Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

Dense spiritual threads wrapped around her calves like a spider web. Yu Ci paused with her right foot, attached her spiritual power to the knife, swung it to cut it off, and quickly left the spot.

A bomb exploded right under his feet, leaving a large hole.

Yu Ci frowned, her eyes cold. This kind of weapon is not very useful against strange beasts, but it is very useful against humans. To be honest, they are used in the Star Ranking Assessment...

But it's no wonder they do that, after all, they are poor.

After leaving the lock circle, the person who just attacked you quickly looks for the next target to fight. This is a ten-person melee, and only those who persevere to the end can advance and participate in the pursuit of the top 100,000.

This means that this is a ladder elimination tournament that divides millions of people into the top 10% and the bottom 90%. It is cruel and realistic.

Yu Ci sheathed her long sword. She thought she would meet a tough opponent, but unexpectedly she had good luck and was assigned to a very easy group.

Her nervousness eased a lot, and she rushed into the battle, holding the long sword in the scabbard, and practiced the Three Thousand Sword Techniques in actual combat.

The sword technique pursues strength and ferocity, with chopping as the main method and slashing as the auxiliary method. Generally, it goes straight to the throat, tendons of the hands and feet to cut off the enemy's vitality as quickly as possible.

Yu Ci was like an unstoppable force, and the heavy scabbard hit the acupuncture points on the back of the opponent's neck. After the two fought, a group of people fell down behind him.

[Hello Yuci, wins!]

Hearing the announcement, she smiled easily and walked off the stage.

Little did he know that his figure had already been recorded and was being secretly watched.

Shang Yu had a complicated expression at the main control console. She remembered that the last time they fought on Star Network, the swordsmanship used by the opponent was clearly not the same as it is now.

In just half a month, a new attack mode suddenly appeared?

Or is she hiding her abilities?

Really... perverted.

Thinking of this, she glanced at the masked woman. This one was also a pervert.

Wen Qingyi was also a little surprised. In a time that she was not aware of, the young doctor seemed to have become stronger. There was a fighting spirit in her eyes and her fingertips were slightly raised.

Suddenly I really wanted to have a discussion with her.

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After 100,000 candidates have emerged from the competition, they will face the challenge of passing the test. They must enter the test track within the specified time and pass the levels as quickly as possible.

In the end, half of them, or 50,000 people, were left to undergo the alien planet assessment.

In the past, there was actually an alien planet assessment for one million people. Later, there was a riot of alien beasts, which almost wiped out 5% of the new forces, so it was changed to the top %.

Yu Ci entered the level without stopping, passed five levels and defeated six generals, and came to the last door. As long as she passed it, she would pass.

Her eyes fixed, and she saw a tall woman wearing a mask walking towards her, holding a long sword that was exactly the same as hers.

A student of the First Federal University?

The opponent did not give Yu Ci time to react. He swung the knife to block the attack in front of her. She only felt her hands numb from the shock.

So strong.

However, only by competing with such a strong person can she discover her own shortcomings. Instead, she became a little excited, and a light flashed in her bright eyes.

She saw the same look in the other person's eyes.

The two long swords collided with each other in an instant, making a buzzing sound. The two men were so close that they could hear their breathing, and then separated in an instant. Each of them took three steps back. It was as if the accelerator was pressed in the fight, and multiple collisions occurred in the air.

The sound of fine metal crisscrossing was heard.

Yu Ci's moves were counterproductive, and he would use one or two sword moves from time to time to try to penetrate the defense, but it seemed as if the opponent knew his methods and always easily resolved them.

But her defense was not so easy to break, and the two of them mostly fed off each other's moves, as if they were close friends who had met too late.

The knife divides yin and yang!

The long sword was pressed down, and the dagger in the left hand stabbed out from the waist, clang!

She was shocked to find that the other party also carried a dagger!

6!

"you!"

Yu Ci recognized the small dagger that was hers. She closed her mouth halfway through speaking, but her eyes were burning and her attacks became more and more ruthless.

It’s a blessing to practice sword skills with an acquaintance!

A faint smile appeared on Wen Qingyi's brow. It had been a long time since she had such a satisfying fight.

The two men fought in front of the last door for almost two hours, until they looked at each other with their last swords, sheathed them and saluted.

A voice like gravel and rough stone appeared from behind the mask, "You passed."

Hearing this voice, Yu Ci raised her eyebrows and said frivolously, "Thank you!"

They didn't win in the end.

Yu Ci knew that the other party was holding back, and they had a tacit agreement not to use mental power. Otherwise, with the strength of her mental power, she could directly control objects and wield a knife, and she would not be able to chop down even ten people.

Passing by the other person, she quietly leaned in and whispered, "Rich sister, when will my bill be settled?"

Her soul identity as "her" did make Yu Ci's initial liking for her higher than others, but after the emotions were sealed, that kind of liking was similar to the natural liking for the characters in the story that one develops after watching a touching movie.

It doesn’t mean that Yu Ci will fall in love with the other person at first sight, nor does it mean... someone can deny their debt!

That’s 20 star coins, hard-earned money!

Wen Qingyi was stunned, and Yu Ci walked past him quickly.

After leaving the examination hall, a small group of people who had passed the examination appeared in the hall, which was less than Yu Ci had imagined.

After all, she had been hanging around with the rich sister for so long, and according to her assumption, she might not be able to get into the top 50,000.

But now there is apparently no problem.

She wiped the knife in her hand, and the strap around the handle loosened a little. Yu Ci untied it and tied it again, revealing the word "闻" engraved on it.

A vague gaze fell in her direction.

Yu Ci quickly raised her head and followed the source of the gaze with eagle-like eyes. It was a young man with a somewhat cold and pale face. He was wearing nano armor and had a gun on his waist. His flashy outfit was far better than hers.

Yu Ci frowned, secretly annoyed at herself for being so careless!

The other party seemed to notice Yu Ci's gaze and walked over with a confident smile, "Country bumpkin, which college are you from? Why haven't I seen you at First University?"

Yu Ci's heart relaxed a little, and she said calmly: "Medical School." The Medical School of the Ninth University.

Medical schools generally don't participate in combat training, so it's normal that they haven't seen it.

"Medical school?!"

Zhao Zicong obviously didn't expect this answer. How could a doctor from the medical school be able to rank among the top 50,000 fighters?

Although he came out a step slower than me and is a little weaker, the identity of a doctor is rare...

"I want to form a team. You look good. Do you want to join me?" Zhao Zicong touched his chin and made a condition on the spot, "I can provide you with the best armor, split into AA, and an extra 100,000 star coins every month!"

"Would you consider it? There aren't many teams in the Federation that can offer the same conditions as mine!" Zhao Zicong was very confident. He could tell at a glance that Yu Ci's body was wearing three generations of outdated civilian nanofibers and that the external brain on her wrist was so old that it was unknown how many generations old.

It's so pitiful that he can't even afford a body modification.

In his eyes, the most valuable thing on Yu Ci's body was the mithril sword given as a freshman gift by the First University to freshmen.

He threw away the goods in the warehouse eight hundred years ago.