Chapter 88: Big Guy, Beg to Take Fly!
"You...... Could it be a third-level martial artist? β
Pang Bo asked in astonishment, his voice was not small, and several of the staff members in charge of certification present all looked at this side in unison, revealing a strange color.
"Of course, my smart bracelet is broken, and now I'm here to get my account back."
Chu Feng did not hide it, and generously admitted, and as he spoke, he had already taken back the eight-sided long hammer that the fat man held in his hand.
In fact, with Pang Bo's strength, he could still easily pick up this 1,500-pound heavy soldier, but he was careless just now, and he didn't expect that Chu Feng's weapon was a starfall soldier, so he would suffer a dark loss.
"This student, are you really a third-level martial artist?"
At this time, there were already staff members who stood up and looked at Chu Feng with a solemn look, because if he could become a third-level martial artist at such a young age, he would definitely be a genius-level existence of the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion, and in the future, he would be able to surpass these staff members, so he must not be offended.
Don't look at these staff members are all fourth-level martial artists, but they are the lowest existence among the four levels, and it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation in the future, and if they can reach the current level, they have exhausted their potential, so they can only participate in the work here.
"Whether it's a third-level martial artist or not, don't you know if you check it? By the way, you have an iris or fingerprint scanning device here, right? Chu Feng said angrily.
"Well, of course, look at my memory." The staff scratched their heads in embarrassment.
Because Chu Feng looked too young, their performance just now was messed up, and they didn't consider the former to the strength of a third-level martial artist at all.
Next, he scanned Chu Feng's fingerprints and iris and uploaded them to the internal information of the Qinglong Martial Arts Hall for proofreading, and soon the identity information about Chu Feng appeared.
Bite!
[Name: Chu Feng.]
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Affiliation: East China Base City Qinglong Martial Arts Museum
Warrior ID number: CWJY310227HD2356
Grade: Level 3
Contribution points: 10021358 points
Currency Balance: 20,000 Earth Coinsγ
"This ...... How can it be! β
When the staff member saw Chu Feng's information, his expression changed suddenly, and his face was moved, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation after working here for several years.
At the age of 17, he is certified as a third-level martial artist, and he also has more than 10 million contribution points, these two kinds of information are from a member of the Qinglong Martial Arts Gym, which is really very rare and rare, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rare existence.
"Wang Jian, what's wrong?"
Not far away, the female warrior was puzzled, she had already walked to Wang Jian's work position while speaking, and when she saw Chu Feng's identity information from the monitor, she suddenly gasped, and her eyes widened, as if she had seen something incredible.
The reaction of the two quickly attracted the attention of the other staff members, who ran here one after another to watch, looking confused.
"It can't be a system failure!"
Wang Jian said depressedly, and uploaded Chu Feng's fingerprints again, but after a few seconds, he still got the same information.
But as the headquarters of the East China Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion, the failure of the system is tantamount to a fantasy, it is an impossible situation, in order to figure out the origin of the more than 10 million contribution points, they have to be cautious, knocking on the side to learn more about Chu Feng.
"This little brother, your name is Chu Feng, right, we want to know where your more than 10 million contribution points came from?" Wang Jianwu asked, in order to avoid causing some misunderstandings, he immediately added: "Don't misunderstand, we just want to confirm it, because that wealth is too much, I hope you can understand." β
Chu Feng hadn't spoken yet, and Pang Bo on the side had already made a clever move, thinking that he had misheard.
"10 million contribution points? How is this possible? Pang Bo secretly glanced at Chu Feng through his afterglow, and he didn't know what he was thinking, he already believed that Chu Feng was a third-level martial artist at this time.
"I earned all these contribution points, and it took me a week."
Chu Feng's voice sounded slowly, and he didn't hide it from the staff, after all, for many fourth-level martial artists, 10 million contribution points is an astronomical data, and it is reasonable for the staff of the Qinglong Martial Arts Hall to be so cautious.
"Earned, is that what you got from farming monsters in the wilderness?"
Wang Jian continued to ask, if it is a strong team of fourth-level martial artists, if they are lucky, they will indeed have the opportunity to earn so many contribution points in a week, but if that is the case, the contribution points should not all be placed on Chu Feng's body.
"I won it from the competition!" Chu Feng spoke in a low voice, with a calm expression.
There is no doubt that when Chu Feng told the origin of the 10 million contribution points, it quickly caused a sensation in this "Martial Artist Level 3" reception room.
"You just said that you were the last competitive champion of the East China Base City Era Arena?"
"Chu Feng, Chu Demon King? Is that really you? β
"I just looked at the website record, and the Chu Demon King in the East China Era Arena is indeed very similar to him!"
"I'm rubbing, 10 million contribution points!"
"Oh my God, the Demon King of Chu is really so young......
Including the fat man Pang Bo, several martial artists showed shocked expressions, and their gaze at Chu Feng completely changed.
For a moment, admiration, awe, envy, and several different emotions spread in their hearts. The famous genius Chu Demon King is the young man in front of him, this is too unexpected!
"Chu Demon King, big guy, ask to take the ...... flying"
Suddenly, Chu Feng felt a sinking of his right thigh, looked down, and just saw Pang Bo's exaggerated behavior, this fat man was actually hugging his thigh.
"Go, go, go!"
Chu Feng really wanted to kick this fat man, this guy was too tasteless, he called him "boy" just now, but now after knowing his identity, he directly changed his name to the big guy, and this way of stammering is too weird.
Tick tick!
Suddenly, a signal prompt sounded in the work area, and the staff member Wang Jianwu's face changed, and he immediately turned on the private answering mode.
Chu Feng noticed that Wang Jian's face was in awe, his attitude was modest, as if he had heard some command, he glanced at himself while talking in a low voice, and after a few seconds, ended the call in a respectful tone.
"Chu Feng Martial Artist, the deputy hall master is looking for you, please come with me."
Wang Jian whispered, with a kind of envy in his eyes, in this East China Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion, there are definitely not many students who can be personally summoned by the deputy hall master.
"Uh, okay." Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it, and quickly regained his composure.
"Big guy, can I go with you?" The fat man Pang Bo was still hugging his thighs and didn't let go.
Chu Feng was speechless, so he could only kick it away.
Bang!
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