Chu Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, and mourned for the poor Master Xuanci for a few seconds in his heart.

Monk Jingming looked at Chu Hao from the side, his eyes lit up, and he looked quite interested, as if he didn't suspect it at all, this is the supreme secret book of Shaolin Benmen, Yijin Jing.

However, this is also normal, the kung fu of the Qin and Han Empires is just borrowing a name, that is, although this is the Yijin Sutra, it has nothing to do with the Shaolin Temple.

Naturally, the monk of Jingming couldn't see any mystery.

As for Chu Hao, he didn't care that Monk Jingming was watching from the sidelines, and he couldn't see anything anyway.

As the supreme secret book of martial arts, the Yi Jin Sutra is naturally extremely obscure, and every bit of action has countless details of the key, just by watching from the side, you can learn this Yi Jin Sutra, then the Yi Jin Jing is too worthless.

After a while, Wang Zhongshui, Gan Shuilan, and Shi Dazhuang also came out one after another.

Looking at Chu Hao, who was cultivating at the bow of the boat, the three of them looked inexplicable, and some couldn't tell whether they were embarrassed or ashamed.

After all, yesterday, the four of them teamed up to compete with Chu Hao, which was really a bit ridiculous and generous.

However, the most important thing is that the four of them have not won the battle together, which is the most humiliating.

However, this time they were completely convinced in their hearts in the face of Chu Hao, it was really too strong, completely surpassed them by one level, this kind of pressure, they seemed to have only felt it from those families and sects with the peak of dark power.

If it weren't for the personal competition, they wouldn't believe that there are people in this world who are less than twenty years old and have such strength.

You must know that this kind of master of the peak of dark energy, in their family sect, can reach it before the age of fifty, which is already very remarkable.

Slowly closing the gong and pressing the vitality back into the dantian, Chu Hao said hello to Gan Shuilan and the others.

Wang Zhongshui and the others were stunned, and then they responded a little embarrassed, especially Gan Shuilan, who looked reluctant.

Although they were reluctant to see Chu Hao at this time, let alone have any contact with Chu Hao, Chu Hao had already greeted them, if they didn't respond at all, wouldn't it be too big.

At this time, how could they have the confidence and courage to take a big position in front of Chu Hao.

In martial arts, strength is always respected.

Chu Hao smiled slightly at Gan Shuilan's careful thoughts, he didn't care, he naturally knew that they didn't want to see him now, let alone talk to him.

But after thinking about it, everyone is Chinese, and they are also from the same competition, which can be regarded as fate, and this is in the black competition, since everyone has such a relationship, they should take care of each other.

And everyone actually has no contradictions, even Gan Shuilan, who is the most resentful of him, is actually just unconvinced, which is really normal for a martial artist.

After all, there is no second martial arts, and everyone wants to be the first.

So it is also appropriate to say hello and resolve the contradictions.

It didn't take long for the crew to invite Chu Hao and them to the restaurant for dinner, and when Chu Hao and the others saw it, they couldn't help but gasp.

It is a buffet style with a wide variety of dishes such as king crab, foie gras, baked prawns with cheese, beef and lamb chops, braised pufferfish, snow crab legs, snow clams, abalone rice, and more.

In fact, looking at the standard of this buffet, it is actually similar to the usual buffet dinner in a five-star hotel, but considering that this is on the sea after all, and there are only a few of them.

Then I have to say that the black competition organizing committee's handwriting is a bit surprising.

Chu Hao took a stack of steaks and returned to his seat.

Although it looks a bit exaggerated, but looking at Wang Zhongshui and a few of them, then Chu Hao's behavior makes people feel that it is not too exaggerated, everyone takes things according to stacks.

This is also something that can't be helped, everyone is a martial artist, and the strength is not weak, especially last night, the consumption was intense, and it doesn't matter if you eat a lot.

Chu Hao glanced at the Jingming monk opposite him, and said with a sigh: "Monk, if you go to the buffet, you have to pay for death." ”

But no, in front of the Jingming monk, all there are green vegetables and tofu, as well as steamed buns.

