God-Level Talent Replication System

Chapter 4 Intermediate Reserve Practitioner

Ye Chen ignored the students, he walked towards an independent body cultivator.

Now you have to cultivate to the reserve Practitioner in the cultivation room, so that you can cultivate the profound level skills, the powerful Niu Moquan.

And one month later, he can continue to copy his talents, and one month later there will be field trials, and the time is just right.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen’s face became ambiguous.

Then he took out a Yuanjing card from his pocket. Yuanjing is the only currency in circulation in this world. His identity in this world is an orphan. This Yuanjing card was given to him by Liu Qianqian.

He crossed into this world three years ago. When he was in the wild, a beast attacked Liu Qianqian. He happened to appear in front of Liu Qianqian. Although he didn’t want it, it could be regarded as saving Liu Qianqian’s life.

After swiping the Yuanjing card in the independent body cultivator refining room, the door opened.

After entering the body cultivator training room, Ye Chen felt a strong vitality.

“The absorption speed of advanced talents is really terrifying.”

Ye Chen closed his eyes and began to cross-legged cultivation.

…

One month later.

Ye Chen has been in the cultivation room for a whole month, he opened his eyes and let out a sigh of turbidity.

“Unexpectedly, the high-level talent is so terrifying. In just one month, I actually went from the Tenth Stage cultivation to the Intermediate Reserve Practitioner.”

Ding!

“It has been detected that the host has become an Intermediate Reserve Practitioner, whether it is to cultivate the profound level skills, Da Niu Moquan.”

“Cultivation.”

“10%…30%…60%…100%.”

“Successful cultivation of the profound skill of the powerful Niu Moquan.”

Is this successful?

Ye Chen was a little stunned, this is a mysterious skill.

No wonder there is a system in hand, I have such a word in the world.

He opened his own properties panel:

“Host: Ye Chen.”

“Cultivation talent: advanced.”

“Realm: Intermediate Reserve Practitioner.”

“Skill: Strong Niu Moquan (low-level Xuan-level).”

Ye Chen got up and walked out of the cultivation room. He found that everyone looked at him with a sense of consternation and fear.

Now he can copy the second talent, but…

“Second talent.”

“Second talent.”

“Lower talent.”

Such talent information appeared in Ye Chen’s eyes.

But it doesn’t matter. What he wants now is not the cultivation talent, but the attribute talent. Except for the cultivation talent, the attribute talent is awakened by the day after tomorrow. After the age of 16, he can go to a specific organization to wake up.

Of course, attribute talent is really rare. As long as you have it, your future achievements are limitless.

“Is he Ye Chen senior?”

“It turns out that Ye Chen’s senior has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and even Bai Gang, who is forging Sixth Stage, fainted with a punch.”

“Senior Ye Chen is so handsome. If only I could be the girlfriend of Senior Ye Chen.”

Suddenly, some first-year girls on the square cast nympholy gazes at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen listened to these students, he was a little puzzled, thinking that since he knew he knocked out Bai Gang, why didn’t the Academic Affairs Office come to him?

“Ye Chen!”

Liu Qianqian’s voice appeared in Ye Chen’s ear.

Ye Chen turned around and found that Liu Qianqian had actually trot over all the way, and after reaching his side, she looked at him with an angry expression.

“Say, why are you lying to me?” Liu Qianqian asked.

Ye Chen gave a wry smile, “Qianqian, what did I lie to you?”

“You punched Baigang to faint, do you still want to conceal it? Bai Gang would immediately go to the Academic Affairs Office to file a complaint when he woke up. If it weren’t for me, you would have been taken out of the cultivation room by the Academic Affairs Office a long time ago.”

Ye Chen realized that it was Liu Qianqian that the Academic Affairs Office didn’t find him.

After all, Liu Qianqian’s father was the honorary principal of Anyue College.

“Qianqian, you are so kind.”

As he spoke, a wicked smile appeared on Ye Chen’s face.

“Ye Chen, you…”

Looking at this smile, Liu Qianqian realized that the little deer hit him randomly, and she felt Own’s face become very hot.

Ye Chen looked at Liu Qianqian’s face that was as red as a ripe apple, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

However, he saved Liu Qianqian’s life accidentally, the kind he didn’t want, but Liu Qianqian kept helping him.

He was really moved.