In China Normal University, in the end, the demon martial arts won four out of five battles.

Except for Jin Lei, who lost one, the other four games were won, of course, Li Zhaoxu and Xu Yikai won not so crisply.

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, I can't know for the time being.

However, Mowu doesn't care, there are a total of 10 people in the Eight Schools Alliance, and the last person who can enter the Huashi is probably the only one who can enter.

Chen Hongwei did not enter, which means that there are stronger hidden students in the Chinese Normal School.

entered, on behalf of the Chinese Division, that's it.

And since Chen Hongwei has hidden his strength, it means that the possibility of participating in the competition is very great, otherwise there is no need for this, and something can be inferred from this.

......

In the Chinese Division, except for Fu Changding, the main team did not shoot.

And Fu Changding didn't use all his strength, and everyone was not afraid that the strength of the demon martial arts would be leaked.

On January 3rd, the Demon Warriors did not fight.

On January 4th, this time it was Luo Yichuan who led the team and took everyone to South China University of Science and Technology.

At South China University of Science and Technology, Chen Yunxi still did not come to power.

This time, Zhao Xuemei of the main team came to the stage to fight, although it was only a warm-up game, but Zhao Xuemei played extremely seriously, and the freshman of South China University of Science and Technology was almost kicked through her throat by her, which scared many ordinary students of South China University of Science and Technology to scream.

Chen Yunxi's face turned pale throughout the whole process, and his lips were bitten!

Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Xuemei were a little upset about her, but Fang Ping could see that the school was deliberate and deliberately stimulated this little girl.

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

A first-grade peak martial artist who quenched his bones for the second time, although he didn't know how to cultivate the battle method, he could see Bai Ruoxi's calm and calm appearance, and it shouldn't be too bad.

Bai Ruoxi is Chen Yunxi's tutor, and if her students really can't support the wall, she won't watch the school force her to die.

is persecuting Chen Yunxi now, obviously because he thinks that Chen Yunxi's strength is good.

......

At South China University of Science and Technology, Mowu won three out of five battles, and Li Zhaoxu and Jin Lei were defeated.

South China University of Science and Technology and China Normal University are about the same strength, and Fang Ping and they became spectators again.

......

After two warm-up games, the school will no longer arrange them.

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

Fang Ping, who returned to school, watched ten games in the past few days, and also felt that he had gained a little.

The strength of these people may not be as good as him, but Fang Ping is only a first-class martial artist, and he does not have a wide range of knowledge, and watching other people's battles is still inspiring to him.

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

At South China Wuhan University, the student who defeated Li Zhaoxu made Fang Ping learn something.

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

But when the other party defeated Li Zhaoxu, it was easier to win, because the opponent had accumulated momentum before the battle, and after the game, he used the knife drag technique, dodged Li Zhaoxu for a long time, and the momentum was complete, and Li Zhaoxu, who was slashed with a knife, spit blood from his mouth and flew upside down.

Obviously, he could only burst out 20 calories of qi and blood, but he gathered momentum and slashed, at least bursting out of more than 25 calories of qi and blood.

Li Zhaoxu didn't expect the other party to avoid him for a long time and suddenly make a move, and he lost in one move.

In the next two days, Fang Ping consulted Lu Fengrou and also went to ask for advice from several tutors who were good at swordsmanship.

Although the other party was not his mentor, nor was he a six-grade realm, he still benefited Fang Ping a lot.

......

January 8th, the thirteenth day of the lunar month!

Fang Ping received a call from Fang Yuan.

"Fang Ping, I'm done with the exam!"

"So fast?"

"What's going on, it's almost the New Year, and it will open the day after tomorrow, so many people want to see it, of course, you have to hurry up and take the exam." ”

"When will the results come down?"

"It's still early, Fang Ping, you don't really have to wait for the results to come down before you let me go to the Demon Capital, right?

Fang Ping had a headache and said, "If your parents don't come, how can you come alone?" Besides, I don't worry about it......

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

Fang Yuan sneered, and then said with a smile: "Uncle Tan said that he will go too, just let me follow him." ”

"Director Tan?"

"Well, my parents have also agreed, with Uncle Tan here, I am not afraid of bad people!"

Obviously, the little girl trusts Tan Zhenping more.

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

Fang Ping pouted, although he didn't want to despise Tan Zhenping, but Old Tan, a pure martial artist, would probably be able to capture some ordinary thieves.

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

It is indeed safer to hang up the official identity.

"Director Tan is coming by car or by car?"

"By car, there are more people going this time, by the way, your classmates will also go with you......"

"They're on vacation?"

"Don't you know? It's been a few days since I was back. ”

Fang Ping rubbed his forehead, he was too busy these days to bother to watch the group, these people probably said it in the group.

Mowu hasn't had a holiday yet, I don't know if it's a late holiday, or because the exchange tournament has been postponed.

There are not many students in the Demon Martial Arts, and the school does not have holidays, maybe it is for the school to be more lively and more popular.

Otherwise, the demon martial arts are too cold!