Monk Jingming just picked up the steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and when he heard Chu Hao's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, what else could he eat if he didn't eat this.

"My Shaolin disciple doesn't eat buffets. Monk Jingming said angrily.

"And didn't you say that the wine and meat had passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sat in the heart. Chu Hao said with a smile.

Monk Jingming glanced at Chu Hao helplessly, and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, if the world learns from me, it is like entering the devil's way, this is the second half of this poem, which is said by a monk named Poshan." ”

Seeing that Monk Jingming was not fooled, Chu Hao smiled and did not speak.

In fact, this is also sad, most people in the world only know the first half of the sentence, and cite it as an excuse to kill and eat meat to satisfy their appetites, in fact, this view confuses sainthood, character and virtue, and is an evil view of doing things.

The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the reason left in the Buddha's heart is a tragic allusion. It is said that Zhang Xianzhong of the Ming Dynasty attacked Yucheng, stationed in the temple outside the city, and forced the monks inside to eat meat. As a result, Zhang Xianzhong agreed to him. So the monk said this sentence while eating.

This is the work of the great sages.

"Senior Brother Chu, do you really want to win the Nobel Prize?" Wang Zhongshui said suddenly.

Although Gan Shuilan didn't look at Chu Hao, she also pricked up her ears and looked very concerned.

Although people who practice martial arts are not as well-limbed and simple-minded as others think, it has to be said that martial arts practice occupies most of their time and energy, and there is not much left for other things.

Gan Shuilan and them, that is, relying on their family relationships, just graduated from university, like doing scientific research, they are delusional at all, and they don't even have a master's degree or a doctorate.

And like Chu Hao, he is actually going to win the Nobel Prize, which is absolutely unprecedented.

"Well, I'm almost qualified to get it, but it won't be possible until four or five years later. Chu Hao said lightly.

Gan Shuilan and the others couldn't help but gasp, looking at Chu Hao inexplicably, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Although they are only warriors, they also know what kind of existence the Nobel Prize is, and they also know what the concept of winning the Nobel Prize is when they are less than 25 years old, and they are definitely the youngest Nobel Prize winners in the world.

However, what made them feel desperate was that Chu Hao had made such great achievements in the field of scientific research, but they still couldn't beat Chu Hao with the four of them joining forces.

If this is Chu Hao's concentration on cultivating martial arts, what is the situation?

I'm afraid I'm about to lose my strength.

They are usually proud of themselves, and they also think that they are the best geniuses in the family and sect, but now compared to Chu Hao, they really feel that they are not much different from waste.

When Chu Hao had almost eaten, Kem suddenly walked in, greeted everyone with a smile, and then said, "According to your strength, I will give you your medals." ”

With that, Kem took out a black, round medallion, and on top of it was a pitch-black, powerful fist.

The Dark Fist, this is the symbol of the Black Match, symbolizing darkness and power.

And above the fist, there is an English letter.

Seeing the D- on the medal, Wang Zhongshui and the others were a little overjoyed, and they could be rated as D-, obviously because the organizing committee of the Black Competition had recognized their strength and thought that their strength was outstanding among the same martial artists.

After all, before the first competition, most of the medals awarded were E-level, and as for the D-level medal, it was possible to obtain them only after playing in the black competition for at least two or three years.

They thought it would be good to get an E+ medal.

In fact, according to their original strength, it is more appropriate to give them an E+ medal, but the battle with Chu Hao completely stimulated their potential and ferocity, basically all of them played at a super level, and exerted their strength to 12 percent, so Kem rated them as D-, speaking of which, they also entrusted Chu Hao's blessing.

Wang Zhongshui and the others happily pinned the medal to their chests, and the excitement on their faces was really overflowing.

You must know that the increase in the level of the medal also means that various welfare benefits, appearance fees, and some various messy benefits can be improved.

And the D-class medal also shows that they have left the level of newcomers.

For example, the appearance fee for an E-rank warrior is between $100,000 and $500,000, while for a D-rank warrior, the appearance fee is between $1 million and $2 million, and the appearance fee for a C-rank warrior is between $3 million and $5 million.

