Not long after Wang Jinyang left, Fang Ping began to improve his strength.
Soon, the data in front of Fang Ping changed:
Wealth: 2370800
Qi and blood: 124 calories
Spirit: 140 Hz
…
After spending more than 30,000 wealth points, Fang Ping maximized his energy and mental strength.
The 124 calories of blood had already made him feel the feeling of bursting blood vessels again.
With 140 Hz of mental energy, my head felt cool at first, but now I feel a little dizzy and aching.
Fang Ping knew that this was his current limit and did not dare to continue improving.
Fang Ping, who was a little drowsy, did not test the effect of improving his mental power at night and chose to sleep first.
…
the next day.
April 12th, Saturday.
When Fang Ping woke up, he didn't feel sleepy at all. He just felt refreshed and even the air was much fresher.
He didn't stay in bed like before. Fang Ping had no idea of staying in bed at this time.
Get up and wash up.
After washing up, Fang Ping slammed Fangyuan's door and said loudly: "Get up, you're almost late!"
"Fang Yuan, I'm still sleeping. The more I sleep, the rounder my face becomes!"
Under Fang Ping's violent knock on the door, Fangyuan yawned and opened the door with half-squinted eyes.
Glancing at Fang Ping with dissatisfaction, the little girl walked towards the bathroom habitually.
When I was washing, Fangyuan was still a little drowsy and felt something was wrong.
As for what was wrong, she couldn't remember it for a while.
After washing up, I returned to the living room and saw Fang Ping eating. Fangyuan sat down opposite him, held her chin and yawned:
"Fang Ping, I seem to have forgotten something..."
"What's the matter?" Fang Ping pretended not to know the situation at all and said casually.
"Yeah, what's going on..."
The little girl was lost in thought and forgot to ask Wang Jinyang for his autograph?
Or forgot to do your homework?
Do your homework...
yes!
Fangyuan seemed to have remembered something, looked at Fang Ping with a somewhat unkind look, gritted her teeth and said, "Fang Ping!"
"Um?"
"What day is it today?"
"Forgot."
"Today...Saturday!"
Fangyuan's face bulged with anger, and she said angrily: "You have classes on Saturday and I don't have classes, why did you call me!"
Fang Ping was extremely calm and said casually: "Didn't I forget? Besides, getting up early is good for your health, and I do it for your own good."
"I'm so angry!"
The little girl wanted to find Fang Ping with all her teeth and claws.
…
A few minutes later, Fang Yuan covered her red cheeks and glared at Fang Ping angrily.
His fighting ability is not as good as others, the settlement of accounts failed, and his round face became even rounder!
After teasing Fang Yuan for a while, Fang Ping was in a good mood and stopped making her angry.
He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, and under Fang Yuan's shocked eyes, Fang Ping handed it over and said, "It's a holiday today, so don't stay at home.
Go out for a day with your classmates and relax."
There was more than 220,000 yuan in cash at home, and Fang Ping took more than 20,000 yuan and carried it on his body.
The remaining 200,000 is still kept in his room.
He was worried that the girl had nothing to do at home, so he went to his room to explore the secrets and put the girl away first.
When he has a holiday tomorrow, he will dispose of the cash, whether it is buying a house or depositing it in the bank. In short, it cannot be kept at home. Fang Ping took out 100 yuan, which was very little for him.
But for Yuan Yuan, 100 yuan was almost no amount of pocket money she had ever received.
Except during the Chinese New Year, the little girl almost never had 100 yuan on her.
Today, the eldest brother, who has always been stingy, actually gave himself 100 yuan to go out and play?
"The sun is coming out in the west!"
Fangyuan looked surprised and couldn't help but said: "Fang Ping, are you still sick yesterday?"
Fang Ping's face turned dark and he said angrily: "Do you want it?"
"So you did something bad and wanted to bribe me?"
"You don't want me to take it back!"
"want!"
Fangyuan hurriedly grabbed the banknotes from Fang Ping's hand, with a look of joy on his face, and then chirped: "Mom gave it to you?"
"Mom is so partial. She gives you more than me every time."
"Fang Ping, did you really give it to me?"
"You won't want to go back later, will you?"
"How about I give you 10 yuan and you keep it for lunch?"
"..."
Fang Ping turned a deaf ear and ate breakfast by himself.
After finishing eating, Fang Ping stood up while holding his schoolbag and said: "Go out for a walk, relax, and eat something good for lunch.
By the way, you are not allowed to go out with male classmates, only with female classmates."
"Oh, you have to go out with your male classmates!" Fang Yuan looked like he was against you.
Fang Ping didn't care, curled his lips and said, "That's what I said.
Who among the boys in your class is willing to hang out with Yuan Gungun?
It’s not embarrassing enough!”
"Fang Ping!"
Don't slap people in the face when you hit them, don't expose others when you scold them.
But now, Fang Ping's hair was too short, and Fang Yuan was so angry that she really wanted to hit him on the head.
After teasing Fang Yuan for a while, before the little girl exploded in anger, Fang Ping picked up his schoolbag and walked out happily.
…
One middle school.
Grade 3 (4) class.
It has to be said that the martial arts candidates actually work very hard, at least they come to school very early.
Fang Ping found that every time he came, almost all the other martial arts candidates had arrived.
As soon as he arrived, he heard Zhang Hao excitedly say through the loudspeaker: "Zhou Bin had his qi and blood tested yesterday, 125 calories!
So awesome!
In our No. 1 Middle School, maybe someone will be admitted to two prestigious schools this year."
"Last year, the admission standard for the two prestigious schools seemed to be 125 credits, right?"
