The fights between the ace courses were divided into big and small years.
If they ran into a big year, when a lot of geniuses applied for the exam, they would be like a gathering of stars. The students would catch up to each other, and the competition would be positive. Gradually, they would create a Golden Generation.
If they ran into a small year when no one cared about it and there were no geniuses competing against each other, the lecturers would lack passion when they taught.
The past ten years had always been a small year for Agricultural University's martial arts course. They had never managed to get any good students, which was why they were suppressed by the monster controller course.
But the tables had turned. The heavens seemed to be compensating the martial arts course, and they stuffed all the good students they had not gotten in the past ten years into the martial arts course, creating a rare big year where geniuses and monsters fought.
There was no need to mention Sun Ya, Jiang Rui, and Xie Feng.
Even Duan Lian, who was the only one among the Four Great Kings who had not accumulated twenty thousand monster coins and had to choose a normal lecturer, had been cultivating madly day and night. His improvement was pretty quick, and he posed a serious threat to Sun Ya, Xie Feng, and Xie Feng.
The monster controller course, on the other hand, had been recruiting talented students for the past ten years, but this year, they finally stopped doing so. They did not hear about any outstanding newcomers.
The outstanding freshmen from both sides were about the same in terms of their national college examination scores and the number of spirit meridians they cleared. The martial arts course even had a slight advantage.
Hence, many of the martial arts course lecturers rubbed their palms together and poured all their efforts into developing the freshmen in hopes that they could wash away their previous humiliation and hold their heads up high.
Just like that, the Four Great Kings created brand new spirit energy magnetic fields practically every day and mastered all sorts of powerful killing moves. Every few days, they would clear a main meridian, and spirit flames would surround them. Their spirit tattoos shone, and they would improve by leaps and bounds with an unstoppable momentum.
The other students were not as talented as them, but they had more or less created their own spirit energy magnetic fields and could activate some killing moves.
Even though they had just learned it, the accumulation of power, stiffening up, and cooling down time were very long.
But their lecturers told them that regardless of whether their opponents were humans or monsters, when they fought, they would face the problem of accumulating power, stiffening up, and cooling down time.
"Don't be afraid of the long accumulation of power and cooling down time. As long as you practice repeatedly and form muscle memory and nerve instincts, your accumulation of power and cooling down time will be slightly shorter than the enemy's."
The mainstream concept of martial arts in this era was just that simple and crude. It could be summed up in four words: "Stand still and output".
Besides, in real combat, most people hunted in groups. An Overkill Style martial artist would always have a Beast Soul Style, Machine Armor Style, or Gun Fighting Style martial artist by his side. These martial artists would also have monster controllers, machine masters, and heroic spirit users by their side. There might also be a large group of normal soldiers and tanks assisting them.
They could coordinate with each other and fire in rapid succession. Accumulating power, stiffening, and cooling down were nothing.
In the classroom and on the training field, the students who had mastered many killing moves often launched brilliant attacks that sent sparks flying everywhere.
The greener they were, the harder it was for them to control their spirit energy surging. Their spirit tattoos would shine, and their spirit energy would spread out. The sound, light, and electricity effects would become even more dazzling. Even though they were clearly rookies pecking at each other, they could fight to the point where they felt like peerless elites were risking their lives. It attracted them to walk further and further down this path.
But he did not know that the brand new Ultimate Style was quietly growing under the martial arts course's old lecture building, taking root, and sprouting.
Right now, the main participants of the Ultimate Style project were Meng Chao and Gu Jianbo.
He had to split it into eight parts and use it alone. He was the experimenter, the test subject, and the modifier of the cultivation machines. Sometimes, he had to go out and get investments or get to know future female entrepreneurs like Yan Feirou.
Meng Chao had just started learning it. Aside from getting to know each other, he was also in charge of being the test subject. He was in charge of soaking in different formulations of medicine to train.
In the beginning, Gu Jianbo did not agree to Meng Chao taking this role.
After all, no one knew better than Gu Jianbo the pain and danger of cultivating branch meridians.
He wanted to do it himself.
But Meng Chao knew that the future Blade Dancer had accumulated too many hidden injuries in his body, and he could not go through any more trouble.
After all, he had gone through too many near-death experiences in his previous life.
He also had Initial Stage Healing Skill and Middle Stage Healing Skill that could get rid of his hidden injuries.
As long as he had enough nutrition, he could do whatever he wanted.
Hence, he volunteered to try it out for the first time. He stayed in the cultivation cabin, which had been modified from a medical cabin, for a total of three hours. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain to ensure that his mental strength index was stable. He guided the electricity and spirit energy into his branch meridians, and like a needle, he cleared the fine branch meridians bit by bit.
When he crawled out of the cultivation cabin with great difficulty, all his capillaries burst, and his skin turned red, as if it was burning.
Gu Jianbo was shocked. He thought that he had gone through spirit energy deviation.
Meng Chao cast two Initial Stage Healing Skills on himself and drank two bottles of high-calorie nutritional fluid made from superbeast blood. In ten minutes, his skin returned to normal.
