Hearing the door close, Luo Hao started to clean up the kitchen.
Luo Hao already had a plan for what to do later.
He planned to go to the Body Cultivator Association to test his strength.
After all, the higher the level of the Reincarnator, the more points and benefits he could obtain.
Now that the points were so scarce, Luo Hao naturally had to seize every opportunity to take advantage of them.
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At the same time, in the Body Cultivator Association.
Meng Fan was in a cultivation room, constantly using his fists to hit the solid wall in front of him.
Ever since the last time at the Body Cultivator Association, he had been rejected because he did not have enough time.
After reaching Class C, he could stay in the Body Cultivator Association for a long time.
Meng Fan was also born into a poor family, but he was talented.
In his previous life, he had caught the eye of a certain academy and had the opportunity to enter it to study.
At the age of 40, he finally reached Class B and had a job and life that many people envied.
However, during a mission, Meng Fan unfortunately fell off a cliff.
When he woke up, he realized that he had not gone to the so-called hell or heaven.
Instead, he was reborn to the time when he was 16 years old. He was still the same person who was born poor.
He immediately became ecstatic. His strength, strength, and physique had all disappeared.
However, he had knowledge that ordinary people did not have, as well as the cultivation method of a Class B expert.
From then on, Meng Fan began a series of plans. Within two years, every plan had gone smoothly.
However, it was only when he came to the Body Cultivator Association and wanted to show the higher-ups of the Body Cultivator Association his talent.
He had suffered a loss and had his spot snatched by a rich second-generation heir.
This caused Meng Fan's plan to be delayed by a year. This one year was enough to limit Meng Fan's strength.
"If I meet that guy.”
"I must teach him a lesson. A rich kid is so bored that he came to take such resources.”
Meng Fan punched the wall hard. The shaking wall seemed to feel his anger.
A muffled sound was heard.
"Ding dong!"
Just as Meng Fan heaved a sigh of relief and was about to rest...
A bell rang outside the door, and Meng Fan immediately stepped forward to open the door.
" Hello, Mr. Meng Fan."
"I'm sorry to disturb your rest. Please come to the underground cultivation ground.”
"Someone wants to challenge you."
The moment the door opened, Ou Pei Pei was in her business attire, holding a folder as she spoke to Meng Fan.
However, the expression on Ou Peipei's face was slightly unnatural.
When Meng Fan heard this, his mouth twitched.
One had to know that he had only obtained this quota yesterday. He did not expect to be challenged today.
"Can it still be like this?"
"I remember that I can reject it. Please help me reject it.”
Meng Fan frowned slightly and immediately rejected.
Starting from Class C, there would be fifty strongest body cultivators in the Body Cultivator Association.
The 50 of them were in addition to the additional 10 people that would be added every year. They would also receive a certain amount of points as a subsidy every year.
In general, the spots Meng Fan didn't get were special enrollment spots. Basically, they were for people who had a deep understanding of body cultivation or had strong talent.
And Meng Fan's current quota was equivalent to a real fight.
"That is really a pity…"
"I thought you would be happy to see this opponent.”
Ou Pei Pei saw Meng Fan's rejection and didn't say anything. She just shook her head and walked away.
But before he could take two steps, he was stopped by Meng Fan.
"Happy opponents?"
Meng Fan's face revealed a touch of doubt. He quickly ran back to his room and took out his phone.
Looking at the text message from the Body Cultivator Association, the two words Luo Hao made Meng Fan's pupils tremble.
"I accept. Sorry to trouble you, but please wait for me to come over.”
Meng Fan's lips curled up slightly. The unhappiness in his heart was swept away.
Instead, he was eager to give it a try because he had already been notified by the text message on his phone.
The person who had come to challenge him was Luo Hao from the Body Cultivator Association, the bastard who had snatched his special enrollment spot.
Opepei, who was about to leave, couldn't help but smile.
She also disliked people who relied on their connections to come in and snatch those little resources.
After all, Meng Fan was only ranked 50th.
If that happened, Luo Hao might not have challenged her. That way, she might not be able to see the rich kid being taught a lesson.
"Please take me there quickly.”
Meng Fan tidied up his clothes and walked toward the underground practice field with Ou Pei Pei.
Along the way, they did not meet many people.
When he arrived at the underground training ground, Meng Fan's eyes lit up.
After sweeping the area, he saw many big shots of the Body Cultivator Association.
"Could it be that it's because I'm the one sparring that all these big shots are here?”
Meng Fan tried his best to calm his excitement. He calmly looked at Wu Zongyue, Liu Neng, and the other executives of the association.
This was a very suitable opportunity for him to perform.
Then, he might receive more resources, which would allow him to grow faster.
Sensing the strange gaze from the person in front of him, Luo Hao was also a little puzzled.
Logically speaking, there should be quite a few challenges for him.
Why did he feel a strong sense of hostility and even hatred in the other party's heart?
Neither of them spoke, but Meng Fan took the lead.
Meng Fan, who had also cultivated a powerful body refining technique, disappeared in a flash.
"Bang!"
When the sound ended, apart from the slightly dented stone slab under his feet.
Meng Fan was nowhere to be seen.
However, Meng Fan was fast, but Luo Hao was even faster.
When Meng Fan reappeared, his fist was already aimed at Luo Hao's face.
In the eyes of the ordinary people watching the battle, Luo Hao might not have reacted in time to receive this heavy punch.
But what made Meng Fan curious was that his punch didn't feel real.
"Phantom?"
After Meng Fan swung his fist, his pupils couldn't help but tremble.
Just as he was about to turn around to look for Luo Hao, a strange sound suddenly sounded.
Meng Fan's heart tightened. It was too late to retreat.
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