Chapter 152

In China Normal University, we finally won four of the five magic wars.

Except Jin Lei lost one game, the other four won. Of course, Li Zhaoxu and Xu Yikai won less simply.

On the side of Huashi, Chen Hongwei is the only one who shows his strength.

Whether there are still hidden students who haven't made a move is unknown for the time being.

However, Mo Wu doesn't care. The eight schools alliance has a total of 10 people, and the Chinese division will probably enter only one person in the end.

Chen Hongwei didn't enter, which means that Huashi has stronger students.

Yes, that's it on behalf of the Chinese division.

Since Chen Hongwei has hidden his strength, it shows that there is a great possibility of participating in the competition, otherwise it is not necessary. From this, we can infer something.

……

In the Chinese division, except Fu Changding, the main team didn't make a move.

Fu Changding didn't do his best, and everyone was not afraid that the strength of magic force would be leaked.

On January 3, the demons did not fight.

On January 4, Luo Yichuan led the team and took them to South China University of science and technology.

At South China University of science and technology, Chen Yunxi still didn't come on stage.

This time, Zhao Xuemei of the main team fought on stage. Although it was only a warm-up match, Zhao Xuemei played very seriously. The freshman of South China University of science and technology was almost kicked through the throat by her, which scared many ordinary students of South China University of science and technology to scream.

Chen Yunxi's face turned white and her lips were bitten!

Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Xuemei were somewhat unfair to her. Fang Ping saw that the school was intentional and intended to stimulate the little girl.

Chen Yunxi's strength is not weak. Even Zhao Xuemei and Tang Songting are not as good as her.

Although he doesn't know how to cultivate his tactics, Bai Ruoxi looks calm and calm. He shouldn't be too bad.

Bai Ruoxi is Chen Yunxi's mentor. If her students really can't help the mud up the wall, she won't watch the school force her to die.

Now pressing Chen Yunxi obviously feels that Chen Yunxi has good strength.

……

In South China University of science and technology, magic Wu won three of the five wars, and Li Zhaoxu and Jin Lei lost.

The strength of South China University of science and technology is similar to that of China Normal University. Fang Ping and them became an audience again.

……

After playing two warm-up games, the school doesn't arrange any more.

In the next few days, it's time to rest and relax.

Back at school, Fang Ping watched ten games these days and felt a little gain.

These people may not be as strong as him, but Fang Ping is only a martial artist with limited knowledge. Watching other people's battles is still enlightening to him.

Students who can enter Wuhan University and perform well have their own uniqueness.

In South China Wuda, the student who defeated Li Zhaoxu let Fang Ping learn something.

The strength of the other party is not too strong, at least not to the peak of a product.

But when the other Party defeated Li Zhaoxu, it was easier to win, because the other party was ready before the war. After playing, he used the art of dragging a knife to hide from Li Zhaoxu for a long time. He was fully prepared. Li Zhaoxu spit blood at his mouth and flew backwards.

Mingming can only explode 20 cards of life. He is ready to use a knife and at least explode more than 25 cards of life.

Li Zhaoxu didn't expect the other party to hide from him for a long time. He suddenly made a move and lost.

In the next two days, Fang Ping consulted LV fengrou and asked several mentors who were good at Sabre techniques for advice.

Although the other party is not his own mentor, nor is he the sixth grade realm, Fang Ping still benefits a lot.

……

January 8th, December 13th!

Fang Ping received a call from Fang Yuan.

"Fang Ping, I finished the exam!"

"So fast?"

"What's fast? It's almost the new year. Besides, it will open the day after tomorrow. Many people want to see it. Of course, we should hurry up to take the exam."

"When will the grades come down?"

"It's still early, Fang Ping. You don't really have to wait until your grades come down before you let me go to the magic capital? The cauliflower is cold!"

Fang Ping had a headache and said, "if my parents don't come, how can you come alone? Besides, I'm not at ease..."

"Cut, I knew you were going to say that!"

Fang Yuan despised, then smiled and said, "Uncle Tan said he would go too. Let me follow him."

"Director Tan?"

"Well, my parents also agreed. I'm not afraid of bad people with Uncle Tan!"

Obviously, the little girl trusts Tan Zhenping more.

This is an old martial artist, and he is also the deputy director of the Education Bureau of Yangcheng.

Although Fang Ping didn't want to despise Tan Zhenping, Lao Tan, a pure martial artist, might be able to catch some ordinary thieves.

However, Tan Zhenping has an official status, and the government is the largest martial arts organization in China.

It's really safer to hang up your official identity.

"Does Director Tan drive or take a car?"

"By car, there are more people going this time. By the way, your classmates also go together..."

"They have a holiday?"

"Don't you know? I've been back for days."

Fang Ping rubbed his forehead. These days he was too busy to look at the group. These people probably said it in the group.

