Chapter 137: Gong Zhanpeng

"Dear passengers, the 003 train you are taking from Huncheng to Yangcheng is about to arrive in Jiangcheng, the train will make a short stop, this train is non-smoking............"

Squeak –

The brakes sounded, and in the No. 2 car of the tram, Qin Mo, who was resting on the seat, opened his eyes.

Starting from Ningcheng, after shuttling through a wilderness area, it takes 50 minutes to arrive at Jiangcheng.

Today's high-speed rail and tram speed is not slower than in peacetime.

Before the catastrophe broke out, China's high-speed rail line network spread all over the country, which can be called the high-speed rail kingdom, and after the catastrophe, most of the high-speed rail lines were damaged by monsters.

In terms of the scale of the high-speed rail line network, the high-speed rail lines in the era of monsters are far less than the coverage rate in peacetime!

Because today's safe cities have wilderness areas full of monsters and monsters, high-speed rail tram tracks often have to pass through one wilderness area after another to reach another safe city, which makes the risk factor of opening a high-speed rail tram track countless times higher than in peacetime.

After all, no one knows where those demon beasts will suddenly attack when you lay railroad tracks and erect high-voltage power towers, but there is no steel wall in the wilderness area to hinder the demon beasts, and it is good to say that when encountering a single demon beast, once the warrior staff encounters groups of demon beasts, or even beast tides, it is life-threatening!

And even if the tram high-speed rail line is opened, it will face the destruction of monsters at any time, so after the military builds the high-speed rail, it is to establish a base for the warriors at intervals, or to set up a warrior team to maintain the high-speed rail, which makes the maintenance cost of a high-speed rail line high and scary!

The cost has to be earned back from the ticket, like the ordinary seat that Qin Mo takes, it costs 50,000 Singapore dollars, and ordinary people can't afford to take the high-speed rail tram for the rest of their lives.

For example, Qin Mo's parents have never taken a high-speed rail tram at all.

To put it simply, today's high-speed rail trams have been reduced to the private means of transportation of warriors and wealthy people, and ordinary people are more like animals in captivity in the safe city, and there are many who have never been out of the safe city in their lives.

"Senior Brother Gong, after going to Jiangnan Wuke, we all have to rely on you."

At this moment, after the train came to a complete stop, a group of warriors stepped up, men and women, about six or seven people, all of them were young warriors full of youth and vitality.

Several of the warriors were surrounded by a slender and tall young man with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and silver broken hair.

When Qin Mo heard Jiangnan Martial Arts, he raised his head slightly and glanced at it, and glanced at the palm of the silver-haired martial artist, and saw a faint outline of the silver medal.

Silver-level warrior!

However, whether he has comprehended the skill-level specialization or not, Qin Mo can't see it.

As for the others, Qin Mo glanced at them, they were all bronze-level martial artists.

It seems that they should all be freshmen of Jiangnan Martial Arts, and as for the silver-haired young man, they should be sophomores of Jiangnan Martial Arts.

Although Jiangnan Martial Arts is the best martial arts in Jiangnan Province, the proportion of new students who are promoted to Silver Martial Arts is still very low.

Most of them broke through to the silver rank in college, and a small number of people were unable to break through the silver rank after four years and could not graduate.

"15F, this is my position." Suddenly, a girl's soft voice came from Qin Mo's ears, accompanied by that soft whisper, a faint fragrance penetrated into Qin Mo's nose, not the pungent smell of inferior perfume, but a good smell.

Qin Mo's seat is 15E, and 15F is the position by the window, on his right.

Qin Mo leaned back, and he clearly felt a soft touch on his knees, and the girl in trousers had stepped into the window seat.

"Huh?!" At this moment, another petite girl sat down on Qin Mo's left, and in an instant, Qin Mo was surrounded by two girls in the middle.

For a while, Qin Mo was a little confused, wasn't it.

Luck so good?

The girls on the left and right sides of Qin Mo, in terms of appearance, are all very high, especially the quiet girl on the right, with black hair like a waterfall, tall figure, and a delicate and elegant side face, sitting quietly on the window seat, the sun shines through the window on her side face, like a layer of orange light veil, there is a kind of tranquil beauty.

The petite girl on the left seems to have a bad temper, but her figure is exquisite, undulating evenly, and she is definitely a devil's figure.

"Friend, change seats, we're in this together." At this moment, a short and fat martial artist in the group of martial artists said to Qin Mo, and his tone was quite polite.

The rest of the people also looked over.

The girl sitting on Qin Mo's right frowned slightly, as if she didn't want Qin Mo to change seats with the low and fat man.

"Hey! Qing Fatty, you don't want to sit between me and Li Man, do you? I think you still honestly do your own position, our temple is small, and we can't accommodate your big Buddha. The petite girl sitting on Qin Mo's left sneered.

