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"Where is your car parked?" Han Wenshi and Fang Cheng walked downstairs, he looked around and wondered.

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Stop next to the grove behind the dormitory, it's a very remote place." ”

Stopping downstairs in the dormitory, it looked too arrogant, and Fang Cheng hadn't fully adapted to his changes.

Fang Cheng and Han Wenshi walked in front, and Huang Xiuguang and Zhang Tu followed behind the two, like two little followers.

I can already see the school building where the class meeting is held.

Han Wenshi hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'll go buy some water." ”

He ran to the supermarket next to him, and in less than two minutes, he hurried back with four bottles of carbonated soda in his hand.

Huang Xiuguang and Zhang Tu took the soda handed by Han Wenshi and said thank you with a smile.

Fang Cheng shook his head: "Stone, I don't practice martial arts and soda, I'm sorry, you can drink two bottles." ”

"Okay. ”

Han Wenshi shrugged and didn't say anything.

On the contrary, it was Huang Xiuguang behind the two of them, his eyes flashed, practicing martial arts? Is it true? But at this age, how far can he reach if he practices martial arts?

Chu Zhongyuan, the head of the Yunda Martial Arts Society, is only at the senior stage of the amateur level, and it is said that he is about to break through the early stage of the professional level.

Huang Xiuguang took out his mobile phone and searched for "Fang Cheng".

The web page was cluttered with information, and there was nothing he wanted, Huang Xiuguang frowned.

He was a little unwilling, so he turned to the official website of the Martial Arts Association Huaguo, typed "Fang Cheng" in the search box, and laughed after losing.

The ones that can be searched on the official website of the Martial Arts Association are all professional-level martial artists or above.

Fang Cheng will appear in this?

Thinking of this, he was about to close the page.

But the fingers still have inertia, so I clicked it without paying attention.

Search.

Click......

After more than a second, the website page appears:

1. Fang Cheng, age: confidential, engaged in industry: student, region: Yunhai, grade: professional middle.

2. Fang Cheng, age: 41 years old, engaged in industry: martial arts coach, region: imperial capital, grade: professional level.

the groove.

A student in Yunhai City?

Huang Xiuguang didn't care about the second message at all, he stared at the first message on the screen, he seemed to understand something.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them walked into a self-study classroom.

At this point, the classroom was full.

Fang Cheng and the others sat in the last row, Fang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the female squad leader on the podium, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Class?

What do you do in a meeting to increase the GDP of your class?

Sure enough, the female squad leader talked endlessly on the podium, from the parents to the three views of life, and then to the emotional issue.

However, the students in the audience listened with relish.

In the end, the female class president proposed a class reunion, everyone applauded, and the final class meeting time was set for tomorrow night, and the venue was the Tomorrow Hotel.

4 star hotel.

The classmates exploded, some were excited, and some pretended to be calm.

As for why you want to go, not only because the female squad leader has a relative who works in the hotel, but also because in order to increase the hotel's leisure income, the Hotel of Tomorrow has launched: a buffet with a student ID card in the beginning of the school season, three folds!

Fang Chengzheng was thinking, tomorrow dinner, should he let go of his stomach to eat, in case he scares his classmates...... Or it would be embarrassing to be kicked out by the hotel staff because of eating too much.

Suddenly, he remembered: I have to meet the two senior brothers tomorrow night.

The class meeting ends.

Students poured out of the teachers, some went back to the dormitory, some went out to eat, and of course some stayed behind for self-study.

Fang Cheng tapped his fingers on the table and made a decision.

Let's go and see the two senior brothers, there are many opportunities after the class party, Fang Cheng stood up, he happened to sit at the table, and walked directly to the podium.

"Class leader, I have something to do tomorrow night, so I won't go to the class party first, I'm sorry,"

Hearing a magnetic male voice, the female squad leader, who was planning how to get to the Tomorrow Hotel tomorrow, looked up blankly.

Is there a boy in the class who has such a good voice?

There are more than ten boys in total, and she has been in contact with them all.

Fang Cheng?

Looking at Fang Cheng, who had changed a lot, the female squad leader was slightly stunned, this face obviously did not change, but it looked more ...... It has more temperament and a manly taste.

If you have to talk about change, it's probably the eyes.

The female squad leader was stunned for two seconds, blinked her eyes and came to her senses, and said, "Well, no problem." ”

"Yes. ”

Fang Cheng smiled at the squad leader, and walked out of the teacher, Han Wenshi and the others were still waiting outside.

The female squad leader was stunned again, she couldn't help but rub her face, and self-analysis with some doubts, could it be that spring has arrived?

"Old Fang, are you going to play games?" Han Wenshi saw Fang Cheng walk out of the classroom, greeted him and said, "Huang Xiuguang and Zhang Tu will also go." ”

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, the game was indeed still attracted to him.

But he still had to practice martial arts, so he refused: "No, you can go." ”

Han Wenshi nodded disappointedly, walked out of the teaching building with Huang Xiuguang and Zhang Tu, and walked out to the school gate, there was no Internet café on campus.

Huang Xiuguang was silent all the way.

The search results shocked him, you must know that the martial arts information of the Martial Arts Association, basically four items are open to the public.

Whether it is the No. 1 Tiger Venerable in China or the No. 1 War King in the world, the age is clearly marked on it.