Magic Wu hasn't had a holiday yet. I don't know whether it's late or postponed because of the exchange game.

There are not many students in magic martial arts. The school doesn't have a holiday. Maybe it's to make the school more lively and popular.

Otherwise, the magic weapon is too cold!

Almost all senior students are not at school, at least half of junior students are not at school, and many sophomores are not at school

After all, there are about 3000 students in the school.

The magic force is too big!

As many as 3000 people are distributed in the school. Sometimes they can't see a ghost after walking for a few minutes. I'm afraid the timid don't dare to walk at night.

"I haven't taken the culture course this year..."

Fang Ping remembered another thing. They haven't had the exam yet. I don't know if they want to postpone it.

"When will you arrive?"

The little girl has agreed to come with Tan Zhenping. Obviously, she can't stop it, and Fang Ping won't dissuade her anymore.

"Leave tomorrow, Fang Ping. Remember to pick me up!"

"Nonsense, I won't pick you up. You don't know the way home if you lose it!"

After chatting with Fang Yuan for a while and talking to his parents, Fang Mingrong and his wife are not too worried.

The daughter went with the deputy director of the Bureau of education, and Mordor had a son to pick her up. If you don't feel at ease, it's too dangerous outside.

……

January 9th.

Yangcheng.

They were assigned to an exclusive carriage by Tan Zhenping's identity. Of course, the deputy director of a small place in Tan Zhenping didn't have so much face.

However, this time he represents Yangcheng municipal government. Nominally, he talks about going to the devil.

Although Yangcheng is not a big place, it is also a county-level city. After communicating with the station for a while, it was assigned an empty carriage.

At the moment, the high-speed railway from Yangcheng to modu has not been opened yet. Everyone takes the train.

Inside the car.

With a happy face, Fang Yuan took his friend's hand and said with a smile: "when we arrive in the magic capital, my brother will come to pick us up.

I haven't seen him for a long time. I came back last time on national day.

My brother has tickets over there. Xiao Ling, don't worry. I'll give it to you for free this time! "

Her friend, who was about the same age as Fang Yuan, was happy when she heard the speech, and was a little uncertain: "really don't charge?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Fang Yuan looked unhappy and hummed: "we are good friends. You are still the vice president of our Yuanping society. It's a big deal that you can make money next time. You can share less..."

"Round!"

Xiao Ling was angry and then laughed. Obviously, she didn't care about the problem of more points and less points.

Wu Zhihao on one side couldn't laugh. Tan Zhenping also smiled and said: "round girl, your round Ping club, now even I know. Be careful your brother knows and spanks you!"

"No, my brother already knew..."

That's right. Fang Yuan is still a little guilty. Fang Ping doesn't know she's starting to collect dues.

It's not what I want to receive, it's what others have to give!

Yuanping society started with more than a dozen girls who played well in the experimental middle school, and now they have developed to the whole Yangcheng junior middle school!

Fang Yuan has a headache. Should she tell Fang Ping that she has 300 members now?

"Forget it, or don't say..."

The little girl was so guilty that if Fang Ping knew she was the eldest sister of 300 people, she would kill her!

Everyone laughed again. Tan Zhenping didn't tease her anymore. Can children really take it seriously?

If there are 300 martial artists in the surrounding area, Nanjiang should pay attention to this!

But 300 junior high school students

A first-class martial artist of the actual combat school can cut one piece like a melon.

"Zhihao, are you about to become a martial artist?"

Tan Zhenping no longer took charge of Fangyuan, but asked Wu Zhihao.

Wu Zhihao said with a wry smile: "it's early. The HP has reached 145 cards, but the breakthrough pills are not ready, and Fang Ping suggested that we'd better make a breakthrough again after the second bone quenching.

Even if you can't harden the bone twice, the higher the Qi and blood, the better.

At the end of next semester, I'll see if I can become a martial artist. "

"Brother Zhihao, aren't you a warrior?"

Fang Yuan asked in surprise. Wu Zhihao's face was bitter and childlike. What does the little girl know!

Warrior, it's not that simple!

Your brother is a martial artist. Do you think most martial artists can become martial artists?

Yang Jianhao on one side said strangely, "Fang Ping, I'm afraid he's finished refining a limb bone now?"

"I don't know, but there is hope. There are more magic weapons resources than us."

"That's true. Hey, we're still worried about the limit of Qi and blood. He has quenched a limb bone. The gap is getting bigger and bigger!"

Everyone sighed, but Tan Zhenping guessed that Fang Ping really finished refining a limb bone?

The boy came back in October and said that he killed two top martial artists.

If so, I'm also an outstanding student in magic martial arts. I might have finished refining a limb bone long ago.

After a few words, they talked about the exchange game.

