Even if Tan Zhenping doesn't know the meaning of bone tempering three times, it's not true that no one in Yangcheng understands it, at least the top leaders in Yangcheng don't understand it.

A warrior who has tempered his bones three times is still studying magic martial arts. What level will he be after graduation?

Third grade or fourth grade or even higher?

Such a person, even if he has not grown up, is enough for Yangcheng to take him seriously, and even Ruiyang will take him seriously.

The Tan brothers were stunned for a while. Tan Tao reacted first and said hurriedly: "On top of the second time, there are three times? Fang Ping, can you tell us?"

"If the Qi and blood is 180 calories, the bone will be tempered for the second time. If the Qi and blood is 200 calories, the bone will be tempered for the third time.

You will know the feeling of bone tempering when your Qi and blood reaches 150 calories and you perform it for the first time.

Of course, three times is difficult. I'm not boasting. Very few people can do it.

If conditions permit, you can try a second time, but try not to try a third time..."

Fang Ping gave a brief introduction and asked about the situation of the Tan brothers.

Tan Hao's energy and blood have reached 135 calories, while Tan Tao's is 134 calories.

The progress of the two brothers is not slow. In fact, it is already very fast. After all, it has only been a month since school started.

At this rate, by the end of the semester, it should be possible to reach 150 calories and enter the borderline for warriors.

In the second semester of college, I hope to break through and become a martial artist.

In ordinary martial arts universities, it is no longer easy to become a martial artist in your freshman year.

Tan Hao even said with a smile: "We have made rapid progress. Zhou Bin and his friends who had higher energy and blood than us before did not practice Zhuang Kung Fu, so now they are at about the same pace as us.

Of course, I can't compare with you.

The freshmen at Nanjiang Wuhan University are quite impressive this year. Just after the semester started, some students had blood levels exceeding 150 calories.

In last year's class, there are still many people who have not become warriors, at least a small half.

Do you still remember the seniors from last year’s class at Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School?

Except for Senior Brother Wang, who is in the third rank and has become the president of the martial arts club, there are several others who have just entered the first rank, and there are still people who have not become warriors and are all non-martialists like us."

This is the current situation of ordinary Wuhan University. The students recruited at the beginning are not strong and their vitality is not high.

The resources are not very sufficient, and even in their sophomore year, there are still a large number of students who have not become warriors.

As long as you wait until your junior year, if your luck is not too bad, you can probably advance to the first rank.

By the time they reach their senior year, a group of top students will graduate as second-class students. Most ordinary students will graduate as first-class students, and very few will graduate as third-class students.

Of course, it is not too unusual for some who are unlucky to fail to become a martial artist after graduation.

Unlike Mowu, where there are less than 1,600 freshmen, there are now more than 100 official martial artists. By the end of the semester, probably less than half of the students will become martial artists.

After entering the second year of college, almost everyone can become a warrior.

After two years of junior and senior years, there are not a few second-grade graduates, third-grade graduates are also rare, and fourth-grade talents are rare.

The few chatted for a while, and Tan Tao asked, "Would you like to invite Wu Zhihao and the others out for a meal together?

This time everyone is back, it is a rare holiday, and you have become a warrior, so I will take care of you."

"Don't say that, just gather together when we get together, don't talk about catching wind and washing away the dust."

Fang Ping smiled and didn't refuse. He called Wu Zhihao and others on the spot and made an appointment to hang out together in the afternoon.

…

After chatting with the Tan brothers for a while, Fang Ping went downstairs.

After all, Fang Mingrong was an ordinary person. He had been at the bottom before. After chatting with Tan Zhenping for a while, he felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing his son coming downstairs, Fang Mingrong said quickly: "Director, I'm addicted to smoking. I'll go out and smoke a cigarette first and let Pingping chat with you for a while. Pingping, come over and talk to Director Tan..."

Fang Ping responded, and Tan Zhenping also smiled and nodded.

After Fang Mingrong left, Fang Ping sat down opposite Tan Zhenping and said with a smile: "Uncle Tan, I really want to thank you for taking care of me this time."

"It should."

"How are you doing at Wuhan University in the Magic City?"

"It's very good. My tutor is at the peak of the sixth grade. He doesn't have many students and he takes good care of me..."

"The peak of sixth grade!"

Tan Zhenping took a breath, he had never seen a sixth-grade warrior in his life!

Governor Zhang of Nanjiang was at the peak of the sixth rank before, but that kind of big shot was not something he could meet yet.

Now that he knew that Fang Ping's mentor was at the peak of the sixth grade, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Is this a student of Mowu?

In fact, not everyone in Yangcheng has entered the two prestigious schools in recent years, but if they did, they would be at the bottom.

These people were assigned mentors who were almost all in the fourth grade.

After graduation, most of them were second-grade, and there were even first-grade warriors. Almost all of these people stayed in the metropolis.

Fang Ping's mentor is now at level six, which means that Fang Ping is one of the best even in Mowu.

First there was Wang Jinyang, and then there was Fang Ping. The students that Yangcheng produced in the past two years were all amazingly outstanding.

After chatting for a while, Tan Zhenping said: "Fang Ping, it's like this. The city is preparing for education reform this year. You also know what happened before. Ruiyang has been criticized.

In the province, the requirements for counties and cities have been much higher this year, and the Education Bureau recently issued a reform plan.

As for you, you were the best martial arts candidate last year, so the city hopes to use you to do some publicity and try to get more families to apply for the martial arts exam.

You also know that some families cannot afford ten thousand yuan, but they just think it is not cost-effective, so not many students apply for the martial arts exam every year.

You also come from an ordinary family, and we hope to use your example..."

This matter is not a big deal, but Fang Ping waved his hand and said: "Uncle Tan, don't use my case to publicize it, it's not good.

I am not a common phenomenon, I have my opportunities.

Forcing people to raise their hopes only to have their hopes shattered in the end will hit them even harder.

And it’s better to keep my affairs low-key, including Senior Brother Wang’s side.”

Tan Zhenping frowned slightly, and Fang Ping thought for a while and then said: "Senior Brother Wang provokes many opponents outside, and some people may not follow the rules. It is best to keep a low profile.

I'm about the same, I just killed two first-grade peak warriors yesterday, it's best if I can keep a low profile..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Tan Zhenping coughed hard. Did I misunderstand?

Fang Ping didn’t say much, I wasn’t showing off, I was seriously reminding him.

Although the information about these students is not a big secret, it is better to do less than to do more. Publicizing it in a big way may not be beneficial.

Lao Wang is so famous outside, but in the eyes of most people, he is extremely low-key.

Unless you have reached the master level and are fearless, others dare not even think of revenge. At this time, it doesn't matter if you are more high-profile.

Tan Zhenping looked at Fang Ping for a while, sighed, and stopped mentioning the matter.

He didn't suspect that Fang Ping was lying, but it was hard to accept it for a while.

Killed two first-grade peak warriors?

He is also at the peak of the first rank... So, facing Fang Ping now, he is also a guy who was beaten to death?

In fact, Tan Zhenping overestimated himself. Fang Ping could defeat ten such Qi and blood warriors. Of course, Fang Ping would not say it out loud, as it would be too shocking.
Chapter completed!