"Should we adjust it? This thing is also related to the ranking." The middle-aged woman didn't want to flatter someone and end up hitting the hoof.
Fang Ping glared at Fu Changding helplessly, "It's okay, this will do."
The two of them took the keys and followed the senior Zhou Yun who led the way.
The freshmen in line didn't have any objections. If the strong are respected, is there anyone among the freshmen who can be stronger than the new champion?
As for the other one, they also heard about the three bone tempering.
Mowu is indeed a famous school, and there are geniuses everywhere. They also have mixed feelings.
Zhou Yun led Fu Changding and Fang Ping to the dormitory area on the east side of the school, and introduced some of the school's buildings along the way.
They took them to the freshman area, left two admission process timetables and left.
"See you at 3 pm." Fu Changding said goodbye to Fang Ping and went to his villa No. 1. His villa was right by the small lake, with rockery and bamboo forest, quiet environment, and the best location.
[Tsk, even if he worked hard in his previous life, he probably couldn't have bought such a villa in a place like Magic City where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, right?]
Fu Changding was also very satisfied. No matter what the future holds, life must go on.
He strolled around for a while, but didn't get too absorbed in it. Instead, he thought about the afternoon. "My blood and qi are too high. Should I restrain myself a little, so that Dean Huang and others won't think I'm too strong tomorrow and won't give me a reward?"
Concentrating is actually easy. He will consume some blood and qi first, and maintain it at around 260 calories.
No matter how powerful the master's insight is, he can only perceive Fu Changding's current situation. It's impossible to see how strong his peak blood and qi are when his blood and qi are consumed, right?
Although this blood and qi are strong, they are not to the extent of crushing. Some warriors who have broken through the second bone hardening have probably cultivated to this level after a summer vacation.
For example, Zhao Lei, the champion of the Magic City Martial Arts, must have this ability.
He was injured when he flipped over during a mission, otherwise he would have tempered all his lower limb bones by now.
"It's feasible, let's do this."
He began to practice the "Quenching Method" while standing still, and he had already broken through the Standing Reality Realm. During the half month of recuperation, the "Quenching Method" could not be practiced, but the standing still could be practiced.
With his concentration on practice, he can now easily control his center of gravity.
This realm is somewhat magical. He has tried it many times. No matter what the situation, he can adjust his center of gravity and twist his body. For example,
when he accidentally stepped on a banana peel and slid, his body would instinctively twist around, and he had a strong balance ability like a cat.
For example, when he was kicked by Mr. Fu, he could freely choose what posture to land in, and he didn't have to fall into the water tank and drink a bellyful of water like before.
So since he broke through the Standing Reality Realm, the old man kicked him more casually, and he didn't need to carefully calculate the strength.
At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the alarm on Fu Changding's mobile phone rang, and he came back to his senses.
After taking a look at the system, he found that only a dozen calories of Qi and blood were consumed, and there were still 280 calories. But it was too late to consume them. "That's it. It's not too much to temper the bones three times."
He called Fang Ping halfway, and the two went to playground No. 1 together.
"How to arrange accommodation for girls?" Fang Ping suddenly asked this question for no reason.
Fu Changding's mouth twitched. This guy not only has no sense of direction, but also has blind eyes, right?
He sighed, "Eat more fried pine nuts and cod liver oil on a regular basis, which can
improve eyesight. Area 1 is single room, regardless of gender. For multi-person dormitories, of course, men and women live separately. There were several girls passing by on the way here, okay? Although they are not very good-looking, this is not a reason for you to mistake them for boys."
Negative energy from Fang Ping +20!
Fang Ping was a little embarrassed, he really didn't notice it.
"Fu Changding!"
At this time, he met an acquaintance, "Yo! Song"
Negative energy from Tang Songting +19!
"Ting." Fu Changding smiled and gave Tang Songting a little face in public. After all, after he quickly became stronger, Tang Songting didn't dare to stab him anymore. It was meaningless to bully the weak.
"Huh!" Tang Songting snorted coldly, but he was secretly relieved in his heart, "Why did you come to Mowu?"
"Mowu offered a good price, so I came to Mowu." Fu Changding shrugged and waited for the other party to ask.
Sure enough, the Chow Chow couldn't help but sneer, "Good price? How much did you sell yourself for?"
Fu Changding narrowed his eyes slightly. Just for this sentence, he couldn't avoid the beating tomorrow. "300 credits, it's not too much, just 9 million. I got the top scorer, and the attached middle school rewarded me 2 million."
Negative energy from Tang Songting +19!
Negative energy from Fang Ping +20! +20! +20! .
What's wrong with you, little brother? Fu Changding looked at Fang Ping in surprise. Tang Songting contributed a wave and then there was no follow-up, but you are quite strong!
Fang Ping was envious and jealous. 300 credits were equivalent to 9 million in cash, and an additional 9 million in wealth value!
Tang Songting had nothing to say. 300 credits was not a small amount. They had all the resources needed for a first-grade breakthrough to the second-grade.
As they walked and chatted, they soon arrived at the gathering place.
On the podium of the No. 1 playground, a middle-aged man with a square face was intimidating without even getting angry. Fu Changding had seen the photo. This was Huang Jing, one of the four great masters of magic and martial arts.
Huang Jing had been standing quietly until the gathering time, when he suddenly shouted, "Line up!"
Fu Changding gestured to Fang Ping and stood in the front row to form a queue. Anyway, there was no one to guide the order, so just show your appreciation.
The other freshmen were a little confused. It was probably the first time they had seen an opening ceremony without anyone guiding them.
The playground was in a mess, but Huang Jing didn't care. Three minutes later, he shouted again, "The gathering time has come. Those who are late or not in the queue will be deducted 20 credits! Close the door!"
