Shang Yi, who had just entered the classroom, saw Yang Jian mumbling to himself.
I can't help but think:
"If Yang Jian knew that Fang Ping's energy and blood would exceed 300 million calories in three years, I don't know what he would think of this idiot!"
However, thinking that his goal was to exceed 300 million cards within three years, he shook his head. He couldn't involve himself just to tease Fang Ping.
Then he sat back in his seat.
However, the other students who were extremely prepared to take the martial arts examination also found it difficult to accept Fang Ping's test results just like Yang Jian.
Yang Jian yelled that it was unscientific, while Zhang Hao on the side said that his epilepsy had recurred, and he trembled all over and said, "It's unreasonable!"
"113 cards!"
"I only have 108 cards..."
Zhang Nan, who was sitting not far from him, heard the words and said quietly: "108 cards are me, I remember you 107 cards..."
Zhang Hao became angry and said: "That was half a month ago, and now I have 108 cards!"
Zhang Nan was not angry and said calmly: "Okay, you have 108 calories and Fang Ping only has 113..."
"you!"
Zhang Hao looked sad, turned to stare at Wu Zhihao and said: "Old Wu, please tell me, are you lying to us?"
Wu Zhihao said casually while reading a book: "Why are you lying to me? Anyway, you are not as tall as me, so it has nothing to do with me."
"How can you say that?" Zhang Hao said sadly: "Think about it, how miserable our brothers are. We attend classes, remedial classes at the same time, and have to exercise every day.
You can’t eat fried food, you can’t eat skewers, you can’t drink drinks, and you can’t even eat a cream popsicle in the summer. That guy Fang Ping is so inhumane! Old Wu, aren’t you envious or jealous at all?”
Listening to the wailing of several people, Shang Yi seemed to have returned to his previous life when he was a senior in high school.
At that time, because he had no pressure to enter a higher school, in the final stage of his senior year, he was extremely relaxed every day, which was in sharp contrast to the classmates in the class who were working hard to solve problems. Just like Fang Ping, he was the one that everyone envied and hated.
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"That year, I had my hands in my pockets and didn't know what my opponent was!"
The green years came to his mind, and Shang Yi, who was immersed in his own world, didn't even notice when Fang Ping arrived in the classroom.
When Fang Ping came to the classroom and saw a few people arranging for him, he also spoke to stimulate a few people.
Of course, we are all classmates. In fact, there is no great malice, but a healthy competition and comparison.
Zhang Hao, who was stimulated by Fang Ping's Qi and blood points, sighed and asked for advice:
"Fang Ping, do you have any tips for training Qi and blood?"
Fang Ping rolled his eyes and said:
"Nonsense, if I had such a knack, I would have become a warrior a long time ago! Besides, there are so many warriors on the street, where is our turn to take the exam?"
Zhang Hao was a little resentful and discouraged when he heard this. He was originally running with him, but now Fang Ping's sudden appearance suddenly broke his already fragile state of mind.
Shang Yi opened his mouth and said:
"I said yesterday that the Qi and blood standards are likely to be raised again this year, and 110 calories is not safe!"
Sure enough, as soon as Shang Yi opened his mouth to finish the topic, the scene suddenly fell silent.
Soon, school classes also started, and everyone started busy studying again.
At the end of the morning class, class teacher Liu Anguo sent Shang Yi, Wu Zhihao, Fang Ping, Yang Jian and Liu Ruoqi, a total of five students, who were also the most promising students in the class to be admitted to Wuhan University.
Liu Anguo is worthy of being a veteran of Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School. Even the director of the Academic Affairs Office is his student, so he can give Shang Yi and others a chance to meet Wang Jinyang in advance and get some news about the martial arts assessment.
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After a day of silence, Shang Yi still followed yesterday's plan, standing still to practice Qi and blood for a while, and then regaining his physical strength through deep sleep through meditation to practice mental and spiritual power.
The next day, Wednesday, April 9th.
On this day, the five members of Shang Yi gathered early at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School, got into a seven-seater business car, and headed to the train station.
At Yangcheng Railway Station, Shang Yi and his party got off the train and waited for Wang Jinyang at the exit.
Fang Ping began to quietly inquire about information about warriors. After all, he had only traveled through time recently and didn't know much about warriors.
Moreover, Fang Ping was an adult in his previous life, so he could naturally see that the status of a warrior was too high, even abnormally high.
If we follow the development of the normal world, when warriors with such super-high personal force appear, there should be great restrictions on warriors to safeguard the interests of ordinary people.
But now, warriors are given priority in everything, and the death rate of warriors every year is too high, which is obviously abnormal.
Just when they were chatting happily, Shang Yi noticed a young man walking towards them.
Shang Yi could faintly feel the powerful energy and blood hidden in the other party's body. The young man who could possess such powerful energy and blood at this age must be the reincarnation of Emperor Zhan Tian, Wang Jinyang, and he was also the target of their reception today.
Then Shang Yi coughed slightly and interrupted everyone's discussion and said:
"Ahem, he's here!"
Immediately, Fang Ping and the others became quiet and looked in the direction indicated by Shang Yi.
Wu Zhihao asked excitedly:
"Are you Senior Brother Wang?"
Wang Jinyang smiled and said:
"Don't use honorifics, just call me by my name or Brother Wang. We are all of the same age. I'm just one step ahead."
Then Wang Jinyang looked at Shang Yi with strange eyes. He could also feel that Shang Yi's energy and blood were obviously much stronger than those of other students, and had even reached the point where he could temper his bones.
Even Wang Jinyang last year did not reach such a high level of vitality before the assessment.
Wang Jinyang was still very easy-going and answered all the questions asked by Wu Zhihao and others. He even told some gossips about the previous class of seniors. He also pointed out that everyone can use emotions, especially anger, to make their blood more active.
Thereby improving one's Qi and blood test value.
After several people chatted for a while, Wang Jinyang answered a phone call and left.
Shang Yi looked thoughtful. He remembered that after Wang Jinyang came to Yangcheng, he received an order and a fugitive warrior hid in Yangcheng.
And this warrior also happened to go upstairs to Fang Ping's house, and Fang Ping also got a sum of resources from this warrior that allowed him to become the provincial champion and enter the Magic City Wuhan University.
In the afternoon, Shang Yi and others gathered again and took Wang Jinyang to school.
Shang Yi's eyes flashed, and he noticed that Fang Ping's energy and blood had improved to a certain extent, and he immediately knew that Fang Ping was making money again.
When Wang Jinyang came out, he also discovered that Fang Ping's energy and blood had improved.
Fang Ping knew that Wang Jinyang had noticed something unusual, so he immediately said that it was his first time to take medicine, and wanted to ask Wang Jinyang to see if there was anything wrong with him.
This also dispelled Wang Jinyang's surprise, but he still solemnly told Wu Zhihao and others not to take drugs casually, as it would have a great impact on future potential, and even some banned drugs can directly harm the body.
As for Shang Yi, he didn't deliberately remind him. After all, he knew that Shang Yi had already been admitted to Wuhan University, so he naturally didn't need to take drugs to compete.
When Wu Zhihao and others asked Fang Ping what kind of medicine he had taken, Fang Ping told lies with a guilty conscience. After all, he was using the system to add some medicine. Where did he get the magic medicine that can improve Qi and blood!
Soon I arrived at the school, and the dean personally led people to greet me at the school gate. This kind of treatment was no different from that of leaders in the city during inspections.
