Chapter 120: National Exchange Competition
didn't talk to Fu Changding for too long, Fang Ping quickly got out of room 15.
As soon as I came out, I saw a few girls in the corridor.
Fang Ping is still a little unaccustomed, and the girls also rent, so fortunately, everyone is a single room, and the bathroom or something is indoors, otherwise they are embarrassed to go out.
However, in this way, the students of Wuhan University also have a lot less experience.
There are no roommates, no pants, and no topless running all over the floor.
There are not many girls in the first district of Zong, and even fewer on the second floor, and Fang Ping is also familiar with the few people who came to him.
Zhao Xuemei, Yang Xiaoman, Chen Yunxi.
These three are also the three strongest girls in the entire Demon Martial Arts freshmen at present.
Seeing Fang Ping, Zhao Xuemei said hello with a smile, Yang Xiaoman looked like he didn't like to answer, and Chen Yunxi was eager to avoid Fang Ping.
Seeing that she was afraid, she obviously knew about the previous martial arts club.
Fang Ping nodded slightly, didn't say anything, and went directly into his room.
As soon as he entered the room, there was another person in the corridor, Zhao Lei glanced at Fang Ping's back, frowned, and said: "Fang Ping is quite arrogant, when he saw the girl holding the luggage, he didn't help take it." β
Several of the girls had just returned from home, carrying luggage and parcels.
Zhao Lei said, took the initiative to take the bags in the hands of Chen Yunxi and Yang Xiaoman, and said with a smile: "Next time you have something, you can say hello." β
He said to Yang Xiaoman again: "Let's be a mentor, don't be too angry." β
Yang Xiaoman pursed his lips and didn't speak, but Zhao Xuemei said angrily: "Don't help me mention it?"
Zhao Lei was a little embarrassed, and said with a dry smile: "It's full"
He was carrying a bag in one hand, and both hands were full, and it was obvious that there was no way to help him with it.
said, and did not forget to remind: "Fang Ping and you are a mentor, this guy is really impersonal." β
Among the crowd, he and Yang Xiaoman's mentor is Tang Feng, Zhao Xuemei and Fang Ping are Lu Fengrou, and Chen Yunxi is Bai Ruoxi.
Zhao Xuemei rolled her eyes and ignored him.
Everyone is a warrior, and no matter how heavy the luggage is, it's just like that.
Zhao Xuemei is also used to these, and when she goes out with Yang Xiaoman, the boys are all Yang Xiaoman and Chen Yunxi, and she is very competent as a green leaf.
However, for Zhao Lei to mention Fang Ping, Zhao Xuemei knew that he was not very happy to see Fang Ping, mainly because he was beaten when he was in the branch before.
Zhao Lei is saying cool things now, and that's because he has this confidence.
He quenched 40 bones before the holiday, and now a few days later, he may quench 41 bones.
Compared with Fang Ping, who has been low-key since the start of school, Zhao Lei has never been angry that the other party robbed him of the title of "newcomer king".
Even if Fang Ping is not high-profile in the later stage, Zhao Lei is also extremely good, but no one still calls him "newcomer king".
After all, he is only a ten-year-old teenager, no matter how deep the city government is, Zhao Lei is still unhappy with being pressed by others, and his performance is more obvious.
I wanted to take Fang Ping's previous incident and hit him, but after thinking about it, Zhao Xuemei still didn't say anything.
She didn't say it, but Yang Xiaoman smiled and said, "Zhao Lei, have you heard about the special training class?"
"I heard. β
Zhao Lei nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly said, "Are we going to open a special training class for demon martial arts?"
"Yongkai, before I came to the school, I called the tutor and asked briefly, and the tutor said that it would be opened, and the school has been discussing the selection conditions recently.
The special training class must be a top student, and you will naturally have no problem.
Fang Pingyong will also go in, Zhao Lei, can you wash away the shame at the beginning of school, this is an opportunity"
Zhao Lei's eyes moved, but he said with a smile: "What is shame and shame, just after the school started, everyone is trying to win the tutor and the college, and it is normal to have disputes." β
Yang Xiaoman smiled, didn't say too much, and said casually: "Since the special training class is to pick outstanding students, there must be a distinction between high and low, and I heard that the credits are not the same, so we still have to fight." β
As they spoke, several people also arrived in front of Yang Xiaoman's room.
Yang Xiaoman took the bag in Zhao Lei's hand and said with a smile: "Zhao Lei, we have arrived, thank you, you go and get busy with you." β
Zhao Lei didn't say anything about entering the house, nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, I'll go back first, and I'll call if I have something." β
"Good. β
As soon as Zhao Lei left, as soon as a few people entered the house, Zhao Xuemei frowned and said, "Xiaoman, why are you provoking Zhao Lei." β
Yang Xiaoman said disappreciatively: "Did I provoke?
