Fangyuan is coming to the Magic City.

Fang Ping is in charge of reception.

Jiang Han has been helping Zhang Tao temper jade bones these days.

His energy and blood are already very high now, although they are still not as high as the million calories he has at his peak.

But helping Zhang Tao temper his bones would not cause him to lose his energy and blood and become exhausted.

"Minister Zhang, this time the bone tempering is completed. There are three more bones. The first layer of jade bones is considered to be tempered."

Jiang Han restrained his energy and blood and said to Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao stood up, moved his body, felt it, and responded: "If the jade bone is completely tempered, I will probably be able to increase my energy and blood by at least 500,000 calories."

He was a little happy.

If the top warriors all over the world can increase their energy and blood so much, then the caves on the other side of the earth may not be completely disadvantaged.

At the extreme level, half a million calories of energy and blood is still very large.

In particular, this is the basic Qi and blood.

If you go through the increase of the source path and your own tactics.

Expose some of your trump cards.

Zhang Tao felt that he could conquer the top of twenty caves by himself.

Even if other top warriors on Earth cannot do this, they should not be at a disadvantage.

Jiang Han heard this and responded: "Actually, this is not a real jade bone. A real jade bone needs to be forged ten times.

There will be a complete transformation.

However, after the first layer of jade bone forging is completed, the bones are sealed, and even my energy and blood cannot help you continue to temper them."

Zhang Tao heard this and said calmly: "There are perfect things in this world.

Just doing your best is enough.”

Jiang Han nodded.

January 10th.

The first National Wuhan University Exchange Competition has officially begun.

Draw lots on the first day.

Fangyuan and her classmate Xiaoling watched from the audience.

Xiaoling asked in a low voice: "Fang Yuan, where is your elder brother?"

She had only seen Fang Ping in the past two days, not Fang Han.

Fangyuan looked everywhere below but found nothing, so she could only say: "I'll show up later.

I remember Fang Ping said that my eldest brother is also here, but he didn’t come to pick me up because he had something to do before."

However, even though she said this, she still lacked confidence.

Because she frowned when Fang Ping spoke, she was keenly aware that Fang Ping's attitude was a bit strange and he spoke hesitantly.

After a while, they followed the crowd and entered the exchange arena.

At the same time, Liu Huarong of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Two commentators, Chen Xueyan from the Ministry of Education, also appeared on the field.

They introduced themselves first.

Then the background of the martial arts exchange competition was introduced.

"...The opening ceremony I attended today is mainly to let everyone get to know the players participating in the competition, and also to draw lots to determine the opponent..."

Just at the commentator's seat, two commentators were explaining.

Backstage.

Jiang Han is already waiting with the team from the Eight-School Alliance.

I heard Liu Huarong say on the commentary stage: "I'd like to invite you, the host team from Wuhan University in Shanghai.

Captain Fang Ping, classmate Fang Ping, would like to say hello to everyone."

"Hello everyone, I am Fang Ping..."

Facing such a highlight moment, Fang Ping seemed very indifferent.

He knows that how good he is today will be how miserable he will be in a few days.

Because yesterday Huang Jing had taken the time to tell them the list of participating teams in the Eight-School Alliance.

Fang Han ranked first and was the captain of the eight-school alliance.

To this, Fang Ping could only say "f*ck".

If the grandmaster becomes the captain, who can win?

Is this an operation that anyone can imagine?

Fang Ping felt that the person who made this decision in the Eight-School Alliance was simply not a human being.

But unfortunately, knowing that Jiang Han is the Grandmaster, he is the only one in this team.

Therefore, when Huang Jingyu said to them seriously: "Go up to draw lots tomorrow. If you encounter the Eight-School Alliance, remember to save your strength and admit defeat directly."

Just kidding, the captain of the Eight Schools Alliance is the Grandmaster. Isn’t it for nothing if these first-grade warriors rush forward?

So Huang Jing thought that just let them admit defeat.

In this Wuhan University exchange competition, the eight-school alliance must be the first.

In the magic city of Wuhan University, the only thing left to do is to protect the three and compete for the second.

However, with the exception of Fang Ping, everyone in the Magic City Wuhan University team was obviously unconvinced by Huang Jing's kindness.

Zhao Lei even said directly: "Dean Huang, you don't need to say anything, if you ask us to admit defeat, we will definitely not admit defeat.

Warriors must fight, and I have never fought even a third-grade warrior, and I will tire him to death in the ring."

Fu Changding smiled on the side: "I think what Zhao Lei said still makes some sense.

Dean, you haven’t fought yet, how do you know we will definitely lose?”

In response to this, Huang Jing could only smile and thought to himself: "They want to give it a try, that's fine. I guess people will see Fang Ping's face and save some face for you."

Thinking of this, he said to the two people: "Okay, okay, you are worthy of being a student of Wuhan University in the magical capital. You are ambitious.

In this way, if the Eight-School Alliance is drawn tomorrow, you two will take the lead!"

When Fu Changding heard this, his eyes lit up.

He asked: "It's okay to be the first, but Dean, if a few of us win tomorrow, can we give some reward?"

Huang Jing smiled and said: "Okay, if you can still win against the Eight-School Alliance, each of you will be rewarded with one thousand... no, ten thousand credits!"

Ten thousand credits is a huge sum of money for a freshman like Fu Changding.

Before he could speak, Zhao Lei stood up and said: "Okay, if we draw the Eight-School Alliance tomorrow, I will take the lead, and none of you can compete with me!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Fang Ping and saw that he had no objections. He felt relieved and geared up, feeling a little excited.

Fang Ping is the captain. If Fang Ping competes with him at this time, he doesn't have much confidence.

Fortunately, Fang Ping did not do such a thing.

When Fu Changding on the side saw this, he suddenly felt a little confused.

He felt that this Fang Ping seemed a little different from the usual Fang Ping.

If Fang Ping was a normal person, he wouldn't scream when he heard about the reward of 10,000 credits?

Why are you so calm now?

Is there a pit here?

Fu Changding felt a little doubtful.

"The person walking in second place is Zhao Lei, a member of the Magic City Wuhan University.

According to the information, what Zhao Lei is good at is... Tietou Kung Fu!

Let us welcome classmate Zhao Lei with a round of applause!"

Then, on the commentary stage, Liu Huarong's voice interrupted Fu Changding's memories.

"Fu Changding is the third ranked Wuhan University in the world. What Fu Changding is good at is also Iron Tou Kung Fu.

Classmate Fu, please say hello to everyone!"

Hearing this, Fu Changding showed a sunny smile.

"Hello everyone, I am Fu Changding, a freshman at the Weapons Academy!"

However, he was a little surprised. Although the information was compiled randomly, it was to prevent opponents from seeing the fighting methods that he was good at from the information, so as to develop countermeasures.

But how did you compile two iron head skills?

I can't understand.
Chapter completed!