Mowu South District.

Energy room.

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hall.

Song Yingji helped a student complete the formalities and couldn't help but glance sideways at the innermost room in the passage.

"That kid has been here for three or four days, and he is really willing to spend a lot of money this time."

I thought of someone who walked in the door a few days ago. He was someone who was arrogant, domineering and wealthy.

"Old Song, give me a VIP room and allocate 1,500 credits first. If it's not enough, I'll make up for it!"

With that momentum and tone, the arrogant Song Yingji wanted to beat Fang Ping violently.

One hour of training in the energy room only requires 10 credits.

But that's a relative term. Fang Ping's so-called VIP rooms still exist, but they are only used by instructors for training, or by mid-level warriors.

In ordinary training rooms, the energy stones released by combustion are of the lowest purity.

As for the VIP room, the purity of the energy stones used is higher. Of course, it cannot reach 90% purity. Otherwise, it can be directly used for absorption and digestion instead of assisting in cultivation.

This type of course requires 20 credits per hour.

Now three or four days have passed, and his 1,500 credits have been almost consumed.

"I have stopped supplying this boy now. When this boy reaches the sixth level, he will definitely come to settle accounts with me..."

Song Yingji smiled and shook her head. Fang Ping's credits were all used up at this moment.

If his energy supply is stopped and his tempering is interrupted at this moment, given this guy's character, Tang Feng will be retaliated countless times, and his daughter will also be punished. Retaliation against Song Yingji is inevitable.

"I'm just afraid... I don't know how long this kid will stay here, but he won't admit it when he comes out."

Song Yingji sighed, will this kid default on his debt?

A few days ago, he was very wealthy. Song Yingji also felt that 1500 credits was a lot. Who knew that once Fang Ping entered the energy room, he would not come out for several days.

Just as he was thinking boredly, Fu Changding and others walked in.

"Teacher Song, hasn't he come out yet?"

"Nothing."

Fu Changding said helplessly: "The national first-class competition is about to begin, and we are still waiting for him to host the opening ceremony."

Fang Ping has always been in charge of the National First Grade Competition. The two principals of the school have not interfered, and people like Tang Feng are also unwilling to interfere.

Now it is all promoted by the martial arts club. Without Fang Ping, the president, to show up, the opening ceremony will be really difficult to hold.

Among the five presidents and deputy presidents, only Liang Fenghua is currently in school. However, Liang Fenghua does not want to be in the limelight, nor does he want to steal Fang Ping's limelight. Now he is waiting for Fang Ping to leave school.

Speaking of the National First Grade Martial Arts Competition, Song Yingji couldn't help but ask: "How many people have signed up now?"

He was still quite curious about this.

Fu Changding exclaimed: "It's beyond imagination. I was even frightened. Because the requirement is only to be a first-grade warrior, there are no other restrictions. From the beginning of registration at the end of last month to now, more than 30,000 people have signed up!"

"More than 30,000?"

Song Yingji was also stunned, "So many?"

This is a warrior, not an ordinary person. Most warriors have other duties. The martial arts competition will obviously not be short, so there are so many people signing up?

Fu Changding smiled bitterly and said: "Who says it's not the case? We didn't expect it at the beginning. Now the Magic City is overcrowded with warriors. The Magic City government asked us to start organizing it immediately, otherwise, we will be banned!"

Tens of thousands of warriors gathered in the Demon City, and there were already a large number of warriors in the Demon City.

Today, the number of warriors gathered in the Magic City is probably the largest in the world.

The Demon City government did not dare to give them any more time to prepare. As the later stages progressed, there were more and more people. If this continued, it would not be difficult to gather 100,000 warriors.

Including the warrior's relatives and friends, as well as other warriors who join in the fun, there may be even more.

At that time, the Magic City Government will also have a headache.

Song Yingji didn't care about the ban, but asked: "With so many people, the competition is not easy to arrange, and the venue..."

"The city government promised to rent the gymnasium to us for free. And we also rented some places ourselves. The preliminaries don't need to be too formal. We will play the preliminaries for ten days and a half, and the remaining people will advance to the second round.

On Mowu's side, just prepare for the final top 100 competition."

