Meng Chao was stunned for a while. "Big Bro, you seem to be prejudiced against Mr. Gu. Doesn't he only teach your refresher course? Why are you saying such bad things about him?"
"It's precisely because he only teaches us that I know his true colors," the fatty said sternly.
"Gu Jianbo is a typical person. When he can't improve academically, he gives up and starts thinking about money. The cultivation realms of the students in society aren't high, but they have a lot of connections in society. Gu Jianbo works with us and thinks of ways to earn money. In fact, he uses the name of Agricultural University's martial arts course to open training classes outside. Once he earns money, he spends his time drinking and partying every night. Think about it. Can someone who stinks of money and has no ambitions be your tutor?"
Meng Chao was puzzled.
The fatty's words were completely different from what he remembered from his previous life. He was the creator of the Ultimate Style and the pioneer who fumbled around alone in the dark.
"You don't believe me?"
The fatty blinked and lowered his voice. "I'll tell you something small, and you'll know just how terrible he is. Do you know why the two groups of people fought today?"
"I do."
Meng Chao nodded. "Because the students in society placed their bets on the monster controller course and won a lot of monster coins. Then, they came over to eat and drink, which stimulated the martial arts course seniors who lost."
"That's right. Then, who gave us the courage to bet on the monster controller course winning with all our money? You have to know that the difficulty for the students in society to earn monster coins is ten times higher than for the university students! "the fatty continued asking.
Meng Chao was a little stunned. "Could it be …"
"That's right. It's Gu Jianbo!"
The fatty said. "He's a martial arts course lecturer, so it's only natural that it wouldn't be good for him to bet on his competitors. But he instigated us in the dark and analyzed the strength of both sides clearly. He even predicted the total score of seven wins and three losses. Just like that, the refresher course earned a lot of money. Of course, it also caused a lot of trouble.
"Alright. Even though I played a part in it and won a small bet, this is a completely different matter. I'm on the side of reason and not on the side of family. He's so despicable that I can't bear to see you jump into a pit of fire. You have to think this through!"
He scratched his head for a long time.
"But I heard that Teacher Gu has a deep understanding of the battle of branch meridians. I admire his philosophy very much, and I really hope to explore related fields with him. Really!" he said seriously.
"Bullshit."
"We've also heard about Gu Jianbo's research. What the hell is Project 1024? He bragged about it so much, but it was abandoned eight hundred years ago. He's just using it to advertise for the refresher course and attract some ignorant students from society. It's all a scam!"
"I won't."
"I think that your prejudice against Mr. Gu is too great. The real Mr. Gu is definitely not what you're describing him to be. He's definitely a proud pioneer who has walked alone in the dark for years and is willing to burn his life for it!" Meng Chao said firmly.
"…"
This time, it was the fatty's turn to be dumbfounded. He stared at Meng Chao as if he was looking at an idiot for a long time before he said, "How did you know that you know each other?"
"Spiritual intercourse."
"I've been friends with Mr. Gu for a long time, and I'm determined to take him as my master!"
"Bro, why do you have to do this?"
The fatty instinctively rubbed his butt. "Look, Gu Jianbo has only taught the refresher course over the past two years. He hasn't taught any undergraduate students, and you just beat up Ma Hong, who's the most popular in the refresher course. Do you think that you'll have a good life by Gu Jianbo's side?
"On the other hand, undergraduate students hate students from society the most, and they dislike Gu Jianbo the most. If you insist on becoming Gu Jianbo's disciple, you'll naturally have to look at yourself in the mirror and see that you're not human. At that time, both sides will target you, and you'll have a hard time!"
"I'm not afraid!"
Meng Chao said firmly. "I'm changing fighting ideals, not treating others to meals. I've long since been prepared to be targeted by countless people, and I'll use the truth to beat them into submission, because I believe that Mr. Gu's direction is correct. Before long, he'll definitely be able to innovate and turn the brand new fighting style described in the article into an invincible reality!"
"Old man …"
The fat on Fatty's face shook thrice.
As they spoke, the fights between the students became even more intense.
"We can't just hide like this. Look over there! Ma Hong's here! He's looking for you!"
The fatty whispered. "We have to run, or else, getting beaten up will be a light punishment. If we're caught by Dean Zong, we'll be dead. How about this? Let's fight each other!"
Meng Chao could not understand. "What?"
"No matter what, this is a sparring session between students. It's not like we're fighting to the death against monsters. We have to follow some rules. Look, everyone's fighting one on one. No one's ganging up on each other," the fatty explained.
"We'll pretend to be fighting, and while we fight, we'll move to the window and jump down. This is the third floor. Since you can get twenty-five thousand monster coins, this height should be no problem for you, right?"
Meng Chao thought about it. "Makes sense. No problem."
"Then let's do it," the fatty said. He took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around his head.
"What's the meaning of this? Are you afraid of being recognized?"
Meng Chao really wanted to say, 'What's the point of wrapping up your face? With your size, you can pretend to be a Demonic Halberd Pig with just a leather jacket. No one will be able to recognize you!'
"I just did my hair, and it cost me 580!" the fatty said and kicked the dining table away. He shouted, "Kill me!"
Meng Chao hesitated for a moment before he started fighting against the fatty.