During the entire process, his mental strength index fluctuated between 80% to 120%. He did not go over the warning line.
This performance caused Gu Jianbo, who had seen a lot of things, to be flabbergasted. He had to believe Meng Chao's words. The boy was indeed a monster whose regeneration ability was ten times that of a normal person.
Dragon City was a place where miracles happened, and quite a number of citizens were born with all sorts of strange divine arts.
When superhumans awakened, they might also activate some strange powers.
Gu Jianbo did not think too much about it. He just sighed in amazement. His luck was too good. Meng Chao was practically a gift from the heavens. If he did not create the Ultimate Style, he swore that he would not be human!
From that day onwards, Meng Chao practically stayed in the lab every day. He would go through at least five experimental cultivation sessions, which added up to more than ten hours.
Every time he experimented, he would tear up fine wounds on his blood vessels and nerves, which would impact his organs and cause a lot of blood to ooze out of his pores.
But as long as he exchanged for Initial Stage Healing Skills and took in a large amount of gene medicine, high-calorie nutritional fluid, and monster flesh, he could instantly recover to full health and jump around.
Of course, the price to exchange for Initial Stage Healing Skills became more expensive.
In the beginning, he only had one thousand contribution points, but they rose to nearly three thousand.
Meng Chao deduced that it was because his injuries had accumulated too much, and the difficulty of treating them kept increasing.
But that was nothing. He had tens of thousands of contribution points on hand. Aside from using them to light up the compulsory courses in university, he could use them all.
Besides, every time he experimented, a notification would pop up in his field of vision, congratulating him for his outstanding contribution to the birth of the Ultimate Style. It would give him hundreds or even more than one thousand contribution points.
Every time he spent more than one thousand contribution points, he had the chance to save Gu Jianbo and more of his compatriots.
He felt that it was worth it.
Time passed. Half a month went by, and Meng Chao and Gu Jianbo completed 112 experiments.
After repeatedly adjusting the formula of the medicine, the strength and frequency of the bioelectricity, and modifying the medical cabins to different degrees, the pain he felt when he cultivated decreased, and the effects of clearing the branch meridians became better.
In the dark, they gradually saw the path to the heavens formed by the dazzling stars.
Meng Chao's cultivation realm also increased day by day.
His senses became sharper, and the functions of his organs increased by leaps and bounds. The amount of spirit energy his limbs could contain also increased.
When he guided his spirit energy into the branch meridians around his eye sockets, he could read the tiny words in his notebook from more than one hundred meters away.
When he sent his spirit energy into the branch meridians at the back of his nasal cavity, he could smell dozens of dishes being cooked in the canteen from hundreds of meters away. He could also identify most of the ingredients.
When he sent his spirit energy into his cochlea, he could hear autumn leaves falling, the whispers of the wind, and insects squirming and fighting against each other underground.
As for how sensitive his sense of touch was …
Let's put it this way. During the first few days, when he could not control his senses at will, he was so sensitive that he could not wear clothes. If he just rubbed his crotch, he would shiver a lot.
No one knew just how much his fighting strength could be increased with his incredibly sensitive senses.
But when it was used in a supporting occupation, it was always successful.
Every day, Meng Chao went to the resource course to be an assistant for two hours.
Soon, he became the target that Ning Shewo and all the lecturers in the resource course fought over.
He was also the nightmare of all the freshmen in the resource course and even the upperclassmen.
His harvesting skills improved by leaps and bounds, and his meticulous control over the mutated organs of monsters was unparalleled among his peers. All the lecturers who received his help felt that they could do it with ease, and they could be said to be "perfect".
The only weakness was that Meng Chao had helped him before, and he had to work together with his students. No matter how he harvested, he found it hard to do so. Even the simplest actions were clumsy, and he could no longer feel the pleasure of harvesting.
The lecturers became more gloomy the more they taught, and they could not help but scold them.
"Look at how clumsy all of you are. Why can't you even compare to a freshman from the martial arts course?"
The freshmen from the resource course grumbled nonstop. 'Meng Chao is a monster, and there might not even be one of them in ten years. How can we compare to him?'
In the beginning, there were people who could not accept it and wanted to fight against this guy from the martial arts course.
However, once the three sophomores were dumbfounded by Meng Chao's lightning-fast and exquisite movements, no other freshmen dared to challenge him.
This was especially so since Meng Chao was very familiar with all sorts of mutated monsters. Usually, before the lecturers could even say anything, he could clearly explain the deformed organs that the freshmen had never seen before and were completely different from the ones in the textbooks. He talked about how the organs mutated, what functions and uses they had, how they should be harvested, and what materials they could be processed with. There was nothing he did not know.
The students from the resource course were dumbfounded when they heard it, and they could only accept it.
Human psychology was strange. When the difference between two people was not big, they might feel envy, jealousy, and hate.
But once the difference was so great that it was out of their reach, they would only worship him, which was only natural.
A few students from Ninth High School also got into Agricultural University.
Soon, Ace Student Chao's name spread from Ninth High School to Agricultural University's resource course.
While Meng Chao became quieter in the martial arts course and was practically invisible, he became a legend in the resource course.
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