Besides, he didn't think those people would let him go.
Practice! Practice! Practice!
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In this way, Chen Zhong began his life of going to school, home and back home.
Dormitories, classrooms, and training towers.
Song Chu sent an observation report every day. Strangely, there was nothing abnormal about Huoshan, and he did not cause any trouble for Chen Zhong.
The calmer the situation was, the more cautious Chen Zhong became.
Huoshan is dozens of times more difficult to deal with than the early Song Dynasty!
During this period, we also investigated Huo Shan's strength. He is a third-year student, with the cultivation level of the first level of the Blood Surge Realm, and recently passed the assessment of a third-grade spiritual formation master.
It's a bit difficult and requires full effort.
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After repeated practice, the Thunder Absolute Formation has been fully mastered and can exert its full power. It can easily kill those in the early stage of the Blood Surge Realm and trap those in the middle and late stages of the Blood Surge Realm.
Please note that it is a "trap" kill, not a forced kill.
The Blood Surge Realm is still the Blood Surge Realm after all. It is difficult to kill someone of a higher level. As for Zhang Ming, he was able to succeed because he was in the dark and had carefully planned for a long time.
Moreover, Zhang Ming was in his forties before he reached the Blood Surge Realm, so one can imagine how poor his strength was.
There was another thing that made Chen Zhong happy—his strength was still at the ninth level of the Spirit Body Realm!
The Magic Skills Library has not yet finished consolidating its foundation. The longer the consolidation time, the more solid the roots will be and the smoother the road ahead will be.
Anyway, the spiritual power in the body is becoming more solid and purer day by day, and the damage caused by the same amount of spiritual power is gradually increasing.
As time passes, a sense of urgency grows rapidly among freshmen.
The freshman trial competition is imminent.
All the students in Class 8 were practicing hard. Even Wang Taiping had learned most of "Fire Explosion" and made significant progress.
Thirty days later, early morning.
Chen Zhong got up as usual to exercise, wash up, and feed the cat.
At 8 o'clock on time, the campus played a pure musical battle song, calling on all freshmen teachers and students to gather at the central playground, and also allowed senior students to watch the game in the stands.
"The Four Rookie Kings?" Chen Zhong looked at the handsome boy in school uniform in the mirror. "I'll never be able to achieve that in my lifetime!"
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