Nanshan City.

East German Vuko School.

"Xu Chi, strength value 30, low-diving warrior"

A man in his mid-30s, standing on the podium with a quiz sheet in his hand, read it out in disappointment.

Immediately, Xu Chi took heavy steps, walked up to the podium, and took down the test sheet.

Xu Chi held the test sheet in his hand, clenched it tightly, and the force was a little too strong, his nails passed through the test sheet, and even embedded in the flesh, and the subtle blood stained the test sheet red.

After the head teacher announced the results, the students under the podium set off a discussion, but not many people ridiculed Xu Chi, and most of the students regretted him.

"A strength value of 30 is the limit of a normal person, and Xu Chi has now fallen to this point"

"Yes, Xu Chi has been regressing for the past three years, when he was 14 years old, his strength value was already 115, and he was qualified to become a real martial artist, and in three years, his strength value did not rise but fell, this kind of gap is too miserable"

Fortunately, there was not much ridicule, otherwise Xu Chi's mood would have been even more depressed, but the sympathy of his classmates, he was not in a good mood when he heard it, was God joking with him?

Xu Chi slowly raised his head and looked at the head teacher who had always been optimistic about him, who sighed repeatedly, his eyes revealing endless disappointment.

The head teacher sighed, then picked up the next test sheet and read it aloud: "Qi value is 79, medium and deep martial artist"

While announcing the name, the head teacher's eyes looked at Guo Meng, who made him proud.

Immediately afterwards, a young girl walked up, she was wearing a black pleated miniskirt on her lower body, revealing a pair of slender and straight jade legs, and a white suspender belt on her upper body, revealing her white and seductive collarbones. The girl smiled and went on stage, this achievement satisfied her vanity, and the corners of her mouth hooked up the arc of pride.

Guo Meng is 16 years old, with a somewhat immature little face, as white as cream, and in the process of stepping up to the podium, a pair of eyes fell on her, and every part of her whole person has something to admire.

"Congratulations Guo Meng, your strength is very high, but you can't slack off in your cultivation, continue to work hard, and your future is immeasurable."

The head teacher handed the test sheet to Guo Meng and said with a smile.

In the crowd, there was once again a wave of discussion.

"If this continues, Guo Meng will be able to become a real martial artist when she becomes an adult, and her achievements will be maintained, and there is hope for Shangpingjiang Martial Arts University."

When the girl heard the approving voice, she couldn't help grinning, but for the sake of her personal image, she still resisted it, but this feeling of vanity being satisfied made her a little fluttery.

When the girl returned to her seat, many people asked her if she wanted to test the list, and she did not refuse, enjoying the feeling of being envied.

She still glanced at Xu Chi casually, and there was sadness in her eyes.

With a lament, my thoughts returned to three years ago.

Three years ago, Xu Chi was noticed by 10,000 people, and his strength reached 115 at the age of 14, and his demonic achievements caused a sensation in the entire Nanshan City.

In this world, warriors have more resources, and the stronger the force, the more resources there are.

The state stipulates that the establishment of a company needs to reach the minimum level of martial arts, so the demand for martial arts geniuses in enterprises is also self-evident.

The 14-year-old Xu Chi showed extraordinary talent for cultivation and was soon valued by many companies, which vied to sign a contract with Xu Chi to join the company as soon as he graduated from college.

One of them is a subsidiary of Ma Jun's Polibaba.

Ma Jun is the king of martial arts in China, and with Poli Baba, he successfully squeezed into the top three of the rich list of China.

In addition, the president of the rice company, Lei Yun King, also threw an olive branch to Xu Chi and made an exception to admit teenagers as their young offerings.

After passing around, the test sheet quickly returned to Guo Meng's hands.

Guo Meng came back to his senses, shook his head, and said in a deep voice, forget it, even if there were many girls who pasted it upside down for a long time, now they have to accept the fact that genius has fallen.

From now on, they are people from two worlds, and it is better for a person with a low realm like Xu Chi to break off contact.

The mobile phone in her hand had already opened the chat box with Xu Chi at this time, thought about it, and decisively deleted her friend.

"Strength 97, High Diver Warrior!"

The enthusiasm of the classmates for Guo Meng has not gone down, and the score of 97 strength has come again, and the time has caused another exclamation.

The strength value is 97, if nothing else, you can become a martial artist in half a year.

Becoming a martial artist at the age of 18 is the basic line of going to a famous martial arts school.

Coming out and entering the penguins, the country is that kind of big company, how can it get six or seven hundred thousand a year.

Continue to cultivate and become a martial artist, and when the time comes, you will have saved enough money to register a company, and you will be able to be your own boss, so it can be said that you have rushed to the upper class.

The qualification for admission to a prestigious school is based on cultivation talent, and the admission requirement for a prestigious school is to become a martial artist at or before the age of 18.

Therefore, this student with a strength value of 97 has a high probability.

"Zhao Wen'er's strength is worth 97 points, congratulations!"

While announcing the name, the head teacher's eyes looked at Zhao Wen'er.

"It's really her!"

Many students here guessed that it might be Zhao Wen'er, but no one said it.

A 16-year-old has a strength value of 97, which will mean that a 17-year-old can become a martial artist even before the age of 17.

This kind of person is the honor roll of the school, and the champion of the martial arts department who wants to do propaganda in this city.

Hearing this, a girl who is about the same height as Xu Chi and has an overall pure and lovely image walked on stage.

She wears a yellow training T-shirt on the top and a short black skirt on the bottom, with white shoes and socks, a playful double ponytail and the most popular cat ear hairstyle of the season.

The whole looks pure and cute, and if the impression of her is only reflected in the cuteness, it will be lost.