I just don't say it, as soon as the special training class opens, Zhao Lei also has to find Shang Ping, he is not stupid, can he really go to Fang Ping for a word to trouble?
Regardless of them, let their group of boys go to infighting, and they would have been unhappy with these boys for a long time. β
Zhao Xuemei muttered: "Anyway, you'd better not provoke Fang Ping, really, I haven't forgotten what happened last time until now, and he looks quite gentle."
When we usually train together, although we don't talk much, we feel that people are very good.
But who knows who knows that going into the ring is so cruel.
Anyway, I don't dare to provoke him, so you'd better not ask for it. β
Chen Yunxi on the side nodded hurriedly and whispered: "Xiaoman, let's not worry about him, it's been so long, isn't it just that he was beaten in the chest, it's nothing."
Yang Xiaoman gritted his teeth and said: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back!"
That bastard, caught me not once, I was kicked by him, punched three or four times!
It's all swollen!
The pain didn't go down for days."
Zhao Xuemei pouted and said, "It's not good if it's swollen, it looks bigger."
"Die!"
Yang Xiaoman was angry, was such a big one what she wanted?
That day, she and Zhao Lei were the main forces pestering Fang Ping, but Fang Ping's indiscriminate and indiscriminate focus on all kinds of shame made her so angry that she didn't smile for several days.
Women all hold grudges, Fang Ping obviously didn't take this seriously.
In Mowu, Fang Ping was as low-key as ever.
The 5th had a day off, and the 6th Demon Martial officially took class.
On this day, Tang Feng, the tutor who came to the class to teach a big class, also announced a piece of news.
"Demon Martial is going to open a special training class for freshmen!"
"Selection criteria, new martial arts students can sign up, and the special training class will enroll 50 people!"
"The special training class is mainly taught by me, Tutor Luo Yichuan, Tutor Lv Fengrou, Tutor Xu Jianzhou, and Tutor Zhou Shiping, and I use my spare time to give you some guidance.
The dean will come from time to time and may give lectures. β
"If you enter the special training class, you will be rewarded with 10 credits. During the special training class, there are various other rewards for those who perform well"
As soon as Tang Feng announced the end, there was some noise in the class.
This class is a large class with several small classes.
There are quite a few students, and almost all the warriors are here.
10 credits is not too much, the key is not the credits, it is the 5 six-grade guide erosion instructors, the deans of the sect scholars, may also come to teach from time to time.
For these first-rank martial artists, not to mention the grandmaster, even the sixth-rank martial artist, not everyone has the opportunity to get guidance.
In the first year of Demon Martial Arts, there were about 20 students with these 5 six-grade tutors.
Compared with the freshman team of nearly 1,600 people, most of them have no chance to come into contact with these six-grade powerhouses.
As soon as Tang Feng's words fell, someone asked, "Teacher Tang, do you need a martial artist?"
"Secondary bone quenching is also available. β
"Teacher Tang, what is the purpose of the special training class?"
Not everyone has access to sources, and many people don't know too much about the significance of the special training class.
Tang Feng chuckled and said, "Cultivate the actual combat ability of new students, and win glory for the school!"
At the end of this year, major martial arts schools across the country will launch a competition.
As you know, there have been such exchange activities in the past, but the scope is very small, such as the Wuda University in the magic capital, which may hold a type of exchange competition.
There are very few across provinces, let alone nationwide.
As a university of martial arts and sciences, Mowu must participate in this kind of nationwide exchange competition, and it must also achieve good results!
Even if it's Kyoto Martial University, we have to crush each other, this is the school's death order!"
"National Exchange Competition?"
"Do you want to fight the students of Kyoto Martial University?"
"I heard that the guys in the north are very fierce, and if you fight them, you will get hurt, right?"
ββ
Everyone talked about it, everyone only had Kyoto Wuhan University in their eyes, and they didn't take the national exchange competition seriously, and other ordinary Wuhan University, everyone didn't put it in their eyesβ‘ there was no first place in ancient literature, and there was no second place in martial arts.
Liberal arts universities, who is first, who is second, this is not easy to say, and it is not easy to fight.
Kewuke University, sometimes it's more obvious.
It's not that Demon Martial Arts and Kyoto Martial Arts University have never competed, and they have had it in the past, but Demon Martial Arts has lost more and won less, although everyone is a famous school, but in the eyes of many people, Kyoto Martial Arts University is still better than Demon Capital Martial University.
At present, although there is no official ranking of the University of Martial Arts, in the eyes of many people, including on the Internet, there is still a ranking of the University of Martial Arts.
Jingwu first, Demon Martial Arts second.
Fang Ping, who had been silent, suddenly asked, "Teacher Tang, do you have to participate in the exchange competition when you enter the special training class?"
Tang Feng glanced at him and smiled: "No, there are a total of 50 people in the special training class, and there must not be so many people involved in the end."
The exact number of people has not yet been decided, but it is generally limited to 10 people. β
"That is to say, if you participate in the special training class, you may not participate in the exchange competition?"