"I don't know if the Wuda league can win this national exchange competition. Our tutor said that if we win, we will be popular next year.

If you lose, continue to bury your head in hard work.

Oh, I wish I could win! "

Tan Zhenping was curious and asked, "is anyone participating in Nanjiang Wuda this time?"

"I don't know." Wu Zhihao smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I don't know. Now the list of contestants is confidential.

However, I heard that magic Wu and Jingwu seem to have been determined. Before, two famous schools had teams to play warm-up games in other schools.

I heard from our tutor that the teams of the two famous schools are top martial artists! "

Yang Jian said with envy, "I really can't envy the top of a product. We have to be at least three or four when we get to the top of a product?"

Even if they become martial artists in their freshman semester and want to quench more than 62 bones, they can only do some small tasks to make money without sufficient resource support.

The Tianjiao of magic martial arts quenches a bone in three days. It takes them ten days or even longer!

It will be two years after the bone quenching is completed.

"The peak of a product..."

Tan Zhenping is a little sad. He has only reached the peak after so many years.

Some of these young people are younger than his son.

But these people all caught up with him.

Fang Ping is not here at the moment, and he doesn't know his mind. Otherwise, he must continue to strike a few words in his heart.

Magic martial arts is the top of these schools, which can't be compared by Tan Zhenping.

Don't talk about tactics, just talk about Qi and blood.

Even the weakest Li Zhaoxu in the current 10 player team of magic Wu has not reached the peak of the first grade, and his HP has 250 cards.

Zhao Xuemei is low when she reaches the peak of the first grade. She also has about 280 cards.

Others, such as Fu Changding, are hitting 300 cards.

Fang Ping, not to mention!

People talk and talk, but they are not bored. When they wake up from a nap, the train arrives!

……

train station.

Fu Changding yawned and said, "haven't you arrived yet?"

Zhao Xuemei also said strangely, "Fang Ping, there are still a lot of relatives in your family. You have to drive three cars to pick them up."

"What kinship group." Fang Ping said speechless, "my family doesn't know what I'm going to compete at all. My sister came to see the excitement. The others are my former high school classmates and friends."

"Your family doesn't know?"

Fu Changding was surprised and said, "if you are killed..."

"Get out!"

"Cough, cough, I mean, didn't you inform your family about such a big thing?"

"My parents are ordinary people. They can't accept this easily. I'm not scared to know that I'm going to compete on the stage.

I'm different from you. Your elders have martial arts and are used to all this... "

After hearing what he said, Fu Changding suddenly said seriously, "if you don't say it, I don't remember. I always think I'm the poor guy and your father is the sixth grade martial artist! Now think about it, it seems that my grandfather is the sixth grade. Is there something wrong between us?"

Fang Ping sneered, "that means you're stupid. There's no other reason."

"Fuck off, I'm surprised. Where did you get so much money? Didn't you rob it?"

Fang Ping is really rich. At least he hasn't seen him worry about pills. Instead, he has sold a lot to take out.

Fang Ping also knew that there were some loopholes in this matter, but he was short of money in the early stage and couldn't help it. Now he smelled the speech and said mysteriously: "don't tell others. In fact, I have been favored by a master of nine grades since I was a child!

He said, "I'm surprised. When I grow up, I can save the world, so..."

"Really?"

Fang Ping said so, but Fu Changding looked serious and said in a low voice, "what a great master of nine grades?"

Zhao Xuemei didn't take it seriously before. When she saw Fu Changding taking it seriously, she couldn't help but say, "there are really nine strong people living in seclusion in Yangcheng? Is Wang Jinyang also..."

Fang Ping looked confused and forced. What's the situation? Do you believe it?

Do I pretend to be too similar, or are you two too stupid!

No wonder they believe that there are two strong young martial artists in Yangcheng.

Fang Ping may have low strength, but he, a poor boy from an ordinary family, covers all the freshmen of magic martial arts!

From this point of view, it is not surprising that some great masters are optimistic about Fang Ping.

Jiupin may be Fang Ping's boast, but master Qipin thinks Fang Ping can be made. It's really not uncommon to cultivate him.

Fang Ping doesn't know how the lie continues?

That's what I said!

It can be seen that the two people were serious. Fang Ping had to laugh and say, "if you can't talk in detail, you don't hear."

"Well, we won't ask. It's far from us."

It's about the master's strength. They don't ask, but they comfort a lot. I said how Fang Ping is better than himself. It turned out that the master trained secretly, which also shows that we are not bad!

The three casually talked about other topics. Fang Ping's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "here it is!"

In front, Tan Zhenping and others also walked out of the station. Fang Yuan had sharp eyes and said excitedly from a distance: "Fang Ping, I'm here!"

Fang Ping's old face collapsed. It seemed... It seemed that he was a little thin!

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