"How much is the tuition fee at the True Martial Arts Academy?"

"50,000, a gold bar is worth 400,000, it's enough."

Fang Mengqi picked up the gold bar on his leg.

"It's so heavy."

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, just two catties of things, but she feels extremely heavy in her hand.

"Did You Dragon give it to you?"

Fang Hao was speechless for a while.

If you want to say that it wasn't sent by Youlong, that's not very reasonable.

If you say yes, I originally sent this gold bar, and I am going to get it back quietly.

So whose gold bar is it?

Forget it, it's all back to your own hands anyway, it must be your own.

"Sort of." He smiled and said, "If you want to go, you can exchange it for cash in the bank today and buy some extraordinary resources to strengthen your body." ”

"Then I...... Go ahead? Fang Mengqi wanted to go, but she was still a little hesitant.

"Then go." Fang Hao smiled and nodded, "We'll go shopping in the afternoon." ”

"Hmm." Fang Mengqi put the gold bar on Fang Hao and nodded lightly.

Pay it back when you earn it later.

Who wouldn't want to be extraordinary?

It's just that most people don't have that talent, and they don't have that financial resources.

If she didn't go to practice true martial arts, she would soon have no reason to stay in this house, and it would be difficult to see her in the future.

Fang Hao put the gold bar in his trouser pocket, and actually put it into the pocket of another dimension.

Extraordinary resources include potions developed by modern science and technology, and elixirs refined by ancient methods.

There is also a quenching medicinal soup with Chinese herbal medicine.

Combined with the consumption of low-level or even high-level alien beast meat and auxiliary exercise, the physique can easily reach the standard.

But it's just that the "process" is simple, and the hardest part is the "money" at the beginning stage.

With money, it's simple.

If you don't have money, it's hard to climb to the sky.

It is conservatively estimated that just for a person who is not very good in physical fitness to meet the recruitment standards of the True Martial Arts Academy, it will cost two or three hundred thousand yuan.

If you still want to hire a private trainer, there is no upper limit.

A private trainer with a good reputation and strong teaching ability can earn thousands of dollars per hour.

The next level of private training also costs three or four hundred, and it is not a package teaching club.

This money can be saved, because he knows the "Tiangang Divine Fist" in the army, and it is good to teach it directly to Fang Mengqi.

It's not a real fight, and you can't use it in a fight.

And this set of boxing methods is only circulated within a certain range, not that it is not circulated, even if it is known, it is not a big deal.

It's just a quenching boxing method, and it's not enough to become a top secret.

Of course, this does not mean that it can be taught casually, but it is still necessary to abide by some rules.

Midday.

Fang Yuwen slept for a few hours, woke up from the wine, and got up to make lunch for the whole family.

In such a world, anyone who has a little pursuit, especially men, will practice true martial arts.

Even if you don't have money to buy resources, you don't have money to hire a private trainer, or even money to go to a martial arts hall.

I will also take time to exercise and meditate every night to absorb transcendent particles.

Therefore, in this world, at least the adults in this country, most of them have the cultivation of the True Martial One Heavy Realm.

Converted to the value of [Physique], it will be between 10-30 points, and the base punch power is 100 to 300 kg.

As an ordinary person, this physique is very strong.

Strong physique, of course, fast hangover relief, and not easy to get sick.

During the banquet, Fang Hao took out all 10 gold bars, which shocked his parents and Fang Mengqi.

"Where did you get these gold bars?"

"You Long will take the initiative to send it, you can confirm it with Liu Hong."

Fang Hao thought to himself that it was fortunate that there was such an experience, so he avoided the trouble of explaining.

It is impossible for Liu Hong to say why he sent gold bars.

Fang Yuwen looked at his own son, and felt a sense of absurdity that he had just met.

Although Fang Hao was very precocious when he was a child, he looked like an adult at a young age.

But all of a sudden, it was so powerful that the Dragon Club would bow its head and even send gold bars to curry favor.

Still made him sigh.

What does it mean to be extraordinary?

This is extraordinary!

Mortals don't dare to provoke at all, and take the initiative to curry favor, so as not to be overdone.

Thinking of "transcendence", he couldn't help but think of Zhao Zhijie.

Zhao Zhijie, did you really die in a car accident?

Not only did he doubt it, but her mother Su Rou also began to doubt it.

What a good person, suddenly died in a car accident?

Well, it is not impossible that evil will be rewarded.

But as soon as this person died, Zhao Dalong came to offer his courtesy, cancel his debts, and send so many gold bars, so they had to suspect that it was Fang Hao's black hand.

Zhao Dalong was obviously afraid, afraid that he would also "have a car accident" like his nephew, so he would please the Fang family like this.

"Will the origin of these gold bars not be clear?" Fang Yuwen picked up a gold bar and looked at it, frowning.

Fang Hao smiled: "Don't change it all at once, come one by one, one by one." ”

"Okay." Fang Yuwen put the gold bars in the bag aside, and took out his mobile phone to transfer money to Fang Hao.

"You don't have to repay your debts now, you have awakened again, and the money earned by your family in the future will be used to buy resources for you first."

"Yes." Fang Hao did not refuse.

I really need money, and so does Fang Mengqi.

He told Fang Mengqi that he also wanted to go to the True Martial Academy, and his parents naturally agreed.

Yesterday they would certainly not have agreed.

I can't take care of it, do you still care about Fang Mengqi?

Send her back to her hometown in the countryside first, so as not to be implicated by her own family.

But today the family has been reborn, and there are so many gold bars, not missing this money.

"Eat, eat, the dishes are going to be cold."

"Son, we must have a good drink today!"

"Haohao is still young, you can't drink!"

"It's okay, Mom, I'm just young, and I'm getting stronger."

Su Rou looked at his strong and perfect body, thought about it, and stopped persuading.

has become transcendental, and Fang Hao can no longer be treated as a child.

And Fang Hao didn't look like a child since he was a child.

On a big day like today, it's good to have some drinks with the whole family.

"!"

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, you have a glass and I have a glass, and all you drink is liquor.

Because they were happy, Su Rou and Fang Mengqi also drank a few glasses, and their cheeks were red when they were drunk.

While the Fang family is welcoming a new life and moving towards a bright and beautiful future, the Zhao family is a different situation.

The Fang family is at the table.

The Zhao family is also at the table.

There were seats on both sides, but the atmosphere was diametrically opposed.

Funeral home, morgue.

Zhao Dakui lifted the white cloth and looked at Zhao Zhijie, who had only the upper body left and his complexion was dead white, his face was pale.

Zhao Dalong stood behind him, his face expressionless.

Lin Yuzhen, who had slapped on both sides of his face, stood behind Zhao Dalong's left, also expressionless.

The rest of the Dragon Guild were not there, only a few junior brothers were guarding the door.

"Car accident?" Zhao Dakui spoke slowly.

"Hmm." Zhao Dalong nodded, "I also drank wine." It's not the first time he's racing, I told him, but he didn't listen. ”

Zhao Dakui turned around.

"Bang"

A big coercion slapped Zhao Dalong's face hard, and it was not a snap, but a bang, which showed how much strength there was.

But Zhao Dalong was not fanned, but tilted his head.

"I'm sorry, brother, I didn't take a good look at him." He lowered his head, his words full of apologies.

He is indeed sorry, but this apology is not for Zhao Zhijie's waste, but for the big brother in front of him.

He lost his eldest brother's son, and he didn't dare to take revenge, which was the source of his apology.

"Then explain this."

Zhao Dakui took out his mobile phone, clicked on a message, and showed it to Zhao Dalong.

Zhao Dalong glanced at the message, and his pupils shrank.