At nine at night, on his way back to the martial arts course …
Meng Chao counted his rewards for the day.
After he won against ten monster controller freshmen, the progress of the second segment of the Fight for the Ultimate Style was 16/300.
During the fierce fight, he had also killed four biochemical beasts, which were counted as monsters. The progress of the third segment of the Fight for the Ultimate Style was now 4/1000 and 0/100.
Aside from that, he had also learned a lot of contribution points from the injury examination skills and the Ultimate Style from the monster controller course students. His current contribution points had gone over the twenty thousand mark!
Next, he could upgrade some of his basic skills.
He could also activate a brand new middle-grade skill.
After thinking about it for a while, Meng Chao decided to wait until his twelve main meridians were repaired.
At that time, he would have cleared sixteen main meridians, and he would be able to create even more complicated and powerful killing moves.
No matter what, the current Ultimate Style was still in its infancy. It was impossible for him to use chain attacks to kill his enemies in one go. He needed killing moves to end the battle in one fell swoop.
Meng Chao would not be like the martial arts course students, who chased after fifty dazzling killing moves with electric effects that could blind people.
Demon Subduing Slash was a close-quarters combat skill. Aside from that, he could create one or two spirit energy magnetic fields for long-distance attacks and control. That would be enough for the time being.
As he thought about it, he subconsciously returned to the grove where he ran into Wu Wu in the morning.
Over the past few days, many of the upperclassmen and lecturers from Agricultural University had gone to provide reinforcements at the frontlines, so the campus had become much emptier.
The grove was rather remote, too. It was only around nine o 'clock, but it was already quiet.
Under the dim light, the mosquitoes gathered and bumped into the street lamp with a pitter patter.
Meng Chao suddenly stopped and narrowed his eyes to watch the mosquitoes fly around.
There were a total of seventeen street lamps on the left side of the path beside the grove.
The number of mosquitoes on the ninth lamp in the middle was much fewer compared to the sixteen lamps on the left and right. They also flew around in a very stiff manner.
It was as if the low-grade insects had sensed an incredibly dangerous presence and did not dare to get close to them.
Meng Chao's lips curled up. He knelt down on one knee and slowly tied his shoelaces.
He switched to kneeling on the other leg and tied his shoelaces again. Then, he stuck out his butt and assumed a sprinting posture.
"Careful, I'm going to start." He suddenly looked up and said to the dark forest behind the ninth street lamp.
Whoosh!
Before he could finish his sentence, the road beneath his feet shattered, and gravel and sparks flew everywhere.
Meng Chao instantly reached his maximum speed, and like a speeding arrow, he shot into the depths of the forest.
At the same time, his hands were like long whips, emitting a sharp piercing sound. Seven cold lights were flung out, unexpectedly faster than his body.
Thud thud thud thud thud thud!
The seven beams of cold light were like seven bone-piercing steel nails, nailing into the trunks of the three big trees, almost completely disappearing.
He could only tell from the socket at the back that it was a dissection blade that was as thin as a cicada's wings used to harvest monsters.
In the span of a breath, Meng Chao shot past the three trees and stomped on the fourth tree before he turned around.
His coat billowed like a cape.
There were layers on the left and right sides of his clothes, and they were filled with hundreds of scalpel blades.
Meng Chao had perfected his Basic Harvesting Skill, and his fingers turned into two balls of gray fog that flowed smoothly. Dozens of blades jumped from his clothes to his fingertips as if he had cast a spell on them. Then, they turned into silver threads that shot out.
The silver threads were like blades. They intersected with each other and formed a fatal cage that enveloped the dark space in front of him.
The shadows of the trees danced, and the branches swayed. The shrubs were instantly torn to shreds. Grunts came from the darkness along with the rustling sounds of someone fleeing.
Meng Chao closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath.
Spirit energy surged into the sides of his nasal cavity through his branch meridians and stimulated his nasal mucosa as well as his olfactory cells. He smelled blood.
He chased after the faint scent of blood and found a blood-stained dissection blade on a tree trunk.
Only one-third of the blade had pierced the tree trunk. It was clear that it had pierced through something first, and its power had been greatly reduced.
Meng Chao smiled.
But his smile instantly froze, and his pupils shrank.
'The blade is still too deep. It's as if the person didn't tense up his muscles at all. Instead, he relaxed his body and intentionally allowed himself to be stabbed. It's a trap!'
This thought flashed in his mind like a spark.
He let out a strange cry, and his bones, especially the bones in his left thigh, let out cracking sounds. He paid the price of his muscles being torn, and he was forced to move 17.5 cm to the right.
The sharp claw shrouded in black gas brushed past his shoulder by a hair's breadth.
When it landed on the ground, the weeds around the black claw withered rapidly. In just a few seconds, they started showing signs of rotting.
It was the Ghost Leopard's special skill, Rotting Claw.
It could interfere with the tremors of magnetic fields and cause damage at the molecular level. It would show the effects of rotting and withering, and it was like a ghost that could suck away life force.
This was how the Ghost Leopard got its name.
Meng Chao did not stop. He continued moving more than ten meters to the right and threw more than ten dissection blades upward. He cut off dozens of branches above him so that they fell from behind him and disrupted the Ghost Leopard's vision and offense. Then, he turned around and looked at the black cat.
He also looked at the girl behind the cat.