As for B-level martial artists, it is between 7 million and 10 million, as for A-level martial artists, the appearance fee is between 20 million and 30 million, and the appearance fee of Huajin martial artists above A-level can be said to be priceless.

In other words, a D-class martial artist, as long as he fights a game, he will immediately become a multimillionaire.

In addition, you can also enjoy a variety of different treatments in the competition venue, money, beautiful women, and all kinds of luxuries, all of which will be improved differently according to the level of the medal.

For example, the venue where the black race is located, this luxury cruise, each black race warrior, with their own medals, can get casino chips ranging from 10,000 to 1 million per day.

And the rooms you live in, as well as the beauties you can enjoy, are also divided into classes, but the most important thing is that these are free.

And A-level martial artists will also enjoy a variety of customized luxury cars and luxury rewards.

It is even rumored that the Black Competition Organizing Committee has also researched some special secret medicines that can enhance the strength of martial artists, which are also issued according to the level of medals.

The Jingming monk on the side quietly explained to Chu Hao about the medal, and Chu Hao looked at the medal on everyone's chest with great interest.

For him, these benefits are really unsightly, after all, Huapan Group's daily revenue can top the appearance fee of A-level masters.

Money is really nothing to Chu Hao.

And an A-level master, if you can have three or five competitions a year, it's already good.

But I have to say that this is really a big temptation for other martial artists, and it can even be said that after two or three years of hard work, you can retire with a full load.

It's absolutely no problem to go home and open a martial arts gym, start a family, and live a prosperous life.

And this is probably the dream of most people for a lifetime.

After all, it's not that all the martial artists are big factions, big families, and some casual cultivators don't actually have any money.

Moreover, in fact, the big faction is also short of money, such as the Chen family, if the Chen family's martial arts hall is cut, and then the way to perform abroad is cut off, then the Chen family can only wait for death.

After all, they also have to live, and they also have to spend money, not to mention that the consumption of martial arts is very large, the bigger the family, the more amazing the money they consume.

Otherwise, how can there be a saying that the poor are rich and martial.

But now for Chu Hao, or Gan Shuilan, and Wang Zhongshui, they don't care too much about these benefits.

What they care about is how to improve their strength in the environment of the Black Race, and any fame is just incidental, after all, their sect and family are not poor enough to need them to earn money.

After giving the medal to Wang Zhongshui and them, Kem looked at Chu Hao with a solemn expression and said solemnly: "This is your medal." ”

As he spoke, Kem handed Chu Hao the medal in his hand, which was obviously two circles larger than Wang Zhongshui's medal.

Looking at the B+ medal in Chu Hao's hand, Wang Zhongshui couldn't help but gasp.

Although they knew that Chu Hao's level of the medal was definitely higher than theirs, they really didn't expect that Chu Hao would be so high.

This is B+, which means that Chu Hao is only one step away from A-level.

And considering that Chu Hao won the B+ medal without even fighting a competition, then the Black Competition Organizing Committee's optimism about Chu Hao is really impossible to express in words.

After all, I haven't played a game, and the medals awarded should be more solemn.

Looking at the D-medal in their hands again, Gan Shuilan and they couldn't help but have a feeling of comparing goods and throwing away, and the excitement in their hearts disappeared without a trace in an instant.

No way, the gap is just too big.

At this point, Kem let out a long breath.

To be honest, although he made the evaluation, he was also apprehensive when he uploaded the video of the evaluation and Chu Hao's competition to the organizing committee.

After all, he himself doesn't remember how many years he hasn't appeared in the entire black game, and before he has participated in the competition, he has been set to be B-level, let alone B+, the highest B-level.

Anyway, in his memory of the past twenty years, it is something that has never happened.

It's just that, fortunately, watching the video he sent in the past, I also recognized Chu Hao's level.

Chu Hao looked at his medal, but he didn't care much, and pinned the medal on his chest lightly, no matter what level it was, it didn't matter to him.

Anyway, sooner or later, he will be able to get the highest level of medals, after all, he is going to challenge the existence of the Eight Great Martial Kings.

And the eight great martial kings are all SSS-level martial artists.