Chapter 11 On the Preciousness of Internal Strength
Chapter 11 discusses the preciousness of internal strength
Not only others, but even Meng Fan himself didn't expect that such a casual punch would have such a great power.
At first, he thought it was Yanagihara pretending, but he soon gave up on the idea.
After all, how much courage does it take to pretend to be a dead dog in public?
Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but lean over to Liu Yuan's side and quipped, "What, squad leader, you look very unenergetic today, could it be that you masturbated too much last night?" β
"That's it!"
Fang Ping finally spoke, and as soon as he spoke, the entire classroom immediately fell silent, "Meng Fan, you come with me." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
With that, Fang Ping walked straight out of the classroom, ignoring Yanagihara who was curled up on the ground.
Meng Fan followed Fang Ping and came to the office, the whole office is about more than 200 square meters, and the furniture in the room is made of fine rosewood, which looks graceful and magnificent, which makes Meng Fan not envious.
With the development of science and technology, wooden furniture is becoming more and more rare, ordinary people use furniture made of alloys, like this kind of furniture made of rosewood, as little as millions of credits, not ordinary people can afford to use it at all.
"Sit down," Fang Ping beckoned, sitting on a bench with a backrest.
Meng Fan nodded and sat down as well.
At this moment, he still didn't understand why Fang Ping called himself over, if it was because he injured Liu Yuan, then it wouldn't be enough, such a fight was a common thing, and he couldn't be treated so carefully.
"Tell me, have you cultivated your internal strength?"
Fang Ping's body leaned forward slightly more than ten degrees, looking down at Meng Fan, those plain eyes gave Meng Fan a lot of oppression.
"Internal forces? Instructor Fang, I don't know what you're talking about? Meng Fan just showed a "puzzled" expression, as if he really didn't understand what Fang Ping meant.
He knew that if he admitted this, then he had to explain the origin of the inner strength and mental method, and the secret of "preaching in a dream" might also be revealed.
"Impossible,"
Fang Ping got up suddenly, and his right hand grabbed Meng Fan like lightning,
"Smack,"
The palm of his hand slapped heavily on the chair, and to Fang Ping's surprise, this time, he was actually dodged by Meng Fan.
"Good boy, it seems that you have hidden a lot of things," Fang Ping looked at Meng Fan with a smile, "Okay, don't look at me with that kind of guarded eyes, I just want to try you, if you really do it, I can take you down in three moves, believe it or not?" β
"That's natural, how to say that the instructor is also a master of the school's high-tech hiring, and he will definitely not meet me as a student,"
Meng Fan responded without showing weakness, and deliberately accentuated the word "school", as if to remind Fang Ping that this is the school.
"Alright, boy, sit down, let me explain to you what the hell is going on," Fang Ping waved his hand disapprovingly, and sat back in his original position.
Meng Fan also sat down as he said, but he was still staring at Fang Ping vigilantly.
"Although I don't know how your kid cultivated the internal force, I think you also know the benefits that the internal force brings to you," Fang Ping said seriously, and without waiting for Meng Fan to speak, he continued, "Do you know how many students in this school have cultivated internal strength?" β
"I don't know," Meng Fan shook his head honestly.
"One, none!" Fang Ping sneered.
"What, how is this possible!"
Meng Fan exclaimed, there are four or five thousand people in the school, how can no one cultivate internal strength, you know, when he cultivates in his dream, it is easy to cultivate internal strength, and in that world, there is only one person in about a hundred people who can cultivate internal strength, but in reality, how can there be no one?
"How is it impossible," Fang Ping shook his head, his expression was a little gloomy, "It's not that their qualifications are too poor, first, in fact, the current environment is no longer suitable for cultivation, and moreover, a book of internal strength is far more rare than martial arts, therefore, most of the high-level heart methods are controlled by some ancient cultivation families, and ordinary people can't get them at all." β
In the end, Fang Ping sighed even more, "At the beginning, I was admitted to Galaxy University to get a D-level mental method. β
"This ..... This ......"
Meng Fan was speechless in surprise, no wonder, when he came back from the dream, he always felt that the environment here was different from the dream.
Originally, Meng Fan thought it was because of a dream, but now he understands that it is the aura, the aura of this world, which is so thin that it is outrageous!
"Still,"
Seeing that Meng Fan was silent in a low voice, Fang Ping spoke again, "Don't take internal force too seriously, although you have cultivated internal force, you are still not the opponent of those whose physical fitness has reached '1' or above, after all, internal force only plays an auxiliary role, if the difference in physical strength is too large, it is still useless, and it is too difficult to cultivate internal force, so what you have to do now is not to think about how to cultivate internal force, but to improve your physical fitness." β
"I understand, thank you Instructor Fang for reminding me,"
Meng Fan knew that Fang Ping's meaning was actually very simple, that is, he found that he had cultivated his internal strength, and he just wanted to mention it.
However, how did Fang Ping think that Meng Fan's internal strength was not cultivated in this world, but in a dream,
You must know that although the cultivation in the dream is somewhat depleted, it is many times faster than the cultivation efficiency in the real world, not to mention, the "Jiuyang Divine Skill" in Meng Fan's hand is the top divine skill of the gold system, and in the real world, even if it does not reach the S-level and A-level, there should always be a B-level, right?
Thinking about it this way, the difficulties that Fang Ping said just now were not a problem in Meng Fan's opinion.
"Okay, then you go back first, remember my words, you must focus on improving your vitality, originally I always thought that Liu Yuan was the only one among you who could be admitted to Starry Sky University, but now, boy, I am very optimistic about you," Fang Ping got up and patted Meng Fan on the shoulder.
"Thank you, instructor,"
Meng Fan nodded at Fang Ping, turned around and left the office, at this moment, there was something he needed to confirm.
Coming to the school data center, Meng Fan took out his student card,
"Di, Name: Meng Fan, Gender: Male, a third-year student at this school, meets the entry requirements,"
"Click,"
An electronic door quickly opened, and without hesitation, Meng Fan walked in.
At this time, it was class time, so there were no other figures here, so Meng Fan was relieved to turn on a light brain.
"I want to test the martial arts level," Meng Fan said to the light brain.
"Drop, please input the martial arts content you want to detect into the light brain, and the system will automatically detect it for you."