Chen Tingquan felt something was off the more he thought about it.
"The actual combat scores are clearly suspicious!
"Damn, how did I not think of this?
"These jerks really know how to compete. If they love competition so much, why don't they take the Qingbei exam at the county high school? Damn!"
For the Body Refining Score, everyone was almost on the same level, and Chen Tingquan wasn't too far behind.
But it was the actual combat score that was different.
Chen Tingquan still remembered that at noon, many outstanding disciples' actual combat scores were around 30 points, not too far from his own.
As long as he played seriously, he could achieve about the same score even without spending money.
But now, even the lowest-ranked outstanding disciples had actual combat scores of over 35 points.
