Magic City.

In the past and present life, it is a veritable business capital.

Economic center, trade center...... The names of this series all belong to the magic capital.

This is a city that embraces all rivers, and this is a metropolis that carries the dreams of countless people!

When you get off the train, the bustling and busy metropolis is in stark contrast to Yangcheng.

Fang Ping is not a hillbilly, and he has not been to the magic capital.

But the moment he got out of the car, Fang Ping was still shocked.

"There are so many warriors!"

The moment he got out of the car, Fang Ping felt at least seven or eight churning qi and blood powers.

And Fang Ping's qi and blood power was not hidden, and in an instant, many people looked at him.

When they saw Fang Ping's immature face, some people in the crowd shrank their pupils.

Warriors?

Or is it a quasi-martial artist who breaks through the limit and pursues multiple bone quenching?

At such a young age, the blood is boiling violently, this is a symbol of status.

Just as Fang Ping was looking around, a railway policeman in a police uniform walked towards him.

When the other party came over, Fang Ping also noticed that he was not a martial artist, but his qi and blood were not low, at least more than 130 calories.

The railway policeman, who was about thirty years old, walked up to Fang Ping and said in a calm tone: "This gentleman, can you show your ID card?"

Fang Ping frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, and handed the ID card to the other party.

The man used the machine in his hand to enter Fang Ping's ID number.

Soon, the man smiled and said, "Mr. Fang's first time in the Demon Capital, right?"

"Well, I'm a freshman at the Demon Capital Martial Arts University, so I came to the Demon Capital in advance to feel the atmosphere. ”

"Can you show me your acceptance letter?"

Fang Ping frowned again, a little unhappy: "Do you need this?"

"Mr. Fang, don't get me wrong, since you are a student of the Demon Capital Martial Arts University, it also means that in the next four years, you will be resident in the Demon Capital.

As an economic center of China, the magic capital is extremely important.

Martial artists have inhuman power, powerful destructive power, and although demons will not restrict martial artists, they must be registered.

In addition, some warriors carry controlled weapons, and without a martial arts certificate, they cannot carry weapons in front of the public. ”

As he spoke, the man explained: "According to the past practice, the students of Wuhan University will report on those days.

When the time comes, the school will come to pick up people and arrange everything.

You came alone and came in advance, so we can only help you apply for a temporary martial arts certificate......"

Fang Ping was clear, as a humanoid weapon that surpassed ordinary people, there was not much difference between a martial artist and a self-propelled weapon.

Such a person, if not restrained, will definitely be prone to chaos.

There are many martial artists in the Demon Capital, some good and some bad, and registration may not work, but it is also a manifestation of restrictions and constraints.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping was a little depressed and said, "I'm not a martial artist, do I have to register?"

"You're not a warrior?"

The man was a little surprised, and then he thought of something, and hurriedly said: "If the qi and blood exceed the limit, it also needs to be registered." ”

"Okay, register here?"

"Of course not, I would like to ask you to come with me and register at the martial arts office at the station.

It won't delay you too long, it's going to be done soon.

Once you have your martial arts certificate, you will be able to move around freely.

If you need help, you can communicate with the Demon Capital Martial Arts University, or you can communicate with the Martial Arts Association, which will provide you with some help. ”

"Martial Arts Association?"

Fang Ping hadn't heard of this institution before, so he couldn't help but ask.

The policeman was also very talkative, and explained with a smile: "This is a loose martial arts association, which is a semi-official organization.

The main thing is to provide some necessary help for foreign warriors, so that they can adapt to the life of the magic capital faster.

The organizer of the martial arts association is actually led by the local martial arts universities, and the local government cooperates......"

The two talked as they walked, and soon, in the corner of the station, Fang Ping saw the martial arts office.

The place is very large, at least on this side of the station, covering a fairly wide area!

said that it is an office, which is about the same size as the general service hall, and at this moment people come and go, and there are many people like Fang Ping, accompanied by the public security, in and out.