Even some female warriors who cherish their feathers and pretend to be small and tender cannot change their age on the search results on the official website of the Martial Arts Association.

But Fang Cheng's age information turned out to be confidential!?

Huang Xiuguang didn't dare to think about it anymore, he trembled his body, never mentioned this piece of information that made him stunned, and followed Han Wenshi and Zhang Tu to play games.

Only games can make him feel better!

Fang Cheng walked all the way back to the dormitory, there was no one in the small room, Han Wenshi and the three of them went to the Internet café, and it was impossible to come back for a while.

"Whew. ”

The whirring wind sounded, and Fang Cheng actually practiced "electric flash" in the very small space of the dormitory.

Nearly ten square meters away, I saw a figure flickering, sometimes violently, sometimes falling gently, leaving only the sound of tearing wind.

After practicing for nearly two hours, Fang Cheng stopped his body and had a deeper understanding and cognition of the "Electric Lightning", at least he could barely use it in the battle.

After only one day of light exercises, the progress is so rapid.

Fang Cheng understood that it was not that his talent was high enough, but the power of his attribute ability, such a high agility attribute, almost the speed of the early stage of the professional level, the foundation was too high.

It's like a college student in advanced mathematics who goes to take the middle school math Olympiad exam, although it is not easy, but it has a good foundation, and the questions that have not been seen will also flow with ideas.

I hurriedly took a shower, went to the cafeteria to eat, and just after nine o'clock, Fang Cheng was lying on the bed.

Summing up the harvest of a winter vacation, from participating in martial arts competitions, to winning the championship, returning home with the prize money, and killing five more people next to the station......

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's heart tightened.

He wasn't worried about being found by the police, but he thought, what will happen to his attribute ability in the future?

In this era, there is a society governed by the rule of law, and even if it is a martial arts event, there is very little life-and-death fight.

Competitions like life and death are hidden under the light, how can Fang Cheng find the entrance as a college student.

Even if he finds it, will Master let him participate?

The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, there will always be a way, Fang Cheng didn't think about it anymore, put his mobile phone aside to charge it, and prepared to sleep.

"Hey, aragonite, you're getting better......!

"Haha. ”

After the three of them finished playing in the Internet café, they hurriedly ate a bite of food, returned to the dormitory and pushed the door open, and the sound stopped all of a sudden, because they saw that Fang Cheng had closed his eyes and was lying on the bed.

Han Wenshi looked at Huang Xiuguang and Zhang Tu, and the three of them crept in.

They were afraid of making noise to Fang Cheng.

Many times, the status of people is inadvertently revealed, and in the last semester, Huang Xiuguang was eager to raise his voice an octave.

Fang Cheng raised his eyelids, squinted his eyes and looked around, and said lightly, "You're back?"

This frightened Han Wenshi and the three of them.

Huang Xiuguang seemed to have a string in his heart, and stammered: "Brother Fang, noisy, noisy to you?"

"Oh, no, I'm not asleep yet. ”

Feeling Huang Xiuguang's nervousness, Fang Cheng smiled secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: Dear, why are you so respectful?

However, if he stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling person, Fang Cheng didn't bother to worry about the last semester.

"Let's clean up and get ready for bed. It seemed that the other party was saying, but after glancing at Han Wenshi and Zhang Tu twice, Huang Xiuguang took off his clothes, put on his slippers and went to wash.

What really scared him was not the car, but the search results on the official website of the Martial Arts Association.

It's confidential!

I checked it on the Internet, and I will definitely leave traces, I don't know if I will find myself, and a confidential information has been discovered by myself......

Huang Xiuguang brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes flickering.

In the end, he made a decision, as long as he had a good relationship with Fang Cheng, everything would be fine.

.........

Old man Lu's villa.

"Drip ...... Drip ......"

Old man Lu was wearing black velvet pajamas, standing in front of the bedroom window, making a phone call.

"Master, my disciple has given you a greeting. A deep male voice soon rang on the other side of the phone.

"Well, I have taken in a close disciple, you can come over tomorrow night and recognize it. ”

"Congratulations, Master, I'll be over tomorrow afternoon. The voice on the other side of the phone said respectfully with joy.

"Yes. ”

Old man Lu's eyes were calm, like a wave of still lake water, and he hung up the phone.

The remark of the number on the phone screen is: Named disciple Zhou Gang.

Old man Lu clicked on the screen, and below the number "Registered Disciple Zhou Gang" was: "Registered Disciple Qi Zhenguo"

"Drip ...... Drip ......"

Inside the Xiertu Hotel in Linjiang City.

In the most luxurious private room in the hotel, several middle-aged people are chatting with smiles on their faces.

A man about fifty years old with black hair mixed with a large amount of white hair said slowly: "Zhenguo, as the only professional-level martial artist in our Linjiang City, you have to make some contributions to your hometown. ”

"Well said, well said. Qi Zhenguo, who had black hair and a ruddy face, raised his wine glass and said, "Secretary Chen, that piece of land?"

"The formalities will be fine tomorrow, Zhenguo don't worry about this. Secretary Chen waved his hand, this is Chen Jianye's father and the secretary of Linjiang City.

Qi Zhenguo was drunk and smiled wantonly: "It is difficult for Linjiang City to produce another professional level, but it is not impossible. ”