Chapter 123 Next stop, Nine Death Ridge What a vicious curse this is! Chen Mo felt his head buzzing. If I can’t speak for three hours, that would be the end of me! Gu Yan used his trick to defeat him, and he felt relieved and returned to his usual cheerful attitude: "By the way, its upper limit is the late fifth realm. After the fifth realm, you have to plan how to use it, because as long as you use this knife, your true energy will definitely be exhausted. Remember?" "remember." Chen Mo nodded, and then asked, "Which branches benefit from it?" "Fire Acupoint, Red God, and innate talents related to true qi." "Thank you, Dean." This time Chen Mo thanked him sincerely. Gu Yan waved his hand and said, "As I said, this is my thank you gift. Go ahead and practice hard. I look forward to your performance in the exam." But before Chen Mo could walk out of the small courtyard behind the administrative building, he was stopped again.

"Wait, which martial arts academy are you going to apply to?" Chen Mo stopped and replied, "It's not confirmed yet." Although he was inclined towards Qingfeng Mountain, to be honest he had never seen other top martial arts academies, so this was not entirely certain. Gu Yan said: "Come to us, I will treat you like a core disciple." The dean suddenly turned into an HR, and he was certain that Chen Mo could pass the entrance exam to Qingwu Academy. As soon as he mentioned the benefits, Chen Mo was no longer sleepy. He rubbed his hands and asked, "What are the benefits for core disciples?" Even if they all meet the admission standards of the martial arts academy, different people may be treated differently. Simply put, if a person with three orifices penetrated and a person with four orifices penetrated are admitted to a first-rate martial arts academy at the same time, the former is very ordinary here, and his resources and teachers may be of general standards, but people with four orifices penetrated are much rarer, so they may be treated as senior disciples. Core disciples, as the name suggests, are the core of every martial arts academy's training, so they will naturally receive more preferential treatment. This is why, the people in the inner courtyard are already guaranteed to be in a first-rate martial arts academy, and each of them still has to work hard at training, and even develop something like the Half-style. However, regarding the treatment, Gu Yan said: "You haven't been admitted yet, so I can't tell you. But I will reveal a little bit, the core disciples of the first-class martial arts academy are treated better than the ordinary disciples of the ten top martial arts academies." Chen Mo smiled: "Then why don't I go to a top martial arts academy to be a core disciple." Gu Yan glanced at him unhappily and said, "What are you talking about? Is it so easy to become a core disciple of a top martial arts academy?" He raised his chin slightly, his amiable smile completely disappeared, and he emanated a subtle aura of power, as if he had become much taller. "Do you think you are so great just because you have mastered that sword art? The only people who participated in this challenge from beginning to end were the thirty-odd people from your Qingcheng Martial Arts School, plus the relatives of several dozen martial arts academy disciples. What do you think the national exam is like? It is a competition arena where all the geniuses like you from millions of square kilometers gather together. I'll give you a code and count you as the best in your city. Let me ask you, how many cities are there in the country? Even if you put the transparency of each city together, how many competitors do you think you have?" The old man's eyes at this moment were like two knives, just like his entire aura. "Let me ask you again, do you know how many core disciples each class of each martial arts academy has?"

He held out three fingers. "Hahaha." Gu Yan laughed a few more times, but compared to the old man-like laughter he had before, his laughter now sounded a little more heroic. "Go ahead, you still have to make some more progress." Chen Mo bowed slightly to him, then strode out of the yard. When the back figure disappeared at the gate of the yard at the end of the path, Gu Yan scratched his head and asked, "Is it a bit too scary?" On the right side of the door, a tall figure was leaning against the wall, and the scars on his face were shocking every time he looked at them. "Are you scared?" Kang Long asked with a smile, wasn't he already back, but Gu Xiaoxin refused his request to drive her there. Chen Mo cast his gaze over and grinned: "Scared? This old man can't fool me. Each martial arts academy has a maximum of three core disciples per class. How many places are there in total? He invited me before I even took the exam, which means I'm not bad, unless you think that a saint-level transcendent has poor vision." Kang Long knew that the old man felt that Chen Mo's personality seemed frivolous, and wanted him to be more down-to-earth, but it seemed to have no effect. He was about to say something when he heard the other party speak firmly. "Besides, if my goal is to be the top among all people, then what does it matter how many opponents there are in the country? I will be stronger than everyone anyway." Kang Long was stunned by this confidence. That’s right, if you don’t even have the desire to win, then you’ve already lost before you even start. Lin Xiangyun, no wonder you told me to keep a close eye on him. Your vision was right. He will definitely leave a name in the supernatural world in the future. Just as I was thinking this, I heard Chen Mo muttering. "Fuck, this guy is so good at pretending. I'll write this down so that I can reuse it with someone else later." "." Kang Long was completely speechless. After completing the big task of challenging the sword, Chen Mo gained a lot. Not only did he advance the progress bar of drawing talents, but he also got a spiritual weapon. Hu Mingxuan was so greedy for this thing that he said on the spot: "I'll ask my dad to buy one for me later." But it didn't work this time. Chen Mo said proudly: "This has negative effects, your father can't buy it." "hateful!" Hu Mingxuan gritted his teeth, "Then how can I have one?" Chen Mo smiled and said, "Go to the Nether Abyss." "Oh, then no." "Hey, you're pretty quick to say no."

"Nonsense, isn't it a death wish for a rubbish like me to go to the Netherworld?" “Don’t sell yourself short.” The two of them fell asleep while bickering in the grassland night. After spending the last night peacefully, it was time to leave around noon the next day. "Put all your luggage in the car, we're going to the airport for our next flight." Gao Xing's shout caused all the students to immediately disperse from the martial arts training ground. Chen Mo said goodbye to Xu Yin and others on the sidelines. "My dear seniors, I feel a little sad at this time of parting. Although we have only known each other for half a month, it seems like a long time has passed." Pan Xing complained quietly: "Of course, you are just wasting your days for me while you are talking so much." Chen Mo ignored his words and continued, "Even if I go to another martial arts academy, I will miss you." Xu Yin smiled and said, "We will definitely meet again in the future. Don't take it too seriously. We will always experience separations, big and small, in life." Chen Mo nodded vigorously: "In this case, before we leave this time, I will teach you an essay that I just read yesterday. This article is full of sincere emotions, and you can use it when you say goodbye to others in the future. It's not long, only 5,000 words. Hey, don't leave, let's chat for a while! Wait for me, Sister Xu, time is running out, I will only read 3,000 words! No less!" Looking at Chen Mo making a fuss not far away, Gao Xing was a little amused. "Teacher Kang, you just said that the next destination is Tongliu City, which means we are going to..." "Yes." Kang Long continued in high spirits, "We are going to the martial arts academy closest to the Nether Abyss in China, Jiusi Ridge." (End of this chapter)