Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

In just two or three minutes, the president of the Civilization Master Association appeared.

Not far behind him, a group of senior officials were also following.

As soon as they appeared, their eyes lit up when they saw Lin Ping'an, and they immediately began to praise and boast.

Young prodigy, it is true that heroes emerge from youth. I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have successfully passed the Tiandao Network Yellow Level Kung Fu Certification and become a one-star civilized master.

How young is he! He has already successfully created a yellow-level skill. His future is limitless!

Our Tianyang City finally has a genius in the field of civilized masters!

That's right! Didn't the Civilization Master Association of Dihai City next door just join a one-star civilization master in his twenties! Now we have a younger one here, let's see if they can't stop talking!

“It’s really good!”

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All in all, I send you all kinds of good things.

After a long time, one of them asked with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

I still don't know which yellow-level skill my little friend created? What's its name?

After hearing this, Lin Ping'an didn't hide it or avoid it, he said it directly.

The name of the exercise is Qianxi Jue, and the account name is Ping Anan.

After everyone heard this, they immediately and impatiently sent out their thoughts to communicate with the Heavenly Dao Network and check it out.

After a few seconds, they all exited the network and their expressions became strange.

After thinking for a long time, I managed to choke out a few words of praise.

This...this yellow-level skill...is really...emmmmm...a new approach!

Whether it has any effect or not, I won't mention it for now, but Tiandao Network does recognize this Breathe Breathing Technique as a yellow-level skill.

Yeah! I usually hide my energy and blood, so it should be a lot more convenient to buy groceries.

This... this should be a stepping stone. I will definitely be able to create better techniques in the future.

The road is a little crooked, but it's okay. Once the system learns it, it will be enough to correct it.

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For a moment, everyone was at a loss for words and could only say a few vague words.

It is only applicable to the third grade and below, but has no effect on the fourth grade and above.

It can neither increase attack nor defense, nor increase movement speed.

To be honest, they had no idea what the use of practicing Bi Qi Jue would be.

So what if I restrain my breath?

Warriors have always faced off head-on, and practicing techniques that have no effect on increasing strength is just a waste of time.

However, when they remembered the prices they had just seen, their faces suddenly became serious and they began to preach.

By the way, one more thing. My friend, the price is wrong. It only sells 1 merit point, which is really too low! This is destroying the price market of the entire yellow-level technique.

That's right! The price is so low! You can't earn any merit points. What if you don't have enough resources to create new techniques in the future?

Yes! Yes! This will ruin your future and retreat. My little friend, go and raise some prices!

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Hearing this, Lin Ping'an replied calmly.

I know, but if it wasn't sold at such a low price, it wouldn't be sold at all!

After hearing this, everyone was speechless and had no room to refute.

This is true and cannot be refuted.

But even so, after thinking about it for a short time, I still came up with a few words.

Little friend, even if you can't sell it, you still have to raise the price. Otherwise, it is likely to attract the hostility of other yellow-level civilized masters.

Yes, yes, you have to be gregarious!

If you order such a low price, there will probably be problems.

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Faced with all kinds of persuasion, Lin Ping'an waved his hand, with a calm expression and a calm tone.

Thank you for your kindness. I have made up my mind. If I still have something to do, I will leave first.

He cupped his hands, turned around and walked away without stopping for a moment.

Seeing this, the senior officials and president of the Civilization History Association were all stunned.

After a moment, everyone shook their heads with a wry smile, their tone full of sighs.

Hey! The new generation is really unique!

Still too young!

This little friend still lacks the beatings from society! When he grows up, he will understand our good intentions.

Genius! Always different.

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At this moment, the president suddenly thought of a question.

From the very beginning, he has been calling me little friend, and until now, he has not asked his name.

When the news was passed on before, the front desk did not explain it.

Thinking of this, he turned around and asked.

The lady at the front desk quickly called it up and showed it to her immediate boss.

A few seconds later, the president had just finished reading the first few messages, and he couldn't help but let out a series of exclamations.

My little friend's name is Lin Pingan! What a good name! It sounds familiar! What? Tianyang No. 1 Middle School? You're only eighteen years old this year?

Not far away, a group of senior executives heard the words and hurriedly came forward, asking questions at the same time.

President, what did you say? Eighteen years old? Tianyang No. 1 Middle School? That kid is a high school student?

I'm telling you! Why do you feel so young! You actually managed to create a yellow-level skill before you even went to college! It's amazing! It's really amazing!

Dear me, these waves are getting more and more scary. It's easy for us seniors to be slapped on the beach if we're not careful.

You haven't gone to college yet? emmmm...I suddenly had an idea!

Stop talking! I also have an idea! It may be similar to yours!

Huh! Let's see who offers the higher conditions!

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Inexplicably, from this moment on, several senior officials of the Civilization Master Association looked at each other, and their tone began to contain a hint of gunpowder.

Hmph! What you went to is just a second-rate school! For a genius like this! Of course you should go to a first-rate school!

What are you talking about? Say it again! Bastard! Huhai Academy is a first-class university! Did you hear that? It's a first-class university!

I feel that a top university is the most suitable. You are all talking nonsense!

Shut up!×2

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In fact, their idea is very simple. Since Lin Pingan is still a high school student, it means that he has not chosen a good university yet.

In this way, he can be recommended to the school where he came from.

In the eyes of everyone, although the yellow-level skill created by Lin Ping'an was useless.

But this incident also proved the other party's talent in creating techniques as a civilized master.

As long as you go through systematic study and guidance, you will have a bright future.

This kind of talent will naturally not flow to outsiders.

Besides, you can get some benefits and favors by recommending someone to the past.

For a moment, the senior executives each had an idea in mind and looked at others with wary eyes.

Of course, at this moment, they also thought of their biggest competitor, the president who graduated from Daxia's top university.

But when everyone turned around to look, they suddenly realized something was wrong.

At this moment, the president looked at the information with a gloomy expression, and finally sighed.

What a pity! What a pity! The genius has fallen! After all, it is just a shooting star, which can only appear briefly and bloom for a moment.

After hearing this, the senior executives were confused and had no idea what was going on.

I always feel as if I am not on the same page as my boss.

The president glanced at him, stepped aside, and spoke with regret.

Okay! Stop guessing! Take a look for yourself! There is other information about Little Friend Lin in it.

After reading this, you will probably understand!

Hearing this, everyone came forward to check it out one by one.

As he read line by line, his expression kept changing.

Then, after everyone read it, they understood what the president meant.