"Not bad. β
Fang Ping had no problem and continued to remain silent.
Since you don't have to participate in the exchange competition, you have to go in, 10 credits is a lot, and you can exchange it for a first-grade Qi and Blood Pill.
After he finished asking, Zhao Lei also said loudly: "Mentor, select 50 people, this time, there are more than 100 martial artists now, how to sieve it?"
Tang Feng said with a smile: "Look at the qi and blood, the progress of quenching bones, and the radiance of battle." β
"Isn't it a real fight?"
"Not for the time being, but when I enter the special training class, I will have a chance. β
In the early stage, it was just a selection, and the demon martial arts were not in a hurry, and a group of students who had not been trained had limited actual combat ability.
When Zhao Lei heard this, he was slightly regretful, and glanced at Fang Ping.
Fu Changding, who was sitting next to Fang Ping, said in a low voice: "This guy has his eye on you!"
Fang Ping didn't care, and said lightly: "Leave him alone, the battle of wills is meaningless, in the things that are beneficial, the things that are not beneficial are too lazy to deal with." β
There are benefits to the special training class, and Fang Ping will definitely participate.
No good, that will definitely not participate.
After taking the benefits, whether to go to the exchange competition or not depends on whether the benefits are enough and whether it is worth it.
If it's worth the risk, then you have to go, even if Fang Ping is afraid of death.
If the benefits are not enough, then it's better to pretend to be dead, Xuexiong can't force anyone to participate, otherwise he will admit defeat directly when he comes to the stage, and the devil's face will be lost.
Fang Ping can actually guess that the benefits of participating in the exchange competition will not be less, and if you look back, you can advance or retreat from the special training class.
Tang Feng announced the end, and the registration began.
Martial artists and those who quench their bones for the second time, almost no one does not sign up.
After a count, there were more than 140 people in the end!
When I first entered the school, there were only more than 60 warriors, but now it has doubled!
The efficiency of Wuhan University is very fast, the registration is over, and the school type is arranged to screen people tomorrow, Fang Ping is not worried, he feels that he will definitely enter.
The martial arts club competition is not known to the average student, but the school must have known about it, after all, the two students lost their lives.
Fang Ping's strength is not weak, and it makes no sense that the selection of 50 people can't be entered.
In the evening, the training hall.
Lu Fengrou put her hands behind her back and said lightly: "Have you signed up for the special training class?"
"Hmm. β
"Sign up. β
Fang Ping and Zhao Xuemei both responded.
"Originally, I thought that in the end, it would be a wrestle between schools, a fight between the ten sects.
Unexpectedly, in the end, it would be up to the freshmen to decide. β
Lu Fengrou was also very clear about the cause and effect of this incident, and thought about it: "Now it is only 3 months before the end of the semester.
3 months is not long, and it is not short.
The Wuhan University Alliance knows the strength of the two famous schools, and dares to hold an exchange competition, which can be seen.
Many of the freshmen didn't take these ordinary martial arts universities seriously, and their horizons were too low.
Wuhan University, even if it is an ordinary Wuhan University, generally has a grandmaster in charge, and the resources of the school are not comparable to individuals, let alone any other.
There are so many ordinary martial arts universities, and there is a genius from 10 martial arts universities, which is not a lot.
In 3 months, it is difficult to enter the second product, but it is not too difficult to enter the first product.
Everyone is a product, at that time, what I fought was personal heritage, qi and blood strength, bone quenching progress, pile skill progress, battle radiation, and actual combat experience.
Don't get drunk with these geniuses of Wuda, otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable.
Also, don't look at the second-level martial arts who are silent, as if everything has nothing to do with them.
But since the other party participated, and participated as a Quartet, it means that they also have ideas."
Fang Ping muttered, "Mentor, we may not participate in the final exchange competition. β
Lu Fengrou sneered and said: "You are not alone in this kind of thinking, but since you have entered the special training class, do you think that in the end, if you want to participate, you will not participate?"
Of course, the school won't force you.
But when the time comes, the benefits will be opened, and you will be brainwashed again, and as soon as the sense of collective honor comes out, talk about the things that are famous
How many people can really hold back?
When the time comes, we all have to rush to participate!"
The words "brainwashing" came out of Lu Fengrou's mouth, and Fang Ping laughed a little, but thinking about it, this kind of thing is not unexpected.
Lu Fengrou didn't say much, after talking briefly for a while, she looked at Fang Ping and said, "You are making rapid progress, I heard that you have been short of money recently, and your credits have been spent, have you considered taking on a task?"
Fang Ping was actually not short of money or wealth now, but he still nodded and said, "I want to see what tasks there are first, and then decide after seeing the situation." β
"Yes!"
"Follow me!"
Lu Fengrou was unambiguous, and walked out directly, Fang Ping was anxious, and Zhao Xuemei on the side gritted her teeth and followed.
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