She has a slightly round goose egg face, her face is as white as mutton fat, and her big eyes seem to melt the heart of any teenager.

From the moment she just stood up to the time she stepped onto the stage, her eyes hit her like a spotlight, and the corners of her mouth only hooked up a faint smile, which was too slight to seem to be happy because of her excellent strength.

It seems to be a polite smile, nothing more, and it doesn't show any discomfort because of the attention.

"The strength value is 97, don't be proud, work steadily, and strive to be admitted to Qingbei University of Science and Technology"

The head teacher instructed.

Zhao Wen'er took the test sheet, turned around, and immediately her eyes swept towards the lonely young man sitting in the corner, Xu Chi.

Xu Chi noticed it, raised his head a little lazily, his face was extremely ugly, and when he looked at Zhao Wen'er, his face eased slightly.

She got off the podium and returned to her seat, and her classmates scrambled to take her test sheet, but she didn't care at all.

She just cautiously opened her phone, pondered the wording repeatedly, and sent it to the lonely and helpless Xu Chi.

"Don't leave after school!"

When the news was sent, she glanced at Xu Chi, and she was very worried about whether it would seem that she was threatening him.

Since Xu Chi was 14 years old and his strength value reached 115, he has been regressing, retreating to 30 points, and those girls who admire him have all become indifferent, thinking that he has always had an attitude towards him, and there is only Zhao Wen'er.

Thinking of this, Xu Chi shook his head bitterly, why should Zhao Wen'er do this, being with a waste person affects him more.

......

In the process of walking to the school gate, I passed the strength value billboard, and the class teacher read the whole class during class, and the bulletin board was announced by the whole school.

"Isn't this Xu Chi? The young master of the Xu family, a former genius, used to be the first in the school in terms of strength, and the second place was more than 20 people, and the senior ones were not as good as him, and now he is at the bottom."

"The young master of the family, there must be a way to increase the strength value, maybe it was poured medicine before, otherwise how could it be so high?"

"I think too, it must have been drugged, 14-year-old strength is worth 115 calories, it's too perverted, it's impossible, and now it's estimated that it's a side effect, and the seedlings are fueled"

Xu Chi paused, just stayed for a minute, he didn't expect to be called the target of discussion so quickly, and this sarcastic voice, like a steel knife, pierced his heart one by one.

He clenched his fists, his face was extremely gloomy, and his body trembled a little, didn't these people see him?

Some of these familiar faces flattered Xu Chi back then, and they gained a lot of cultivation experience from Xu Chi.

And now they have also joined the team of taunting Xu Chi, as if not mocking Xu Chi is unsociable.

Hehe!

Xu Chi just sneered, and didn't come forward to find them to theorize, at this time, it is useless to go to theorize, in this world, strength speaks for everything, and strength proves everything.

No matter how good the words are, no matter how reasonable they are, they are not as reliable as the strength value of 90 points.

"Brother Xu Chi, why don't you wait for me!"

At this moment, Xu Chi's arm was suddenly grabbed by the white arm.

Xu Chi looked up, Zhao Wen'er's white and red cheeks were bulging with anger, and he wrinkled his nose at Xu Chi.

Xu Chi thought that this little girl was going to face each other again, but she didn't expect that she just asked gently, it seemed that she had also heard the ridicule of those people, and she understood that Xu Chi's current mood must not joke with him.

"Let go of your hands, we are not people of the same world, and we will not interact with each other in the future"

Xu Chi breathed a long sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and looked at Zhao Wen'er in front of him, whose face could pinch out water, although he was a little unbearable, but he had wanted to say this sentence a long time ago, and with a slight pain in his heart, he still said it.

"Didn't you say that when you encounter a bottleneck, it is the moment when a qualitative change occurs? When the bottleneck is broken, it will no longer be a bottleneck, but an opportunity to achieve qualitative change."

was thrown away by Xu Chi, Zhao Wen'er stood in place, and said to the young man with her back to her, her voice was a little choked.

"I said it, but this bottleneck is not a bottleneck at all, it's a swamp, the harder I try, the deeper I sink, I'm the one who is stuck in the swamp, so you have to stay away from me"

Xu Chi paused, did not turn around, and as soon as the words fell, he raised his legs and walked forward.

Who knew that Zhao Wen'er would immediately follow, the difference in strength between the two was too great, Xu Chi couldn't shake it off at all, and Zhao Wen'er hugged Xu Chi directly from behind.

"Even if it's a swamp, I'm with you, I believe that even if it's a swamp, you can come out, you will return to the top, the ridicule and slander of those people, you will use your strength to return it, leaving them speechless......"

Xu Chi didn't expect that Zhao Wen'er would follow, his body was firmly locked by her, although Zhao Wen'er was thin, but his strength was so high, Xu Chi couldn't break free at all.

After being silent for a long time, Xu Chi was extremely entangled in his heart, he tried many times, but he couldn't make his strength rise, he had completely given up, but Zhao Wen'er believed in him so much.

"You're straining me!"

Xu Chi struggled.

Zhao Wen'er hurriedly let go, rubbed her somewhat moist eyes, and then hurriedly rubbed Xu Chi's arm.

From the time Zhao Wen'er found Xu Chi to the time when the two went out of school together, a lot of eyes were focused on the two of them during this period, some of these eyes were doubtful, but more of them were jealousy, Zhao Wen'er was too good, how could she get so close to Xu Chi.

While Zhao Wen'er put her arm around Xu Chi, her face was full of smiles, and she didn't care about the eyes of the people around her.

It's just that Zhao Wen'er didn't understand a little, when she was rubbing Xu Chi's arm just now, the latter's body seemed to be tougher than her high-potential martial artist with a strength value of 97.