On the way here, Fang Ping also knew the name of the policeman in front of him, Chen Zichuan.

The other party belongs to the public security system, but it is responsible for receiving those warriors who have just come to the magic capital, and is responsible for guiding the work.

Fang Ping was still a little curious, seeing that there were a lot of people in the hall, and before it was their turn, he asked, "Brother Chen, how do you know that I may be a martial artist?"

Although Chen Zichuan's qi and blood are not low, they look like about 130 calories.

But Fang Ping's qi and blood were much higher than him, and it was difficult for Chen Zichuan to sense anything, after all, Fang Ping didn't deliberately break out.

At that time, the distance between the two sides was not close, but Chen Zichuan came straight to him.

Chen Zichuan chatted with Fang Ping on the road for a few words, and he was a little familiar, no longer using honorifics, and said with a smile: "It's very simple, in fact, when you get off the train, you have to go through the platform exit."

You should have used the qi and blood warehouse, and the platform entrances and exits of the station have adopted similar settings to the qi and blood warehouse.

As long as the qi and blood exceed a certain limit, it can be sensed and transmitted to the receiver we carry with us in advance. ”

"Well, it sounds high-tech......"

Fang Ping was a little emotional, but Chen Zichuan whispered: "Actually, it is also suitable for beginner martial artists."

Once you get to the middle grade, you can't feel it. ”

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows slightly, doesn't this mean that middle-grade martial artists don't need to register?

As if knowing his thoughts, Chen Zichuan smiled again: "There are actually very few middle-grade martial artists who take the train, and I don't meet a few all year round.

And when it comes to the middle grade, their information record is also very comprehensive.

It's really coming, and we can also see the ticket purchase information......"

Fang Ping really wanted to ask if he didn't use his own information to buy tickets, so how could he tell the difference?

But after thinking about it, I really have to hide myself, and there are ways for middle-grade martial artists to hide, not to take the train, to drive by themselves or even on foot.

The two chatted for a while, and one of the registration desks was empty.

Chen Zichuan hurriedly led Fang Ping to the registration desk, behind which sat a young woman in professional attire.

Seeing Fang Ping, the woman's voice said softly: "Sir, please show your ID card, or martial arts certificate."

If you don't have a martial arts certificate, an ID card is sufficient. ”

Fang Ping took out his ID card, shook his head and said, "I don't have a martial arts certificate, and I'm not a martial artist." ”

"Mr. Fang is a freshman at the Demon Capital Martial Arts University. Chen Zichuan reminded.

The professional-dressed woman understood and checked Fang Ping's ID card, but she didn't ask Fang Ping for an admission letter, but stared at the computer for a while.

After looking at it for a while, the woman smiled softly: "Mr. Fang has broken through the limit recently?"

Obviously, there was some information about Fang Ping on the computer, including the results of the physical examination.

"Hmm. ”

"Please also trouble Mr. Fang to cooperate and do a simple test ......"

The woman said, getting up and motioning for Fang Ping to stand on a small instrument next to the registration desk.

Fang Ping glanced at it, it was similar to the machines that measured height and weight on the street, but it looked a little more complicated and larger.

Compared with the qi and blood warehouse, there is no closure, but a semi-closed thing.

Guessing in his heart that it was probably an instrument to detect qi and blood, Fang Ping didn't resist, and walked over and stood up.

He didn't have to wait for a moment to stand up, and two red lights lit up in a part that resembled a display light next to the instrument.

The woman's and Chen Zichuan's faces changed slightly, and the woman in professional clothes adhered to the concept of doing more and talking less, and did not speak.

Chen Zichuan exclaimed: "Quenching bones for the second time, the Demon Capital Wuda is really a gathering place for geniuses!"

"Huh?"

Fang Ping was puzzled: "Can this also be found out?"

"A simple definition, a red light, shows that the 150 calorie blood limit has been broken.

The two red lights are the definition of a first-class martial artist.