After saying that, Fu Changding smiled again and said: "This time the top 100 competition is the top 100 ranking of the first rank. If it can be recognized, then Mowu's first rank martial arts competition will really be on the right track. According to Fang Ping's intention, the next one will be on the right track."

The second-level competition will be held every quarter, and then the third-level competition..."

"This kid..."

Song Yingji shook her head slightly and chuckled: "He is the president of the martial arts club and has even taken over government affairs."

Fang Ping, the person who set the list, had great ambitions to redefine the third-grade list and make the competition he held become the Top 100 Competition.

If this is the case, the reputation of Mowu will grow day by day, and it will be very close to surpassing the famous old school Jingwu.

However, whether it works or not depends on the follow-up.

Fu Changding also smiled and said: "Fang Ping has become the president, and the Mowu students are very busy now. Chen Yunxi led the team to Jingnan Wuhan University to play in the exchange competition, and everyone at Jingnan Wuhan University almost cried.

Zhang Chao led the team to Wuhan University in Beijiang to play an exchange match, and Huang Qiao led the team to Wuhan University in Donglin to play an exchange match...

Now across the country, where are there no students from Mowu?"

"Why didn't you go to the Jingwu exchange competition?"

Song Yingji asked with a smile, Fu Changding's grandfather was also a leader of Jingwu. Although he had not reached the level of grandmaster, there were only a few masters, and Mr. Fu was also one of the top figures in Jingwu.

Fu Changding shook his head and said: "Fang Ping said that there are not enough third-level troops to fight against Jingwu, so he will get a fourth-level team to fight against Jingwu later.

Maybe there is no need to play, everyone will collide in the Wuhan University exchange competition at the end of the year.

Now the fourth-grade warriors are in a hurry to improve their strength, and they can't spare the time to play in exchange matches for the time being."

Fang Ping currently does not recommend going to the burrows for warriors who are lower than the third level. Playing in the exchange match is also an opportunity to improve their martial arts.

Not only can fourth-level warriors go to the underground caves, but they also have a competition to play at the end of the year. Fang Ping, on the other hand, has no restrictions on the fourth-level students.

Song Yingji was idle and asked again: "How many third-grade students are there in the school now? I found that there seem to be a lot more new third-grade students who have come to the energy room to practice recently."

"We just did statistics two days ago. There are now 78 third-grade students. There are two more fourth-grade students than before, and there are now 11."

Fu Changding continued: "The number of second-grade students has increased a lot. Before, there were only 500 people. Recently, many people have broken through to second-grade. According to previous statistics, the number is close to 800."

"That much?"

Song Yingji was slightly surprised. There were only more than 500 people there before.

"The difficulty of obtaining credits has been reduced, there is a loan system, and Fang Ping is now... abusing first-grade students, everyone is eager to advance to second-grade."

Fu Changding said the word "abuse", which made Song Yingji want to laugh.

Fang Ping didn't care too much about non-martial artists, and the same was true for those in the second and third grades.

The most unlucky ones are the first-grade warriors with the largest base, which was close to 4,000 in the entire school.

The two chatted for a while. Fu Changding looked at the time and said, "Teacher, I'm going to leave first. He's out of seclusion. Please inform him."

"OK."

"..."

As soon as Fu Changding left, Song Yingji looked at the training room in the passage again. Could it be that that boy wanted to temper his heart in one breath?

This matter is not that simple.

There are countless geniuses in China, but none of them have stayed in the middle of the fourth rank for a long time.

…

Just when Song Yingji was guessing.

In the training room.

Fang Ping was sweating and concentrated on carefully moving the blood vessels inside the heart.

This is a hard work, and every time you reshape your heart, you have to work hard.

The consumption of qi and blood is not too serious.

In addition, being in the energy room, Fang Ping did not need to recover his energy and blood in the past few days, he could recover on his own.

But the consumption of mental energy is not small.

It is precisely because of his strong mental power that Fang Ping can practice for several days at a stretch and still continue to persevere.

"The valves of the left atrium and left ventricle have been refined and worn away by me. I always feel that I am no longer a human being..."

Fang Ping wiped his sweat and grunted.

Have you ever seen a human heart that looks like this?

Everyone has two atria and two ventricles, but now his left atrium and ventricle are integrated.
To be continued...