Almost none of the seniors are in school, at least half of the juniors are absent, and many sophomores are not there......

After all, there are about 3,000 students in the school.

The magic force is too big!

As large as 3,000 people are distributed in the school, sometimes walking for a few minutes, not even a ghost can be seen, and the timid are afraid to walk at night.

"I haven't taken the cultural class this year......"

Fang Ping remembered one thing again, they hadn't taken the exam yet, and they didn't know if it was going to be postponed.

"And when are you there?"

The little girl said that she wanted to come with Tan Zhenping, obviously she couldn't stop it, and Fang Ping didn't dissuade her anymore.

"I'll 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 then talking to his parents, Fang Mingrong and his wife were not too worried.

The daughter went with the deputy director of the Education Bureau, and the magic capital still has a son to pick up, if this is not at ease, then it is too dangerous outside.

......

January 9th.

Yang cheng.

Everyone was assigned an exclusive carriage by Tan Zhenping's identity, and of course Tan Zhenping, the deputy director of a small place, did not have such a big face.

However, this time he represents the Yangcheng City Government, and he is nominally going to the Demon Capital to talk about things.

Although Yangcheng is not a big place, it is also a county-level city, and it took a while to communicate with the station before it was assigned an empty carriage.

At this moment, the high-speed railway from Yangcheng to Modu has not yet been opened, and everyone is taking the train.

Inside the carriage.

Fang Yuan's face was excited, and he took his friend's hand and said with a smile: "When we get to the magic capital, my brother will come to pick us up."

I haven't seen him for a long time, and I came back last time on National Day.

My brother has tickets over there, Xiaoling, don't worry, I'll give you free of charge this time, no money!"

The friend she was pulling, who was about the same age as Fang Yuan, smiled when he heard the words, but he was a little uncertain: "You really don't charge money?"

"What are you doing to me!"

Fang Yuan's face was unhappy, and he snorted: "We are good friends, you are still the vice president of our Yuanping Society, it's a big deal to make money next time, you have less ......."

"Yuanyuan!"

Xiao Ling snorted, and then laughed, obviously not caring about the question of how much or too little.

Wu Zhihao on the side couldn't laugh, and Tan Zhenping also smiled: "Yuan girl, your Yuanping Society, even I know it now, be careful that your brother knows about beating your ass!"

"No, my brother already knew......"

Having said that, Fang Yuan was still a little weak-hearted, Fang Ping didn't know that she had started to collect membership fees.

It's not what I want to take, it's something that someone else has to give!

At the beginning, Yuanping Club experimented with more than a dozen girls who played well in the middle school, and now they have all developed to the entire Yangcheng junior high school!

Fang Yuan had a headache, did she want to tell Fang Ping and tell him that she now had 300 members in the Yuanping Society?

"Forget it, let's not talk about it......"

The little girl muttered so much that if Fang Ping knew that she was the eldest sister of 300 people, she would be beaten to death!

Everyone laughed again, Tan Zhenping didn't tease her anymore, can children really take things seriously?

If Fang Yuan gathered 300 martial artists, then Nanjiang would have to pay attention to this matter!

300 junior high school students......

A first-class martial artist, a practical combat faction, can cut a piece like a melon.

"Zhihao, you're about to become a martial artist, right?"

Tan Zhenping didn't care about Fang Yuan anymore, but asked about Wu Zhihao.

Wu Zhihao smiled bitterly: "Early, the qi and blood have reached 145 calories, but the elixir that can break through is not ready, and Fang Ping suggested that we should break through after the second quenching."

Even if you can't quench your bones twice, the higher the qi and blood, the better.

At the end of the next semester, it depends on your luck to see if you can become a martial artist. ”

"Brother Zhihao, aren't you a martial artist yet?"

Fang Yuan asked in surprise, Wu Zhihao's face was bitter, Tong Yan was unscrupulous, what does the little girl know!

Warrior, how can it be so simple!

Your brother has become a martial artist, do you think that you can become a martial artist when you enter martial arts?

Yang Jian on the side said curiously: "Fang Ping now, I'm afraid I'm afraid I've finished refining a limb bone, right?"

"I don't know, but there is hope, there are more demon resources than us. ”

"That's the same, hey, we're still worried about the limit of qi and blood, he has finished refining a limb bone, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger!"

Everyone was a little embarrassed, but Tan Zhenping had some guesses, Fang Ping had really only finished refining a limb bone?

That kid came back in October and said that he had killed two first-grade peak martial artists.

If that's the case, he is also an outstanding student in the Demon Martial Arts, maybe he has already finished refining his limbs.

Everyone chatted a few words, and then talked about the exchange competition.

"In this national exchange competition, I don't know if the Wuhan University Alliance can win, our mentor said, if we win, we will eat and drink spicy next year.

If you lose, you will continue to honestly bury yourself in penance.

Hey, I wish I could win!"

Tan Zhenping was a little curious and asked, "Is there anyone from Nanjiang Wuhan University participating in the competition this time?"

