As soon as Fang Ping came up, he felt his muscles were a little sore.
But it is better than expected. People who have not exercised for a long time will definitely experience muscle soreness if they suddenly exercise.
However, due to the high qi and blood, this adverse reaction was minimized.
At this time, Fang Ping somewhat understood why qi and blood were a necessary requirement for a warrior.
Strengthening Qi and blood can eliminate all kinds of diseases and even eliminate fatigue.
Only such people have the confidence to become warriors. Otherwise, yesterday's exercise alone was enough to make Fang Ping's muscles sore for several days.
When I got up, my parents had already gone out as usual.
Fangyuan was brushing his teeth and washing his face in a daze. Children of this age are more sleepy.
Fang Ping exercised all night last night, and Fang Yuan also knew about it.
With her eyes half open, Fang Yuan felt a little envious when she saw her elder brother in high spirits.
"Fang Ping, aren't you tired?"
"I'm not tired, I feel refreshed, and it tastes delicious!"
Fangyuan curled her lips, knowing how to stimulate people.
The brother and sister quickly packed up, finished the breakfast prepared by their mother, and went out together carrying their schoolbags.
As soon as he went out, Fangyuan threw his schoolbag to Fang Ping and said, "Aren't you tired? Help me carry it for a while."
The junior high school where Fangyuan is located is not too far from No. 1 Middle School, and there is a section of the road that is easy to reach.
Fang Ping smiled and shook his head, without saying anything, and casually picked up his schoolbag in his hand.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the corridor, a middle-aged man walked towards them, holding breakfast in his hand.
Fang Ping glanced casually and was slightly surprised to see the other person walking towards his unit. Then he realized that he was probably the tenant upstairs.
There are only a dozen households in the old unit, and you rarely see unfamiliar faces.
However, no one knew each other, and Fang Ping didn't say hello and just passed by each other.
…
When Huang Bin passed by Fang Ping, his originally calm brow suddenly jumped.
Warriors can roughly sense the energy and blood status of ordinary people.
Wang Jinyang has done this before.
But the distance should be close, after all, low-level warriors are not too strong.
Huang Bin was upstairs last night and didn't notice anything yet.
But just as he passed by, Huang Bin instantly noticed something strange about Fang Ping!
This little guy has a lot of energy and blood!
At least compared to ordinary people, he is very, very tall.
Huang Bin frowned, feeling suddenly jealous.
Last night, he felt that the boy downstairs would definitely become desperate in the future, and felt for Fang Ping that the world was unfair.
Born in an ordinary family, one is inherently inferior to others.
But now he suddenly discovered that the boy he sympathized with last night had very high vitality. Even according to the information he knew, if there were no problems in other tests, he would have a high probability of being admitted to the martial arts department.
Thinking of this, Huang Bin suddenly felt that his face was swollen!
What qualifications do you have to sympathize with others?
Compared with this young man, when I was the same age as him, I was not even qualified to carry his shoes!
He failed to pass the martial arts examination. Some of his classmates at that time became martial artists at the age of 20, but it took him 10 more years and countless money to become a martial artist at the age of 30.
The young man in front of me, once admitted to martial arts, will most likely become a martial artist before the age of 20.
With the support of Wuhan University, the young man comes from such a family and has such energy, it shows that his talent is also very good.
Maybe, within a few years, the other party will be able to break through to the second level, or even the third level, and then look down on himself...
You actually still sympathize with him?
Still pity him?
The more he thought about it, the uglier Huang Bin's face became.
Everyone has jealousy, some people can restrain it, and some people cannot restrain it, or do not want to restrain it.
If it were Huang Bin from before, he might have restrained himself.
But when the bottom line in his heart was exceeded again and again, and when he was hunted down and could only hide here like a rat crossing the street, Huang Bin rarely restrained those primitive desires.
So when he passed by Fang Ping, Huang Bin's face looked extremely ugly, and he even had the urge to destroy this kid.
Fortunately, Huang Bin endured it in the end.
At this moment, the main thing is to keep a low profile, there is no need to ruin your own affairs for this kid.
But before leaving, if you can meet this kid, you can use some hidden tricks.
Why should others live more comfortably than themselves?
God is so unfair. It's even more unfair if you can meet a genius just by hiding somewhere!
…
Huang Bin left as if nothing had happened.
Fang Ping couldn't help but look back. His mental strength was higher than that of ordinary people, and he suddenly felt the hair on his back stand up.
Although it only passed by in a flash, I couldn't help but feel a little frightened in my mind.
After looking sideways for a while, I could only see the back of the tenant upstairs.
Fang Ping frowned slightly and said nothing.
Seeing that he didn't leave, Fangyuan asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"
"I didn't see anything. The one just now was the tenant above us."
"Oh, Aunt Chen and the others have left. The house has been empty for a long time. I wonder if uncle has any daughters at home.
There are no girls around my age in our unit, so no one can play with me if I want to."
Fangyuan muttered something, hoping that the other party would have a daughter of the same age as herself.
Fang Ping shook his head and said, "Uncle is the only one upstairs."
"Just one person?"