Qing Fat Man has a fat body, a round head and big ears, and his nickname is Foqing.

Being sarcastically ridiculed by the petite girl beside Qin Mo, the short and fat young man was not angry, and said with a smile: "I have my own place, but Senior Brother Gong doesn't sit with us, I just met Senior Brother Gong, I think it's better to let Senior Brother Gong sit there, we also want to ask Senior Brother Gong a little more questions, and I am also good for everyone." ”

"Indeed, Senior Brother Gong is the martial champion of the last session of our Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, so the competition in Jiangnan Martial Arts is very fierce, and I still have a lot of questions I want to ask." Another young warrior echoed.

"No." Qin Mo put his hands behind his head and directly refused.

Not to mention anything else, my position is surrounded by beautiful women, ringed fat and thin, and smelling the faint body fragrance is a very enjoyable thing, changing positions with you, didn't wake up?

Qin Mo was also keenly aware that whether it was the quiet girl on the right or the poisonous girl on the left, they all preferred to sit here.

Could it be that he has recently become handsome again? Hey, it seems that a handsome appearance is the best business card at any time!

"You go to my place, I'll sit here." At this moment, the silver-haired young man Senior Brother Gong said to the fat man and asked him to go to his place.

He glanced at Qin Mo's right hand, and the moment Qin Mo raised his hand just now, Gong Zhanpeng keenly caught the silver traces that flashed in Qin Mo's palm.

This young man who looks younger than him is also a silver warrior!

But—

Gong Zhanpeng didn't show too much surprise, the silver warriors are also strong and weak, and his strength is not comparable to ordinary silver warriors.

……

After a short stop on the high-speed rail tram, it set off in a slight tremor, Qin Mo closed his eyes and took a nap, there were still two hours before he could reach Yangcheng.

"Senior Brother Gong, I heard that there are gold-level martial artists among the seniors of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Division, is it true?" After the three people on the opposite side sat down, someone soon continued to ask questions, and even the two beauties beside Qin Mo, one big and one small, raised their eyes and looked at Senior Brother Gong curiously.

The question was about the news of Jiangnan Wuke, and even Qin Mo, who was in a false sleep, was interested.

"Of course there is, Jiangnan Martial Arts, when the seniors reach their juniors and seniors, there are many gold-level martial artists who can break through the Dao gold-level martial arts, but there is one thing I have to correct you, the real chaebol families, major universities, and even the high-level human institutions of the clan alliance, what they value more is not whether you have broken through the silver and gold level, what they value is how many hero specializations you have comprehended, and what kind of hero specializations you have comprehended.

For example, after you enter the Jiangnan Martial Arts, it is no surprise that this year or next year, you can break through to become a silver martial artist, but you are also a silver martial artist, is your strength the same?

It's not the same! The gap is huge! ”

Gong Zhanpeng paused before continuing: "In the cultivation field, elite-level specializations are basic specializations, such as warrior's weapon specialization, mage's elemental specialization, etc., all of which allow you to clarify the direction of cultivation first, and skill-level specialization is the hero specialization that greatly improves your strength.

A martial artist who has comprehended skill-level specialization can easily defeat a martial artist who has not comprehended skill-level specialization.

Therefore, even if it is also a silver-level martial artist, in the school's opinion, whether or not it is skill-level specialization is the criterion for judging a martial artist's strength, and secondly, it is judged by the number of elite-level specializations.

Of course, some elite-level specializations can cooperate with each other, and once used properly, they will also exert a combat power greater than 2 of 1+1. ”

"Skill-level specialization?!" When those people heard Gong Zhanpeng's words, their eyes lit up.

Yes, silver-level martial artists, but those who can comprehend skill-level specializations, skill-level specializations, are too attractive to them.

Looking at everyone's yearning expressions, Gong Zhanpeng said with a smile: "Don't be ambitious, among the freshman and sophomore students of Jiangnan Martial Arts University, there are six or seven thousand silver-level martial artists, how many skill levels can be comprehended?" Less than 200 people! ”

Less than 200 people!

The crowd exclaimed.

Six or seven thousand silver warriors, comprehending skill-level specialization, less than two hundred, a ratio of 30:1!

You must know that Jiangnan Martial Arts is the best martial arts university in Jiangnan Province, and who can enter Jiangnan Martial Arts is not a highly talented martial artist in the cultivation field?

But Jiangnan Martial Arts, the ratio of silver-level martial artists comprehending skill specialization is actually 30:1.

"Then Senior Gong, have you comprehended the skill-level specialization?" Someone asked in an expectant tone.

The rest of the people, including the spicy girl, also quieted down, their bright eyes unblinking, and they pricked up their little ears to listen carefully.

"I'm lucky to be one of the two hundred." Gong Zhanpeng glanced at Qin Mo who was taking a nap and raised his voice a few times.