"I heard about Ma Ran's news and reacted the same as you. Unfortunately, all the information you just added was proven to be authentic."

"I have also checked Ma Ran's information, ah... Sometimes, I have to admit that the gap between people is even bigger than the gap between people and monkeys."

"This boy's talent is quite scary. He is a genius in practicing, creates his own skills, and his fighting style is enchanting..."

"If Ma Ran was born in the birthplace of Black Rock Martial Arts, he might become a master of the founding sect."

"The evaluation is too high, is this a praise? "Black Rock Guidance" is just a small skill, not a 'self-created body'."

"In the current internal energy cultivation system, everyone is following the same path. There is no 'internal energy mental method'. Every little progress is valuable! Correct your mentality!"

"Okay... I admit that I have a little out of balance in my mind. To be ashamed, Ma Ran's contribution is indeed greater than mine."

Seeing this, President Huang Weiguo locked the screen of his mobile phone, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Ma Ran.

The word "stars hold the moon" inexplicably emerged in his mind.

Four or five days ago, the cold young man who was full of aura of being unaware of it had become an irreplaceable and important role in the Caolu Academy.

No need for a demagogue speech.

There is no need to approach people and always ask about your well-being.

Ma Ran was like a cold magnet, making the members gathered around him involuntarily like iron sand.

Bang!

The staff finally moved the heavy lead alloy box to the stage.
Chapter completed!