Fangyuan muttered: "That uncle is really good at eating. I think he bought a dozen buns. I thought the whole family was eating them together."
"More than a dozen buns..."
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
Fang Ping didn't pay attention to the breakfast the middle-aged man was carrying just now, but now that he thinks about it, it seems to be a big bag indeed.
Can one person eat so much?
Or is there someone else?
But it was very quiet upstairs last night, and there didn't seem to be many people.
What does that mean?
Fang Ping felt vaguely suspicious. Who could eat so much?
Of course he is a warrior!
It is inevitable that warriors eat a lot.
The body consumes a lot, and it is necessary to keep the qi and blood from declining. If conditions permit, you can take some special supplements to maintain the body's needs without eating and drinking.
If there are no conditions, naturally you can only supplement your body’s needs through ordinary food.
This also means that if a warrior does not exercise restraint and eats ordinary food, his consumption will be several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary people.
"Warrior..."
"The guy upstairs is a warrior?"
Fang Ping was walking, thinking absentmindedly.
Thinking back to the sudden fear he felt before, Fang Ping swallowed.
A warrior is definitely the one with the highest status in Yangcheng.
Would such a person rent a house in an old community like Jinghuyuan?
"Are you here to deal with yourself?"
It’s no wonder that Fang Ping is narcissistic. He is also a tall and reborn person, and he has an unreliable system.
In the past few days, my qi and blood have been rising again.
Suddenly, there was a warrior upstairs in his house. Just yesterday, Fang Ping couldn't even think about it.
"Did the other party realize that he is special?" Fang Ping felt a little thirsty, "Is what he just felt murderous?"
The more he thinks about it, the more likely it is that Fang Ping feels!
"Someone wants to kill me! Or rather, wants to know some secret from me?"
Fang Ping started to scare himself, and his face turned a little pale.
He had never seen a warrior take action, but just imagining it made him feel that warriors were terrifying. After all, in the era of hot weapons, warriors could become a higher class in society.
If the other party attacks me, I'm afraid I won't even have the strength to fight back.
"He doesn't do anything to me now, does he want to observe in secret and find my secret?"
"what do I do?"
"Call the police?"
"There are very few warriors in Yangcheng. I called the police. What should I say? That I have a system and was reborn, so there are warriors who want to kill me?"
"Otherwise, who would believe that a warrior would kill a high school senior?"
"Also, since the other party is a warrior, is it possible that he is a high-level executive in Yangcheng?"
"If I call the police, will it alert someone?"
"..."
Countless thoughts filled Fang Ping's mind instantly.
Fangyuan probably never imagined that her unconscious words would make Fangping think about so many things, and he even began to wonder whether he should move his family and run away!
…
Halfway through, Fang Ping and his sister parted ways.
But I was still thinking about what had just happened and the tenants upstairs.
There is nothing wrong with him, so he has nothing to fear.
But now, he was hiding secrets in his heart and his sense of security was very weak. Suddenly, a guy who looked like a warrior came to rent a house above his house. It seemed abnormal no matter how he looked at it.
"What on earth should I do?"
Fang Ping has a severe headache, is there any use in pretending not to know?
Or should we just observe and observe first?
But if a gentleman doesn't stand a dangerous wall, if the other party really wants to attack him, he may lose his patience at some point and snap his own neck, and then he can go and reason with him.
With some anxiety and uneasiness, Fang Ping entered the school, but he was a little absent-minded.
Chen Fan, who was at the same table, saw his sad face and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's okay..."
Fang Ping said something perfunctory, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "You said, if a warrior wants to kill you now, no, may want to kill you, what should you do?"
Chen Fan was speechless, this guy should be free!
He said angrily: "Are you planning to wait until you become a warrior and then come after me?"
Fang Ping said quickly: "Seriously, the professional examination in martial arts may be about this kind of question, and I just want to ask your opinion."
"Is this still the test for professional exams?"
Chen Fan didn't know whether it was true or not, so he thought for a long time before saying: "Call the police."
"But the other party didn't take action, so calling the police is useless, right?"
"Then run."
"If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Where can you run?"
"Are there still so many restrictions?" Chen Fan said depressedly, "Then there's nothing you can do, just wait to die! When you die, the government will arrest you."
Fang Ping said with a grimace: "Apart from waiting to die?"
Chen Fan joked: "Unless there is a master who happens to be passing by and kills this warrior with one punch, by the way, you are extraordinary and accept you as a disciple.
From now on, you will embark on the path of supreme strength!
How about it, are you satisfied now?"
Fang Ping was slightly startled and murmured: "Master?"
For a moment, Wang Jinyang's figure flashed unconsciously in his mind. As a master, the only person he knew was Wang Jinyang.
But the other party has already left Yangcheng. Besides, even if he hasn't left, there is no reason for him to ask for help.
His head started to feel swollen again, and in the end Fang Ping could only comfort himself, he was not looking for me, he was not looking for me!
But...he's not looking for me. Why is he living upstairs in my house?
They are obviously looking for me!
Fang Ping gritted his teeth and went back to take another look. If he was really a warrior, he was definitely here to find me!