But the skills that we are going to create this time are somewhat strange, or perhaps a bit high in level.

So far, there is no sign of completion.

At least, it won’t be finished in these two days.

The next day, early in the morning, Lin Ping'an opened his eyes, walked into the bathroom, and washed himself with ease.

Ever since he learned that his practice could produce results, he has not slept at all in the past few days, and has directly replaced sleep with practice.

The sense of crisis and the desire for revenge are constantly urging us to move forward, forward, and forward by any means necessary.

After a few minutes, I took a quick shower, changed my clothes, and prepared to go to school.

Before leaving, he did not forget to take a quick look at the panel to confirm the current progress.

【Name: Lin Pingan】

[Qi and blood: 1736 cards]

[Martial Arts Realm: First-class Warrior (Nine Tempering) (Progress of Tempering the Lower Limb Skeletons (22/62)]

[Created skills: Painful Demon Body (Yellow Level), Concealment Technique (Mysterious Level), Unnamed (36%)]

[Civilization value: 1625]

Compared with before, the strength has at least doubled.

If it is more than 900 cards, it can be comparable to a second-grade peak warrior.

Now, I can fight against warriors in the early stage of the third rank.

Of course, its comprehensiveness may not be as good, but its Qi and blood attack is far superior.

In just a few days, Lin Ping'an had silently grown from an ordinary person with only 60-odd Qi and Blood to someone who could fight head-on with an early third-grade cultivator.

It has to be said that the emergence of this civilization master system really gave him more power, allowing him to skip the early accumulation and directly enter the take-off stage of his life.

Half an hour later.

When Lin Ping'an stepped into the campus, he attracted much more attention than before.

From time to time, some students who saw it would secretly whisper to each other.

"Look at that...that's Lin Pingan!"

"The results came out last night, and he ranked first in both subjects, liberal arts and martial arts."

"What kind of secret is this? How could a person with low qualifications like him suddenly become so popular?"

"God knows! I'm very curious too!"

"Hey! Look! Isn't that the campus bully Zhou Qiang? He brought a few of his followers with him! Are they trying to interrogate me?"

"Fuck! There are actually such idiots? I've never seen such a thing before! Aren't they afraid that Lin Ping'an will beat them up?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Zhou Qiang has an uncle who is a third-rank martial artist from the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School in the city next door. He always talks about him. Everyone knows this news. I guess Lin Ping'an will definitely choose to give in because of this."

"Yes, an orphan with no relatives or friends, how dare he offend a third-rank warrior?"

“…”

While they were discussing, Zhou Qiang had already brought several of his younger brothers to block Lin Ping'an and spoke without restraint.

"Hey, hey, hey...you guy...stop right there!"

Beside them, a few younger brothers were also shouting and echoing the speeches.

"Did you hear that? Stop! Brother Qiang wants to lecture you!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Don't move! Stay still!"

“…”

Hearing this, Lin Ping'an stopped and looked up and down at the strange flowers in front of him, feeling inexplicably puzzled.

I shouldn't have anything like an aura that reduces my intelligence!

And he showed 110 calories of Qi and blood yesterday, so it's understandable that warriors stronger than him would come to cause trouble or explore secrets.

But what is going on with these idiots in front of me?

Who gave them the courage to cause trouble?

Or do these guys think he is a soft persimmon that they can bully at will?

Could it be that I didn't hit Zhao Hao lightly yesterday, so this result happened?

For a moment, Lin Pingan's brain was working rapidly, constantly thinking and analyzing, looking for the cause.

On the other side, Zhou Qiang was overjoyed when he saw that the other party had stopped.

In his opinion, the pretty boy in front of him must be intimidated by his uncle's reputation just like those people in the past.

At this moment, the other party's secret is already within his grasp, and he will definitely become a warrior.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qiang's face showed even more pride, and he couldn't hide his arrogance when he spoke.

"Are you Lin Pingan?"

"Tell me why your strength is increasing so fast? I can take you in as my little brother."

Hearing this, Lin Pingan looked over and observed carefully.

I've confirmed through eye contact that he's an idiot.

For the current situation, the method he adopted was still very simple and crude.

Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and threw out a big bag!

The next moment.

"Pah~"

A loud and clear sound was heard.

In an instant, Zhou Qiang turned three and a half spirals and fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, the slap marks on the face began to swell rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a blink of an eye, the left side of his face became more than two times fatter.

Not far away, several younger brothers who were following were instantly stunned by the scene before them. They opened their mouths wide, too shocked to speak.

“You…you…you…”

“This…this…this…”

“…”

In addition, students passing by also stopped and showed the same expression.

Each one of them seemed to be petrified, staring at the scene in the distance.

At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped here and there was a dead silence.

I don’t know how many seconds passed, or maybe it was more than ten seconds, before I woke up as if from a dream and continued.

In the distance, many classmates were concentrating on eating melons and gathered together to watch.

At the same time, they continued to discuss in a low voice.

"Fuck! Did you see that? There seems to be a fight going on over there! Zhou Qiang and Lin Ping'an are having a conflict!"

"What a contradiction! I'm not blind! It was clearly Lin Ping'an who slapped Zhou Qiang in the face! Three and a half turns, that was a heavy blow!"

"Oh my god! This is so exciting! There are melons to eat early in the morning! Exciting!"

"So arrogant! He doesn't even care about Zhou Qiang's uncle who is a third-rank warrior! Lin Ping'an is really awesome!"

“…”

On the other side, Zhou Qiang, who was lying on the ground, rolled over and howled to vent his pain, cursing with hatred.

“Ahhh…it hurts, it hurts…you…you damned fellow…how dare you hit me?”

"Do you know... don't you know who my uncle is? My uncle is a third-rank warrior. It would be as easy for him to crush you to death as it is to crush an ant!"

"Believe it or not...believe it or not...I'll ask my uncle to come over..."

“…”

Several younger brothers beside him were also startled, and they stepped forward to help Zhou Qiang up, and then started to shout like a fox pretending to be powerful.

"Right, right, right! Lin Ping'an, are you crazy? You dare to hit Brother Qiang?"

"Brother Qiang's uncle is a third-rank warrior? Is he looking for death?"

"You're done... You're done this time... How dare you offend Brother Qiang... Wait for death!"

“…”

Lin Ping'an touched his chin with a strange look on his face.

I never expected that there would be such stupid things on campus.

These "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick"-like beings before us have really lowered the average IQ of the entire campus with their own efforts.