With an order, several martial arts club students at the iron mesh gate of the playground pulled the gate and quickly closed it.
The faces of the freshmen outside were all panicked, and some freshmen in the playground who had been lazy and pretended not to hear before were now hurriedly looking for a line to stand in.
"Stand still!" Huang Jing shouted angrily, and his blood and qi burst out.
The playground was very large, and it was estimated that it was more than enough to accommodate 30,000 to 50,000 people. Huang Jing stood on the rostrum, and the freshmen's line was dozens of meters away at the closest, and more than 200 meters away at the farthest.
But even so, all the freshmen felt a terrible pressure of blood and qi.
It was as if ordinary people were facing a beast, and they dared not move at all.
"So strong, this is the master!"
Fu Changding was also a little shocked. He often made Mr. Fu angry and his blood and qi burst out, and he experienced it at close range, but the pressure was not so strong at all.
"Master? This is the master?" Fang Ping didn't expect to meet a master on the first day.
"Of course, the blood and qi pressure thousands of students, covering a range of hundreds of meters, the sixth-grade high stage can't do it, and the sixth-grade peak is probably not possible." Fu Changding didn't say much, but Fang Ping had a guess in his heart.
The Fu family probably has a high-level sixth-grade warrior in charge, otherwise Fu Changding would not be so clear.
On the rostrum, Huang Jing glanced at Fu Changding. The two guys were not weak. Although he did not use his full strength, as a master, his spirit, energy and spirit were united, and his blood and energy had a lot of spiritual deterrence.
The two were almost unaffected and quickly came to their senses.
"Hello, students, let me introduce myself. My name is Huang Jing, the dean of the Weaponry Academy! When you enter the Magic Martial Arts Academy, the first thing you have to learn is to abide by the rules!
If you say you have to gather at 3 o'clock, it must be 3 o'clock, there is no room for bargaining! Those who are not here, late, and those who do not line up according to the rules will all be deducted 20 credits!"
"20 credits, they are miserable."
Fu Changding was a little gloating. Didn't these guys know anything before entering Wuhan University?
Think of Wuhan University as an ordinary liberal arts university? That free and easy look, as if they were here for a trip, made him feel uncomfortable.
Huang Jing seemed to have heard this, and said calmly: "Perhaps some people don't know how much the credits of Mo Wu are worth.
Let's put it this way, in the Mo Wu Logistics Department, 3 credits can be exchanged for an ordinary Qi and Blood Pill, and 10 credits can be exchanged for a first-grade Qi and Blood Pill. 1 credit is equivalent to 30,000 cash in the outside world!"
"Fuck." Fang Ping couldn't help but swear. He lost 600,000 for being late once. This is fucking...
"When Mo Wu was recruiting students, we promised that the cultivation before the first grade
of freshmen would be free!" On the stage, Huang Jing continued: "But this kind of free is limited. The 50 credits given to freshmen are to provide you with resources to cultivate to the first grade!"
50 credits, the market value is 1.5 million.
The people in the playground couldn't help but cast sympathetic eyes on those who were excluded from the playground.
Huang Jing didn't care about the students who had their credits deducted, and continued to speak loudly: "Mowu has been established for 59 years!
In these 59 years, Mowu has produced countless outstanding warriors. They have overcome all difficulties, sacrificed their lives, and shed their blood to make Mowu what it is today, and to make you what you are now!
Entering Mowu is not for you to enjoy, nor is it for you to put on a superior attitude outside.
In Mowu, first of all, you must know that there is no gain without effort! The effort and the gain are proportional.
What is a warrior? It is not high and mighty, it is not self-willed, and it is not overbearing... Warriors
are guardians and defenders! Guarding the country and the world, and guarding the human heritage.
We are great, but also very small, and it can even be said to be sad...
You don't understand it now, and you don't need to understand it for the time being!
One day, you will understand.
Entering Mowu and stepping into the martial arts world is not the beginning of the peak of your life, but perhaps the beginning of a tragedy!"
Fu Changding sighed in his heart, it was indeed a tragedy.
The original author, Lao Ying Chi Xiao Ji, is very good at using exciting words to write tragedies. After reading it, people feel refreshed, but also sad.
[Damn, couldn't that bastard write the novel in such a tragic way? ] Fu Changding felt that if he could go back to the world of his previous life, he would definitely send a razor blade to Lao Ying Chi Xiao Ji!
On the rostrum, Huang Jing continued to instill the concept of magic and martial arts into the freshmen, and finally got to the point.
"Next, let's get to know each other." Huang Jing turned and looked at the 12 instructors. "Everyone, get to know the students!"
Huang Jing said, and a man in his forties with a resolute face walked out from behind him.
As the middle-aged man walked out, a strong blood force rose above his head, and the blood smoke could be vaguely seen!
"Weaponry College, freshman instructor, Tang Feng!"
Then another person walked out, "Weaponry College, freshman instructor, Luo Yichuan!"
"Tactical Guidance College, freshman instructor, Zhou Shiping."
"..."
The 12 instructors, at worst, are at the peak of the fifth rank!
They are all bursting with blood and qi wantonly, wanting to give the freshmen a profound greeting gift.
Fu Changding took a look, and Lv Fengrou did not stand up.
It should be that she has not received the news yet. When the news that Fang Ping and Wang Jinyang are related comes out, she will be entrusted by the principal to accept Fang Ping.
Under the stage, the freshmen's faces are red, as if they are constipated. There are also many people who can't even stand steadily, and they are oppressed and retreat again and again.
Most of the freshmen below the level of warriors found it difficult to even breathe and could only retreat in a hurry.
However, the freshmen who had reached the first level, or those who had undergone the second bone hardening, had solemn faces and stood in place to resist the strong pressure of the blood and qi.