"I don't know. Wu Zhihao shook his head with a wry smile, "I really don't know, the list of contestants is confidential now."

However, I heard that Mowu and Jingwu seem to have been decided, and before that, the two famous schools had teams to go to other schools to play warm-up matches.

I listened to what our tutor said, and I heard that the teams of the two famous schools are all martial artists at the peak of the first grade!"

Yang Jian said enviously: "The peak of the first product, I really can't envy it, let's reach the peak of the first product, at least the third or fourth year old, right?"

Even if they become martial artists in the second semester of their freshman year and want to quench more than 62 bones, they don't have sufficient resource support, so they can only do small tasks to make money.

The Tianjiao of the Demon Martial Arts quenched their bones in 3 days, and they had to spend ten days or even longer!

By the time the quenching is completed, it will take two years.

"The pinnacle ...... of a product"

Tan Zhenping was a little embarrassed, he had only reached the peak of his product after so many years.

Some of these young men were younger than his sons.

But these people have caught up with him.

Fang Ping was not here at this moment, and he didn't know his thoughts, otherwise he would definitely have to continue to fight a few words in his heart.

The pinnacle of the first grade of these schools of Demon Martial Arts is really not comparable to Tan Zhenping.

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

The current 10-person team of Demon Martial Arts, even the weakest Li Zhaoxu, has not yet reached the peak of the first grade, and his qi and blood are 250 calories.

has reached the peak of the first product, Zhao Xuemei is considered low, and there are about 280 calories.

Others, such as Fu Changding, are all impacting 300 calories.

Not to mention Fang Ping!

Everyone talked about it, and it wasn't boring, and when Fang Yuan woke up from a nap, the train arrived!

......

Railway station.

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

Zhao Xuemei was also curious: "Fang Ping, there are still a lot of relatives in your family, and you have to drive three cars to pick them up." ”

"What a group of relatives. Fang Ping said speechlessly: "My family didn't know that I was going to participate in the competition, just my sister came to see the fun, and the others were my former high school classmates and friends." ”

"You don't know?"

Fu Changding was surprised: "Then if you are beaten to death......

"Get out!"

"Ahem, cough, I mean, didn't you notify your family of such a big thing?"

"My parents are ordinary people, how can they accept these things so easily, and they must not be frightened when they know that I am going to compete on stage.

I'm different from you, you elders have warriors, and you're used to all this......"

Hearing him say this, Fu Changding suddenly said seriously: "You don't say that I don't even think about it, I always think that I am a poor ghost, and your father is a six-rank martial artist! Now that I think about it, it seems that my grandfather is the six-pin, is there something wrong with the two of us?"

Fang Ping sneered: "This shows that you are stupid, there is no other reason." ”

"Fuck off, I'm weird, where did you get so much money, don't you rob it?"

Fang Ping, this kid is really rich, at least he hasn't seen him worry about the pill, but he has sold a lot of it.

Fang Ping also knew that there were some loopholes in this matter, but he was in dire need of money in the early stage, and he couldn't help it, so he said mysteriously when he heard the words at this moment: "Don't tell others, in fact, I have been favored by a Nine Rank Grandmaster since I was a child!"

He said that I was skeletal amazed, and that I would definitely save the world when I grew up, so I ......"

"Really?"

Fang Ping said this, but Fu Changding looked serious and whispered, "Is it really the Nine Rank Grand Master?"

Zhao Xuemei hadn't taken it seriously before, but when she saw Fu Changding taking it seriously, she couldn't help but say: "Is there really a nine-rank powerhouse in Yangcheng who lives in seclusion......?"

Fang Ping looked confused, what's the situation, this is also believed?

Is it because I'm pretending to be too similar, or are you two too stupid!

It's no wonder they believe that in that small place in Yangcheng, two young martial arts powerhouses have walked out in a row.

Fang Ping's strength may still be low, but he, a poor boy from an ordinary family, overwhelms all the new students of the Demon Martial Arts!

From this point of view, it is really not surprising that there is a Grandmaster who is optimistic about Fang Ping.

The Ninth Rank may be Fang Ping's boast, but the Seventh Rank Grandmaster feels that Fang Ping is a material that can be made, and it is really not unusual to cultivate him.

Fang Ping didn't know how this lie could continue?

That's all I have to say!

It can be seen that the two of them are serious, Fang Ping had no choice but to laugh dryly: "If you can't talk about it in detail, you should not have heard it." ”

"Okay, then we won't ask, this matter is still far away. ”

It's about the strong grandmaster, and the two of them don't ask, but they feel a lot of comfort in their hearts, I just said how Fang Ping is stronger than himself, it turns out that there is a grandmaster secretly cultivating, which also shows that we are not bad!

The three of them casually chatted about other topics, Fang Ping's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "It's here!"

Ahead, Tan Zhenping and the others also walked out of the station, Fang Yuan's eyes were sharp, and he said excitedly from afar: "Fang Ping, I'm here!"

Fang Ping's old face fell, as if he ...... I seem to have lost a lot of weight!

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