeared here, all selected according to the place name.

There are a total of 98 provinces and regions, and 2,125 urban areas.

I found Hanzhou City, clicked it, and dozens of small squares appeared.

But compared with the popularity of the homepage of 9999+.

Among these dozens of small squares, the most popular ones are only more than 100, that is, more than 100 people are watching?

Cui Dongshan looked at the first one and raised his eyebrows.

Good guy.

The small squares on the homepage, those strong people who fought, all chose to hide information.

But these senior high school students in Hanzhou are actually open and aboveboard, using their real names.

For example, the first one, the name shows: Dongfang Xiong vs. Song Yuanxing.

After thinking about it, I have some impression in my memory. It seems that Dongfang Xiong is a martial arts genius in No. 1 Middle School. He has always been in the top five in the grade, but his family situation is not very good. His father died early, and his mother raised three children alone and worked three part-time jobs, which was very hard.

After Dongfang Xiong showed his talent in martial arts, Hanzhou City also had a newspaper interview, which earned a lot of tears from the people of Hanzhou City. Later, there was a spontaneous fundraising to help this young man who rose from ordinary solve his worries.

As for Song Yuanxing, Cui Dongshan didn't know him.

After all, he only knew a few of the more than 600 students in the same grade in No. 3 Middle School. How could he know the senior students of other schools?

And the previous me, with rubbish talent, was not interested in caring about these.

At this moment, seeing that Song Yuanxing could fight with Dongfang Xiong without losing, Cui Dongshan became curious and went in to see.

As soon as he entered, Cui Dongshan's face turned black.

Because some scolding was heard instantly.

"Fuck, Song Yuanxing is so shameless, he actually used dirty tricks? Is this the kind of martial arts you teach in No. 2 Middle School?"

"Fuck, idiots, when you fight against ferocious beasts and monsters, do you still talk about martial ethics with them? This is a battle, just like a life-and-death fight on the battlefield, you brainless idiots from No. 1 Middle School."

"What a shit Dongfang Xiong, except for saying that his family is in trouble and deceiving the little girl's sympathy, he has no ability at all, and he is in the top five in the grade, but he is still suppressed by our No. 2 Middle School? Trash."

"You are cheating."

"Don't talk if you can't beat him, what are you trying to show off?"

"Damn, if you have the guts, come and fight me, let's have a fight."

"Oh, you are awesome, but I won't be fooled. Fighting with idiots, there is no achievement if you win."

"You are an idiot, your whole family is idiots."

"Bounce back. ”

…

Looking at more than a hundred people, the excitement is not inferior to the 9999+ battle scene audience seats.

Cui Dongshan was silent for a moment and quietly left.

Sure enough, the idiot students are more joyful.

They all know that they are not qualified to enter the national competition field, so they all let themselves go.

Forget it, just be happy.

After exiting the challenge mode, Cui Dongshan was about to log off when he suddenly found a red dot on the virtual interface.

Clicked it and saw that it was a personal interface.

The red dot is displayed on the personal account.

Clicked it again and saw a line of numbers.

Credit point balance: 10211.33.

Credit points are the official currency of Daxia in the martial arts era.

After all, with the development of technology, backward paper money has long been eliminated, and all coins are transferred and used in virtual accounts.

This is more convenient for travel.

But isn’t my balance more than 200?

This ten thousand... I remembered the bonus from the Special Security Bureau.

Good guy, just give me ten thousand!

Special Security Bureau

Really rich.

Cui Dongshan was amazed in his heart, but the joy in his eyes was even greater.

Ten thousand.

I have never seen so much money in my life.

As an orphan, he can get 150 credit points of living expenses from the Hanzhou government every month.

The account balance can be more than 200 points, which is completely saved by frugality.

Now it has increased fifty times in a flash.

Sure enough, people can't get rich without windfall!

Hunting beasts or demons can make you rich overnight.

At this moment, Cui Dongshan's realm of thought has been sublimated and improved.

Work hard to practice, kill beasts, kill demons, and make a fortune.

He looked at the balance happily for a while.

Cui Dongshan then went offline.

Look at the time, it's still early, I'm free anyway, go to the brothel... take a medicinal bath.

Treat a few good children well, and then let them out at night to continue practicing.

Get up quickly, go out, and run to the Dream Club.

Come again.

The receptionist, who had long remembered the appearance of the brother who owned the membership card, smiled even sweeter.

"The boss is here, please come in."

Ten minutes later.

Single room, wooden barrel.

Cui Dongshan was soaking in the medicinal bath, enjoying the wisps of hot air steaming his delicate body, while picking up a black berry from the wild world from the plate on the table next to him and slowly tasting it.

Next to him.

Four martial artists were also soaking in the medicinal bath, playing happily.

Crouching Tiger Fist was diving, at the bottom of the bathtub, wrapping around Cui Dongshan's legs, having a lot of fun.

Cutting Pulse Finger was lying in Cui Dongshan's arms, picking up the petals floating on the water.

Running Bull Step was standing by the barrel, diving.

Wolf Fang Seven Hammers was lurking in the medicinal bath, blowing bubbles.

Parent-child bath, endless fun.

...

The next day.

Woke up early in the morning.

This time the biological clock was very accurate, around half past six.

Habitually called back the four good children.

Took a look.

After a night of hard practice, the progress of Crouching Tiger Fist was zero, the progress of Wolf Fang Seven Hammers was zero, the progress of Cutting Pulse Finger was five points, and the progress of Running Bull Step was one point.

Cui Dongshan was not disappointed.

Crouching Tiger Fist and Wolf Fang Seven Hammers have reached this level, it is very difficult to improve them, and they need to be greatly supplemented.

But the road of martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will fall behind.

Besides, only by accumulating little by little can you make a great breakthrough.

So, good children, don't slack off in practice.

Get up, wash up, and go to school.

As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I met the principal Wei Debiao.

"Dongshan, follow me." Wei Debiao smiled happily, as if he had encountered good things.

Cui Dongshan looked puzzled, but was still taken by Wei Debiao to a luxury car on the side of the road.

Wei Debiao drove.

Cui Dongshan sat in the co-pilot seat.

After the vehicle drove out, Cui Dongshan asked curiously: "Principal, where are we going?"

Wei Debiao said: "Do you remember the bet between me and old man Dong?"

Cui Dongshan nodded.

This is a benefit planned for himself, of course he knows.

Wei Debiao smiled and said: "In order to offset the quota for employment, this old man has given you a good identity. This is definitely a super help tailored for you."

Cui Dongshan was stunned.

Super help is mentioned?

What identity makes you so excited?

Wei Debiao did not explain too much, just said that breakfast was prepared in the back seat of the car, and asked Cui Dongshan to eat first.

Cui Dongshan took a look, it was true, the bags in the back were full of food.

He didn't say anything polite, just took it and started eating.

Breakfast is all beast meat, beast milk, and beast eggs.

After all, martial artists consume a lot of energy. If they don't eat these highly nutritious meats, they can't bear the high-pressure practice at all.

Not long after Cui Dongshan finished breakfast.

Wei Debiao stopped the car.

Cui Dongshan got out of the car and found himself in front of a tall building.

And there was a huge name on the tall building.

"Vulcan Hunting Team Headquarters."