Zhang Hao asked, and the bearded Yang Jian nodded quickly and said: "Last year at Wuhan University in the Magic City, the minimum admission standard was 125 credits."
Zhang Hao naturally knew that the reason why he asked this was just to make others cooperate with him.
Upon hearing this, he hurriedly smiled and said: "There is still a lot of time before the physical examination, so take another Qi and Blood Pill before the examination.
I suspect that Zhou Bin’s Qi and blood test results may reach 128 calories!
God, can Zhou Bin really get into two prestigious universities?
If you really pass the exam, you will become famous in the first high school..."
Zhang Hao was dancing and excited, as if his blood test had reached 125 calories.
Some of the other martial arts candidates were envious and some were nervous.
Ordinary liberal arts candidates are mostly envious, but they are not nervous. It has nothing to do with them anyway.
Fang Ping didn't feel much when he walked in.
Zhou Bin is the most powerful seeded player in the No. 1 Middle School. His energy and blood are only 125 cards now, while Fang Ping's is 124 cards.
The difference between the two sides is only 1 card, which is almost negligible.
And Fang Ping still has a lot of wealth. If it weren't for his physical inability to keep up, overtaking him would be like playing for fun.
In fact, Fang Ping doesn't compete with these students at all now.
He was thinking of Wang Jinyang. Wang Jinyang was only one year older than him, but he was already preparing to break through to the third level martial arts realm.
Compared with Wang Jinyang, these senior high school students, no matter how high their energy and blood levels are, can hardly attract Fang Ping's attention.
Fang Ping ignored their discussion, picked up the book and started reading.
He was so tired last night that he didn't bother to test the effect of improving his mental strength.
Whether he can be admitted to the martial arts department or not, Qi and blood are not a problem, Fang Ping's difficulty is still the cultural class.
If mental strength improvement is effective, it will be the basis for being admitted to martial arts.
Fang Ping didn't want to join the discussion, but Yang Jian in the front row couldn't help but turn around and said: "Fang Ping, how much is your blood stuck now?"
"I don't know, I didn't test it."
Yang Jian was a little itchy, but actually he didn't really want to ask Fang Ping how much.
Hearing what Fang Ping said, Yang Jian immediately smiled and said: "Last night, my dad insisted on letting me go to the hospital for a test.
I went to the hospital with my dad, and it turned out that my blood pressure was one calorie higher than before, and now it’s 113!"
Fang Ping rolled his eyes. Just show off, could you please stop smiling like a fool?
"Fang Ping, you said during the physical examination, if I take some more medicine, can it reach 115 calories?"
"Fang Ping, you should be taller than me. Why don't you take the test tomorrow?"
"Fang Ping..."
"..."
Fang Ping had a headache, the bearded man was very talkative.
Fang Ping stopped listening to his nonsense, lowered his head and started reading, feeling the effect of improving his mental strength.
…
After finishing his morning reading, Fang Ping closed his book, closed his eyes and meditated.
The effect is very good!
Fang Ping doesn't know if 140 Herbs of mental power is considered powerful.
But the effect is very obvious, the brain is exceptionally clear and active.
Fang Ping has actually learned all the high school knowledge, and his grades were good before, so now he is just reviewing.
But after all, I have put it down for many years. Even reviewing it is a process and takes time.
But now, when Fang Ping looks at the knowledge he has learned, his ability to understand and accept it is much stronger than a few days ago, and he can recall a lot of forgotten knowledge.
This is still 140 Hz. After a few days, when you have adapted to your current mental strength, you can make some improvements.
By then, the effect should be better.
Fang Ping felt that he had moved more than half of the last brick in the martial arts test.
…
Throughout the morning, Fang Ping eagerly absorbed and digested this new and old knowledge.
During the lunch break, Fang Ping went out.
I spent 10 yuan to apply for a bank card.
I spent 1,200 yuan to buy a mobile phone, and spent 100 yuan to apply for a mobile phone card.
Without a mobile phone, it would be inconvenient to do many things.
As soon as he got the phone and activated the phone card, Fang Ping sent a text message to Wang Jinyang.
…
Nanjiang Wuhan University.
Wang Jinyang, who had just arrived at school, saw a series of numbers on the screen of his mobile phone and laughed: "This guy is interesting!"
Fang Ping was too polite yesterday, so he didn’t want 1 million!
Even if you want it, there is no rush. Brother Wang will transfer the money whenever he is free.
All in all, it was very nice to say.
But less than a day has passed and that guy has sent me his card number.
After laughing for a while, Wang Jinyang didn't want to default on the bill, so he went to the bank on campus and completed the transfer.
At Wuhan University, a transfer of 1 million is not a lot. It is not uncommon for the banks established within Wuhan University to have hundreds of millions of funds transferred every day.
After taking care of the money, Wang Jinyang packed some of his teaching materials and a basic cultivation method together and asked them to be delivered to Fang Ping by courier.
He doesn't worry about losing it. It's okay if he loses it. If he doesn't have the foundation to practice casually, he is courting death.
At worst, I'll send another copy to Fang Ping when the time comes.
…
Fang Ping, who was far away in Yangcheng, was waiting to see the text message reminder on his mobile phone.
Suddenly he couldn't help but said with joy: "Open and bright!"
Lao Wang is indeed a happy person, although this guy may make more than himself this time.
PS: Look at the comments section and say I don’t update enough. Where’s your conscience? I published a book with 110,000 words updated in half a month. I’ve checked through the new book list and no one is faster than me. I’ll beat you heartless ones to death!