You are not a martial artist, then you are naturally a quasi-martial artist who quenches bones twice, a quasi-martial artist who quenches bones twice, and his qi and blood are similar to those of a martial artist who has just entered the first grade. ”

Chen Zichuan took the trouble to help explain, and said with some envy: "Mr. Fang, when you enter the Demon Capital Martial University, you will probably soon be able to become a second-grade or even third-grade martial artist." ”

"Lend you good words. Fang Ping laughed.

At this time, the woman also returned to her seat, took out a card about the size of her ID card, and fiddled with it.

Let Fang Ping cooperate and take a photo, and in less than five minutes, a brand-new martial arts certificate arrived in Fang Ping's hands.

"Name: Fang Ping

Gender: Male

Nationality: Room 101, Building 6, Jinghu Garden, Huxin District, Yangcheng City, Nanjiang Province

Institution: Modu Wuke University

Grade: One Grade"

Fang Ping took the so-called "martial arts certificate" and looked at it, it was similar to the ID card, and there was also a photo of him, which was a little simpler.

The women's professional dress introduced: "Mr. Fang, this is just a temporary martial arts certificate, and when you enter the school, the school will handle the martial arts certificate for you in a unified manner." ”

"Then this one-product ......"

Fang Ping pointed to the level, he was not a martial artist.

The woman explained again: "The quasi-martial artists who quench their bones for the second time enjoy the treatment of the first-grade realm.

After all, whether it is qi and blood, or the destructive power that may be caused, there is not much difference between it and a martial artist who has just entered the first grade.

The junior and third-grade martial artists are judged by qi and blood, and then above, there will also be professional judgments.

When you enter Wuhan University, the school will also popularize this knowledge. ”

In fact, the woman felt that Fang Ping was a little strange.

It stands to reason that this kind of quasi-martial artist who quenches his bones for the second time has not yet entered Wuhan University, which means that there must be a martial artist in the family, or a martial artist who is not weak.

But Fang Ping had some common sense questions, but he seemed very ignorant.

This shows that he has not had enough contact with this knowledge, is he the kind of person who is dedicated to cultivation?

Thinking to herself, the woman didn't ask much.

Their job is only to register these newcomers.

As for anything else, that's not their business.

At the end of the registration, the woman smiled professionally and said, "Mr. Fang, the certificate has been done, I wish you a happy life." ”

"Thank you. ”

Fang Ping thanked him and looked at Chen Zichuan, Chen Zichuan hurriedly smiled: "It's okay now, the temporary martial arts certificate is very useful, and it is more useful than the ID card."

You can use it as an ID card, but it is only valid for three months, and of course, the school will also help you get it official. ”

After thinking about it, Chen Zichuan added: "If you want to carry a cold weapon, you also need to apply for a certificate, and the Martial Arts Association can handle it." ”

"Got it, I'm sorry to trouble Brother Chen. ”

Fang Ping thanked him again, what Chen Zichuan said was the same as the gun license, and Fang Ping knew it without too much explanation.

"You're welcome. ”

“......”

Saying goodbye to Chen Zichuan, Fang Ping walked out of the station with his suitcase.

The moment he got out of the station, Fang Ping felt a little dumbfounded, and always felt that martial artists and ordinary people were no longer the same kind of people.

When you leave the station, you have to apply for a new certificate.

Looking up into the distance, there are many high-rise buildings, cars and pedestrians in a hurry.

The magic capital is a city very different from Yang City.

"Let's go to the Demon Capital Wuda first, see if you can rent a house nearby, and then plan to make money when you settle down. ”

Fang Ping thought about it, in this strange city, without relatives and no reason, everything can only rely on himself.

If you change to an ordinary high school junior, you will probably be at a loss.

Fang Ping wasn't at a loss, but he was a little stunned.

When I leave home, I don't care about my parents, I don't have my sister to chatter, and I'm really not used to it for a while.

"I don't know if the next time I see the round, will I get thinner......"

Fang Ping, who dragged his suitcase into the crowd, muttered in a low voice, he resolutely disagreed with his sister's behavior of changing her face!

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