In the beginning, he thought that the fatty was a student from society and was not a scout from the Red Dragon Army like Ma Hong. He thought that he might really be a chef from a big restaurant who had awakened by accident while he was fighting with ingredients. Meng Chao did not dare to fight fiercely, so he just casually waved his hands a few times.
"Are you trying to put on an act?"
The fatty reminded him softly. "Do you really think that everyone else is stupid and can't tell? Hurry up and use more strength. Make it more realistic! "
"I'm worried that you won't be able to take it," Meng Chao said. "I'm really fierce."
"Duh. We're all from society. Don't you have the ability to take hits?" As the fatty spoke, he threw a punch.
He might have been plump, but he was really strong. His punch nearly made Meng Chao suffocate.
Meng Chao gritted his teeth and counterattacked. He used his hand as a saber, and his future One Hundred Saber Techniques reached the Ultimate Realm was like an endless wave. Each wave was stronger than the last.
"Whoa, not bad. As expected of the top student in the admission test!" The fatty's eyes lit up. He was like a Demonic Halberd Pig wearing ice skates. He danced in the shadows of the sabers.
Meng Chao was confident that he could control his and the fatty's muscles accurately so that the scene would be terrifying but not a single hair on the fatty's body would be injured.
But against his expectations, the fatty's spins seemed to contain some sort of mysterious power. At some unknown point in time, Meng Chao lost his center of gravity and his mental state, and he continued increasing his speed and strength.
In just a short ten seconds, Meng Chao had already mobilized all the cells in his body and gritted his teeth to bring out his full strength.
But the fatty still acted as if nothing had happened and kept urging him. "Hurry up! Hurry up! Even if it's fake, it has to be real! Don't be so weak!
"This slash is pretty good, but it's too slow. It makes me look like I'm exaggerating. I have one word for it: fake!
"My heart? That's a huge opening, so why didn't you just stab my heart? Are you massaging me like a blind man?"
In just a short minute, Meng Chao was spun around by the fatty. It was even more tiring than the admission test that lasted for half an hour.
He really wanted to throw his head back and roar. "I'm already using all my strength! Why are you so nimble even though you're so fat?! This doesn't make sense!"
But before he could shout, he felt a pair of lightning-fast gazes land on him.
It was Ma Hong!
Meng Chao's heart shuddered.
He really did not want to fight against an elite scout from the Red Dragon Army without knowing what was going on.
But against his expectations, when Ma Hong noticed that he was fighting against the fatty, a strange expression appeared on his face. Without a word, he turned around and searched for his next opponent.
When the other students from society saw Meng Chao and the fatty dancing, they were dumbfounded. They did not bother them.
"Are they really going to follow the rules?" Meng Chao was a little dumbfounded.
"Of course. We're all in the martial arts course. Fighting and killing are part of our daily activities. It's not as serious as you think. Of course we're going to follow the rules."
The fatty easily avoided Meng Chao's ruthless downward slash, which Meng Chao had gathered his experience from his previous life. Then, he bit Meng Chao's wrist like a viper. "One, two, three, jump!"
In a daze, Meng Chao was dragged down by the fatty and jumped from the window on the third floor of the canteen.
There was a flower bed below them, so they landed on the ground.
Meng Chao left behind two footprints that were half an inch deep, but the fatty was like a balloon. He floated lightly and did not leave behind a single mark.
"You …"
Meng Chao stared at the fatty in puzzlement. He felt that this person's fighting strength was unfathomable and that he could fight ten times better than Ma Hong.
"It was a close shave, but I'm finally free."
The fatty sighed in relief and grinned. "Lad, goodbye. I'll give you one last piece of advice. You'll only end up dead if you look for Gu Jianbo to be your tutor. You should look for someone better. I think Griffin Li Yingzi is pretty good. She's heroic, beautiful, kind, serious, and responsible. Her beast soul fusion is also peerless. She'll definitely be your guiding light in your path of cultivation. Don't thank me. Hurry up and go!"
As he spoke, he covered his head and tried to sneak away.
"Wait, Big Brother Fatty," Meng Chao said anxiously.
"We're fated to meet, and we had a lot of fun fighting just now. What's your name? Why did I come to you? If we have the chance, we can spar again."
"There are plenty of cultivation maniacs in the martial arts course. There's also the monster controller course, the military schools around the area, the University of Technology, the University of Science, and the Medical University. They have their own fighting specialties and monstrous geniuses who are addicted to fighting. Since you're the top of this year's admission test, they'll come to you soon. Are you afraid that you won't have anyone to spar with?"
The fatty waved his hand. Then, like a Demonic Halberd Pig who had just survived a disaster, he jogged away and disappeared around the corner.
Meng Chao wanted to say something, but he hesitated.
He just felt that there was something strange about it.
Before he could figure out what was going on, the fatty ran back the way he came with twice his usual speed and ran past Meng Chao in a fluster.
"Gu Jianbo, stop!"
Then, Griffin Li Yingzi chased after him around the corner and shouted through gritted teeth.
Meng Chao looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He was dumbfounded.
"Lad, move!" The fatty flailed his arms.
"Oh, okay." Meng Chao quickly moved to the side and extended a leg under the fatty's feet.
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It's four chapters again. I'm really tired. Everyone, do you have any recommendations? Monthly tickets? Subscriptions? Let me recover, or I'll turn into beef jerky!
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