Meng Chao was not surprised. He asked with a bright smile, "Wu Wu, did you receive my messages?"
"Yes, I did. Ten messages."
The girl had grown up in the wild and was raised by the Ghost Leopard. Then, she defeated and ate the leopard king. She licked her sharp canine teeth and put on the same bright smile as Meng Chao's. "So, you intentionally left them behind."
"Of course. If I didn't want to invite you, I wouldn't have fought against ten monster controller course students for so long," Meng Chao said.
"You should be the strongest in Agricultural University's fighting course this year. If even you acknowledge the power of the Ultimate Style, it'll be easier for us to promote it in the future."
"I'm not the strongest."
Wu Wu shook her head and said matter-of-factly, "I'm the strongest after I eat you."
Before her voice faded away, she and the Ghost Leopard turned into two black bolts of lightning and appeared beside Meng Chao like phantoms.
The two black bolts of lightning shot out at the same frequency. Meng Chao did not know whether Wu Wu was the Ghost Leopard's shadow or whether the Ghost Leopard was Wu Wu's mirror image. The monster controller and biochemical beast worked together in unison, and they were on a completely different level compared to the ten freshmen Meng Chao fought against in the afternoon.
The two black bolts of lightning surrounded Meng Chao like smoke.
A faint layer of fatal silver smoke flowed around Meng Chao's body.
They were dissection blades.
In the morning, he had shown Ma Hong and the other students from society how he used his 1,024 branch meridians to control his muscle fibers and make the slightest movements so that a coin would slowly circulate through his entire body.
At that moment, dozens of dissection blades flowed around him like coins in the morning. They would appear and disappear, and they would shoot out as his muscles bounced. It was as if he had dozens of hands.
The six dissection blades between his fingers shone with a sharp glare that made people shudder. They were so sharp that they could cut a hair, and they did not lose to the Ghost Leopard or Wu Wu's claws.
In an instant, the two of them exchanged more than one hundred blows.
The branches and leaves around them broke, withered, and fell, but they did not fall to the ground. Instead, they were swept up by a powerful gust of wind and spun around them.
Dozens of bloody wounds appeared quietly on Meng Chao, Wu Wu, and the Ghost Leopard.
After a moment, without batting an eyelid, they controlled their muscles and clamped down on their wounds. Their blood and pain were locked in place.
They crouched down on two branches and looked at each other. Excitement shone in their eyes.
It was easy to get money, but it was hard to find someone who understood them. Monsters like them who had gone through unique experiences had a hard time finding someone like them among their peers.
The opponents Meng Chao ran into in the past were not weak, such as Sun Ya and Xie Feng. They might have cleared a lot of main meridians, but they lacked fighting experience and willpower. Before they were refined by the flames of war, they were like flowers in a greenhouse.
But they were too strong. Heaven Realm elites like Soul Breaking Saber Luo Wu, Griffin Li Yingzi, and Blade Dancer Gu Jianbo were mountains Meng Chao could not cross for the time being. When he fought against them, it was impossible for them to fight at full strength.
But Wu Wu was different.
She was different.
It was not a problem of cultivation realms.
She was the same as the Four Great Kings of the martial arts course. They were all in Spirit Tattoo Realm, and she might have cleared fewer main meridians than Sun Ya.
But her killing intent to face death calmly, her fighting style of trading injuries for lives, her use of the environment around her, and her rich fighting experience made Meng Chao feel as if he was facing a female version of himself.
If he fought against someone who was his equal, he would be able to catch up and increase his strength. That way, his cultivation speed would be the fastest, and he would have a higher chance of discovering the weaknesses in himself and the Ultimate Style.
"This feels great!"
They fought against each other again, but this time, they switched places. They stepped on the branch the other party had crouched on just moments ago, and they noticed that both of them had tampered with the branch. They had long since used hidden forces to shatter the branch, so only a layer of bark was left.
Both of them fell at the same time.
The Ghost Leopard pounced on Meng Chao from below.
Meng Chao threw three dissection blades at Wu Wu while he was airborne.
When the dust settled, there were three bloody wounds on their chests and shoulders, but the smiles on their faces were even more radiant.
Meng Chao was stimulated by Wu Wu, and he remembered the terrifying fights from his previous life. Then, he quickly turned these scenes into muscle memory and nerve reactions.
Wu Wu was also attracted to Meng Chao. She remembered the joy of roaring through the forest and moving through the wild.
When Meng Chao saw that he was about to run out of dissection blades and his jacket was torn to shreds, he decided to rip off his jacket to reveal his strong body that shone with a metallic luster.
Wu Wu also let out whimpers from the depths of her throat. She tore off her tattered and loose uniform, and only a thin and short elastic singlet was left.
There were a few holes on her singlet, and the left shoulder strap was broken. It looked like it was about to fall off.
Wu Wu frowned. She wanted to continue tearing off her singlet and reveal his chest and abdominal muscles, just like Meng Chao.
"Stop!"
Meng Chao said quickly. "Wu Wu, what are you doing?"
Wu Wu stopped and looked at him in slight displeasure. She seemed to be asking, "Are you the only one who can take off your clothes, but I can't?"
"Um …"
Meng Chao scratched his head and pointed at the tears and holes on her singlet. He gave her a friendly reminder. "Do you want to cover yourself first?"
"I don't have breasts. What's there to cover?"
Wu Wu pouted and said impatiently, "Being a human is troublesome!"
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